It is precisely because Cynthia is a bystander that this can be seen - flanpis is forced to undergo qualitative change in some way from the inside out.


    "Bomb?"


    "Is it bad for us?"


    "It''s not so bad..." Cynthia was silent for a few seconds before she began to speak heavily. "One of the essence of flanpis is the casual and goblin attribute that has nothing to do with good and evil. Not long ago, after the Roman Orthodox Church tried to deprive flanpis of her divine personality, the Russian adult Church tried to forcibly belittle flanpis''s definition of existence with its own logic, but they adopted [seven sins] , the essence is closer to the devil. In the era before the differentiation of the Crusades, there was no definition of the devil, and the prankster goblins played the role of the devil in religion. The existence of this ambiguous definition was regarded as the "seven sins" of the essence close to the devil Influence, the essence will become more like a devil. The more enemies in the world, the more powerful the devil will be. The more the world wants to destroy her, the closer the world will be to destruction. "


    "Destruction... As otius did?" Meiqin tried to keep up with the topic.


    "Yes, that''s right, because her memory is accumulated. No matter how many times the world is reshaped, the idea of destroying the world will only accumulate. Well, Freya, summon the underground dragon. If the nature of A.A.A. is the same as what I judge, you don''t have to worry about the lack of magic when using it as energy. Yusaka Meiqin, you also move and bring a according to the needs here . A.A. ''


    Meiqin hurriedly interrupted: "wait, wait, make it clear! I came with you for......"


    Cynthia is a little impatient. She is not a demon God who creates and destroys the phase world at will, not even a God who occupies a world, but she can guess what happened when she can briefly connect flanpis, but do people who have no intersection in the field have to explain from the beginning?


    "The world is back to normal. I hope your ''sweetheart'' will be saved!" she said.


    ……………………………………………………


    North America——


    "..." flanpis took her hand, made a silent voice, and looked at her as if she were after the war.


    In other words, should it be called war?


    Only one party died, and there were many traces of attack, but they all had the same shape and origin.


    That is, an object has been pestering in place and slowly killed the "ally" that flanpis fought for with a small attack?


    What''s more strange is that "the dawn of the snow field", "the darkness before dawn" and the North American branch of British Puritanism have been concentrated, and a mountain of human remains has been deliberately piled up. Is this a demonstration?


    It is the survivors with weak life that makes the goblins or the most.


    Can you try to pretend to be dead in front of such opponents?


    Although it is not impossible to extract information with dead people, living people are better.


    "... Dora." she gently pulled up the hand of the man lying there like a worn and discarded doll in front of the mountain.


    Dora opened her eyes slightly and made a faint voice like a mosquito in her mouth: "if... I haven''t seen you... How good it would be."


    Dora tried her best to grasp Flanders'' hand with a gentle grip. Flanders wondered if it was the strength to do the simple action of grasping the key and twisting.


    The dark point suddenly appears and expands in the hands of the intersection of the two, turning into a "black hole" that sucks everything in!


    The suction is huge and abnormal, especially where it has been inhaled. Flanpis can''t feel the future that can be pulled out.


    Flanpis had to break her arm and fled back with a terrible eruption.


    Foreknowledge is a vast expanse of white in the eyes. It''s not that you can''t see the future. It''s a vast expanse of white in the literal sense.


    "Space is blocked, which means that some force must turn the whole space into this."


    "Boom -- -- -- -- --"


    Pliny looked at all this.


    Frances and she are both part of Claus pics, or the part dominated by Claus pics, and Frances should be more important and give higher priority than Pliny.


    But she looked at it.


    It''s not to be assured that Flanders can easily deal with such attacks. On the contrary, it is possible that Flanders can not be a threat, but it can also give Flanders a huge killing at this moment.


    It has nothing to do with what kind of attack attribute, whether there is restraint and suppression.


    The inner roots of Pliny and Frances are the same, and this connection has never been broken, no matter how many times the world has been reset.


    Well, it has nothing to do with all kinds of defense and resistance. Packed together, it is like two goblins playing online fighting video games with both hands in the same room. However, due to various contradictions, one of them accidentally kicked the other in the face, making the other unable to control the handle well, resulting in failure.


    Yes, the person who killed flanpis was Pliny.


    "Give life forever."


    "Give power forever."


    "What do you mean?" the unharmed Flemish jumped out of the hemispherical white light and stared at Pliny.


    "Did you do all this?"


    "Yes, I did it, former master." Pliny shrugged. "After all, you''ve become waste. Claus doesn''t need you."


    "Wait, what do you mean? There is no reduction in my strength. The production of ''Torch'' should also be completed..."


    Frappe''s eyes fell on the short stick that Pliny took out of the witch''s cloak.


    "Did you extract it first?"


    "Didn''t you say that? It''s useless for you. When the ghost and God attributes of flanpis are mistakenly replaced by the devil attributes by the joint efforts of the two sects, you''ll be useless. No matter how strong you are, don''t forget that you are flanpis and Claus PIs are just a separate role in this world. Don''t get too complacent."


    "Just a doll used as a magic prop, just want to challenge me?"


    "You seem to have forgotten which part of piss and I are one?"


    "I''m not sure I don''t remember," frampis said scornfully with her waist akimbo. "Is it comparable to me now?"


    "When you try to use power to decide which consciousness is the main body of piss, you are already an incurable waste."


    "Hum, how dare --"


    Before the word "say" of flanpis slipped out of her mouth, she found that Pliny was gone.


    The prescient eye did not predict success.


    Then her vision tilted, quickly fell to the horizon, and moved at high speed with a large number of ground fragments of dust - Pliny suddenly reached the side of flanpis, pressed her temple to the ground and rubbed the ground at a speed of mach.


    Without breaking the defense, flanpis pointed her torch to Pliny, who was close to her, and a dark light column full of negative energy rushed to the girl with lavender hair


    (to be continued)