Illimitable Until Death

Chapter 1788: Irrational Acts

Perhaps no one understands what is happening at this moment?

Yes, it is.

Nobody understands.

Even Sylvia didn't understand what was going on.

Sylvia just saw it.

Seeing the irritated teenager raise one of his hands and chop it off.

That's all.

However, this is the extent to which the atmosphere created by the motion is centered around the juvenile's arm and becomes an impact as a whole.

Spin, it "collapses" around.

That's right.

It's "collapse."

As literally meant, in a blast, the surrounding area was crushed as if it were crushed by an overwhelming mass, crushing everything in an instant with merciless destruction.

And that destruction is indefensible.

Just like a teenager's self-righteous speech, this destruction is taking place irrationally.

With Sylvia's omnipotence, we can't find the ability to defend against this destruction.

As such, Sylvia and the rem behind her were devastated by irrational destruction in the first place.

“Boom boom -! ”

In a loud noise, a bridge built on the waterway was suddenly blown up in the corner of Watergate City.

The terrible shock ravaged the bridge, turning it into rubbish like it had been crushed, causing dust, stirring energy and crushing it clean in the explosion.

People closer to the bridge screamed, instantly turning the surrounding area into a panicked purgatory.

And some of these people have even just woken up dreaming, dreaming like a dream, seeing a blasted bridge, going into a state of inactivity.

Just because these people, not so long ago, were on the bridge.

The reason for leaving was because Sylvia sang an exorcism the first time she noticed the anomaly and dispersed the crowd on the bridge.

If that were not the case, then in just one second, the number of victims would pile up into a tragedy.

It was in such circumstances that the teenager did nothing but attack because of passion.

And it was a terrible attack.

“Boom --! ”

The blast waves are still raging, turning the shock into a shock wave, ravaging the water that blew up huge water flowers.

“Huh!”

It wasn't until the next second that one figure held the other, appearing instantly on the edge of the impact, falling from the middle of the sky, stepping on the ground, but still sliding a very long distance.

Sylvia almost instinctively sang the song of space transfer at the first stroke, finally rushing out before being attacked.

However, in order to bring Rem with you, Sylvia was slightly affected and, although not injured, appeared extremely wretched.

“Lord Sylvia! ”

Rem just reacted, screaming with a pale face.

“I'm fine, don't worry. ”

Sylvia returned this sentence, but her pretty face appeared slightly white and her breathing became a little disturbed, seemingly forcing her to look like herself.

But Sylvia wasn't slow.

“Rem! ”

Simply shouting that, Rem understood Sylvia's intentions.

Like I said, Sylvia wants Rem out of here.

And that's the right choice.

The opponent is capable of launching such a terrible attack at random.

That peculiarity of derailment from the world, as well as the strange power of the unknown, is telling Sylvia.

This opponent must do everything in his power.

Sylvia will no longer be able to care about Rem.

“But... but...!? ”

Rem seemed to want to oppose it, but was interrupted by Sylvia's uncommonly tough attitude.

“I know Rem won't run away on his own, but you have to know that I'm not letting you run away, I'm letting you go for help, okay? ”

That is, let Rem go, not just to keep her alive, but to win.

This left Rem speechless and could only regret biting his lips.

(If it's Sister...)

If it's Ram, is there an easy way to solve this desperation?

(Sure, I'm too...)

Rem shook his head and threw it away as his mind flashed through the idea of inferiority.

Rem preferred to follow instructions to his own.

(We must hurry back to find Lord Fangli!

This is the only thing that a weak person can do, and it cannot be abandoned because of his or her own temper.

Rem didn't realize that he had grown up with that idea as well.

If it had been a year ago, Rem would have been swallowed up by exasperated emotions and had taken care of everything to attack the enemy in front of him.

And now Rem doesn't.

Because she doesn't belong to herself anymore, she belongs to something in the square.

“Mmm...! ”

Now that Rem had bitten his teeth, he did not hesitate to break out of Sylvia's arms and immediately rushed in the direction of the Water Feather Pavilion.

Naturally, this is not allowed.

“Without dialogue, I want to deprive myself of my right to an equal dialogue, and now I leave without permission, to divert my gaze from what I should be looking at, that is, not to respect me, not to respect the common sense of the world, to despise, contempt, and look down on my existence. To what extent do you want to trample me? Huh?”

As the chatter was filled with insane sounds, the intangible attack came again.

However, this time it was activated not in the form of a blast, but in the form of a cut.

“Boom --! ”

Just as the atmosphere itself became a knife blade, the impact scraped from the direction of the blasted bridge, cutting open the shore pavement in a depleted and decaying manner, causing strong winds and dust in the sky, as the avalanche approached Rem.

With Rem's ability, it is impossible to avoid such attacks.

And just as Rem prepared his defense, the song sounded.

“----DEAR_FRIEND, I_WANT_TO_BECLOSE_TO_YOU, BUT_I_HAVE_TO_BE_SEPARATED_FROM_YOU (Dear friend, I want to be close to you but have to be separated from you) ————”

It's not a defensive song, it's a spatial interference song.

The song rippled and covered the rem.

Suddenly, Rem disappeared.

The blade of the atmosphere fell in the blast, only to cut the earth open and cut all the buildings on the way forward.

Both the blast and the blast became loud and began to ravage.

Sylvia just relieved herself, lifting her curtains and looking forward.

There, as if they were coming out of the water, the teenager took some unhappy steps and approached this way.

“disrespect, disrespect, disrespect, disrespect, disrespect, this is simply bad behavior, I am obviously easy to satisfy, as long as you can put me in your eyes, I think it is enough, but you have not done it, can not satisfy without taking away from others the already few rights? That's enough, I...”

Juveniles like those who talked abruptly about distortion suddenly stopped.

“Oh, oh...”

Instead, there were some surprises, surprises and surprises.

The teenager stared closely at Sylvia.

What emerges in your eyes is joy.

Or a love affair.