I'm afraid it's not a fake hero

The banshee's sanity was clear for a moment, she looked at the man in front of her, her blood red eyes reflected the man's slender body.

"Tai, Zai..."

In the haggard throat of the banshee, the hoarse voice was like a dilapidated bellows, hoarse and harsh.

The man didn't mind either, with a smile in his eyes, his right hand covered the opponent's black claws, and the palm of his hand was icy cold.

"I'm here."

But the next moment, the banshee suddenly waved his hand away, bowing her waist in pain.

Ferocious bone spurs broke out from the banshee's back, and the sharp bone spurs brought blood that pierced through the body, instantly dyeing the area red.

Dazai's kite-colored pupils constricted suddenly, and the banshee looked up at him, struggling with pain.

"Quick... go!"

In an instant, dense bone spurs covered the banshee's back, and when she came back to her senses, the bottom of the banshee's eyes were filled with blood, and she did not lose even a trace of clarity.

A hoarse and mocking laugh escaped from the banshee's throat, and a black-red mist diffused from her body.

At the moment when the fog spread in front of him, Dazai felt as stiff as a stone sculpture, unable to move at all.

"Dazai! Do-it-yourself bard!"

The rope issued by the gun transformed by supernatural power was tied around Dazai's waist, leading him away from the foggy area in an instant.

Kunikida Doppo asked worriedly, "How are you! Are you okay?"

Dazai froze on the spot, smiled wryly, "It's not very good, I can't move anymore..."

The Banshee stood not far from them, her creaking and withered laughter hadn't stopped yet, and the tide of mud inside the wall surged again.

Several fighter planes circling in the air had gun barrels set up, and they were firing fiercely at the Banshee.

"It's useless..." Dazai sighed, and one sentence sealed the end of mankind.

What he said was correct, because the fighter planes had just fired their guns, and then fell to the ground with flames.

"Do you know that woman?" Kunikida Doppo asked, frowning.

Dazai smiled wryly, but did not answer.

Jie Luo is completely out of mind now, what's the use of not knowing her?

The banshee is too tyrannical, except for the blue-haired man whose life and death are unknown, basically no one can harm him.

"That man called himself the God of Night Fighting. These are beyond the level that ordinary people can touch. Physical attacks have no effect on her. It seems that only the attacks of gods can have an effect on her. If you want to kill her, you have to go further. It is only useful if the tyrannical gods come out."

Edogawa Ranpo, who has been watching the battle, analyzed the situation thoroughly in a few words.

But Ye Dou Shen was still wrapped by the banshee's tail, even if Yosano Akiko wanted to save each other, there was no way.

"President, it seems that you have to go out to attract the firepower. When that woman looked at you, she seemed to have a deep hatred. When you attract the other party's attention, Dun go and rescue Ye Fighting God!"

After finalizing the battle plan, everyone started to act immediately, and Fukuzawa Yukichi jumped into the battlefield with his sword drawn.

Sure enough, the chaotic banshee let go of Yato as soon as she saw him, and immediately wrestled with him.

Fukuzawa Yukichi knew that there was no way to cause him any harm, so instead of attacking, he only focused on dodging, but it was not going to be any easier, and in an instant his body was dripping with blood again.

Seeing the opportunity, Atsushi Nakajima took Yato away from the battlefield, and even Yukine and Hakamada were all rescued.

She and Akiko Yosano used their abilities on these people one by one, and soon everyone recovered as before.

Edogawa Ranpo's plan was not told to these people, but Yato, who had recovered his sanity, already understood it.

He didn't want to kill Jie Luo, but in the current situation, he couldn't care so much anymore.

If he is merciful, everyone here may all die.

The pain and struggle are beyond words, but what emerges in Yetou's heart is the little things about getting along with Jieluo in the past.

Edogawa Luanbu glanced at him, his emerald green pupils were full of coldness: "She is no longer the person you knew, if you don't kill her, that person will never come back."

Hearing that Yato was silent for a long time, when he raised his eyes again to see the figure that looked like a banshee, only coldness remained in his blue eyes.

"Snowy!"

The moment his voice fell, the blond boy beside him turned into a long knife and flew into his hand.

Fukuzawa Yukichi retreated steadily, but the tail made by the banshee mud tide was merciless and came straight to the vital point.

At the moment of life and death, the god who came with a knife cut off the banshee's tail with one knife.

The banshee wailed in pain, her eyes filled with blood.

The tail landed on the ground, still twitching, and instantly turned into a sea of ​​flames.

The white tiger waited for the opportunity to move, picked up Fukuzawa Yukichi and left the battlefield.

Yosano Akiko wiped the cold sweat off his head, smiled wryly and said, "I have never used more supernatural powers in my life than today."

……

Ye Dou, who was fully fired, was merciless under his subordinates. When the banshee was unprepared, he was attacked and cut off her tail. Now she is no longer as calm as before.

Yato's blade was getting colder and colder, the banshee's figure was as fast as thunder, and her pair of pitch-black sharp claws were like poisoned blades.

At the moment of the confrontation, one of the banshee's arms was cut off, and blood gushed out from Yato's chest.

Finally, there was a moment of respite.

Yato held the snow weapon vigilantly, as if he had been fished out of a sea of ​​blood.

Several fighter planes hovered in the sky again, and the reserve army of the Heroes Association had arrived.

The banshee stood where she was, looking up at the boundless sky, feeling the hostility and killing intent from the whole world.

"You... all want me to die?"

She murmured, but her voice was clearly heard by the people around her.

Xu Shi sensed a turning point, and a hero on the periphery acted out of courage, and shouted at the banshee: "A monster like you shouldn't be alive, and you should go to hell sooner or later!"

The voice fell, and the night was full of silence, no one replied or refuted.

The banshee's eyes swept over everyone one by one, and after a long while she finally smiled sarcastically.

"I saved tens of thousands of people. In order to save the world, I sacrificed all the Fusangshen. They are not only my servants, but also my relatives. After death, I followed the last master of mankind to countless singularities. , I don’t know how many times I have struggled on the edge of life and death.”

"What nonsense are you talking about?! Ye Fighting God is about to kill her!"

"Kill her, kill her!"

When they saw that the banshee had lost her arm and tail, they only thought that the other party was at the end of her life, but only Yato knew that she might be the one who was really at her end.

His own spiritual power has been exhausted, but the opponent's magic power is continuously repairing his broken body.

If it drags on any longer, I'm afraid there will be no life left.

Yetou clenched his teeth, his mouth was filled with the smell of rust.

The banshee didn't move, like every villain who talks a lot, she always babbled about all her mental journey before making a move.

"Being empowered by the tide of chaos is not what I want, even so, you still want to kill me?"

No one knew what the tide of chaos was. Everyone only thought that the banshee was dying, and the voice of spurning became louder and louder.

Even though it was affected by the black mud, the banshee's landing place still avoided crowded cities. From the beginning, except for Fukuzawa Yukichi, who she took the initiative to attack because of hatred, she always fought back passively at the rest of the time.

After the savior became an avenger, he should be cast aside, hated, and even besieged.

No one knows exactly what Jie Luo lost for the sake of the world when he became the savior.

But it didn't prevent everyone from taking her life after he became a vengeful ghost.

"So... so, in order to save this despicable sentient being, what I chose to give up... is it really worth it?"

[General, do you want to eat eel rice?I secretly brought it to you without telling Hasebe! ]

[My lord, I'm not afraid of today's battlefield... Can I hug you?Yes... it's a reward! ]

[New Year's wish?Is it okay to wish to be with the little girl forever? ]

[My lord, don’t secretly eat in the middle of the night, it’s not good for your stomach, is it the guy from Yaoyan? Damn it! ]

[I want to be with the lord forever. When the lord gets married, we will be the lord's servants and help the lord take care of the little lord! ]

……

[You saved so many people...why...won't you save me. ]

--"Roar!!"

The banshee looked up to the sky, but what overflowed from her throat was a beast-like neighing sound, accompanied by a violent turbulent airflow.

The head of Yato was carried and knocked into the air.

The violent air wave knocked everyone to the ground, and when the banshee looked back, only killing and cruelty remained in her scarlet vertical pupils.

"The final moment has come, and the flames of revenge should be ignited!"

The moment the Noble Phantasm's real name was released, the banshee's body turned into a raging fire, spreading everywhere.

But at this moment, several voices sounded at the same time.

——"The already distant ideal city (Lord Camelot)!"

"Kills!!"

"This look is really ugly, miscellaneous cultivator!"

On the white city wall rising into the sky, a familiar figure stood on it.

Standing in the raging fire, the banshee looked up, her eyes did not see the joy of reuniting her old friend, only the resentment of being blocked.

"Do you want to stop me too, the savior of mankind—Fujimaru Tachika!"

The fire is still burning, but Mash's treasure is about to expire.

When the wall recedes, it is the moment when the people behind die.

"My lord, please!"

——"Army of the King!"

The moment the red-haired Heroic Spirit finished speaking, Flame and the Banshee disappeared in place along with a group of people.

Everyone rubbed their eyes in astonishment, only to find that everything was like a fragile dream, which disappeared after waking up.

Only Edogawa Luanbu heaved a sigh of relief, looked at the tall wall surrounding the black mud not far away and said, "The wait is finally here."

Yato fell to the ground with a thud, and the long knife in his hand returned to human form, both of which were covered with cuts and bruises.

The blue-haired god fell to the ground, and his goal was the brilliant night sky of the Milky Way. He couldn't tell what it was like, but as soon as he relaxed, inexplicable weeping welled up in his heart, and two lines of hot tears poured out.

"Xiyin... I'm sorry."