Leader Zai and Despair Raids the World

Kamado Tanjiro also looked up.

He looked dumbfounded.

That was a scene like a natural disaster.

Trapped in the time retrograde army, Zhong also galloped like a meteorite.

Even if the enemy's sword fell on Nakaya, Nakaya would not be harmed in the slightest.

On the contrary, the blade of the enemy knife was ruthlessly suppressed by gravity.

It can be said that there are as many enemy knives as there are enemy knives that are destroyed in the instant of being attacked.

"A bunch of useless—miscellaneous soldiers—!!"

Amidst the silent screams of Di Daojian, Zhong Ye's disdainful shouts could be heard.

Following Chuya's fast-moving figure like a black afterimage, enemy knives were kicked out constantly.

Nakahara Chuya, who stepped on the enemy and leaped vertically, swept his legs horizontally in midair under the force of gravity.

Like overturned dominoes, the enemy knives leaping up at high speed are treated as bullets that can be fired.

Following Chuya's ferocious spiral kick like a hammer, the encircled enemy swords were knocked over like a whirlwind, and embedded in the ground.

Immediately afterwards, it was shattered inch by inch.

"…………"

Kamado Tanjirou watched the scene dazzled.

The one in front of me is not a "battle".

It can't even be called "fighting".

It was just, mechanical, one-sided, overwhelming violence.

Nakahara Chuya, who is known as the gravity manipulator, and Nakahara Chuya, who is the container of "Arabara Spit".

With him alone, he can do this.

Osamu Dazai also waited and watched that scene.

However, as if he had been separated from the previous sensibility, the light thoughts dissipated.

He lowered his eyes slightly, interrupting Tanjiro Kamado's daze.

"There are neither considerable thermal weapons, nor special abilities beyond the scope of the sword. As Chuya said, the enemy is just a bunch of scrap metal."

The man said indifferently, unable to lift his spirits.

"For Chuya, it's just physical labor like cleaning up garbage. It won't take long. It will be over soon."

The kite-colored right eye, which was not bound by bandages, was quietly watching Tanjirou.

"...You, don't you have anything else to do?" Dazai said quietly.

"You don't need to stay by my side. There are still a lot of miscellaneous soldiers. If you want to kill them, go ahead and kill them."

Tanjiro froze for a moment, then blinked.

As Dazai said, the entire space-time is occupied as the lair of the time retrograde army.

Even Zhong also dashes forward at the speed of crushing ants, whether it is because he is not afraid of death, or lacks intelligence and only retains the instinct of destroying history, the enemy knives are still besieging him in an endless stream.

The origin swords are working tirelessly to kill the enemy.However, no matter how hard they tried to maintain the formation of the guards, they were gradually dispersed by the enemy knives.

Standing beside Osamu Dazai, there was only Tanjiro Kamado left.

After realizing this, Tanjirou immediately wanted to refuse.

And as if it had been predicted in advance——

"I don't have any plans to die right now."

Dazai said wearily. "So, it won't die."

"Whatever you want to do, just do it."

Tanjiro clenched the Japanese sword in his hand:

"Then, when Mr. Nakahara is not back, I will protect Mr. Dazai!!"

The ghost-slaying boy narrowed his eyes with a smile.

It was a bright and warm smile like the sun.

"After all, Mr. Dazai has helped me a lot! If I were the only one, I would not be able to understand the truth of Honmaru no matter what! The result is that I was trapped here like other god judges, never going back, never seeing you again Not to Nezuko..."

As Tanjirou spoke, he looked at the man in black and red scarf with tears in his eyes, and was almost moved to tears.

"And, even without me, Dazai-san, and Nakahara-san, can this matter be resolved?"

The boy noticed it keenly.

"It took so much energy to gather the god judges, not only found me, but also willing to bring me along—"

"Woohooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooum Dazai !!" !! "

Osamu Dazai: "."

【Barrage:

"Congratulations to the leader, Zaixi, for offering a Jump Healing hero hero card!!"

"That's right, Dazai is indeed a good boy like a god! It's true! It's true!!"]

Dazai disagreed with this, but he couldn't summon up the energy to refute.

He has always been indifferent to the misunderstandings, fears, slanders, and rumors that other people have invested in him.

(Like the death of a former port mafia boss.)

However, since I came to this world, I always feel that the misunderstanding of others has produced a strange deviation...

Dazai thought of all the swordsmen in his own maru who had achieved self-strategy, so he showed kindness once in a while, and kindly reminded Kamado Tanjiro:

"'Osamu Dazai' is a good person, or something. The bones piled up in Yokohama Bay, I am afraid they will struggle to crawl out after hearing this sentence."

He sighed wearily.

"——Those god judges who were used by me just now and died with regret. Didn't you see how they died?"

Tanjiro was silent for a moment, with a slightly sad expression on his face.He held the sun wheel knife tightly.

"That's right."

The ghost-slaying boy said firmly.

"However, I have also seen their behavior of betraying their companions and forcing the swords to stand in front of them."

"Because of my own despair, tormenting my companion—"

"This kind of thing, although very sad... But, it is not worthy of forgiveness."

A brilliant, scorching, bright and dazzling flame rose from the sun wheel saber.

The boy standing in the flames showed a gentle and firm smile.

"Mr. Dazai who protects everyone in his own way, I definitely don't hate it!"

"--so,"

"You enemies will never be allowed to hurt Mr. Dazai!!"

Tanjiro took a step forward, concentrating on breathing:

——The breath of the sun, the shape of one, and the round dance! ! !

【Barrage:

"!!!!!!!!!"]

What slashed forward in a circular arc shape was a scorching flame.

It was a pure and warm flame that seemed to descend from the sun in the sky.

Jumping in the flames, the young man who guarded others seemed to have been gently kissed by a god on the forehead.

Anyone who is lucky enough to witness this scene can't help praying for the young man from the bottom of his heart:

—— Let the smile on that immature face be more, more.

"........."

He was firmly guarded by the undoubted, good-aligned youth, and any sword that dared to sneak attack was cut off by the light of the lingering flame.

For a moment, a very subtle expression appeared on the face of the leader Dazai.

【Barrage:

"Leader Zai: I clearly received a script with villains..."

"Boss Zai: I am obviously the incarnation of Yokohama's night, and normal people hate and fear me..."

"Leader Zai: Why do you want to protect me, the mafia leader??? Is there something wrong with your world?????"

"I'm fine, I'm fine, I'm going again!!"

"As expected of Dazai! A man who is in the same frame as CP!!"

"Yokohama CP is tens of millions, and Dazai alone accounts for half!"

"This lalang smells a little..."

"Even if you do all kinds of bad things, I will protect your young milk dog x hands stained with blood and also save the world's mafia godfather, sisters?!?!?"

Wu Zhenzai: ...

Do not knock.No appointment.impossible.The high-dimensional world is hopeless.Let the world be destroyed. 】

At the same time, the ground trembled.

The dark red light exploded.

The one that erupted from the middle of the Central Plains no longer seemed to belong to the category of human beings.

The ground is rolling, the buildings are melting, and the air is burning.

The time-traveling army, which was densely packed like ants, was blown away like a hurricane head-on.

Immediately afterwards, it was reduced to ashes before it fell to the ground.

"........."

Everyone stared at the scene speechlessly.

In the next second, from the torrent of that tyrannical force, Chuya Chuya, who was laughing loudly and holding a black hole-like gravity aggregate in his hand, emerged.

Just watching, there is a kind of fear of spying on natural disasters with the naked eye.

"—Idiot, are you? Chuya?"

Osamu Dazai was speechless in another sense, and stepped forward.

"?! Wait a minute! Mr. Dazai, don't go there, I feel very dangerous!"

Tanjiro yelled loudly as he shielded himself from the oncoming heat wave with his arms.

"Ah, that's fine."

Judging from the appearance, no matter how you look at him, it is impossible to say that he has enough physical strength to suppress the natural disaster on the other side, but at this time, Dazai waved his hand quite lightly.

Without squinting, he crossed the battlefield where only the enemy's residue was left, and strode towards Zhongya, who was attacking indiscriminately.

——Then, with a "slap", it slapped Chuya on the forehead.

The moon-white light took away the ominous and ferocious filthy circuit that appeared on the surface of Zhongye in the Central Plains.

Immediately afterwards, Dazai pinched Chuya's cheek condescendingly with a clear displeasure expression.

He didn't relax.

Chuya, who had just recovered from the supernatural power, was quickly pinched with red marks of violence on his face.

"What did I say? Chuya, who doesn't have a long memory."

The man in black and red scarf said coldly.

"—Don't rely too much on me. Is there any word in this sentence that you don't understand?"

"..." Chuya rolled his eyes guiltily, stiffened his mouth again, and slapped Osamu Dazai's hand away.

"I, I know... I know it,"

His voice became lower and lower, but finally rose with bravado:

"But!! There are so many ants, are you trying to exhaust me?!?!"

The leader Dazai did not respond to these words.He didn't care about his hands being clapped away.

He just emphasized it again and again in a cold and warning voice.

It seems to be facing the Central Plains Chuya, and it is also like facing another Central Plains Chuya, ordering:

"Don't... open 'dirty' casually like this."

At the end of this sentence, slowly, slowly, it fell down.

Floating in the air like a kite with its rope cut.

Like a child who has lost his way and cannot find his coordinates.

Like the cold water flowing through the fingers when you let go of your hand.

"........."

This sentence is over.Dazai Osamu's intense anger at that moment turned into ashes as if it had been completely burned.

The eternal ice once again covered the man's pupils.

He dropped Chuya of the Central Plains, turned and walked towards the wreckage of the Government of Time.