The Road to the Super-God of Taisho Two Five Killers

Anna is also a "supernatural person" with special abilities. She can see many things that ordinary people cannot see through the red glass beads, about the future, or what is happening now.

As Mori Ogai said, this world is not a world dominated by abilities, but during this period of time, a large number of people with abilities have flooded into this world that should not have special abilities.

——Osamu Dazai is like this, Oda Sakunosuke is like this, Kusanagi Izumo is like this, and the people who live in this house are also like this.

What's more interesting is that, except for Osamu Dazai, no one else seems to know the real reason why they appear in this world.It is precisely because I don't know that I can't turn around, so I have to live with the situation in such a completely strange world.

"Detained?" Mori Ogai's expression also became serious, he raised his hand and touched his chin: "That's really... terrible."

"The gentleman mentioned to me before he left that he was only invited to see a 'slate painting'."

"Slate..." Anna's pupils shrank suddenly, and she repeated such a word softly.

"It is said that his friend was invited to join an interesting club through a newspaper advertisement, and this appreciation of the 'Slate Painting' was a 'member-only event' sent directly by telegram."

"That gentleman asked me once, too, if I wanted to join him in that interesting club. The name of the club was—"

"JUNGLE."

——*——*——

"So why did you show up here!" When Dazai Ogai and Mori Ogai walked to a certain room next door, there was a dissatisfied complaint from inside the room.

"That's what I wanted to say!" Looking at a short young man with ocher hair in the room, the corners of Dazai Osamu's mouth also twitched: "Ah, when you appear, the surrounding air changes It's dirty."

The ocher-haired youth suddenly became irritable.Just looking at Mori Ogai who walked in with Osamu Dazai, he finally didn't directly attack.

"Chuya-kun." Mori Ogai walked into the room slowly: "The owner of this house seems to be in a little trouble."

"And the trouble this time seems to be related to 'supernatural beings', so—"

"Go and find out. The two of you together."

Nakahara also glanced at Osamu Dazai, although he still gritted his teeth, he had no objection to Mori Ogai's arrangement.

Even if he and Osamu Dazai have different auras, the two are also tacit partners for the time being, and they are the "double blacks" who were feared in Yokohama back then.

"Also..." Mori Ogai pointed to the little girl in a gothic dress who followed behind: "Miss Anna, who has the 'prophetic ability', has to trouble Chuya-kun to take care of her."

When he heard this, Nakahara Chuya's expression froze for a moment.He himself is not very good at dealing with the opposite sex, not to mention that this "opposite sex" is a bit too young.

"Pfft—" Osamu Dazai on the side laughed instantly.

"What are you laughing at?" Zhong Yuanzhong also clenched his fists.

"It's nothing." Osamu Dazai waved his hand, "I just feel that asking you to take care of children seems to be an indescribable sense of disobedience—"

"Probably because...you look like a 'child' yourself?"

"You're the kid!" Nakahara Nakaya was a little furious, and subconsciously retorted. After a while, he suddenly realized what kind of "overtones" there was in Dazai Osamu's words.

——This bastard mackerel is actually calling him short?

Zhongyuan Zhong also felt more angry immediately, but Osamu Dazai had already entered another topic, so Zhongyuan Zhong also had no way to refute the previous topic.

"That is to say, according to the normal development, the appearance of the 'King Power' should have been 30 years later—" When talking about the business, Osamu Dazai's tone became very serious: "But in the current world, With the 'king' and the 'clan' ruled by the king, even the 'Dresden Stone', the source of power, appeared in this world without supervision."

Anna nodded.

"Then let's go and have a look." Dazai Osamu reached out and patted Anna's head: "Hearing what you said, I'm also interested in that 'slate painting'."

With Anna's prophecy ability, it is not too difficult to find a certain "Mr. Mori" who has been imprisoned inexplicably.According to the instructions of the prophecy, Osamu Dazai and Nakahara soon arrived at a certain church.

It was a church decorated in Western style. Compared with the surrounding low buildings, this church looked quite magnificent.The main door of the church was wide open, but there was no bright light coming from inside - the too dim light added a bit of gloom to the church.

"You just hide behind my back and don't run around." Before rushing in, Zhong Yuan also said this to Anna next to him.

He didn't know what would happen here, but Zhongyuan Zhongya was from the mafia after all, and of course he wasn't so naive as to think that everything could be resolved peacefully without fighting.

"The breath inside..." When he reached the steps of the church, Osamu Dazai suddenly stopped in his tracks.

As a ghost, his senses are even sharper than that of Zhongyuan Zhong.He could clearly feel the indifference in the air from the guys gathered in the room, and compared to this, he cared more about...

Nakahara Chuya's footsteps also slowed down a bit, but he didn't stop after all - no matter what the enemy looked like, it didn't make any difference to Nakahara Chuya, anyway, he didn't prepare himself for "retreat" at all. Options.

But before breaking in, he didn't mind taking the time to listen to Osamu Dazai's thoughts.Although he and Osamu Dazai have always been at odds, Nakahara always has an unconditional trust in Osamu Dazai's judgment.

"Among the crowd in the room is a ghost."

The corners of Dazai Osamu's lips lifted slightly.

"But it's not something to be concerned about. Anyway, for you, Chuya, this kind of guy is not too difficult to deal with." Osamu Dazai shrugged: "Besides, since there are 'ghosts', maybe you can easily Find out some interesting news."

Hearing what Osamu Dazai said, Nakahara Chuye no longer hesitated.

Facing the somewhat dignified air in the church, Zhongyuan Zhong also broke in without any scruples—but he was already mentally prepared. When he saw the group of guys gathered in the church, Zhongyuan Zhongye I still couldn't help but whisper in my heart.

All of them had white masks on their faces, indifferent, like ghosts without emotion.

And after the figure of Zhongya Zhongyuan appeared, those guys with white masks rushed towards this direction in unison, with indisputable cruelty in every gesture.

It was as if he wanted to tear the "invader" Zhongya, the Central Plains, into pieces in an instant.

There is no figure of the kidnapped military doctor Mori Ogai in the church, nor are there any so-called "slate paintings". There are only this group of "thugs" who seem to have been waiting in place for a long time.

But these thugs, in the final analysis, are just ordinary people with no power to restrain their chickens.

Zhong Yuanzhong also realized this when he overturned a guy who was rushing to the front.

Their strength is not strong, and they are not even "supernatural beings" at all, but they are full of hostility towards Zhongyuan Chuya and his group.

——and this malice itself is shocking enough.

This is not an enjoyable fight.In terms of strength, this battle was overwhelmingly overwhelming. After all, none of the people present could resist Chuya's attack.But adding one's own power to ordinary people who are helpless to fight back is not a commendable thing for Zhongya in itself.

So during the battle, Chuya Nakahara became more and more anxious.

Wasting my time and energy on this kind of battle or something...

The battle soon ended with no suspense, and in the chaos after the battle, Osamu Dazai walked slowly to a guy with a white mask sitting cross-legged in a corner.

When his eyes turned to that corner, Zhong Yuanzhong also suddenly felt a little bit nahan, because he suddenly realized that he didn't seem to have fought against the opponent before, and the guy with the strange white oak hair seemed to have nothing to do from the beginning to the end. Really get involved in the fight.

"What an unexpected encounter." Osamu Dazai knelt down in front of that guy, "In this case, instead of staying in the temple of your own sect, you run to a church of another sect."

"Hey, after all, something that people can't ignore is happening here." The man raised his hand and lifted the white mask covering his face with his slender fingers, revealing the excited face And those iridescent pupils that would surprise anyone.

"Speaking of which, you came here out of curiosity. So you must understand how I feel, Dazai."

"I'm really sorry, I don't understand your feelings." Osamu Dazai tilted his head slightly, and stared at the face of the man opposite him with his iris-colored eyes.

Despite his playful expression, Osamu Dazai could still read the indifference and emptiness from the depths of this guy's pupils effortlessly, and he was convinced that that was the "truth" that this guy in front of him carried.

He will appear here, not because of pure "curiosity".

"Or rather than guessing your thoughts, I would rather hear you share with me the 'interesting things' you saw here."

"Master Tong Mo."