boom!

The 58th floor collapsed in an instant, and the sound of Igula on the 57th floor was drowned out by the roar of steel and stones.

Although there was thunder and fire upstairs, Ash's attention was already drawn to the pile of moving rubble.

Suddenly his sleeve was tugged. He looked down and saw his daughter with a conflicted expression and tears in her big eyes.

"Don't, don't go," Diya uttered a few words with difficulty: "You can't win..."

"At this time, you just need to say 'thank you, brother Ash'." Ash reached out to wipe away the tears on her face, but it made her face even dirtier, just like a little cat: "Besides, you can't escape now. If I don't go, will you go?"

A smile appeared on Yaxiu's lips. He half-knelt down and gently touched the back of Diya's head: "Don't worry, I am the first on the Art List, and An Nan hasn't drawn a picture for me yet."

Warmth and happiness quickly swept through Diya's body, clearing the haze in her heart and stopping the tears on her face. At the same time, Diya felt a little itchy all over her body, and when she looked down, she found that all the scars were healing faster.

Miracle, special love, happy sword.

"Besides, I have a secret weapon."

Secret weapon?

Diya was slightly startled. Just when she was about to ask, she felt a burning temperature on her face. Her gaze was deeply attracted by the tenderness in Ash's eyes. Her soul seemed to melt in those eyes. She was a little dazed for a moment.

They had seen that look before.

In the eyes of Banji.

In the eyes of Sword Princess.

But I never thought that someone would look at me like this.

For a moment, not only Diya, the White Queen, and the Black Butler, but even the Red Death who was determined to die, couldn't help but feel jealous of the youngest sister.

What they didn't see was that when Ash turned and walked towards the rubble, the fiery affection in his eyes had turned into his strength.

Miracle, love, sword.

After strengthening himself, Ash didn't feel the "power surge up", but he felt that his sword was more stable, his steps were faster, and there were fewer distracting thoughts in his mind. He felt as if he was back in high school, with only one firm goal in his mind -

Win, and survive with Liz and Igula!

Miracle Sword Painting!

Miracle · Angry Sword!

The moment the secret guard broke free from the rubble, Ash swung out with three swords, rushing towards the Black Knight like a dark red meteor!

clang!

The transparent miracle barrier blocked the charge of all sharp blades, and the dark red meteor stopped ten feet away. The Black Knight calmly took out the Gospel and looked at Ash calmly.

At this moment, Diya suddenly reacted.

Could the secret weapon Ash mentioned be...

…

Hiding under the table to form a safe triangle, Igula, who had finally survived the collapsed building, now tried his best to open his resonance chamber, trying to let his voice penetrate the heavy rocks:

"Ash, don't count on the Demonic Windbreaker! The Secret Guard can use Gospel Points to resist the healing mental suggestion!"

…

Demonic windbreaker and twisted mask.

Ash looked like he had walked out of the top-ranked work on the Art List. His figure was completely imprinted in the pupils of the secret guards.

The dark red paint of the windbreaker spread into a sea of ​​blood, the collapsed corridor twisted into the intestines of a monster, the light reflected a colorful erosion, and then everything collapsed and fell down.

In a trance, the secret guard found himself standing on the beach.

Before his eyes was a dark turbid tsunami that was dozens of feet high. A huge floating boat woven from fingernails was riding on the crest of the waves. Ash stood on the bow and blew the horn. Thunder snakes surged in the sky, and the earth wailed and shook. The Black Sea followed suit and sang in carnival. The whole world was falling into an unstoppable destruction!

"Is this the mind detection of the Demon Windbreaker..." The secret guard was very calm: "My mind faction is also gold-level, I didn't expect that Ash Seath's mind faction is higher than mine, and he can even pull me into this illusion."

'But that's all.'

A black and silver gospel book appeared in front of the secret guard, and it raised its hand and gently patted the cover of the book.

Ring, ring, ring…

As the sweet and melodious gospel came down, the sky that was covered with dark clouds gradually cleared up, the sun shone brightly, and the sky was as blue as the sea; the collapsed and shaking earth became stable and peaceful, and spring came with blooming flowers and shady trees.

The sound of the trumpet was gradually replaced by the holy sound of the gospel, which soothed the tsunami, purified the Black Sea, and even the phantom of Ash knelt down to repent, dissolving in the sacred and solemn gospel to atone for his sins.

The secret guards were not surprised at this. It was the walking creature of Queen Yisu and a follower of the Omniscient Weaver. Under the protection of the great gospel, nothing in the world could compete with it.

All evil will be destroyed by the gospel, and all harm will be offset by the gospel.

Because at this moment, it represents the will of the gospel... huh?

The secret guard found that he had not escaped from this illusion.

Moreover, Ash's illusion had clearly been shattered, but the floating boat he was riding on still remained on the sea.

There was also a slender figure on the floating boat.

As the boat approached the beach, the guard could no longer maintain his calm and indifferent attitude, and even his armor began to tremble. When the boat ran aground on the beach, the guard even forgot his own rules of keeping secrets and said in a trembling voice:

"Your Majesty?"

But it quickly shook its head and took two steps back: "No, you are not Her Majesty the Queen. Who are you?"

"I'm certainly not that old witch anymore."

The Black Witch walked down from the floating boat and stepped barefoot on the soft sand. "As for who I am, can't you guess it? Aren't you here to find me?"

The secret guard tightly grasped the Gospel, as if it could make his words more convincing: "But you can't be Princess Lisdiya. The armor-wearing sanctification is not over yet. She won't... I understand, you are one of the magic spirits who bewitched the princess!"

"Bewitching Princess... hehe..."

The black witch laughed and said, "Did the old witch tell you this reason, or do you want to deceive yourself? Forget it, let's not talk about that unlucky old woman. But I have been honest with you, but you are unwilling to take off your helmet? -"

"—my dear aunt."

The secret guard touched his face subconsciously.

The black knight's helmet that had been covering her face since she became an adult, the mask that she had never taken off for more than ten years, was now gone. When the sun shone directly on her face and the wind blew directly on her skin, she felt so unfamiliar.

When you hide in a suit of armor for more than ten years, you will only feel that the sunlight is the sun licking you with its tongue, and the wind is the devil in the air caressing you.

The black witch and the black knight are of different ages, identities, and generations, but they have exactly the same appearance.

"No wonder the old witch wants you to wear helmets."

The Black Witch looked at the secret guard who looked exactly like her, and her tone was both sarcastic and pitying: "It's really disgusting to see a group of people who look exactly like me."