How to go through the script when dressed as a disabled male protagonist?

Here is a Kusuo Amen who finished eating coffee pudding.

At night, the three people who went out to search for information all came back.

Jojima Inu and Kakimoto Chikuchi stood on both sides of the sofa, reported their respective information, and followed from the bottom of their hearts Rokudo Mukuro who led them out of the nightmare land.

"Master Mu, the King of Sheep is a person with supernatural powers who can manipulate gravity. We can't get close to him. We are worried that the melee combat attack will be ineffective. Will his supernatural power affect your illusion?"

"It doesn't matter, his men are his weakness."

"Yes."

"Master Mukuro... that person No.2 doesn't seem to meet your contractor requirements."

"Incompleteness is not terrible, what is terrible is the incomplete and useless people."

After listening to Liu Dao Mu, he briefly answered the two people who are both followers and companions. He grabbed the void in front of him, and the mist of illusion formed a trident.

The trident tapped down lightly, making a metal-like collision sound.

"Raibo Street is a treasure trove of geomantic omens. Both of them are excellent, but they haven't been absorbed by other forces yet... Dog, Qianzhong, the intelligence collection can be over. I have already met two of the three people on Fengtai's ranking. People, it doesn’t matter if No.3 can’t be found for the time being.”

His red pupils symbolize the six realms of reincarnation, the power brought about by human experiments.

"Two people will be solved tonight."

Feng, who was locked in this house, was too exposed, his eyes were numb, and he seemed to be desperate for the status quo.

There is only one word in his heart.

[Liu Dao Mu, you have found the wrong person! ! ! 】

The real successor of the ten generations of Vongola, Tsunayoshi Sawada sneezed and rubbed his nose on the bus to Yokohama, and looked at the group of people who set off with him in the same despair.

Why did Senior Skylark also join in the fun!

If you lie on the top of the bus and blow the air, isn't that considered a crowd?

Li Baoen sat next to him, fastened his seat belt, like a good and law-abiding baby, obsessed with being cute every day.

The number one killer was planning in his heart.

The city of Yokohama seems to be the territory of the port mafia.

This time, it is not a situation of meeting brothers and sisters for Vaulting Horse and Stupid Gang. The first meeting between the foreign Italian mafia and the local Japanese mafia family may happen in Yokohama.

Yokohama City, I hope that the organization that has just ended the civil strife will not target Liudaoku.

otherwise--

Tsk, everyone wants a good seedling.

Teenagers have the strongest plasticity and are in the age group that can show their potential the most. After a few years of training, they are the most suitable for cultivating loyalty to the organization.Moreover, illusionists have always been a specialty of Italy, and rarely circulated to other overseas organizations. This does not mean that foreign forces are no longer eyeing them.

Li Baoen murmured: "Even if Liu Dao Mu is lost, it must be exchanged for someone of equal value..."

"What are you talking about?" Tsunayoshi Zetian felt that Bao En was talking, and looked over suspiciously.

"No." Li Baoen smiled innocently.

Sawada Tsunayoshi shuddered for some reason. After Li Baoen arrived, his ancestral super-intuitive sense raised the alarm every day to the point of numbness. Ordinary dangers could no longer arouse his chills.

A modern city with a busy port trade business is just around the corner...

Under the night, the five buildings in the city center stand in the distance, and together with the Ferris wheel, they become landmark buildings, which are reflected in the eyes of every traveler who comes to the city.

"Wow! So beautiful!"

"This is the second largest city in Japan, and it looks very lively at night!"

"Yokohama, Master Rambo wants to eat specialties!"

"Hey, have you arrived yet..."

The bus slowly drove into the entrance of the block, and Hibari Kyouya sat up on the roof, his school uniform jacket was blown by the cool summer night wind on his shoulders, causing him to press his hands on his shoulders.

His indifference and maverick was also tolerated by the city, and passers-by were not surprised.

——It’s just a lot more strange than this person.

This makes Hibari Kyouya, who loves and cherishes that land deeply, feel a little good.

"Will there be a lot of carnivores?"

He was attracted by the strong Yokohama of the same age that Li Baoen said, so far he has retained a skeptical attitude, but when he arrived in Yokohama, his fighting instincts had already begun to become excited.

The darkness under a city depends on the degree of prosperity.

To be able to maintain order in a large modern port city, with continuous logistics, and not many police stations, there must be a superior who controls the overall situation behind it.He believes that even if such a superior person is not a strong person, there will be strong people under him, and these people will be his next challenge target!

In the old, weak, sick and disabled sheep organization, the disappearance of a ten-year-old sheep member did not arouse suspicion for a moment, and everyone thought he couldn't help but ran out to play.

Then, the boy who was shorter than Central Plains Zhong Ye came back with his head down, holding a cold weapon in his hand.

Zhong Yuanzhong also glanced after he came out: "Only a part of the trident? Picked it up?"

The boy nodded, timidly silent.

"be careful."

Zhong Yuanzhong only said this advice, and didn't care about his hobby of picking up things.

The boy followed behind him, and was about to follow Chuya Nakahara's room all the way. Nakahara Nakaya couldn't help but said, "Kimura, do you have anything to say to me?"

The boy handed the trident in front of him, and Zhong Yuanzhong also laughed: "I don't need this kind of thing."

With his hands in his pockets, Zhong Yuanzhong basically has no exposed skin. He also wears a coat and a T-shirt in summer, and under the hood of the sweater is a fair and handsome face.

He no longer trusts the sheep members wholeheartedly, but he is still soft-hearted.

So he reluctantly took the trident.

"This toy..."

The boy's hand trembled, and the trident, which was sharper than it looked, easily scratched the opponent's skin, and Zhong Yuanzhong also let out a "hiss", looking at the back of his hand, it was just a small bloodstain.His first reaction to being hurt was not to blame the other party, but to comfort him generously: "It's okay, you were careless too."

The boy went back blankly with the trident.

Zhong Yuanzhong also frowned: "Has my prestige in their hearts decreased so much?"

He pressed his hand on the bloodstain on the back of his hand, trying to suppress the boredom in his heart.

sheep.

It was originally his home...

In the ward of the clinic, there were two beds, and Hyakkimaru was lying on the single bed against the wall, with his body sideways, his eyes that would never close seemed to look at Osamu Dazai one night.The white sheets of the hospital bed, plus a beautiful boy with disabled limbs, can easily arouse some bad excitement.

Cruelty is a kind of horror, and horror can also be a kind of beauty.

Hyakkimaru always makes people want to disassemble the body and place it like a beauty in a box.Looking at his lifeless and indifferent face, touching the warmth and heartbeat of his chest, I was shocked by the meaning of being alive.

When Mr. Mori made his ward rounds at night, he could only lament that children are just children.

"Dazai-kun, remember to cover him with a quilt."

Osamu Dazai stretched out an arm from the bed, unable to pull the quilt under Hyakkimaru. After sensing his actions, Hyakkimaru sat up by himself and took out the quilt to cover it.

Mori Ogai closed the door of the ward and went back to rest. Living in the port mafia is not as safe as living in the clinic.

Alas, who made him an unpopular and hard-working leader?

Without Mr. Mori, Osamu Dazai exposed his head and met those unreal gray-brown eyes.

"Hyakkimaru's will has reached the limit of human beings."

【Going to sleep, Dororo. 】

"Don't lose."

【Good night. 】

"Sleeping... Tomorrow, I will watch the joke of the little dwarf. People who always trust others... will die..."

The boy who fell asleep had the face of an angel, peaceful and beautiful, with soft and fluffy brown hair close to black, a white bandage wrapped around his right eye under the hair, and his skin lacked healthy blood. He let go of all his defenses and handed over the work of guarding the safety to the other party.

mean--

Even if you kill him, he will accept it with a smile.

Hyakkimaru had no chance to witness such a scene, and kept imagining "Dororo" before falling asleep.

However, the white flame of life distorted his outline of the human face.

"Dororo" like white cotton candy.

[It's so sweet. 】

Hyakkimaru didn't want the dust to get on "her", and stared at "her" into a misty sleep.

His dream had lost its color and was nothingness.

……

Liu Dao Mu walks on the edge of human dreams, far away from those beautiful dreams.

He took Leibo Street as the center to sense the dreams of the people here, and found that most of the people here were really gloomy and hopeless, and a small number of them gritted their teeth and persisted in order to survive. In their dreams, they dreamed of a clean and wealthy life. Civilians seeking to survive are no different.

Outcasts of society live in places where society has been abandoned.

"No matter which country or city it is, evil will always take root in the hearts of human beings. The darker the people, the less they can imagine the light... No... Maybe they have forgotten the light."

The spiritual consciousness of the blue-haired boy is like a mist, traveling through the dreamland, looking for something without going deep.

Then, he saw the darkest "dream" of today.

This "dream" is so huge that it can crush everyone, only the core reveals a faint light, and the dark and depressing colors can bring spiritual suffocation at first glance, exuding a strong and deadly sense of existence.Any illusionist who sees such a "dream" will retreat three feet, worrying that he will be polluted, but Liudao Mukui is different, he can't help reaching out his hand to stick into the opponent.

The thin gray film is extremely strong.

The barriers of the mind are even harder than the iron walls of the real world.

Liu Daoku clearly sensed that the owner of the dream was sleeping in the darkness, the dark sky, the bleak earth, and the crimson evil light shining in a distant place, and it seemed to be close at hand, like a shadow, but could not be swallowed by the darkness. The will to wrap.

Is this hell?

If it is hell, why can it accommodate that bit of incompatible light.

"you……"

"Do you want to come back from hell too?"

Having experienced the reincarnation of the six realms in the illusion, and suffering the pain of falling into the beast realm, Liu Dao Mu laughed silently, deeply understanding how difficult it is to get out of the darkness.

It was he who underestimated Hyakkimaru.

"Such powerful spiritual power is bound, if released, it will explode with unparalleled power, enough to ignite the flame called will."

Liu Daoku couldn't imagine that such a person is actually the second in the ranking of strength, how terrifying is the first?

Yokohama is too Crouching Tiger Hidden Dragon!

After hesitating for a moment, Liu Dao Mu increased his vigilance and planned to enter "Dream" to take a look.

He covered his figure with the mist of illusion, borrowed the resonance of the spiritual level, and lurked into the negative spiritual world of Hyakkimaru with great difficulty.As soon as he entered, Liudaoku suffered a huge spiritual pollution. The red eyes of reincarnation struggled to resist the power from the demon god for the host. In a trance, he seemed to see the truth hidden in the darkness.

The twelve demon gods were hiding in the darkness, indistinct, with only scales and half claws showing.

Hyakkimaru as a sacrifice hangs in the center of "Dream".

He was breathing.

He was asleep.

He radiated a faint white light, letting Liu Dao Mu understand what happened to the other party.

One after another silk thread was pulled on the young man's body, binding his limbs, and cruelly separated from the main body. His head was tightly strangled, and when he raised his head, his skin-peeled face was hollow and ferocious.

Liu Dao Mu received a lot of shock, and his brows were furrowed tightly, feeling disgusted by abuse.

"Is this... a sacrifice?"

What was even more frightening was that the illusionist felt that under the influence of the "dream", he also had the idea of ​​killing the other party, as if the other party was a natural enemy and must be eliminated.

No.

The Demon God never got Hyakkimaru's life!

They deprived this person of everything that could be deprived, cast down a "curse" like a curse, weakened the opponent's strength, and struck the opponent's heart, but they couldn't kill this person!

The only one who howls in anger is the Demon God!

Hyakkimaru did not die, he was connected with the power of the twelve demon gods, absorbed the power of evil to survive, used his mind if he had no eyes, used artificial limbs if he had no limbs, and used artificial objects to support his back without standing up straight. Shou Hai exhausted all his abilities from crawling to standing up.

"What does the dream represent..."

Relying on his astonishing power of induction, Liu Dao Mu discovered the remaining hatred left by the twelve demon gods.

"Why do I feel that the monster being sacrificed is a sacrifice instead."

The Hyakkimaru hanging in mid-air is not a poor creature in the dark world, but an object that the entire darkness can't do anything about!His breath is related to the fate in the dark, a little fragile vitality, biting the shackles tied to his body, subtly devouring the power of the demon god.

When Liu Dao Mukuro turned black in front of his eyes and endured the mental pollution to watch it...

The sacrifice moved slightly.

Every time he struggled, it was as if he was on the verge of life and death, and the young man desperately wanted to wake up.

Discovering that Hyakkimaru's consciousness is waking up, and instinctively rejecting outsiders, Liu Daokuo didn't want to have a direct confrontation with his consciousness, so he took a step back and chose to leave the "dream" of this extremely incomplete master.This night brought him a lot of mental exhaustion, and he was unable to look at the next person's "dream".

When Liudao Mu escaped in time, the spiritual world of Hyakkimaru underwent new changes.

The young man who was forced to raise his head lowered his head forcefully and slowly under the sound of "creaking". His scattered black hair was messy, and the limbs pulled apart by the silk thread were pulled back.

In the depths of the darkness, Hyakkimaru stood on an altar of nothingness.

There is a deeper shadow under his feet... The twelve demon gods are reflected in his shadow, even more terrifying than the demon gods.

The protagonist of "Dororo" is the son of heaven who descended in response to the prayers of all living beings. It is not mentioned in the animation version, but it is vaguely mentioned in the manga version and the game version-he is very likely to be the god of the lower world. , is the reincarnation of the gods or the reincarnation of the artifact.It's not that no newcomers have considered this point, but they dare not bet on whether the animation version has such benefits, and there is no benefit in winning the bet.

If you want to shoulder the responsibility of saving the world, it doesn't make sense for people to be gods, and gods will also be reduced to mortals.

He stared helplessly at his own dark world.

【how much longer……】

【To allow me to kill you...】

He walked unconsciously, searching day and night with the limbs that could only be complete in fantasy.

In the cracks of time and space, the Hound of Tindalos, which does not belong to this dimension, rushed from the 21st century to the world 46 billion years ago in a way that humans cannot understand.Those who escaped during the period and were not targeted by him, such as Bailan Jesso, who likes to travel through parallel time and space, were extremely lucky, and they didn't want to experience the feeling of being eaten by such a monster in parallel memories.

Taking 46 million years as a unit, it would take the Hound of Tindalos a day to travel, and it would take 46 days to travel to the earth [-] billion years ago.

It stared closely at the prey that had escaped repeatedly in front of it, screaming with hunger.

The Hound of Tindalos can also be called - the hunter of the traverser!Anyone who tries to travel through time and space unfortunately encounters it will be hunted down endlessly by it.

46 billion years ago.

On the earth that was not born for a long time, there was a boy with the appearance of a high school student with pink hair sitting on the ground, eating the last coffee pudding he brought along.His gaze was blank for a second, his face paralyzed as if there was nothing to love, and he realized that he would run out of ammunition and food before the monster chased him, and he would not be able to eat delicious coffee pudding.

Saiki Kusuo thought indifferently.

【Yeah, yeah, how long will this chasing and fleeing life last? Sorasuke hasn't figured out the law of chasing and killing yet... I've eaten up all my coffee pudding. 】

[It's almost time to go back and find the person who attracted this monster. 】

The majestic two-dimensional god, the legendary "Kusuo Ameng" doesn't want to admit that with his various abilities, he can't do anything about this ugly monster that can't be seen through. How unlucky it is to be chased and killed just by looking at it?

Saiki Kusuo, who accidentally traveled through time and space because of his superpower leak detection due to sleep, felt that it was an innocent disaster.

He dared not go home in order to avoid the hunting of the hounds of Tindalos across time and space.

Can you blame him for being ugly?

The author has something to say:

The superior race of the restraint system has something to say: I just want to eat you.

Saiki Kusuo: Ugly refusal.

Welcome Kusuo A Meng to appear in this article, do you have anything to say to him?

【Introduction to Baidu Encyclopedia】

The Hound of Tindalos is a kind of alien creature with extremely unique habits in the Cthulhu mythology. The creator is the horror novelist Frank Belknap Long (Frank Belknap Long), which first appeared in his short story of the same name.

This curious creation was immediately acknowledged by Lovecraft, who mentioned the hounds of Tindalos in his Dark Whisperer of the same year.This is a very vague form of a different-dimensional creature. The reason why no one can describe its specific form clearly is because those who witness the hounds will definitely be tracked by them; Their shapes are described in detail.