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Asakura Riku almost peed: "That's too scary, let's say goodbye!"

Beria: "Then you stack up the paintings and fold them into paper airplanes. I'll give you a Children's Day gift to make sure you come out on top!"

Asakura Riku: "Huh?"

Although I don't know what this is intended to do, it sounds more reliable than having a crushing stone on my chest.

He folded a paper airplane on the spot and came out, blew gently towards the nose of the plane, and then threw it upwards.

The paper plane rushed towards the blazing sun hanging on the sky, but was quickly pulled by gravity, spiraling downwards, and was about to land.

"Tch, what's so interesting about this."

An angry voice came, as if he wanted to embarrass Asakura Riku.

At this time, Beria stretched out his right index finger and raised it.

A strange wind appeared, carrying the paper plane that was about to land and circled again.

The parents in the audience didn't care about this "death struggle" and felt that this boring talent show would end soon with the landing of the paper plane.

But then, as Beria's index finger continued to shake, strange winds were generated one after another, holding the paper airplane in circles.

One lap, ten laps, a hundred laps... Instead of landing, the paper plane flew higher and higher.

The parents, teachers, and students in the audience looked increasingly surprised, and whispered to each other in stunned silence.

"This is unscientific! How can this paper airplane stack up and why can it still fly now?"

"This can already apply for a Disney World record. Isn't it high-tech?"

"No, didn't you just use a piece of A4 paper before?"

The audience was noisy with their comments, and looked at Asakura Riku on the stage with increasingly amazed expressions.

"Asakura Riku-san, how did you do that?" The female deskmate with freckles on her face who had some issues with him couldn't help but ask.

"Is there any way to throw airplanes away?" Those students who looked at him through colored glasses also humbly asked for advice.

For these ten-year-old kids, paper airplanes that never land are so cool.

"Xiao Lu, is this a magic trick?" the usually steady English teacher also asked, and the adults also thought this paper airplane was awesome.

Riku Asakura, who had been relatively unpopular in the past, became the focus of the crowd at this moment, and the children in the same school looked at him with admiration.

Asakura Riku, who was receiving the spotlight for the first time, was also a little embarrassed. Although he didn't understand the principle of this, he knew that it was Beria who was doing it.

He quickly turned around, wanting to ask clearly, but he didn't see Beria again, and his expression froze instantly.

Went back.

The joy that Asakura Riku felt just now was no longer there, and was replaced by another peaceful emotion.

Regarding everyone's doubts, he answered with a smile: "There is a hero's power on the plane... He is the hero I long for!"

Moya Aizaki, a sixth grader, came over and asked, "Is the power of the hero the Flash above?"

"No way, is this man in the leather suit really that powerful? If he draws it, he can keep the plane from falling?" Some students were skeptical.

But the fact is that even if Beria disappears, the strange wind still exists, and the paper plane continues to hover and rise.

"Three thousand six hundred and forty-five, three thousand six hundred and forty-six, three thousand six hundred and forty-seven..."

More and more people are counting, and everyone can't help but chant along and record this miracle together.

When the count reached "three thousand six hundred and fifty", the paper plane completely disappeared from everyone's sight and was "submerged" in the dazzling scorching sun overhead.

"Goodbye, father." Young Asakura Riku said softly, with a trace of relief on his face.

Even if he leaves his side temporarily, he will still remember this light and live upright with it.

In order to meet him again ten years later!

……………………

Meanwhile, on the moon "now".

Normal Cero was struggling to support the offensive of Evil Belial. The color timer flashed faster and faster, and he might fall down at any time.

The controlled red-eyed Geed gained a crushing advantage, just like the rampaging Dark Yao Orb, he was about to demolish Dark Lops.

"Bang!" "Boom!"

He held the two head darts removed from Dark Lops' head and used them as crowbars to drag out the Dada inside and cut him into pieces.

"Am I going to stop here? Speaker Yu, Marshal Beria, help!" Dada's wailing became weaker and weaker.

"Kacha!" Just when the red-eyed Geed was about to give Dada a fatal blow, his body stiffened like an electric shock and stopped.

Beria, who was suppressing Zero and beating him, was stunned for a moment, wondering if this was a malfunction?

He issued another order to emphasize: "Son, kill him for me!"

The red-eyed Geed still didn't move, and Asakura Riku's voice came from inside: "No... I'm not your son!"

The extremely evil Beria was horrified and thought how could this be possible!

Even if this guy's consciousness wasn't defeated by himself, he still wouldn't be able to control this body!

In the internal space of "Ged", the nineteen-year-old Riku Asakura is no longer angry.

He looked back at the young Asakura Riku who was looking up at the sun at the campus festival, and unconsciously showed a happy smile.

He remembered it, he remembered it all!

The "dreams" that seemed real and illusory in the past, and the "father" separated by a thin layer of mist, all became clear, touched by him, and became his own experience.

He is not an unwanted child, he also has a father!

A father who will support him and let him be himself instead of becoming a tool!

The gloom deep in my heart was swept away, and the sunshine came in.

The next moment, the space closed by the evil thoughts of Dark Belial also "cleared the clouds and saw the sun", and the dark space suddenly lit up.

The magic cloud above Asakura Lu was dispersed by the bright sunshine, and a familiar paper airplane came with a golden light and landed in his hand.

"What is this, what is this!"

The frightened cries of Dark Belial's evil thoughts came from all directions, and these lights caused him to suffer from burning pain.

Asakura Lu lowered his eyes, a burning heat ignited in his throat, and his vision became blurry.

"This is a gift from my true father."

"This is the best Children's Day gift I've ever received!"

As he shouted, the paper airplane condensed in the golden light and turned into a golden capsule.

That's the capsule of Glorious Cerro.

Asakura Riku tapped the capsule, and the sacred light burst out, dispelling the darkness, and the thick demonic cloud quickly disappeared.

"Here he comes again!" This wisp of dark Beria's evil thoughts roared unwillingly.

He was once again expelled from the consciousness space by the power of Glory Cerro!

No, not expulsion, but obliteration!

"No!" With an unwilling roar, this evil thought was completely erased by this eternal golden light.

The sacred and intense brilliance spread, the black mist was dispersed, and the transformation space was filled with golden light.

Asakura Riku took out the Geed sublimation device: "It's time to end. Let's use the power my father left me to crush your ambition!"

"You go!" He tapped the capsule of Glorious Zero to release its power.

"I go!" He tapped the Belowhite capsule to release its power.

This time, when inserting Bei Laobai's capsule, the vague resistance in the past disappeared.

"Here we go!" Asakura Riku calibrated the GED sublimation device with the two capsules: "Burst out, faith!"