The earth's vibration expanded in all directions, and then the huge elemental tide that condensed to the extreme light elements bloomed, swallowing everyone who was still in that square at this moment indiscriminately.

The power of light itself is a symbol of glory and vastness. When the huge energy contained in the Colossus statue expanded, almost anyone could feel the overwhelming and irresistible power in front of it. The diffuse light element made everything in the field of vision pale, the sound could not be emitted, and even the flow of wind was suppressed. The first round of energy shock wave began to overturn the roofs and fragile cloth sheds around the square, and countless debris flew up in the sky, and trees fell down.

Alanita stood there, trying to make the final dissuasion, but when the light drowned, she finally couldn't make any sound.

Everything is irreversible. No matter what the reason is, today's incident will surely be regarded as the greatest blasphemy against the Lord's Elf, and there is no room for reversal.

She looked at the most dazzling part of the light, her eyes pressed down, and her pupils began to shrink due to the intensity of the light. It was impossible for ordinary people to look directly at such light. Even if they touched it, they would close their eyes and cry because of the intensity of the light. However, at this moment, the training she had done for the battle only made her narrow her eyes slightly. As the pupils shrank, it seemed that this splendor that was enough to compete with the opposite side. The shock wave rushed through her body, and her clothes fluttered wildly. In her mind, it seemed that something had been pressed down and consecrated, which made her slender fingers suddenly clenched into a fist on her side. The next moment, let go!

"Al! Rezaduk—"

brush!

The string of the stunning dream flew like lightning, hundreds of sharp light rushed into the middle of the light in an instant, silently splitting all objects on the road. At the same time, a force compressed to the extreme suddenly burst out from the depths of this light. The black sword aura gathered into a shocking blade, slashing from dozens of meters away!

Facing the giant blade formed by fighting spirit, Alanita did not step back, and her left hand suddenly raised. The string of Jingmeng condensed into a golden lyre in front of her, and was suddenly scratched by her fingers.

Millions of notes intertwined, like the praise of heaven and the sing of sin in hell, shaking the air and forming a surging barrier of ripples.

boom--

The sword energy and the notes collided with violent explosions in front of Alanita. The gray-haired and blue-eyed woman stood there without retreating and raised her chin. At this moment, there was no gentleness of dissuasion in her eyes, and only the cold light about the battle flashed. Everything happened in a moment. At the same time, the explosion shock wave swept across the edge of the square. The wooden ceilings of some shops began to peel off, and the strings of the dreams rushing towards the center of the square were intertwined, shattering the huge altar like tofu blocks.

The next moment, the black sword energy exploded into millions of white lights, and began to tear the blockade of the notes and enveloped Alanita. The woman also felt danger at the same time and jumped into the sky. The air was wet and cold. The white airflow almost flew over to her body, tearing her sleeves and hairbands, and drew a blood mark on her fair side face. It seemed that a pair of sinister eyes were looking at her in the sky, locking her all actions, the King Snake Sword, killing people indiscriminately.

On the side, a huge object flew towards her in the air. She wanted to gather the sharpness of the striking dream string and tear the object apart, but the next moment she found that she couldn't take it off. She reached out and pressed it on the object, trying to avoid it. With the sight of her eyes, half of the body of the Sinlos stone statue passed her and flew towards the house area on the edge of the square. At the same time, another force rushed from behind the stone statue.

Doomsday wars and heavenly arts. Torrent!

"ah--"

Alanita's hands suddenly painted, and the sharp strings tore the atmosphere, and even the light was cut. If someone looked down from a higher place, in that ocean of light, four transparent airflows spread across the sky instantly cut open everything in front of it, breaking the huge stone statues flying in the sky into five pieces. Then, the power of the Doomsday War Heaven Technique that rushed straight over crushed everything into smaller pieces, and millions of stones blasted towards the square like bullets, destroying everything.

In the turbulent flow of energy, a figure directly broke through the line of defense of the Sword of Dreams and appeared in front of Alanita. Felix raised the long sword in front of her eyes.

Table Tennis—

Alanita fell down like a cannonball.

Along the square, there was a series of roaring slashes. Felix chased Ellenita closely, making her unable to control the striking dream string. She chased her back and finally retreated into the house on the edge of the square, and then rushed out from the other end. The fierce attack made people even more breathing. On the other side, Istro finally blocked Tang Yi. His elemental body itself was a secret method to transform his body into elemental forms to obtain greater destructive power, but in front of Tang Yi's demon-eating body, he was almost born to restrain himself. However, with his rich combat experience, when he calmed down, he still slightly regained the situation and reduced the burden on Ellenita over there.

What the Demon-Devouring Body can absorb is pure magical power, but if the magic power is converted through other matter, the suppression of the Demon-Devouring Body will be greatly reduced. At this time, as Istro waves his hands and the stones remaining in the square, the sword will move like life, or the light-type magic power condensed to the extreme will fly out like an arrow. When the strength of the magic power exceeds the limit, it is definitely not a force that the Demon-Devouring Body can ignore. At this time, the entire square is shrouded in light, and the elemental power spreads out, just integrated by Istro, turning into a sharp light knife and a giant sword, and the huge force is endlessly bombarded, and in an instant, it almost turned over the ground of the entire square, or the Doomsday War Heaven-Waring Technique like a raging wave, covering the entire square in the rolling dust.

At the edge of the square, the strings of Jingmeng are flying and intertwined. The two-story and three-story houses are cut and broken down in an instant. While the roof, beams and huge walls are falling, Alanita also retreats back in this area. In fact, her battle with Felix is ​​not at a complete disadvantage, mainly because of the invincible sharpness of Jingmeng. However, under the defense of the spider web, Felix's attack can still completely suppress her, which is enough to prove the strength of the opponent. The sword energy of the King Snake Sword conveyed from Bucknarossia flowed. Even the string of Jingmeng's layer by layer had left several blood marks on her body. As far as the eyes were concerned, the man holding a double sword was in mid-air, kicking on a piece of falling eaves, and his figure passed through the sunlight and disappeared in a flash.

The line of sight was raised. The next moment, the sword energy like a giant wheel dragged the high light from behind and roared, shattering a three-story building still stuck in the light element in two halves. Then, countless ripples rose in the house divided into two halves by the sword energy, as if millions of transparent silk threads turned the entire house into small pieces. Alanita's figure rushed into the sky. Under the protection of millions of thin strings, she looked at the dust in the center of the square.

The dust was still boiling, and occasionally you could see the figures in it. Istro's attack was fierce, his hands were occasionally swung, occasionally stretched out to the sky, pressing down the earth, and the blazing magic light always condensed between his palms, manipulating the transformation of the entire space around him. Almost any solid matter, including the huge stones laid on the bottom, was pulled by the energy of magic, constantly piled up the enemy to attack. When Tang Yi's counterattack was obviously a bit conservative, the power of the Doomsday War Heavenly Technique was fierce and violent, but he kept dodging in this offensive. At the last moment, he appeared above the stone that hit, and disappeared in the next moment. After a moment of appearance, he disappeared again. Before he had to, he no longer used any Doomsday War Heavenly Technique's power.

However, seeing this scene, Alanita's heart in the sky was silly yelling that it was not good. In any case, the suppression of elemental power by the Demon-Eating Body will not disappear. With years of combat experience, Istro was able to temporarily suppress the opponent with such a violent attack, but his own power consumption was already incalculable. Al Rezaduk's strategy was obviously waiting for the moment when his power was exhausted and became weak. However, Istro could not relax at all. Once he relaxed, the opponent would be closer. The suppression of the Demon-Eating Body on magic was still a result of failure...

This thought flashed through her mind. With a loud bang, the fragments of the collapsed house rushed into the sky like shells and hit her, and a piece of dust rose from below. She kicked her legs and rushed into the higher air with the force on the wall of the house that was rushing towards her. A burst of knife light also instantly slashed the flying wall and rushed towards her.

In the sky, Alanita raised her hands and pressed down at the other party. While her body continued to shoot into the sky, the string of Jingmeng formed a huge spider web in the sunlight and enveloped the other party. In a blink of an eye, it closed into a huge, invincible silver vortex, crushing the coming things into powder.

There is no goal in the vortex.

An unknown premonition was rising in my heart. In the dust below, a figure suddenly flew out like a cannonball, his whole body was stained with blood. It was Istro. In the dust, a black aura roared, like a pack of millions of low-roaring wolves. This is... the Demon Swallowing Demon Kill.

Felix turned his target to Istro, what about Al Rezadok...

In an instant, the whirlpool formed by the strings of the dream was retracted in the sky like a whale sucking water. The golden lyre condensed into a solid body, and countless frantic notes expanded in all directions.

It's too late.

The cold feeling rose from behind, without any pain, but blood had already spurted out, and the sword light lit up from behind her, slashed onto her right shoulder, then pulled down to the left, with a thud, a shocking trace. She turned her head slightly, and the one who appeared behind was Al Rezaduk's face that was too beautiful and cold eyes that were cold compared to men.

This is not the doomsday war technique, but... the assassination technique of the night fairy.

Her eyes only stayed for a moment, and such judgment flashed through her mind in an instant. Then, she fell to the square below. The lyre played more and more intensely in her arms, and the sound flew violently to protect her until she fell down a house below. The two-story high house instantly decomposed and melted in the notes, leaving only the skeleton of the house, and finally even the skeleton turned into ashes. The strata below was eroded into a huge pit, and dust flew. Alanita stood up from the ruins and turned around, unable to see the enemy's position.

Then, my abdomen was cold!

One hand grabbed her left shoulder, and the long knife suddenly pierced from her back and pierced out from her lower abdomen. She felt that the long knife was about to be pulled out almost for a moment, and then stabbed the second knife.

Her mouth was already sweet and she couldn't make a sound. She just rushed forward suddenly, trying to rush out, jump up, and avoided the second attack. Her body finally jumped up. With a "wow", the hand that grabbed her left shoulder only grabbed her clothes, and suddenly tore off the clothes behind her. In this short moment, the long knife stabbed twice in a row, and only at the last moment, she seemed a little hesitant.

She fell to the ground, twisting her eyes and trying to look back, but she could only vaguely see the black figure, as if she was considering whether to make up for a knife.

The army in the city has been alarmed, and there is a sound from afar. The square is still very quiet. The light elements have gradually dissipated, and the dust slowly fell. The surroundings are in a mess. The huge altar, the statue of Xinluos has been destroyed, and the surrounding houses have also been destroyed many. In the huge pit, Tang Yi looked at the main elf woman bleeding on the ground and looked at the knife in her hand, and was a little distressed. This distress should not have existed, but...

"Oh, I really love..."

Felix's lazy voice appeared at the edge of the pit. Looking at this side, Tang Yi also turned around and looked at him. His current situation was a little embarrassed. He held the clothes on Alanita's torn back in his left hand and the long blood-stained knife in his right hand. In front of him, Alanita was half naked, and was stabbed in his back with one knife and another, all of which was covered in blood. The most exaggerated thing was that there were two stabs on her...

"Why are you stabbing her ass..."

Felix asked with his eyes blinking.

"Uh...she jumped up and poked it over..."

"Oh, it's a coincidence..."

The scene of revenge that should have been a very serious scene, but now it seems a bit strange. Two men are funny and the other look at the blood on the woman's buttocks awkwardly. Alanita was originally a very beautiful woman, and she fell in a pool of blood. In a sense, it also has a pity that makes people feel sad. However, both of them are afraid that they are not the type of mercy after they really decide to take action. Felix, who has countless blood on his hands, will not mention it. Tang Yi once gave Hai Yin a blow in Danma without hesitation. At this time, he felt embarrassed, afraid that he would still stab the wrong position two times.

"Uh, Felix, come on..."

"What are you doing? You poked her ass so you also asked me to poke it? Is it so good to poke it?"

"Kill her..."

"I don't want to do it. I have a bit of friendship with her teacher. I just had a fierce fight and I had nothing to say. Now it's too rude to do it..."

"but……"

"It's nothing, but it's all. It's for that statue of God anyway. It's not a big problem whether she kills her or not. She may become the saint of the Light God Palace in the future, but it's not..." Felix thought for a while, "but she has a high qualification and may become a saint in the future. She is not willing to let her go like this..."

The two of them were thinking about the pit, and soon, Felix went down to carry the seriously injured woman, and they turned to the side of the city.

The chaos will continue in the city for a while. On one side of the square, in front of the second floor window of a house that was not damaged in the battle just now, the man who had watched this scene silently with round eyes, tapped the tabletop in front of him, looked at the dust in the square, and smiled faintly: "I'm very happy to see that he lives well, are you? Haiyin?"

The woman named Haiyin Xia Wujia just looked quietly in the direction where the two of them had just disappeared without saying a word. Although a big battle had just passed, it was still in the morning. The square was quiet, and the sun shone down from the sky, just like the brightness of every moment in the past.

"Everyone will be assimilated by this world." After a moment of silence, the middle-aged man wearing glasses spoke, "Al Rezaduk is very interesting. From the first glance I saw him, I could see it. It was like seeing me a long time ago, clearly... He knew a lot of things, but he didn't want much. He wanted to keep the purest place in his heart, thinking that he could get happiness in this way. It was originally the idea of ​​being merely divided. No matter how he said it, it was not an exaggeration. He was a good person..."

"But the world itself is not something you want. Many emotions, thoughts, desires, and prayers. In this world, people do not exist entirely by exchanging good things, negative dark things, invasion, deception, hatred, and even many things that you see are unreasonable, like a vortex. Even if you are just pulled by a corner of your clothes, you will be pulled in in the end. After the harm is caused, you can only hurt others. Look, he is also a person who is surviving with hatred. No matter how natural this hatred is, he will eventually come here. Hatred will eventually cause more hatred. He becomes a part of the world and will inevitably bring more people in. The so-called vortex is such a thing."

"As long as you contact, you will be pulled in, and in this sense, no one can be spared." The army began to enter the square, and Adrian stood up from his seat and prepared to leave, "No one can go back, Haiyin..."

I don't know if I understand his words, Haiyin just sat there, staring blankly, looking at...

He is ready to go back, Ed Terrace.

This journey is not long or short. Many things have happened, and the world will not become what it used to be. It seems that many things are different.

Living, dead people, Ferna, Catherine, Kna, Eve, Nancy, Haiyin, Gabriel, Barknarosch, Vincent...

At this time, they were sitting on a small hillside, the carriage was parked under the big tree nearby, and the silver-haired girl sat in the carriage, holding a small ball of hair, and whispering softly. Ferna was tidying up some things beside the carriage, occasionally looking over, smiling, or saying a few words to Xiaoxue without thinking. Tang Yi and Felix were lying on the grass, the cynical boy was holding a grass stem in his mouth, looking at the sky, looking heartless.

"I really don't go to Ed Terrace?"

"Just kidding, how could I let that guy Ferrit be the emperor safely? It's my style to make him unable to eat well and sleep hard and have nightmares every night! Don't worry, if you leave, I will help you take good care of Catherine and Konna..."

"Ha, do you have anything to bring to Teacher Barbara?"

Hearing her mother's name, Felix curled his lips: "Let her find a beautiful man in Ed Terrace, don't think about her handsome son, me."

“…”

"Just kidding, there's nothing to say... If I have time, I'll go over to see her and let her stay in Ed's platform and don't run around."

"After completing Lucini's course, I will come out of Ed's platform, then..."

"I'm the matter here at Atroca. Go to Xiling, Sister Lucini has left so many people and didn't kill them. Isn't it just for you?"

Tang Yi was silent for a moment and nodded: "Well, I know."

The grass gradually became quiet. They listened to the voice of the wind and grass, and watched the white clouds flowing from the sky. Tang Yi smiled: "If Vincent... he is not dead, two years later..." He remembered the agreement that everyone had traveled around the world together, raised his head, and the man who lived for his dead brother, trying to shine on everyone like the sun, seemed to be watching from the sky. Felix sat up from the side and picked up the two swords beside him.

"Where is no if..."

They stood up from the ground and slapped the dust on their bodies. Felix raised the knife in his hand: "It's time to go." Tang Yi nodded. On the other side of the hillside, a small team of cavalry ran towards this side, watching the carriages here and the people on the grass stop from afar.

"Who are you!"

No one paid attention to such questions. Tang Yi and others got on the carriage and waved their hand to say goodbye to Felix. Xiaoxue held the ball and looked at the cavalry over there. The carriage moved slowly. Felix smiled and faced the rushing cavalry. The moment he turned around, he pulled out the knife in his hand.

“…I am a bad guy!”

The sound of hooves was soft, and the carriage walked slowly with the white clouds in the sky, and a gentle humming sound came from the carriage:

“The herd of bison is gone without a trace and it knows that humanity is coming;

The earth is waiting for people to cultivate it and bring it new life with their hands.

The grassland will be covered with golden wheat ears, and the big city will be built soon;

Welcome your sisters and brothers from all ethnic groups to this most beautiful new world..."

For some reason, he remembered the scene of the buffaloes leaving the grassland. They left. The grassland was quiet and lonely, green and empty, and I don’t know what was waiting for...

(Diary diary for a foreign land* ends)

Summarize

I don't know if this should be called a summary or a summary. In my conception, there will be three stories. The first one is over, the second and third part are still written later or a new book with a new name. I have not yet confirmed that the protagonist already has the art of doomsday war and the next thing he is in this world is no longer a journey of survival.

At the beginning, this book was just a subject for practicing writing. At that time, I worked in a ceramic factory in Foshan, Guangdong. In my spare time, I read some books. Lu Yao's "Ordinary World" and Haruki Murakami's books were often read books, and there were also literary masterpieces such as "Les Miserables". So I wanted to write an article for practicing writing, mainly imitating Murakami's style. I had this "Diary of Birth in the Foreign Land". When I wrote it, I made up my mind, neither for money nor for readers, but for writing, just for myself. Because things are obvious, this type of book cannot become popular, and it is simply obvious.

However, to some extent, things were beyond my expectations. The overly carefully carved texts have attracted the interest of some people. Even now, people still occasionally tell me that seeing your "Diary" is really amazing. I remember that almost all literary forums of all sizes and large, and even some forums with post-stolen posts were recommended for me. I thought: I will become popular now. Of course, not.

The editor recommended a lot, but the grades were not ideal. Many things were compared by me after I gradually understood this circle. They were very popular. Whether it was "Diary of Birth in the Exotic Land" or "Hidden Kill" later, I seemed to be like this. I once wanted to finish the book with settings, especially during the beginning of "Hidden Kill", but I didn't do it. In the final analysis, the setting of this book is great, especially the later plot, which made me reluctant to give up.

What is the plot afterwards... I will write it out, so I won't say it. I don't know when it will be published, but if there is no manuscript stored in hundreds of thousands of words, I will definitely not move. What should I say? Well... My memory is very poor, but I still remember what happened when I wrote this book. It was a summer night. I went to work at three in the morning. I came out of the rental house and went to a familiar small computer room with only five computers to type. At that time, I had no idea and wanted to type out the stories and beautiful sentences that I thought were good in my heart.

There are only such a small village, small roads, small computer rooms, and at night, dreams seem to become very pure.

Want to write a good book.
Chapter completed!