Chapter 710: No road race! No road race! No road race!

Chapter 710 No Road Race! No road race! No road race!
The waves slapped against the reef, rolled up the white foam and then faded.
Then there was a new wave of waves rushing toward the shore one after another.
Ebb and flow, coming and going.
A young girl stood by the beach, her eyes fixed on the sea.
It has been a day since the girl’s former home, Tiandao Palace, sank into the ocean.
She wore a black cloak with a petite figure that did not match her body, and her childish face, but she possessed far more perseverance than her peers.
She thought,
Life is the same, it's just gathering and parting again and again.
Before meeting Will Amina again, I will surely permeate my beliefs, in the Court of Battle and the Alley of Asura, as a fire-mist fighter, maintain a high spirit and keep fighting.
The waves were still beating on the reef, and the girl squatted down, tore the packaging bag open, holding a piece of pineapple bread and began to nibble.
When Will Emina bid farewell, this was the last gift left.
The girl had some regrets, she felt a little regretful, and thought it would be something more memorable.
Hmm, that's not right.
The girl shook her head fiercely.
Will Amina just left because she recognized her identity as a fire-mist fighter and felt that it was okay to hand it over to herself-the "scorching bruiser".
This is a good thing.
Can not act like a baby.
She nibbled the bread quickly, and when she finished eating the last piece, whether it was Tiandao Palace, her miss for Will Amina, and Xiao Bai, all were buried in the ocean of memory.
And with a brand-new identity-a thing that has been decided since consciously, and then yesterday under the large-scale attack of the Red World Army, relying on his own judgment, he will become a fire-mist fighter without any hesitation. Journey.
Think so.
However, halfway through the pineapple bread left by Will Amina, a light board with a blue texture suddenly appeared before her eyes, as well as words constantly refreshing upwards.
"Alastel, do you see it?"
The girl lowered her head and asked towards the pendant on her chest.
The pendant is a crimson gem with sparks shining like stars.
This is the contractor of the girl.
Every Fire Mist Warrior has a contractor from the Red World, and their mission is to maintain the order and balance of the world, and to conquer the existence of human beings who have come from the Red World to satisfy selfish desires.
The contractor of the young girl is the supernormal existence of the Red World in charge of specific powers, embodying the laws of the Red World, and one of the pillars named "God", the God of God Alastel.
At this moment, facing the girl's question, she showed a sleepy voice.
"What do you see?"
The girl pointed to the light board in front of her, "Can't you see this?"
"Sorry, I really can't understand what you are referring to."
The sparks in the crimson pendant are shining.
Even if he didn't understand, the voice of God of Punishment was still low and majestic.
"It seems that you really can't see it. Is it a special free law? No, there is no free law that can hide from Alastel's eyes."
Talking, the girl stretched out her finger and clicked on the empty light board. The God of Heaven's Punishment also fell silent, waiting for the follow-up.
【Please enter the name】
The scorching conqueror.
This is the title just won.
If it was earlier, the girl would not even know what to enter.
Because Will Amina, the maid who took care of the girl in the Heavenly Dao Palace, and a boneless boy, they were too clumsy and never mentioned the concept of "name".
Even now, the maiden still calls herself a "scorching-eyed crusader", or collectively called the Fire Mist Warrior.
"Aozora: A scorching-eyed crusader? Firemist Warrior? The weapon is the Odachi of Shidenchana?"
Although Ye You's memory 16 years ago was vague, all the information he obtained after condensing his spiritual power was deeply in the sea of ​​consciousness.
And "Shakugan No Shana" is the one that I revisited not long ago.
At this moment, Ye You didn't know what stage she was in, saying that the Shana girl might not understand, but the Fire Mist Warrior and Zhi Dianzhe were enough to reveal a lot of information.
And the girl frowned,
"The burned-eyed conqueror: Who are you?"
"Qingkong: My name is Ye You."
Ye You answered as he went to the square of the town of origin in the chat room, and began to construct the "gate of dimension".
In the past, the Phoenix Academy was a real loss, and there was no time to communicate, and now he was unable to establish contact with his original world.
Therefore, Ye You now starts to build the door of the dimension as long as new people join the chat room.
"The scorching scorching-eyed conqueror: Don't pretend to be a fool, I am not asking this. Why do you know who I am? Who are you?"
"Neet Ji: He is just an insignificant loli control, and he knows everything about loli."
"The scorching-eyed conqueror: What is this? The free method of communication?"
"Asuna: Free Law?"
"Azora: It's similar to magic. You simply understand it as the difference in the energy that is used to reveal the secret. It is the magic that drives the magic, and the free law is the power of existence."
Oh, I got it.
Asuna hammered the palm.
It is the magic of another system.
Only the nouns are different.
It feels almost the same if you change the free law to magic spell, and the power of existence to magic power.
The girl frowned,
"The burned-eyed conqueror: Are you kidding me?"
"Aozora: No. I'm really explaining it seriously."
"The scorching-eyed crusader: No road race!"
"Aozora: Coming! Coming! Please use your voice!"
"The scorching blazer: No road race! No road race!"
The girl exited the chat room angrily.
"Do you really see what I can't see?"
God of Punishment Alastel asked.
"……Yes."
The girl got up, turned her back to the sea, and stepped forward.
Alastel was silent for a long time and said: "If it is not an illusory thing, you should treat it with caution. Can you elaborate on what you see?"
Describe the girl as concisely as possible.
"In other words, this is a channel for information exchange. It's incredible."
The God of Punishment admires, but also vigilant.
After all, this is something not even visible to Him.
Alastel would not suspect that his contractor had hallucinations, nor would he think that the girl would deceive him.
He had watched the girl grow up since he was a child, and Alastel knew exactly how noble character the girl in front of him had.
"For the scorching crusaders, you can try to get in touch with the people in the chat room, and you may have unexpected gains."
The girl paused: "What do you think?"
Alastel said solemnly: "They are very likely to be people in a different world, but even we don't even know it.
"Different world?"
The God of Punishment said: "The Red World is also a different world relative to this world. Then, it is not surprising that other different worlds exist for a long time."