Fighting you is like being in jail.

"..."

However, Leng Chang and Kitahara Iori did not answer, nor did they even seem inclined to speak.

His fists and feet swung forward once again.

Now, Tsukijoin Shinkan's eyes flashed with understanding, and he once again swiftly and powerfully dodged the attack, widening the distance even further than before.

"What? This is no fun at all!"

She crossed her arms behind her head, looking uninterested, and said listlessly.

She was already considering retreating, since being completely outmatched was not a good thing for her.

"See you next time! Little Jianjian doesn't want to play with you guys."

As soon as she finished speaking, she bent her knees and, like a cheetah, leaped off the sidewalk, preparing to leave into the air.

Unexpectedly, at that moment, Leng Chang's eyes flashed with a sharp light, his expression became serious, and golden ring gears appeared behind him.

"A extinguished flame is unaware of the moment it goes out..."

"Trying to escape?! Impossible!"

"You're now within my firing range!"

"Activate your ability!"

Thud!

Ultimate skill extraction completed!

The ultimate move has been extracted—[Spiral Throw!] The thrown object will become a powerful attack.

"what?"

"No way!? Where am I supposed to find something to throw out at a time like this?!"

Leng Jian's expression froze the moment he saw the ultimate move, his eyes filled with despair, and he cried out in terror.

As he ran, he felt the wind rushing past his face, his body felt as heavy as lead, and his thighs, which were exerting force, were filled with resistance.

Tsukijoin Makan leaped up once more, the explosive force of her legs propelling her body further and higher without any sign of stopping.

As expected, it will be out of Leng Chang's sight in a second.

Don't run away... You can't just run away like this!

Leng Chang stared wide-eyed and screamed inwardly, feeling his body sinking and knowing he would never catch up with Tsukihime Shinkan ahead.

Are we just going to let her go like this?

Do not!no!

If she is released... people will be killed, and countless things will become uncontrollable because of her involvement.

Absolutely not!

But... what can I do now?

My body can't keep up... no matter how hard I try to catch up, it's no use!

In just one second, she will be out of my sight after this third jump!

That absolutely cannot be done!

I absolutely will not allow such a dangerous guy to escape from here!

She's the only one who can threaten Xiaoyuan and the others; we absolutely cannot let her go!

absolute!

But now... that only hope is gone.

My ultimate move is completely useless now!

I lost?

Did they lose because of bad luck?

Do not!

How could I possibly admit to something like that!

I am determined to create a world that is completely in my own hands!

Let everyone laugh and enjoy themselves under my protection!

I am COMMON COLD—! The only divine mouth that transcends the Law of the Circle!

In that very moment when Leng Chang was lost in thought.

Kitahara Iori suddenly appeared in Leng Chang's field of vision. His hands swung powerfully and rhythmically, and noticing Leng Chang's stiffness, he looked at him with a questioning gaze and asked solemnly:

"What happened!? What did you draw!?"

This moment, this instant!

Leng Chang stared wide-eyed at Kitahara Iori, his gaze gradually sharpening. It was a sign of understanding, a sudden realization, and a pleasant surprise!

“…”

"No! Why are you looking at me?! Say something! I'm getting really anxious if you don't speak—! Answer me! Leng Chang! What did you draw?! Why are you looking at me like that?!"

Kitahara Iori sensed something was wrong. His face darkened, and he broke out in a cold sweat as an indescribable, unknown fear rose within him.

The next moment, Leng Chang grinned, revealing his teeth, and his eyes shone with a sharp light of enlightenment. A sense of sudden realization, as if a puzzle had been solved, swept over his mind.

"laugh--!"

He laughed, a laugh more joyful than ever before! A laugh that was more sinister than ever before!

"Ha ha ha ha ha ha ha ha!"

A violent laugh echoed across Leng Chang's face. His face was full of wrinkles and muscles were bulging. The twisted and tangled muscle fibers on his face were clearly visible at this moment, like the arrival of a ghost face.

"No! What are you laughing at?! What's there to laugh about me?! Answer me, Leng Chang! Answer me!!"

Kitahara Iori sensed something was wrong, but couldn't pinpoint what it was, so she could only watch Leng Chang do nothing.

The two ran side by side on the sidewalk at roughly the same speed, chasing after the fleeing Chikujoin Makan. All they could hear was the sound of the wind and Leng Chang's laughter, and the powerful reaction force of their running made their feet land on the ground.

Snapped!

Suddenly, Leng Chang placed his hand on Kitahara Iori's shoulder. Leng Chang's eyes shone with a stronger sense of relief and emotion than ever before. If he could, he would want to be moved to tears.

"Iori... my superhero. The last hope of the whole village, it's so good to be able to fight alongside you."

"?"

Just as Kitahara Iori slowly typed a question mark and cast a puzzled look at Leng Chang.

The hand that was pressing on his shoulder suddenly grabbed him! A force dissipated his weight, and he felt the world spinning around him as he was lifted up in a daze.

Leng Chang grabbed Kitahara Iori and glared at Tsukijouin Makan in front of him with the most standard throwing posture, throwing him out with all his might!

"One — Kill"

"Place Iori's and my hands together... Oppa!

"At the moment when a distant soul and my palm overlap, the legendary power will descend upon the world!"

"Spinning Thrust - Kitahara Iori—!"

"With hope... let's soar into the sky!"

Swish!

Leng Chang threw it forward with all his might. The Kitahara Iori in his hand flew forward in a spiral thrust the moment it left his hand, as fast as lightning.

"Go, Iori!"

With his fists clenched tightly, Leng Chang looked ahead with hope, his eyes gleaming with conviction and a deep sense of bond as he watched Kitahara Iori being thrown away.

At that moment, Kitahara Iori, soaring into the sky, departed with hope and the sacrifice of victory.

In his final moments, he did not forget to bid farewell to Leng Yong with his last bit of strength.

"R——N——M——!"

He became light!

It transformed into a white light and instantly struck Chikujoin Shinkan's fleeing back!

Bang-!

"Puha!!"

Upon being struck, Tsukijima Shinkan's pupils contracted, his body arched back in mid-air, blood spurting from his mouth. His golden, vertical feline pupils shrank to needle size, trembling with shock.

She never expected to be attacked so suddenly, even though she had already escaped. Even bullets couldn't hit her instantly, yet she was struck.

Chapter Sixty-Four: Please Subscribe (4500 words) You really have a heart that will never give up on harming me!

Poof!

Tsukijoin Shinkan fell from mid-air onto the sidewalk, his forehead slamming heavily against the concrete, his entire body flat on the ground.

The blood she spat out in the air splattered onto the ground in front of her, forming splattered shapes.

Then, Kitahara Iori fell from the sky in pain, landing heavily on Tsukijoin Masami's lower back. The weight made her body tremble, and she spat out another mouthful of blood.

In an instant, she couldn't catch her breath, her body went limp, and she vanished in a small blue cube.

She was crushed to death on the sidewalk by Kitahara Iori's butt.

"Who am I! Where am I?! You bastard, you tricked me!"

Kitahara Iori snapped out of her daze and immediately launched into a tirade of abuse at Leng Chang, who was still in a throwing motion, completely losing her composure.

"Nice! Iori! You successfully defeated the enemy! There's nothing I can do about it, that's just how the special move works, you know that."

Leng Chang gave a thumbs-up, a triumphant smile spreading across his face. For some reason, he felt a surge of triumphant exhilaration, as if from a fierce battle. His dark eyes gleamed with the joy of victory as he gazed ahead.

"..."

No way! I have to find a chance for you to experience this feeling too.

Jiejiejiejie

After a brief silence, Kitahara Iori sighed, slowly stood up from the ground, patted his pants, pinched the bridge of his nose, rubbed the corners of his mouth to stop the upward curve of his lips, and his eyes shone with a more excited light than ever before.

After calming himself down, he said magnanimously:

"Fine, I'm magnanimous and won't hold it against you. So, is that settled?"

He stood on the sidewalk, feeling the sunlight overhead, and was filled with a sense of sunshine after the rain.

"All done. Let's go find the others and meet up."

"OK!"

After saying that, the two left the crime scene without looking back.

But as they left, a girl with short white hair peeked out from behind the tree trunk that had been making strange noises, staring ahead.

Meteora Estrelaich, that's her name.

The scattered blue cubes and the vanished body were constant proof of Chikujoin Shinkan's death.

At this moment, she was mostly worried.

The hand holding the book tightened involuntarily, trembling slightly.

His blue eyes were fixed on Leng Chang and Kitahara Iori, and his short white hair swayed slightly from his trembling hands.

After confirming that Leng Chang and Kitahara Iori had completely left, he let out a heavy sigh of relief, relaxed his arms, and finally felt the warmth of the sunlight.

Are these two people who specialize in hunting down created beings?

Am I also a target to be hunted?

Or are you also creations?

......

Meteora quickly reunited with Sota and Serega.