[Comprehensive] I, the king of power, worked as a white worker in Yokohama

When Oda arrived, what he saw was Dazai standing in a pool of blood with his back to him holding a pistol in his right hand.

The windbreaker on Dazai's body was covered with a lot of dust, and his fluffy curly hair was also a bit messy.

He lowered his head and stood there motionless, seemingly completely immersed in his own world, without even noticing that someone appeared behind him.

The back looks inexplicably lonely and desolate, and people can't bear to look away when they see it from a distance, and the sadness in their hearts can't be restrained.

Oda's heart sank involuntarily.

"Dazai..."

Oda called out his friend's name, but he didn't know what to say afterward.

Seeing Zhizi's Damocles sword faintly showing signs of collapse, he rushed towards this side without stopping.After that, the sword body suspended in the air began to crack from the bottom, the gemstone on the hilt completely lost its light, and the transparent giant sword began to fall downwards.

Finally, the falling Wang Jian stopped at a height less than three meters from the ground, and then turned into scattered light spots.The feared outbreak of royal power did not happen after all.

Oda wondered what might have happened.

For some reason, such as when Dazai was in danger, Zhizi had to overuse the power of the Colorless King, and as a result, the Weitzman deviation value exceeded the limit, causing the king sword to crash.In order not to hurt the innocent, Dazai killed her at Zhizi's request.

Oda doesn't know why things turned out like this, maybe this is life, always accompanied by all kinds of unforeseen pain and helplessness——

"...Ah, it's Odasaku who's here."

Dazai turned around suddenly, successfully interrupting Oda's ongoing thinking about life.

He still had the usual casual smile on his face, and he didn't look like he had to kill an important person just now.

As if realizing that Oda had misunderstood something, Dazai dropped the gun in his hand, he walked out of the pool of blood, and then the blood on that spot disappeared very strangely as if some medium had been triggered.

Meeting Oda's surprised eyes, Dazai took the initiative to explain: "I'm sorry, Oda Tsukuru, I made you worry. Me and Zhizi are fine, what you saw in front of you is just an illusion, an illusion."

Oda was stunned for a moment, he didn't doubt what Dazai said, but he still wanted to clarify many doubts.

He pointed to Dazai's crumpled coat and slightly messy hair, and asked, "Then your clothes and hair..."

"Well, you mean the dust? It should have stuck to it when I was lying on the ground. It's disgusting. This windbreaker is the one that Zhizi bought for me. It's super commemorative! It's just so dirty, Bailan That guy is really annoying..."

Dazai was still complaining to himself while Oda moved on to the next question.

"...And were you thinking about something serious just now? You didn't even respond when I walked behind you."

"what--!"

Speaking of this, Dazai raised his right hand, made a fist and lightly tapped the palm of his left hand, and then he said with a little distress, "I'm thinking about the words to propose to Zhizi."

He sounds like he's just grappling with everyday questions like "what's for dinner tonight."

If it was Ango Sakaguchi who was standing here, he would probably make a lot of complaints, from "you are thinking about what the hell is the word for marriage proposal with a distraught look" all the way to "proposing marriage before you confess that you are not a couple, you can sit on a rocket Not as fast as you."

But now it was Oda who was facing Dazai, so he just asked strangely: "Are you together?"

"Not yet, but it's about the same... Zhizi just expressed his love to me, and I think if that's the case, then I'll take the initiative to propose marriage."

Oda nodded understandingly, he felt that what Dazai said was correct.

"Hmm... why don't you ask a powerful netizen for help?"

"...It doesn't feel right, those routines don't suit me."

"Then tell the truth, and exchange your sincerity for your sincerity. Most of the routines are superficial, and it is better to propose marriage with sincerity."

"...Oh, is that so?" Dazai rubbed his chin, as if inspired by something, "...Okay, I understand! That's the decision."

……

When Dazai was still struggling with the words of the proposal, Zhizi was already on the way to kill Bailan.

Perhaps it would be more appropriate to describe Zhizi's current state in one sentence, that is, "I feel irritable and want to hit someone".

The reason for her anger comes from two people, one is Dazai and the other is Bailan.

The former risked himself by dancing on the wire rope and killed himself; needless to say, the latter fought with the former on the spot, and then killed people in battle.

——If she hadn't saved her hand, she would have been destroyed by the sword on the spot after saving Dazai!

Thinking that the repair value of the Sword of Damocles that he had saved for two years was all cleared at once, Zhizi's anger rose.

She desperately needed a place to let off steam.

Considering that someone has just been saved by him, Zhizi decides to beat up Bai Lan first, and then settle the matter of Dazai later.

"That's...two Bai Lan?"

From a distance, Zhizi saw two people standing opposite each other in the open space ahead.Except for their different clothes, their body shapes and appearances were all carved out of the same mold.

Zhizi was stunned for a moment, but she quickly realized that one of them was Bai Lan from this world whose soul had been destroyed before.

A pair of black wings grew out of the back of Bailan on the left. If you look closely, you can find that his pair of wings are almost all polymers of dead flames.Bai Lan on the right also has a pair of similar white wings on his back, but he is a bit smaller in size, and a white dragon-shaped creature is surrounded by him.

Zhizi only took two glances to determine who was her target.

She landed on the opponent's back aggressively, directly tore off the black wings on the fake Bailan's back, and then swept the person out of the air with one kick.

"Zhizi...Miss?"

Zhen Bailan looked at the sudden appearance of Zhizi with a dazed expression. His eyes fell on the two lonely black wings in Zhizi's hand. "Miss Zhizi".

"Good day, Mr. Prynne. It's good to see you're all right."

Zhizi nodded politely to Zhen Bailan.

She threw the black wings in her hand on the ground, and the wings that lost their owner turned into powder and disappeared little by little, and the burn marks on her palms that were burned by the flames of death energy also returned to their original state.

At this time, the fake Bailan who was caught off guard and knocked into the wall just stood up from the ruins.

Noticing this, Zhizi immediately turned his gaze to that side.She moved her wrist, then exerted force on her feet, and rushed over directly.

The number in his left eye changed from "one" to "four", and his physical fitness, which was already beyond the normal level, was immediately raised to an unimaginable height.

Under normal circumstances, Zhizi would rarely use the ability of the eyes of reincarnation, but now she just wants to beat the fake Bailan to death and have a good time.

So, the scene turned into Zhizi beating someone unilaterally, while Zhen Bailan watched from the sidelines.

Zhen Bailan: ... Miserable, too miserable.

He couldn't help but shed crocodile tears, raised his hands, and clapped a few times very rhythmically.

As the only person who saw the whole process, Zhen Bailan said that he in this parallel world was really beaten badly.However, apart from the 0.1 second of sympathy for being the same as "Bai Lan", the rest in his heart is only gloating and applauding.

After Zhizi completely wiped out the fake Bailan, the real Bailan also walked down from the "audience seat".

He walked to Zhizi who was bowing his head in thought, and asked, "Miss Zhizi, is there any trouble?"

"...He died so fast, it's not normal."

Recalling the strange eyes and expression of the fake Bailan before he died, Zhizi always felt very uncomfortable.

She glanced at Zhen Bailan and said, "Mr. Bailan, since he is you from another world, what do you think?"

"Hmm... This really doesn't look like "me"'s style of acting.If it is "I", there should be a lot of back roads left. "

Zhen Bailan propped his chin in thought for a while, and suddenly his eyes lit up: "——we might as well burn his body!"

As he said that, he turned his head to look over, and he didn't know what he was recalling, but the smile on his face faintly revealed a feeling of malice.

"...If he still wants to do something, such as resurrecting from the dead, he must leave his body behind. As long as we burn his body to ashes now, he won't even have the door to come back~"

——This method is really... great!

Zhizi took a deep look at Zhen Bailan.

If she hadn't known that the fake Bailan had tried every means to kill the real Bailan and replace him, she would probably have suspected that this person had some special habit of "like me cheating on myself".

But no matter what, he could think of burning his own body in another world on the spot, and the ashes were scattered... There is no doubt that this person is a ruthless person.

"Mr. Bai Lan's proposal is quite good, and I have no objection."

The two reached a consensus, so the real Bailan cremated the false Bailan's body on the spot with the flame of death energy, and at the same time scattered his ashes, which were scattered in the wind.

At the end of the matter, before leaving, Zhizi asked Bailan about the situation of her younger brother Liudaomu and her friend Youni. Only then did she learn that many things had happened to them.

Bai Lan has been in a state of unconsciousness because her soul has been fatally injured.Even if you wake up occasionally, it can only last for a short time.The way to save him is to have someone with the same strength of soul sacrifice himself to complement his soul, and the only one who meets the conditions is Yoni.

"...Of course it's impossible for Uni-chan to sacrifice himself to save me~ Later, Pengo Lie thought of another way. Since no one can be sacrificed, everyone should give a little 'love', and then use Dakong's unique "Reconcile" ability complements my soul, so in fact, everyone worked together to save me~"

Bai Lan said it easily, but Zhizi believed that the situation at that time must be very complicated.

"Fortunately, the result is satisfactory, and the culprit has also been punished." She sighed with a smile, and then prepared to leave.

"...Then Mr. Bailan, I'll go first, see you later."

"...Goodbye, Miss Zhizi~ If you have the opportunity to come to Italy, you can come to the Jesso family to find me, I haven't thanked you enough for saving my life last time~"

...The grace of saving lives?What kind of life-saving grace? !

Zhizi stopped suddenly, and she turned around to ask for clarification, but found that Bai Lan had already gone far.

The author has something to say: The two ruthless people in this article——

1. Zai, change the script and change yourself

2. Bai Huahua, I killed myself, and the ashes were also scattered

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Explanation of the falling sword in the previous chapter:

Zhizi's Weitzman deviation value is indeed beyond the limit (this will be explained in a later chapter), and she also used illusion.Although Zai secretly read the script, Zhizi's order to kill the king is true, but the final hit is an illusion.In the end, Zai finally knew the truth from the bloody touch on his fingers.

感谢在2019-12-1420:41:59~2019-12-1720:00:34期间为我投出霸王票或灌溉营养液的小天使哦~

Thanks to the little angel of irrigation nutrient solution: 4 bottles of Qiushan mountain fish;

Thank you very much for your support, I will continue to work hard!