Otto's daily life

Chapter 713: Saiga: “I knock!”

Saiga didn't care about the little kid who suddenly appeared. His attention was now on Belia, or to be more precise, on the malice that was everywhere on Belia.

"There are even more annoying things." His tone was full of disgust.

The malice has a greater impact on Miracle. To him, the disembodied half, it is like a gangster pestering his mother... no... his sisters.

Hmm... When I think of this, I feel even more disgusted, especially since the other party is still around.

Saiga's aura became even more fierce. He didn't expect that the other party could gather so much malicious intent.

This is just right, as it saves him from running around, and he still has a limited time to fight Noah.

Finish it early and go home early.

Saga's gaze met Belia who was in chaos. The corners of his eyes were almost torn, and from time to time some extremely thick liquid overflowed from them.

"It won't last long." He whispered softly.

Belia's body is about to collapse. Once he collapses, he will completely become a slave to malice, wandering between death and life, and will not be tolerated in this world.

He smacked his lips, wondering whether the other party would like this consequence or not.

Although Saijia's thoughts were wandering, he acted decisively and with two bangs, he dispersed the black fog that blocked everyone's vision, restoring their vision to a clear state.

"Ah!" Belia roared at him ferociously. Ominous red lines flowed on the surface of his body. From a distance, it looked like his body was cracked by the internal energy. It was terrifying.

Without any hesitation, Saga dodged and appeared in front of Belia face to face. He looked at his reflection in the other's dark pupils with a grim expression. "Servants of darkness, go back to where you belong," he said.

As soon as he thought of it, a stream of light danced, and a small instrument that looked extremely familiar appeared on his wrist.

"Palaji?" Xiaozhi's eyes sparkled, and he was looking forward to its appearance.

Saiga took a look, sensed the energy in his body that did not belong to him, and curled his lips. That thing called Paraji was good-looking but useless. It was at most an energy concentrator. It could gather whatever energy it wanted and use whatever energy it wanted. This time, it gathered the power of hope, but under Saiga's angry pinch, he directly took the lead and pushed it aside.

But it's okay, he can do it, whether it's making weapons or using them.

Saiga is ready to go, let me show you some skills.

As the thought came to mind, another silvery-white light rose from the other hand.

He controlled Paraji, who had restored his true form, and swung down with a slap. The triangular weapon hit Belia's face, briefly bringing his consciousness back to him.

"You!" Before Belia could fully wake up, he saw the big face approaching him. The strange yet familiar face made his heart skip a beat, "Sai..."

Before he could utter the last few words, he fell into chaos again.

"?" Saijia paused with his raised wrist. Eh? Did he call him? He regained consciousness.

He hit it a few more times tentatively.

"bump!"

"you!"

"bump!"

"you!"

"bump!"

"you!"

After a few times, Saga, who found some fun, almost broke Belia. There was nothing he could do. It was a rare opportunity for him to wake up, and when he saw something interesting, how could he not be happy?

Finally, he reluctantly put down the shield that he used as a hammer, sighed regretfully, and decided not to play anymore.

In order to prevent him from "tempting" him at close range, Saijia kept his distance and with a flip of his wrist, the silver-white ball of light spread out in front of him, forming a transparent film. Against the backdrop of the light, it was like a transparent crystal rotating under a neon light, refracting the light shining on it.

The smile on Saiga's face faded, and he returned to his serious look. He opened his arms, clasped his hands together, and the Shield of Paraji changed its form, becoming a bowstring taller than him.

He moved his hands forward and backward as if exerting force, and the bow stretched outward in accordance with his movements. A brilliant arrow was formed as he moved. Without having to feel it personally, the imposing aura that was overwhelming was enough to shock everyone.

An oppression as heavy as a mountain poured down, and for a moment, the place became quiet, with countless eyes fixed here.

Xiao Guang in the distance thought about it, took out the camera specially developed by Hikari, found the right angle, and prepared to shoot.

The direction that Saga was aiming at was not Belia, but the transparent water mirror that he extended.

His eyes were blazing, and a streak of light flashed by, accompanied by a lightning-like sharp sound.

Without giving others time to react, the water mirror suddenly dimmed, and the next moment, it was daybreak.

Countless stars light up in the universe, just like the starry sky in the deep mountains and valleys in summer. Looking up, I am shocked by the vastness of the universe, and the smile in my eyes and the stars above my head complement each other.

Amidst the layers of gradient colors, a ray of starlight lit up, and in an instant, the stars lit up like a prairie fire.

Faint lights appear everywhere in the universe. One light is not very eye-catching, but what about hundreds, thousands, tens of thousands... and billions?

Countless faint lights form a galaxy, and the extremely bright silk in the depths of the universe connects to the light of hope in the hearts of all living beings.

Miracle moment.

"What is this?" Mirror Knight muttered, staring blankly at the small mirror beside him. It was an object completely different from the mirror he conjured up.

He felt an inexplicable power. As long as he looked at it, endless power surged into his heart, adding a bit of warmth.

Countless small mirrors flashed before them, and when they were gently shaken, a pleasant sound like the sound of a silver bottle popping out.

As they watched, tiny streaks of "lightning" flew out from inside in an instant, splitting the "darkness" around them.

What was even more brilliant and splendid was that in Belia's space, even from a long distance away, they could still see tiny rays of light coming one after another, carrying each other's faith in the future, and heading towards the darkness.

Xiaoguang spread out her palms, savoring the feelings they brought her.

It's a completely different light from Tiga's.

"As long as you have infinite imagination about the future and firmly believe that you can create the future, miracles and hope will eventually come." Tiga's gentle voice came from behind, and he slowly walked to her side.

Enjoy the rare beauty.

Xiao Guang tilted his head and asked in surprise: "Why does it feel like a conceptual power?"

Tiga raised his chin slightly, looking very much in agreement: "Light is inherently idealistic. In Earth's language, light can be considered matter or an element, but in terms of the relationship between existence and thinking, it is the unity of the two..."

Diga: "..."

Tiga stopped talking because he saw Xiaoguang's small eyes. He coughed twice and stopped instilling philosophy into her. Instead, he summarized it in one sentence: "In short, if something happens, call for help. You can call me or Saga."

Xiaoguang was obviously choked and speechless. Could it be so simple?

Ps:

Tiga: Endorse, endorse it to me vigorously, keep learning till you die, Xiaoguang failed the ideological and political education!