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"Your opponent is me, Gide." Oda Sakunosuke raised his gun and pointed it in the direction of the white-haired man.

Gide smiled: "Don't worry, Sakunosuke, we have to get rid of her before we continue to fight."

After finishing speaking, the white-haired man quickly rushed towards the purple-haired girl, stepping on the lake and splashing water.

After reacting, Oda Sakunosuke quickly fired a few shots in Gide's direction.

Gide dexterously dodged the flying bullets and rushed to Zoshi Genji.

Looking at the purple-haired girl who was only one step away, the white-haired man raised his gun and pointed the muzzle at the girl's fair forehead.

Genji Zoshi looked at the black muzzle of the gun in front of him, and didn't mean to dodge to avoid it, but instead evoked a smile.

"Gide, you are the undead of the battlefield, and only the battlefield is your destination, isn't it?"

The white-haired man was stunned.

Genji Zoshi continued: "So you want to die in battle. Only by dying in the hands of the enemy can your soul return to peace forever."

Gide smiled, and his red eyes revealed excitement: "Ah, yes, I once made a promise to my comrades that I would die on the battlefield. I am a soldier, and it is only right for a soldier to leave on the battlefield ending."

Zoshi Genji still looked directly at the man opposite, she was playing "The Pure Land of Ultimate Bliss" in her ears and couldn't hear what Gide was saying, but she had to say what she wanted to say before finishing Gide.

"But! This is not the reason for you to involve Mr. Oda!"

"He is different from you. He has a family, a dream, and he wants to live!"

"Why should it be because of you, why should he give up what he has for you?"

The girl's clear voice echoed in this space with some anger.

Gide froze for a moment, and was about to say something to write.

Suddenly, the white-haired man's expression changed, as if he saw some future, his fingers pulled the trigger violently.

However, it was still a slow step. Gide seemed to lose consciousness instantly, and fell backwards. The bullet fired from the pistol also changed its trajectory.

"Wow!" Accompanied by a huge splash, the white-haired man fell into the water, still holding the gun in his hand, his expression was very calm, as if he had fallen asleep.

Zoshi Genji looked down at the white-haired man lying in front of him, and said in a low voice, "Since you want to die on the battlefield—"

"Then sleep in the endless battle."

At this moment, a hand was lightly placed on Genji Zaki's shoulder, and when she looked back, it was Oda Sakunosuke standing behind her at some point.

The red-haired man seemed about to say something, but he didn't wait for him to speak.

The surrounding scenery suddenly changed, and the water under their feet turned into the ground again. The beautiful scenery just now disappeared without a trace like an illusion, and they returned to the room just now.

The only difference is that there are many more people in this room now.

There were two groups of people standing on either side of the room, a group of mimic members in brown robes, and a group of port mafia members in black suits.

And in front of the group of port mafia, there was still a familiar figure standing.

With a black windbreaker rolling behind him and a white bandage wrapped around his face, it was Osamu Dazai.

Oda Sakunosuke met the iris-colored eyes, and the other party seemed to be relieved to see him.

Osamu Dazai glanced at the purple-haired girl over there, and some complicated emotions flashed in his eyes.

"Odasaku, get out of the way." The black-haired man gently opened his lips and said, then looked at the group of people in brown robes opposite him, his eyes darkened.

"shot."

Accompanied by Osamu Dazai's order, dense gunshots sounded instantly, and countless bullets were fired from the muzzles of both sides.

After reacting, Oda Sakunosuke quickly hugged the purple-haired girl in front of him, turned over and leaned against the wall, avoiding the exchange of fire between the two sides.

"Bang! Bang!" The sound of gunshots was endless, bullet casings were scattered on the ground, and the sun shone on the metal casing with a dazzling light.

The number of people on both sides is decreasing, and people continue to fall to the ground.

Blood flowed from under the fallen man, and even the cracks in the floor were filled with scarlet liquid.

Genji Zoshi looked at the scene in front of him, the tip of his nose was filled with gunpowder smoke and blood, and for the first time he deeply felt what the Mafia meant.

Killing people is perhaps the easiest thing for them.

It only takes one bullet to take someone's life.

Genji Zuoxi's eyes darkened. She had killed people and fought many times, but her opponents were almost not human, so she was able to kill so decisively.

Genji Zoshi didn't sympathize with anyone, she knew very well that soft-heartedness in battle would kill her, and she didn't intend to express any opinions on the way the Mafia survived.

Gojo Satoru once told her that since she chose to take the path of a conjurer, she must have the awareness to bear the burden of death.

Similarly, whether it is becoming the mafia or the undead on the battlefield, this is the path they choose.

She has no qualifications and reasons to question.

At this moment, an electronic sound came from Genji Zoshi's mind, "Congratulations to the host, killing the superhuman Andre Gide, non-commissioned content, reward points 200 points, your balance is 204 points~"

The cold voice made her stunned.

Wait, kill?

Genji Zoshi hurriedly looked into the room, and saw that Andre Gide's expression was still very calm, and he could even see the smile on his lips.

The body of the white-haired man was not injured, perhaps because he fell to the ground, the bullets in the exchange of fire did not hurt him.

Then why did he die?

"He actively chose to die in the illusion~"

As if to explain her doubts, the system said.

Zoshi Genji was stunned, and looked at the white-haired man who fell not far away.

The light of the setting sun shone on the brown skin of the white-haired man, coating his whole body with a halo of yellow, which looked extraordinarily unreal.

Genji Zoshi had some complicated emotions in his heart.

If nothing else, the illusion that Gide fell into should be a battlefield.

That is to say-

Did he actively choose to die on the battlefield?

The undead living on the battlefield finally fulfilled his long-cherished wish.

......

Yokohama at dusk is exceptionally beautiful.

Mori Ogai was sitting on the sofa, and Alice beside him was drawing something on the paper with a crayon. The room was very quiet, only the rustling sound of the brush rubbing against the paper.

The black-haired man looked at the sunset outside the floor-to-ceiling windows, with a smile on his lips.

Recalling that not long ago Osamu Dazai came to him to ask for support from the supernatural being.

I don't know what's going on with the mimic.

Hope everything goes well.

No matter what the sacrifice, he will achieve his purpose.

Everything is for--

Ability business license.

Thinking of this, the curve of Mori Owai's lips widened again, and he reached out to pick up the black tea on the table, just as he was about to take a sip.

"Crack-"

There was a crisp sound, which seemed to be a cracking sound.

Mori Ogai raised his head quickly, and saw that the huge French windows were suddenly covered with cracks like spider webs, and the next moment, the bulletproof glass seemed to be hit by something, and the fragments scattered towards the room.

Shards of glass scratched the wallpaper on the walls, leaving ugly scratches.

Suddenly, a huge coercion hit, and the floor of the entire room trembled uncontrollably because of this pressure.

The black tea in Mori Ogai's hand also fell to the ground because of the shaking, and the strong tea fragrance permeated the air.

The black-haired man quickly put down his teacup and stood up, looking out the window vigilantly, while Alice was standing beside him.

I saw a man standing outside the tall building with his hands in his pockets. The wind blew his white hair, revealing a pair of blue eyes that were as clear as jewels.

It is Wujo Satoru.

Why is he here?

The photos should have been sent anonymously. No matter how Gojo Satoru tried to search, it was impossible to find the port mafia.

So what is he here for?

Now Zhong Yuanzhong, the most powerful person here, is also on a business trip.

The rest of the supernatural beings—but even if they were all together, they might not be able to defeat him.

This is really bad.

Mori Ogai looked at the man outside the window with a polite smile on his lips.

"Oh, this is really a rare visitor, Mr. Gojo."

The white-haired man looked at him, raised his feet, and walked in the air. Every time he took a step forward, Mori Ogai felt more pressure.

Gojo Satoru evoked a smile, and said as he walked:

"My student had an accident in your Yokohama."

"I think--"

Gojo Satoru stepped on the window sill, and the original floor-to-ceiling windows had been shattered, and people outside could easily enter the room.

"You should give me an explanation, shouldn't you?"

Hearing this, the black-haired man raised his eyebrows and understood.

It seems that Gojo Satoru didn't come because of the letter, and he didn't even know about the death of Zoshi Genji.

It turned out to be the case.

Then it's better to use this point to add another layer of insurance to get rid of the mimic.

Mori Ogai raised the corner of his mouth suddenly, looked at the white-haired man with scarlet eyes, and said:

"I don't know the details, but it seems to be related to mimic. Their base is in the mansion in the forest."

The coercion on the white-haired man became stronger, and the tone of his words was terrifyingly low: "mimic?"

Mori Ogai nodded slightly, and continued: "I heard from other organizations that this is the case. The leader of Mimic, Gide, shot and killed people in Yokohama a few days ago."

Every time a word is uttered, the surrounding air pressure decreases by one point.

"And one of the people he killed was a young woman with purple hair."

Mori Ogai looked at the smiling white-haired man, with madness and anger in that smile, as if he was going to destroy something in the next second.

The black-haired man let out a mouthful of foul air, and slowly opened his lips to say the last sentence.

"Age around 16-18 years old."

These words were like the fuse that detonated a bomb. In the next moment, a shock came from under the feet. Cracks began to appear on the wooden floor, and stones fell from the ceiling. The whole building seemed to be shaking.

When Mori Ogai raised his head to look out the window again, the white-haired man had disappeared.

The black-haired man patted the top of the blond-haired little girl beside him, looked at the precarious building, and finally let out a long sigh of relief.

To make Gojo Satoru so angry——

It seems that Zoshi Genji is really dead.

Mori Ogai picked up the photo hidden under the file.

The purple-haired girl in sportswear was printed on the photo, her pale golden eyes were looking straight ahead.

This is the photo used for the arrest warrant at that time.

Mori Ogai gently stroked the photo in his hand with his fingers.

What a pity—

I failed to turn you into the most dazzling diamond in my hand.