How can I broadcast live in Yokohama as a normal person

The sanctuary of the Silver King disappeared, leaving only a gray-black giant sword hanging alone in the sky.

"how so..."

Seemingly still not recovering from the blow of failure, Wu Se opened his palms, his eyes lost focus, and the palm prints on his palms were clear for a while and then became incomparably blurred.

Obviously...obviously I will get it soon...

"He's inside me now, trapped."

Bending down, Kiyoshi Aihara put his hands on the shoulders of the Colorless King, and gave the final guidance with a smile, "You still have one last chance."

Raising his head suddenly, his colorless eyes widened to the limit, staring at the young man in front of him.

The other party's pure black eyes looked even darker under the misty moonlight at night, and the hair hanging from the ears covered the end of the eyes, like a stage covered by a curtain, which aroused people's desire to explore even more.

This is a liar full of lies - this, he is very clear.

What's even more absurd is that even if he knows that the other party has another purpose, he still knows that there may be another deception in the words-the choice given by the young man is his only way out, the only life-saving straw.

This sentence gave Wu Se new hope again, he convinced himself that the failure just now was just because the soul was squeezed out, so it couldn't be swallowed.

He deliberately does not think about the possibility of the next failure.

The particularity of Aihara Kiyoshi's physique made this silver soul no longer have a place to escape - the consciousness space of the youth is their real battlefield.

This is the last chance.

The determination has been made, without thinking too much, Wu Se resolutely abandoned the body that only stayed for a moment.It seemed that all his ambitions had been poured into this moment, and he rushed into that prison-like hell without hesitation.

There is only one target left in front of him - the King of Devouring Silver.

Catching the unconscious body, Aihara Kiyoshi placed him on the couch and arranged it.

'Rest assured, your soul will not be touched. '

The youth comforted another soul in his body.

The moment the Colorless King re-entered the space of consciousness, he was bound in a corner by an invisible wall.

Weitzman walked up to him, looked down at this soul whose whole body was made up of split malice at this moment, and sighed softly.

"It's so pitiful..." The appearance of human beings after losing themselves.

The tolerant Wang lamented that he was as gentle as ever even when he was facing someone who was full of malice.But this kind of pity seems to make Ling Wushi even more angry.

"Let me out! I will devour you! I will devour all kings!!"

The sanctuary was always open, but he couldn't escape the shackles at all, and was still trapped in this body—Wu Se finally realized that every word the young man said to him was a complete lie.

He's as ridiculous as a raccoon washing marshmallows or a monkey fishing for the moon.

The hatred was all transferred to the young teacher in the next moment, and even the original purpose was completely forgotten.

"I'm going to kill you! I'm going to kill you!!! I'm going to kill you!!!"

At this moment, whether he can devour the king in front of him is no longer important—his purpose and whereabouts have been completely exposed, and he is powerless to resist the encirclement and suppression of other kings.

The self has been completely lost, and there is no possibility of getting it back—and the person who caused this situation is Aihara Kiyoshi.

This hateful liar puts hope in front of him time and time again, but takes it away every time he is about to touch it, or simply put it as an illusion.

Killing Aihara Kiyoshi is the only consensus reached by this divided soul at this moment—even if they die together, they still want to do it.

This sad king seems to regard being the "only" as the only way to find himself and realize his self-worth.As everyone knows, from the beginning of the decision to devour, everything has been irreversible.

The complete collapse of the self seems to have affected the stability of the sword of Damocles. Cracks have already appeared on the gray-black giant sword, and fine metal-like energy crystals fall from the cracks from time to time.

The Colorless King's Weizmann bias has reached a dangerous level.

Looking up at the incomparably illusory giant sword that had cracks, Aihara Kiyoshi was thoughtful.

His original plan was to put two kings with mutually exclusive powers into his body, and under the stimulation of this natural opposite nature, make one of them drop the sword of Damocles, and then let Bai use the space domain to drop the falling sword. The destructive power of the slabs converges to a single point and destroys the slate.

Among them, the most suitable ones to be selected as chess pieces are the blue king Munakata Reishi and the red king Zhou Fangzun.

However...

It is still the issue that has caused countless people to debate: the value of a person's life and the life of a group is higher.

From the perspective of youth, life is priceless.

A person's life is as important as a group of people's lives, so there is no choice.

But——when this person is guilty of sin and chooses to continue to hurt the people around him without repentance, then in Aihara Kiyoshi's eyes, such a person will lose all value.

Thus, the group can be chosen without hesitation at the expense of the individual.

Under such logic, the Colorless King became his pawn of course—and it was the only choice from beginning to end.

Temporarily keeping Weitzman's soul in the body is just to speed up the collapse of the sword of Damocles, the colorless king, because they have subtle mutually exclusive powers.

But... now it seems.

It seems that there is no need for the intervention of the king of origin, to extinguish all the colorless hopes, and to create a mirror-like illusion to deceive the king himself, it seems that he has already been able to make this disqualified king who has lost himself fall into the sword.

He overestimated the colorless psychological capacity.

The Sword of Damocles is still initially out of control, and there is still a distance from falling.

During this time, he will do everything he can to stimulate the colorless and hasten the final moment.After all, there is not much time left for him, and the sword of the Silver King is like a signal for action. The progress of Fyodor's implementation plan may not be slower than him.

As long as the King of Gold still guards the slate, such absolute power is not afraid of any conspiracy.

And the day the old man loses his power will also be the moment when Fyodor's plan begins in full swing.

What he needs to do—is to come to the Pillar Tower before Fyodor, to meet the end of the Slate and the Disqualified King.

......

City of Yokohama

The parade organized by the citizens spontaneously began.

They want the truth—the truth about why they have two memories.

I don't know when, a news that I don't know whether it is true or false has spread to everyone: it is actually the outbreak of supernatural powers that caused the tragedy of Leibo Street in another world, and the so-called gods are just supernatural powers. .

Not to mention saving countless lives.

The behavior of those whose mentality is unbalanced due to the addition of memory is the most uncontrollable, and almost all of them are at the forefront of the parade.

What's more, people who have no moral bottom line take advantage of the chaos to make the situation worse, as if to them, this is just a game.

The people were divided into two factions.

One faction hopes to gain strength so as to protect their own happiness.

One party hates supernatural powers and wants the government to issue a decree to execute all supernatural power users.

As a gathering place for people with supernatural powers, the port mafia and the armed detective agency were surrounded by demonstrators holding red slogans.Because of the nature of Hong Kong/Black, the deterrent force still exists, so the troubles encountered are relatively small.

Those who dared to stay there were players who exchanged their points for life-saving items on Jungle.

The situation of the Armed Detective Agency is not so optimistic. Relying on the fact that the members of the Armed Detective Agency will not attack ordinary people, this detective agency seems to have become a catharsis point for all negative emotions.The windows were broken by stones and graffiti was painted on the walls.

There are many other annoying tricks.

Even - the impetuousness of the Internet seems to have spread to other places with this turmoil.

Because the apparent office was besieged, all the members came to the secret base of the church for a meeting to discuss countermeasures.

"This group of people... is too much!"

Angrily hitting the table with his fist, Kunikida's expression was vicious. This young man who has been acting according to his "ideal" rarely lost his composure.

"This is still the best situation, Kunikida-kun." The finger pressed the Enter key, and the latest information was displayed in front of his eyes. "At present, they are all ordinary people without supernatural powers, but..."

"Jungle, the platform created by the fifth king, Green King Bishuiliu, has just announced a new policy - the ability to exchange points will be directly given to users instead of small items."

"The people who participated in the parade are basically Jungle users... Kunikida-kun."

Sweeping his eyes lightly across the screen, Osamu Dazai said in a low voice: "At that time, what we are facing will not be ordinary people - but people with supernatural powers."

Even the port mafia would have a headache facing so many people with supernatural powers.

And... Zhong also...

With a chuckle, Osamu Dazai closed the notebook.

That guy's heart is not so fragile - because his former partner never thought of himself as a god... Instead, he has been working hard to become a human being, more human than many people.

Some - sarcasm.

......

Green Clan

Looking at the people on the screen who were intimidated by the mafia with guns/arms, Bi Shuiliu frowned—it's not fair, if the world is a game field, then the rules of the game are not fair at all.

The few with power are always the ones who win.

Young Wang finally rewrote the background program, and the new policy appeared on every user's terminal.

"I want to create a fairer world."

A world where everyone has the right to compete and control their own destiny.

Walking to Bishuiliu's side, Fyodor lowered his eyes and looked at the young king with a smile.

"So, do you still want to know the truth about this world?"

"unnecessary."

Standing up, Bishuiliu picked up the coat that was put aside and put it on, ready to go out.

He already had guesses in his mind.

"I will personally ask that person for confirmation."

The one standing on the Pillar Tower—the strongest king.

"Looks like it's time to challenge the purgatory-level boss again."

Even though he said this, the young man still had a smile on his face, and his eyes were full of excitement.

The middle-aged man walked up to him.

The footsteps of the water flow stopped.

"Uncle, do you want to stop me?"

Looking at the young man, Feng Shengwu sighed helplessly, and put his hand on the top of his hair.

"It always makes me worry, Liu, but..." Putting his hand on the cross on his chest, the man's eyes were full of tolerance, "Don't worry, do what you want, I will... protect you you."

In the name of the Sixth King.

Yes, for Feng Shengwu, the answer to that difficult topic is the same as Aihara Qing's - a person and a group of people are equally important.

For a long time, he has guided this child selfishly, not wanting him to go on the path of fate—the king chosen by the stone board shoulders an unchangeable destiny, because the condition for becoming a king is that their essence matches the characteristics of the throne.

If Liu wants to create a fairer world, he will not stop it, and has no position to stop it.

As the guardian king, all he can do is to protect as many people as he can.

Watching the scene in front of him, the smile on Fyodor's face deepened.Under the neutralization of the green light, the icy blue eyes were also stained with warmth.

It is these luminous qualities that make the human group incomparably beautiful, and there is no need for superfluous things like supernatural powers to destroy the already perfect picture.

The bond between the two sovereigns was not his hindrance—it was the catalyst to his goals.

Respect each other's nature and care for each other.

Such a bond... is very dazzling.