Although there was already an answer before the questioning, it still made people feel a little complicated to hear the person confessed.

But Osamu Dazai didn't intend to say more about this kind of thing, he just stared at Kazama Kazukawa: "What is your purpose?"

Osamu Dazai doesn't know what kind of agreement Kazama Kazukawa and Dostoevsky reached, but in this matter, Kazama Kazukawa's goal is definitely not the crystallization of the ability of the Yokohama superhuman.

"Who knows?" The astrologer smiled with a confused expression on his face, "I'm not obligated to answer this question."

Until this time, Kazukawa's tone was still very gentle—as if he was not being questioned, but simply chatting with someone.

Osamu Dazai was unmoved: "You should be very clear about Dostoevsky's purpose. Do you know what you are doing now when you cooperate with someone like him?"

"So what?" Kazama Kazukawa asked back.

"Fate is equal, it gives people the right to do good, and it also gives people the right to do evil. Even if it is a wrong way, it does not mean that it must be denied. As long as the goal can be achieved, everything does not matter - on this point, Osamu Dazai , you are the least qualified person to preach."

After all, the astrologer seemed to have no intention of continuing this topic with Osamu Dazai, and stood up: "But you can rest assured, I don't intend to interfere in this matter. Next, I have other things to deal with."

"If you don't want me to do those things, stop me."

Kazama Kazukawa looked at Osamu Dazai, his voice was gentle, but his expression was almost indifferent: "If you still have that spare energy."

"..."

Osamu Dazai watched Kazama Kazukawa leave Kosai, but in the end he didn't stop him.

As Kazama Kazukawa said, now facing the two dangerous elements Shibusawa Tatsuhiko and Dostoevsky, he can only focus on the matter in front of him, even if he knows what Kazama Kazukawa is going to do. There is nothing that can be done about the dangers that will be caused.

There was still silence outside the fortress.

The silver moon hangs high above the sky, and the dark clouds surrounding it are like surging dark waves, mysterious and unpredictable.

After Kazama Kazukawa walked out of the fortress, Dostoevsky, who was standing outside the castle, looked at him.

"It took a lot of time."

"What's wrong?" the astrologer stopped and looked at him.

Dostoevsky shook his head, looked up at him, and said with a smile, "No, it's nothing. It's just that I thought you changed your mind midway and didn't intend to continue with our plan."

The leader of the House of Death looked up at the dark night, then turned his gaze to Kazama Kazukawa, and continued: "After all, I found some information yesterday... about your assassination of the head of the Supernatural Secret Service many years ago, it seems There are other secrets."

After all, Dostoevsky watched the astrologer, waiting for the right reaction.

However, the expression on the latter's face did not change after hearing this: "I don't think there is anything worth discussing about this."

"Really?" Dostoevsky tilted his head, thought for a while and said, "That's true."

"——Then what about Dazai-kun?" He looked at Kazama and Kawakawa, with a hint of inquiry in his deep purple eyes, "I thought he had a bad relationship with you, but now it seems that he is not as good as I imagined. It's not the same."

"...what's the difference?"

Kazama Kazukawa looked at him coldly: "Just do your own thing, and mine is none of your business."

Dostoevsky was not affected by his attitude at all, and raised his hand: "I am just expressing my relationship with my partner, and this is also for our plan."

Speaking, above the fog, the sound of the propeller of the plane came.

Kazuma Kazukawa raised his head and found a faint light flashing in the distance near the outskirts of Yokohama—this is probably a military drone sent by the government.

Although Shibusawa Tatsuhiko's supernatural ability is extremely restraining to those with supernatural abilities, he has nothing to do with this kind of electronic equipment.

After the initial panic, the Supernatural Secret Service Division probably had already reacted, and began to prepare to analyze the white mist.

Dostoevsky said: "It's almost time."

He looked at Kazama and Kawakawa, the latter didn't say much, and left in a direction away from Kaisai.

Regardless of whether the latter can hear or is willing to hear his blessing, the Russian smiled and said, "I wish you all the best."

He turned his head to look at the towering castle, and then stepped into the gate.

The timing here is just right.

——It's time to kick off the grand celebration.

It has been nearly three hours since the abnormal occurrence in Yokohama. Ango Sakaguchi, who was at the command post, was anxious, but he couldn't do anything about the current situation.

The white mist created by Shibusawa Ryuhiko can separate people with supernatural abilities from their own abilities, and even ordinary people will disappear directly—from these two points of view, the special agent department has directly sealed off supernatural abilities and sent more people to solve the problem of Shibusawa. The possibility of Sawa Ryuhiko.

And in this state of unknown situation, if they rashly send people over, it might make the situation even more chaotic.

Therefore, even if the Ability Secret Service Division is in a hurry, it can only monitor the situation in the white mist while praying that the people from the Armed Detective Agency can bring good news again.

"Senior Sakaguchi, you have sent a manned plane to continue to observe the situation over Yokohama, and also sent several drones into the white mist." The investigator with light blue long hair held a tablet displaying dynamic data in his hand , bowed his head to monitor the information above, and reported to Ango Sakaguchi, "However, due to the existence of the white fog, the visibility inside Yokohama is extremely low, and the infrared detection seems to be blocked by this strange white fog."

"I see." Sakaguchi Ango said while contacting the people in the headquarters of the Supernatural Secret Service Division to make plans for many possible situations.

He was only halfway through the matter when he suddenly heard an exclamation from the intelligence team in charge of monitoring.

Ango Sakaguchi got up in a hurry, ignoring the heavily slumped chair by his feet, and rushed to the monitoring equipment: "What happened?!"

The voice of Ango Sakaguchi calmed down the intelligence agent who was frightened by the sudden situation.He pointed to the screen in front of him: "There is a point in Yokohama where a very high energy reaction suddenly appears! If it is fully released, the energy will be enough to destroy the entire Yokohama, and even spread to the Kanto region!"

"What did you say?!" Sakaguchi Ango's expression changed suddenly.

"Senior Sakaguchi! This is an aerial shot of the plane," Tsujimura Fukatsuki stepped forward and handed the tablet in front of Sakaguchi Ango.

On the screen, a red dragon with several heads appeared in the center of the city filled with white mist.

The surrounding white mist surged, and several towering buildings vaguely showed a little outline in the white mist. The red dragon was entrenched in the mist, exuding a violent and dangerous aura.

Before this, absolutely no one would believe that such a terrifying and huge creature existed in the world. It should only exist in myths and legends, but at this moment, it directly appeared in the present world, making people feel unparalleled fear, with pressure.

"what is this??"

"Just kidding... so there is such a thing??"

Even members of the Supernatural Secret Service who often deal with supernatural accidents have never seen such a creature before, and panicked for a while.

Ango Sakaguchi stared at the screen with cold sweat on his forehead.

He frantically thought about countermeasures in his mind, and finally found that in this situation, the only person he could think of who had the ability to repel this mythical creature was Nakahara Chuya.

Ango Sakaguchi took a deep breath, opened and clenched the hand hanging by his side, and finally he looked at the assistant behind him: "Go and do something for me..."

The dragon appeared in Yokohama's No. 40 minutes, and Nakahara agreed to Ango Sakaguchi's request to fight with him.

The two engaged in a fierce battle within the city of Yokohama.

The former, as a giant dragon with supernatural powers and singularities, needless to say, just by looking at its appearance, it is clear how powerful it has-and the latter, which has opened up the filthy Central Plains, also has superior combat power. The power of mortals.

Clouds were surging, the building was knocked down by the body of the dragon, the sound of bricks and stones breaking, the high-rise building that was controlled by the Central Plains and smashed into the dragon made a neigh under the intense friction with the air, and the ground was overwhelmed and cracked. The sound made a mess.torturing the eardrums of the audience.

When the battle finally ended, the giant dragon's body disappeared in the white mist. With the place where the two of them fought as the center, the surrounding area had turned into ruins, and the original appearance could not be seen at all.

When Kazama and Chuan returned to Kaisai, they saw such a ruin.

Except for the castle still standing tall, the surrounding area is full of collapsed and damaged bricks and stones.

The air is filled with a faint smell of burning, as well as the dust stirred up by the fierce battle.

The astrologer with tea-haired ocher eyes ignored the tragedy around him, and stepped forward on the ruins. After entering the fortress, he saw "Shibusawa Ryuhiko" lying on the ground and Dostoevs holding a skeleton and a power crystal. base.

It seems that Dostoevsky used Dazai Osamu's ability according to the original plan to turn all the crystals collected by Shibusawa Tatsuhiko into an aggregate, creating a singularity of abilities, which was finally captured by Nakahara Chu Also destroyed.

Dostoevsky sat on the round table, holding the skeleton in one hand, and said with a smile, "Sure enough, monsters are the only ones who can fight monsters?"

Kazama Kazukawa glanced at him: "Anyway, this will not affect our plan."

Dostoevsky was noncommittal, and asked him again: "Is it going well with you?"

The astrologer replied: "Well, I have already got the things."

There was the sound of fighting outside the door.

Dostoevsky raised the skull in his hand and looked it up under the light. After a while, he got up: "Then let's start the next step."

Kazama and Chuan walked towards the door: "If you like this kind of drama, it's up to you."

He did not seem to intend to stay here to watch the ensuing battle with Dostoevsky.

Dostoevsky said unexpectedly: "What's the matter? Aren't you leaving with me?"

"Yes." Kazama Kazukawa replied, "I'm going to see Osamu Dazai."

Dostoevsky looked at him unexpectedly, and spread his hands: "The Dazai-kun has probably died of poisoning?"

He had stabbed Osamu Dazai with a poisoned dagger before, and the other party now estimated that it was more or less a disaster.

The astrologer looked up at him, as if he had heard some joke, and asked softly, "Do you really think you can kill him like this?"

Without waiting for Dostoevsky's reply, he walked out of the fortress and walked towards the center where the dragon was originally located.

Those who chase after the light will be swallowed by the light, and those who desire death should also get their wish.

This is the beginning and the end.

He will kill Osamu Dazai.

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