Natsume's Little Mister

The red flame-like Wang Jian visibly trembled with the naked eye.

The white mist spread silently, covering all the superpowers who were absorbed into the safe haven.

Under the action of the white mist, the supernatural powers are separated, and they face their masters with swords; while the conjurers and other superpowers are weakened, and are pulled into a terrifying illusion by the gray mist.

If you look down at the out-of-control Lushen space from the sky at this moment, in the infinitely vast world, the whole world seems to be pure white.

And when the thick white fog was lifted, blood was bleeding everywhere on this piece of land.

In Long Yan's room, crimson gemstones with different powers were spinning, waiting for new partners to join.

Natsume lost control of the entire space, and the energy in his body was rioting again. He wanted to move but couldn't, and his face turned red with anxiety.

White mist lingers around him, and in the sky of Lushen Space, a crimson jewel with supernatural power hangs on one side of the Scarlet King Sword.

Circle after circle of crimson light circles centered on the gemstone, constantly rippling in all directions.

That is Natsume's separated ability.

His supernatural ability did not specifically attack his former master like other supernatural abilities, but rioted indiscriminately on a large scale.

With the passing of the red light circle, all three spaces are full of scenes of earth dragon turning over, volcanic eruption, mountain torrent and tsunami.

At this moment, the power of nature is fully displayed, and that kind of magnificence seems to be extremely small.

The ground shook, the trees broke, and the cliffs collapsed.

The earth cracked a narrow, long and deep gap, and hot air gushed out from the depths, like a road leading to hell.

And in the gaps all over the ground, one of the inconspicuous branches just happened to bloom beside Natsume.

Natsume, who couldn't move, only had time to grab the edge of the seam before his whole body rolled into the seam.

The strength on the fingers is getting less and less, and the shaking of the ground is still going on.

Natsume gritted his teeth, secretly, he looked at the location of the spar in the sky.

In the crisis of life and death, he finally remembered where he had seen these white mist.

It was the Dragon Head War that once took place in Yokohama.

He had seen the report of the bloody Yokohama war. The government released a strategic-level supernatural power user—Shibusawa Tatsuhiko, and when Shibusawa Tatsuhiko released supernatural powers, it was always accompanied by this kind of white mist.

In the white mist, the supernatural power will separate from the supernatural power user and kill his former master. If he wants to get the supernatural power back, he must defeat his own supernatural power half body with bare hands and smash the crimson crystal. stone.

Natsume endured the severe pain of convulsions in his body, his fingers sank deep into the soil at the edge of the gap, his whole body was on the verge of falling.

If, if only he could get back his supernatural powers.Natsume felt extremely regretful.

The bottomless gap kept pulling Natsume's feet. He had worked very hard, but the gravity pulled him down mercilessly.

When the last point of support completely slipped from the fingertips, Natsume stretched out his hand unwillingly, above the palm was infinite white fog.

The body is falling, and the huge gravitational potential energy pulls him like a bird with broken wings, falling from above.

The back was aching from the wind, and the organs in the body were lifted up because of the weightlessness, and the gap above was getting smaller and smaller.

no solution anymore.

Natsume withdrew his hand, sighed heavily in his heart, closed his eyes, and sank deeper.

The two forces fighting fiercely in the body seemed to sense the imminent life-and-death crisis the host was about to face, and gradually calmed down.

Zhou Fangzun's painful face appeared in Natsume's mind, and he was moved by the sorrow from the bone marrow.

It's a pity, I'm sorry, I'm afraid I can't help you anymore, I took you out of the Barbara, but I couldn't send you back completely, because he missed the appointment.

And Atsushi Nakajima, Gojo Gojo, Osamu Dazai... Natsume closed his eyes, but the corners of his eyes were red.

sorry Sorry……

He kept apologizing in his heart.

At the last moment of his life, Natsume's peace and indifference were broken, and a drop of salty water quietly filled the corner of his eye.

Vaguely, Natsume had auditory hallucinations.

He heard the voice of the cat teacher in the dream——

"Natsu-"

That's right, where did Mr. Cat go?I'm so unwilling to see him at the end, I have clearly agreed to get married, so is it really necessary to comply with the phrase "do not get married"?

Natsume felt a gust of wind blowing by his side, and the next moment, before he could get out of his grief, he felt himself falling on a soft fur cushion.

Unload, adjust, fly high!

Natsume's sunny-colored hair was blown to the sides, exposing his smooth forehead.

"Teacher?" Natsume lay in the shaggy fur, her brown eyes wide open in disbelief.

"Roar!" Madara let out a roar that seemed to be venting, and stepped on the sky with his strong limbs, like walking on the ground.

"I'm late." Madara roared, and finally said to Natsume after the flight stabilized.

Natsume's red eyes were quickly filled with water, and he choked up in his throat and said, "No, it's not too late at all, it's just right."

At this moment, he suddenly remembered the countless scenes in his memory of being rescued from danger by Madara, and he suddenly felt the same at this moment.

Under the long and white fur is a warm body.

The body temperature of monsters is naturally higher than that of humans, and Natsume can feel the scorching heat through the thick fur.

Madara carried Natsume out of the crack in the ground, and Natsume sat on Madara's body and returned to the ground.

At this time, Gojo Satoru, who had been in a hallucination for a long time, finally became more sober.

Most of the gray mist attached to his body was swept away by the storm formed by the singularity, and the remaining gray mist finally couldn't hold him back.

Seeing Natsume flying up from the crack in the ground, he breathed a sigh of relief, as long as he was fine.

He knew that this was Natsume's different space.

If Natsume dies unexpectedly, the different space disappears, and all of them, including the person who is falling into the sword, have only two futures——

Or be torn apart by the space storm along with the different space;

Or go back to Tokyo in the real world and watch Zhou Fangzun drop his sword...

Wujo Wu turned to look at Zhou Fangzun.

The other party looked painful, with a lot of sweat on his forehead, his expression was extremely sad, and he murmured "Tatara, Anna...".

At this moment, if one word is used to describe Zhou Fangzun's illusion, there can only be one word to describe it - miserable and hopeless!

He once witnessed the previous red king, Kagu Duxuanshi's falling sword. At that time, a huge shock wave blew his football away across the entire city, leaving an indelible scar in his heart.

So ever since he was selected by the slate to become the Red King, Zhou Fangzun has never been without worry and fear in his heart.

But this time the illusion happened to trigger the heaviest and most frightening scene deep in his heart.

He saw that the whole of Tokyo was in ruins, and in the ruins, his friends, family members and subordinates were lying on the sand and stones, their broken bodies bent and twisted like abandoned Barbie dolls.

The emotions that were suppressed on weekdays could no longer be controlled, leaking out like a landslide.

Despair, regret, and infinite apology welled up in my heart.

A look of grief flashed across Zhou Fangzun's face.

The Scarlet King Sword was extinguished visibly with the naked eye, and large pieces slid off the sword body.

Xia Mu was shocked.

"Quick, stop him!"

In the white mist, he didn't know how many people were beside them, and if the sword fell, he would have no time to rescue them.

Gojo Satoru also reacted instantly, and quickly cast the no-lower-limit spell under the Scarlet King Sword.

However, the effect is not very good, Wang Jian is still moving down, but a little slower.

"The sword of kingship is chosen by the cornerstone of the world. It represents the power of rules in the real world. It is a kind of Schrödinger's existence. other side."

Gojo Satoru frowned and said.

Natsume couldn't help clenching his fists, "Then what should we do? Let him fall down?"

How many people would die like that!

Natsume has not forgotten that Tokyo is not only the king of Zhou Fangzun, but the king of gold and the king of blue are both on the surface, and they have also been absorbed into the different space.

If Zhou Fangzun's sword falls, the aftermath of the sword of Damocles' crash will ignite the king swords of the other two kings, and another round of explosions will occur.

This is because Natsume didn't know that the Green King and Gray King were also in Tokyo secretly.

The five kings falling swords in chains, it is estimated that people in the entire hemisphere will not have to live, and Natsume's different space can't stop it, not to mention that there are many superpowers in the different space.

"The matter has come to this, there is only one way." Gojo Satoru pressed Natsume's shoulder and said, pursing his lips.

"What?" Natsume asked subconsciously.

Gojo Satoru withdrew his hand, looked up at the gradually clear sword of Damocles, and said firmly:

"Rules to rules."

Rules versus rules?Natsume's mind turned, and he instantly understood what Gojo Satoru wanted to express.

The sword of Damocles is the embodiment of the rules of the real world, while Natsume's different space is a world independent of the world.

After the birth of vitality in Natsume's different space, this world also has the power of rules.

Although the rules in it are trivial, it is indeed the power of rules.

Use the rules of the world against the rules of the world, and both sides will die together.

"I understand." Natsume took a deep breath, and a flash of determination flashed in his eyes.

Gojo Satoru, on the other hand, turned his eyes away, pursed his lips hard, and his nails sank deep into the palm of his hand.

Natsume once lost a different dimension for the high school of magic, and he paid a huge price for this.

But this time, it was also a last resort. Even if they discovered the power of faith, the Lushen space was not Natsume's original space. What would happen to Natsume?

Natsume hugged Madara's fox head, and looked up at the huge crimson spar next to the Sword of Damocles.

"Teacher, let's go!"

Madara took a deep breath, and her yellow-green eyes flickered.

Then he leaned over, put Natsume on his back, and jumped into the air.

Gojo Satoru stood on the ground and looked at the sky, where the giant white beast was running towards the giant sword and spar with the immature boy on its back.

In Lushen's space, the noise was still there, but he felt the silence was chilling.

……

"Boom—" The crimson spar shattered, and crystal fragments scattered like flowers from the sky.

A ray of light fell into Xia Mu's eyebrows.

The control of the space was transferred in an instant, and his thoughts moved - the earth dragon slept soundly, the lava hid underground, and the rough sea returned to calm.

With another wave, except for Zhou Fangzun who fell into the sword, all other superpowers disappeared in Lushen's space, and their supernatural powers were trapped in the space.

In a flash, people appeared in the real world, while Natsume stood beside Zhou Fangzun, looking up at the gradually enlarged sword of Damocles.

The moment the sword tip reached the two of them, Natsume pulled Zhou Fangzun out of the different space, and the sword of Damocles in the different space hit the ground hard.

Outside the space, Natsume looked back at the phantom of space in the sky, whispering:

"exile……"

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The author has something to say:

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QAQ don't hit me, not a knife.

As for Mr. Tuo, his target has always been Zhou Fangzun. There is no way, and it is impossible to leave a big killer unused. Natsume should be regarded as being implicated.He is a protector, if he wants to attack Zhou Fangzun, Natsume will definitely be injured in front of him.

Mr. Tuo's goal is a world without supernatural powers, but he will definitely fail, even if all these people die, new supernatural powers will be born.

If there are any flaws in logic, just ignore it. I didn't expect to write such a big background, and there are many characters on the stage. I have tried my best to write it. I cover my face and bow.

感谢在2020-12-2300:44:13~2020-12-2400:34:02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 the irrigation nutrient solution: 30 bottles of at; 10 bottles of Mozhu Zhuhua and Manzhu; 1 bottle of tea;

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