Chapter 251
The breeze blew and her clothes fluttered. The young girl had a cold expression on her face. She wore a red vest on her upper body, and inside was a white tight corset that supported her graceful chest. Below her was a fair waist, giving off a very sexy smell. On her lower body was a pair of black pants, red and white sports shoes. She was valiant and elegant, like a goddess from high above, and also like a young, beautiful, and wild girl full of wildness.
Her cold gaze swept slightly and saw that Ayame was still lying unconscious on the ground. A ray of lightning flashed through the young girl's blood-red pupils, and a strong aura immediately spread out.
With a thought, the power gently lifted her body, and her graceful figure moved horizontally. Her speed was as fast as teleportation, leaving behind a blurred afterimage. In a flash, she moved horizontally in front of Ayame.
The new red-haired girl still used Ayaka as her main body, but she had Hongye's emotions and soul. Ayaka named her identity after the fusion as "Hongya". One was to commemorate Hongye, and the other was because she had a head of blood-red hair after the fusion.
Probably because the two of them came from the same source, the effect of this fusion had already surpassed the other people's fusion. It was not purely Planet Metamor Form fusion technique, nor was it the fusion technique that Namekian used to turn into energy.
Ayaka was a perfect existence in itself. Although Hongye was a clone, she also had extremely high potential. Moreover, the two of them were from the same root, so when they suddenly merged together, the effect of the fusion would multiply. The most obvious thing was the increase in energy. Hongya didn't know her current realm, but there was a brand new power flowing through her body. It was even more condensed and powerful than before!
A completely different person.
"Bo!" A strange electric wave trembled a few times at his fingertips and entered Ayame's chest. With a whimper, Ayame slowly woke up, and the energy he had consumed miraculously recovered.
Seeing the red-haired, elegant, and fashionable woman in front of her, a trace of confusion flashed across Ayame's delicate face, and she kept changing her expression, "Hongye, no… that woman does not have this kind of temperament." Her two eyes suddenly widened, and she asked incredulously, "Mom?"