When Dazai became a god judge

"Okay, if you are nostalgic after the long-lost reunion, let's pause for a while." Osamu Dazai raised his hand to stop Nakahara Chuya from thinking for a long time. His sharp and calm eyes scanned the surrounding environment, staring at the wolf in the distance. The ruins where the king fell, "You are not so arrogant that you think you can defeat that monster with one blow, right?" His deep and distant voice was not so much questioning, but rather a firm conclusion.

You didn't defeat the monster, or the man behind the monster.

Nakahara also moved his joints so that the black long coat of the same style as Osamu Dazai was blown off by the wind. He pressed his hat and smiled arrogantly: "Of course not, it was just a warm-up exercise just now. I didn't even Ability is useless."

Demon God Baal, one of the 72 Demon God Pillars under the seat of the Magic King Solomon, survived the battle of the Time Crown Temple and escaped here.In this subspecies singularity, the demon god Baal transformed Shinjuku into a vicious demon world isolated from the world, erecting a dark lonely city with closed walls.It knows that Chaldea will find it sooner or later, and then send the master to defeat it, so before that, firmly control the city and all the spirits and humans.

Through unremitting efforts, the demon god Baal merged phantom spirits with some heroic spirits to create a more powerful existence unique to Shinjuku.

Finally, it will choose to fuse with a heroic spirit.Baal, the demon god, took a fancy to the wisdom of James Moriarty and the strength of Hesse Robb.

This is a difficult multiple-choice question. James Moriarty is too smart. The demon god Baal is worried that he will not be under his control and will do something against the water; , just to make him stronger and forced to transform his job agency from a rider to an avenger. The thinking of the beast has always dominated the body, so it is not convenient to be the mastermind behind the scenes.

Today, the demon god Baal was trying to integrate with Hesse Rob, but was interrupted by endless noise. The wolf's territory was invaded and provoked by foreign enemies, and the wolf king, who had already fallen into madness, lost control and interrupted the halfway Fusion ceremony.

Unexpectedly, it was not the Master of Chaldea but Dazai Osamu who was waiting.

Demon God Baal was also very depressed today.In the last crown battle, it met Fujimaru Tachika. This man with a bad stomach is not the never-giving, resolute orange-haired girl in the Temple of Time Crown.

Its body vibrated wave after wave, sending out deafening huge sound waves, like raging waves, rippling layer by layer, the overwhelming coercion suddenly approached, and the surrounding buildings collapsed.

In an instant, houses with a radius of tens of miles were razed to the ground.

Under this overwhelming force, Fu Sangshen and Jeanne Alter, who were seriously injured, spat out blood and passed out unwillingly.

"Now is the time to use 'that'." Osamu Dazai squinted his eyes, looking at the distant horizon, the terrifying coercion spread from the sky, and the demon pillar tightly wrapped by the hard shell of golden armor opened its giant blood-colored pupils.

The night is getting darker, and the whole city is sleeping.

The long night is coming.

"Well, after all, you are by my side, so it doesn't matter if you use it."

It is absolute trust and protection.

Nakahara Chuya's supernatural ability - polluted the sorrow.Can manipulate the direction and strength of gravity on objects it touches. The "filthy" state is its true appearance, but once it is turned on, it cannot be controlled until it dies from exhaustion. Osamu Dazai's ability to disqualify the world is the only solution.

You are my only antidote to my filthy sorrow.

"When I defeat that monster, I will also beat you back with what you owe me." Nakahara Nakaya punched Osamu Dazai on the shoulder, gritting his teeth and warned: "You'd better be mentally prepared during this time." Prepare, I will make you feel more painful than death. Don't think about running away, even if I chase you to the ends of the earth, I will not let you go."

"Well, I'll wait!" Osamu Dazai staggered back two steps and stood firm, with a careless smile still on the corner of his mouth.

In this distant and nowhere to be found world, only this time, two blacks merged here.

The Central Plains was also surrounded by darkness deeper than the night, and he whispered slowly: "Come on! Destroy all this filthy sorrow hidden in the twilight!"

He unhurriedly took off the black gloves on his hands, exposing his thin white and slender fingers, and clenched his fists.Black and red magma-like lines spread from the depths of the body to the palms and face, the clear blue pupils were covered by endless white, and the long orange-red hair that was curled inward was blown violently by the wind, surrounding the Central Plains. The surrounding air became chaotic and unpredictable.

He glanced at Dazai Osamu's gradually blurred figure with the last sliver of reason left, and shouted heartily: "It's really nostalgic, but I haven't released this kind of power for a long time."

"Well, I wish you a good time."

Osamu Dazai smiled lightly, a little more real than usual.

It was obviously thick darkness, but it exuded a brilliance that was more dazzling than the rising sun.

Compared with the Demon God Pillar, Zhongyuan Zhong is also pitifully small, but its momentum is not inferior to it in the slightest.

Zhongyuan Zhong also stretched out his hand to grab the void, and the chaotic wind blade condensed into a huge black sphere in his hand. With a loud bang, a huge pit appeared on the indestructible golden carbide armor of the demon god Baal, and under the pit, the bloody flesh turned over.

As if venting the anguish and aggrievedness in his heart, and as if sending an impassioned and passionate hymn to the reunion after a long absence, Zhongyuan Zhongya did not hesitate at all, and uprooted a [-]-meter-high building with his backhand, fighting with the demon god Baal collided.

The air waves coming from the pavement take this as the center of the circle, and spread and flip towards the distance.

It turns out that extreme and pure black is such a beautiful color.

James Moriarty stood on the top floor of the tower and watched this peerless battle. The cigar in his hand had burned down to butts, but he didn't realize it.

Could it be that the Master summoned the Beast (beast of original sin)?It's terrible!

The existence of the Master is really interesting.

I can't help but want to get closer, even though I know that waiting for him may be moths to the flame.

"Ahhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhh!" the demon god Baal uttered a dizzying shriek, and its body shrank rapidly under the uninterrupted attacks from the Central Plains, turning into a human form.

The large and conspicuous body of Demon God Pillar is like a live target.And the opponent is almost perfect.

There is no doubt that it cannot beat Zhongye in the Central Plains.

"Wait! I have something to say." The demon god Baal wanted to try to communicate and reconcile with Osamu Dazai. This is not the kind and innocent little girl of Chaldea. As long as she promises enough benefits, she should be able to reconcile, right?

Osamu Dazai covered his eyes in disgust, as if he had seen something filthy and spicy, "Well, can you please stay away from me? You look really disgusting! I almost vomited the overnight meal Out."

He waved to Zhongya Zhongya who was standing in mid-air, "Chuya! Fuck him!"

Osamu Dazai responded with a vector ball.

The demon god Baal was tortured so much that he wanted to cry. He was the first demon god pillar under the seat of Solomon, the most majestic magic king. After going through hardships and obstacles, he finally escaped from the battle for the crown. He didn't want to be buried in Shinjuku without knowing why.It dodged the vector ball that passed by him, turned into a meteor, dragged its scarred body and flew towards the top of the tower in the distance.

Anyway, escape, it is the best.

"Okay, Chuya, it's okay." Osamu Dazai sighed softly to Chuya Nakahara, who wanted to catch up and kill the demon god Baal: "You should rest."

As if he was completely relaxed by these light words, Zhong Yuanzhong also fell from mid-air, and the pale white halo that had not completely dissipated wrapped around his side, buffering his fall.

The little monster that fell from the sky landed on Osamu Dazai.

Osamu Dazai tapped Nakahara Nakaya's forehead with his fingers, softly like a willow tip brushing over spring water, and like a crow's feather falling on his palm.

The supernatural power was eliminated, and in a moment, Zhong Yuanzhong also regained his sanity.He clenched his fist and punched Osamu Dazai weakly.

Osamu Dazai raised the corners of his lips and said with a teasing smile, "What? You're so exhausted that you can't even clench your fists? This kind of attack is not as good as a baby who is a few months old."

"When my physical strength recovers, you wait to collect the corpse for yourself! Green mackerel!" Zhongyuan Zhong also struggled to support his body and sat up against the ruins, looking at the illusory distance, and said bitterly: "Why don't you let me chase after you?" In the past? Obviously, he is only one step away from destroying him."

Dazai Osamu and Nakahara Nakaya sat side by side. I don't know if it was an illusion. Although the night had not dissipated, the air was less oppressive and stuffy. The wind brought a refreshing coolness and blown away the smell of dirt and dust.

"Adults only need to pave the way forward for the children, and the rest is for the children to complete by themselves. This is also an indispensable experience in the growth process."

The night is young, and the dawn will be awakened by the new generation.

It was also rare for Zhongyuan Zhong to calm down, and said seriously: "Hiding behind the scenes, hiding merit and fame will give you a sense of accomplishment?"

"Well, it's pretty fun." Osamu Dazai shrugged with a cynical attitude.He placed his thumb and index finger in front of his eyes, as if pinching the faint blue butterfly trapped in the crystal on the top floor of the distant tower.

I don't know if it was an illusion, but the butterfly seemed to be flapping its wings just now.

At the same time, on the top floor of the tower, James Moriarty raised the corners of his lips, showing a pure evil smile without any emotion: "Very good, the fusion was successful, and the good thoughts have been completely separated." His voice The lines become eerie duets.

At the same time, on Flower Street, a man who looked exactly like James Moriarty murmured, "Who am I? What's my name? Archer... well, I should be Archer... my real name." , I can’t remember.”