As Cassia left here, the only thing that could stabilize the world was not there, and the collapse progress was indeed much faster. The cracks in the sky and the ground continued to expand, in an irreversible state, and there was no room for rescue. Perhaps the wreckage of the warship was the center of this world, and the cracks climbed onto its rusty body at this moment. There was an invisible force tore it apart, and the rust was shaken off, and there was also a harsh cry on the steel.

But Cassia, who knew the result, would not care about this situation. The moment the password card took out of the slot, the real scene of the spiritual world in his eyes instantly collapsed, swallowed by the wider darkness, without any fragments left. Then the torrent of various touch signals of the body rushed into the spiritual body, and various external situations instantly came into contact with each other.

I had been in the spiritual world for a long time, sitting down and talking to the enemy easily and comfortably, but at this moment when the body sensed to return, this period was almost folded up and there was no impact at all. Everything seemed natural and could not even be said to be illusions.

Cassia really wants to savor this feeling because it may be of great help to herself, in her spiritual body. She just thinks of it,

Death is indeed painful. Cassia has experienced many visits to the hospital. Occasionally, she can see those in the ordinary world who have been completely destroyed by illness. The despair that can be seen by ordinary people has a deep impression on Cassia. She said, "Don't care, it's not a big deal, don't be sad" and so on, but everyone knew from those eyes that had lost their light that this was just a disguised search for comfort.

Cassia once thought about what he would look like when facing death, so she looked for answers from books, and searched for traces from enemies. Now it seems that it is all futile actions.

I just felt extremely painful in my heart, and countless springs appeared in my head. The vague memories of the past suddenly became clear. The details of some things appeared clearly - what can be done here, maybe there is no need to be like that, too many, which made Cassia breathless.

What remains are regrets and endless regrets. When things I didn’t care much before, I realized that I really care. In the past, I felt that something was dispensable, but now I thought it should belong to me. It was absolutely impossible to give it to others.

Emotions are like a rainbow that has lost its true meaning, a black piece of black, tolerating everything, and there is no distinction between them.

Cassia wanted to make herself smile. Whether the face covered with scales could show a smile is not important in this expression. The muscles on the face seemed to have lost control and twitched for a while, so she no longer had the mood to "smile".

The torrent of information was completely poured into the mental body, and the thoughts that continued to move were processed. Cassia's first move was to sigh. Even though the tip of the trident's spiral spear had pierced the scales and broke half of the skull of the forehead.

All the pressure on the body was broken and disintegrated invisible under sighs. The translucent heart-like structure converted to uranium gold at the waist beat rapidly, triggering ripples of trembling air throughout Cassia's body. The cracks on it expanded, and large areas of blue fluorescent substance dissipated, but for uranium gold, this only accelerated consumption and was not worth caring about.

The expanded fire retracted Cassia's body surface and became more solid. He saw the shock and anger in the eyes of the two enemies in front of him, but he was not in the mood to pay attention to this kind of thing. He let his left hand that had just pierced the enemy's heart hold the trident on his forehead, and the other hand touched the second-generation holy sword on the tail of the thorns at the same time, and the keratin that wrapped it collapsed in advance.

Cassia followed a wonderful feeling. The translucent heart structure at the waist was broken at this time, and a huge torrent was injected with him as the conductor, frantically pouring into the trident and the second-generation holy sword respectively. Two strange patterns similar to those on the imitation weapons were activated at the same time, and streaming light was generated, forming a self-organized cycle in the patterns.

Chilman frantically poured energy into it, trying to reverse it, but there was no effect. In fact, he also knew that this state had nothing to do with energy, and it was simply that he could not stimulate it.

Cassia did not deliberately control it. There was a solid light blue electric light on the tip of the spiral spear of the Trident, but they sputtered back along the main body of the Trident. The electric light no longer twisted, and went to the end of the trident and bloomed directly, leaving no possibility of avoiding it, so she completely wrapped Chilman in.

With just a loud roar, the lightning drowns everything, and then the sound disappears. When the lightning disappears, nothing is left. Cassia takes the trident off his forehead and inserts it into the ground. A slight ray of light shot towards the sky, but the thickness of his thumb is made, but it creates an air corridor of several thousand meters in diameter, which directly penetrates the rain clouds and lets the bright light fall down to illuminate the place.

At the same time, the second generation of holy swords slashed horizontally, and only the light on the sword was revealed. However, as the sword tip slides, everything is melted within a arc with a radius of several thousand meters. The force makes the ground instantly melt, just like rubbing dust on the blackboard. If you wipe it, the piece will bloom bright red light and emit the heat of flames.

Hillary Lily also dodged several steps, but when she saw Chilman disappearing simply in front of her, she stopped retreating, stood still, quietly looking at the holy sword that was sliding over, without any movement.

"Huh,,," she let out a breath, and was relieved.

But in the end, the tip of the second-generation holy sword did not really point to it. This should have been the second hand, minute hand and hour hand in a bronze bell that merged into one, pointing to the twelve hour moments with a straight line. However, the second-generation holy sword, as the second hand, was stuck at the 59th second position and could not move forward.

The patterns on the second-generation holy sword and the trident instantly lost all the light. The second-generation holy sword slid from Cassia's hand and inserted into the soil, leaving only the hilt of the sword.

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But in those eyes that returned to black and white, there was only the reflection of the scenery, the flashing fire, and no trace of the breath of life.

"Your mission is completed." Cassia turned around, and the thorny tail disappeared completely. He wanted to find a place to lean on, because the tiredness from the spirit could not resist. A voice was tempting him to sleep and tell him to close his eyes and open it again soon.

Of course, Cassia didn't believe it, because in his senses, the sound was distorted, and it was definitely not his own voice, and there was no reason to trust it.

There were no ancient trees around, and the blasted rhizomes turned into ashes. The ground was uneven, wavy, and white smoke was emitting everywhere. Cassia didn't know where to let herself lean on and take a break. In the end, she could only walk one step away, pressed her back against the trident inserted into the ground, then slowly slid down, and sat on the scorched earth with heat.

"Why leave me?" asked Hillary Lily, her voice showing the same mechanical synthesis.

Cassia didn't reply, and her mind was hanging down at this moment. She could no longer hear any sound, and her body's touch disappeared. In this rare absolutely quiet time, Cassia thought she finally had the opportunity to sort out the memories that had become clear but chaotic for some reason.

Cassia saw his sister Lilia, nestled in the bedding, only revealing her head and a hand holding a pen, smearing on a picture book. They were three villains, one a little bigger and two a little smaller. The three faces were a simple circle, not very round and had no characteristics. There were a few simple strokes in the three circles, indicating a smile.

As soon as the picture was turned, it could not be seen as the graffiti that was painted and not finished, Lilia had already fallen asleep.

"How long did it take?" There was no answer, Cassia couldn't remember it. Even though he had not found this by himself, he had forgotten it at this moment.

I saw the familiar streets of the small town, as well as the gray roofs and the trees on the roadside that were covered with breathless for most of the year.

The noisy sound around Cassia tilted her head. When the sound came to her ears, Cassia heard that this was a waiting room at a station, with pedestrians in a hurry in front of her. On the side, Kara looked at herself. For some reason, Cassia couldn't hear what Kara was saying, but just looked at the smile on her face, but her heart felt beating and seemed very nervous. Then she thought of the pink underwear that Kara was hanging in the corridor, and the pain came from her heart.

Casia wanted to speak, but Kara had already stood up, holding her luggage with one hand and wiggling her hands. Casia finally understood Kara's words and was saying "goodbye". Not sure why Kara left, Casia quickly stood up and wanted to ask, but Kara in front of her disappeared instantly, and the bright light around her turned into a dark night. A snow-white face appeared in front of her, with a gentle smile, but no matter how she looked, she looked like a clown.

Cassia suddenly realized that this was Li. He knew that Li knew Kara, but when he was about to ask, Li turned around and left and disappeared into the dark night.

Cassia didn't know what was going on, and there was a flashing light. When someone patted his shoulder, he turned his head and Iyeta, who was standing beside him, looked at him with a pink cat headdress, as if asking him whether he had heard what she said clearly. Just when he was about to show that there seemed to be something wrong with his hearing, a sound was really coming into his ears.

"Captain?" It was Delya. Cassia looked in the direction of the sound - a round table, Delya and Heslei, and Waters were discussing something against a map, while sitting by the wall, turning the drum of the revolver in boredom.

Cassia turned her head and was stunned for a moment. When she thought she was wrong, there was a "clang clang" sound around her. The light became darker again.

"Mr. Cassia." The gentle voice overcame the "clang" sound. He was so scared that he put on a topper in front of Cassia and went to another carriage. Cassia was confused, but felt a little tired, so she sat in the seat by the window. Someone was saying "Thank you". Cassia looked over and Lina's tired face was facing her.

Cassia seemed to know that she could not speak, so she wanted to wave her hand and say that she didn't need it. Although he didn't know why Lina thanked her. She breathed out and Cassia looked out the window and found that the train, the tribute car must have stopped.

Selmer, who was standing by, opened the car door and got out of the car. Cassia followed him and became dull and silent like him. Atohuan finally squeezed out of the driver's seat, showing a relaxed look: "I'm here, wait here,,,"

"Dong,,,,,,,," Cassia's calm heart beat violently again, just like the sound of kicking the door, causing pain. Cassia realized at this time that he was in a room wrapped in steel, and as if instinctively, he got up to open the door.

Smelling the nice perfume, Ye Jielin leaned against the corridor railing and rubbed her wet hair with a towel, which was leaning towards light red: "Go to the cafeteria and get water."

"Yeah." Cassia responded naturally. He turned around, and a bursting gunshot suddenly trembled, and his ears immediately burst into a "buzzing" sound.

"Nor!" Cassia blurted out at this time, but there was a sense of exhaustion behind her.
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