Bizarre beater

In ghost stories, the ghost hitting the wall is a very classic link.

Party B, Yunhe, walked for ten minutes in the corridor on the 45th floor and still couldn't find an open door.

So he performed on the spot hitting a wall alone.

When he heard the sound of heartbeat and breathing, he plunged the knife in his hand into the wall next to him.

Blood burst out and splashed all over the floor.

The wall disappeared, and Kaito looked at him in horror, but fell down before he could say anything.

Jules, who hid in the dark to observe this scene, succeeded in his trick and laughed triumphantly.

Party B, who killed Party A off guard, paused for a moment, and looked at the other people who showed killing intent towards him expressionlessly.

Hands up and down, one by one counts one by one.

He thought that thing was quite naive, and he actually felt that he would have any compassion for Party A.

What is the difference between having sympathy and pity for a person who came to kill oneself and committing suicide?

In the end, someone stopped his unilateral killing.

Lovecraft.

Instead of stopping his actions, he said to others: "Juleus is not the old ruler."

He has long been used to loneliness, and he doesn't regret it very much.

The others looked disappointed, but they firmly believed in his words.

Pretending to be a god is a greater crime than killing a companion, and the weak prey on the strong is the most normal thing for them. When there is no need to die for the gods, everyone chose to leave.

He even told him where Jules was.

Party B Yunhe took two deep breaths of the seafood-free air, and was surprised to find that his hands were not shaking. He touched his forehead with his hands and found that his body temperature was quite high.

He is excited.

He wasn't as scared as he thought he was.

Because he also gradually realized that he was the feared existence.

He really likes the two-dimensional world, or the world of the strong.

While he was standing in front of the floor-to-ceiling windows, enjoying the solitude of a strong man, someone pushed open the door that finally appeared.

In fact, less than half an hour has passed since he was pushed down from the rooftop, just enough for some reluctant people to chat.

Nakahara Chuya solemnly said goodbye to his companions, and then left behind Mori Ogai without looking back.

It doesn't take long to dream about such things, because in reality there are more things waiting for him to do.

But as it stands now, someone single-handedly took care of most of the rats that came in.

The young man standing in front of the floor-to-ceiling windows had a slender and lonely back, but the knife in his hand was still dripping blood.

That blood is cold.

And this person's heart probably wouldn't be much warmer than blood.

The port mafia has always been very wary of Yunhe, the second party, so they are not sure at the moment whether this person is an enemy or a teammate.

However, at the next moment, the young man turned his head and came straight towards them with a knife in his hand.

All vigilantly preparing for battle.

Party B Yunhe: "Come, come, Mr. Mori, the president of the Armed Detective Agency entrusted me to bring this to you. I left the scabbard on the first floor. You can ask someone to pick it up later."

Mori Ogai looked at the knife lying in front of him: "...Why did he ask you to give this to me?"

He reasonably suspected that his old nemesis wanted to kill him.

"Who knows, maybe I'm worried about your safety and want me to come and protect you."

Everyone looked at the expression on their leader's face.

They still remembered the order issued by the leader not long ago to prohibit personal fights with the armed detective agency, and they reasonably suspected that the leader had personal feelings.

Mori Ogai: "...I don't need this kind of thing, please send it back."

Party B Yunhe: "No return service is provided."

"Then entrust you to send this back and use it to kill the monster in the basement."

Mr. Mori, who quickly understood the key points, successfully placed the order with the mobile phone of Party B Yunhe.

Sure enough, he didn't ask why the monster looked the same as Yunhe.

The sophistication and cunning of adults is evident.

-

Jules hid in the training ground in the basement.

In this world, he is the only one who understands how terrifying the vitality and power of Party B Yunhe is.

Having absorbed the opponent's vitality and strength, he has the strength and immortality to surpass everyone here.

But after so long, that person's face didn't even turn pale, and he still couldn't find the weakness and gap in the other person's heart, and he couldn't replace it.

Therefore, he only dared to use some tricks to cover up his own existence carefully. Knowing that the other party was afraid of ghosts, he couldn't wait to build a large haunted house to scare the other party.

However, some people are afraid to avoid and give in, and some people are afraid to get rid of what scares them.

He can't even make the other person feel scared.

Although he was confident that he would never be killed, he was still frightened by the opponent's violent behavior, and decided to hide and let other people consume the opponent's strength.

When Party B Yunhe went down to the basement, he did see Verlaine waiting on the road.

And Lan Tang standing beside him.

The two beauties standing together are very pleasing to the eye.

So he didn't do it directly, but waited for the other party to speak first.

Verlaine: "If you kill that thing, will the dead leave?"

"It has nothing to do with that guy, and it will probably stay for a week."

Lasts until the death curse ends.

These dead people were summoned by the "rule-like strange talk" ability, and they manifested themselves because they were contaminated with his power and curse.

When all his buffs are removed, these people will also become souls and sink to hell, continuing their lives on the other side.

According to Smilt, the longer the dead remain in reality, the more likely they are to lose their minds.

However, he did not explain this situation, and the other party may not have guessed it.

Otherwise, they should have just started fighting with him regardless of 21.

Verlaine was silent for a long time, and said, "He's at the training ground."

The training ground specially built for him by the Port Mafia to train his disciples used the latest technology and expensive materials, making it magnificent and solemn.

It has been completely filled with water.

As soon as Party B's Yunhe opened the door, he was swallowed by sea water.

he:"……"

Fuck, I can't pretend anymore, his swimming skills are limited to not drowning, and he can't be allowed to fight handsome people in the water.

He glanced back and saw that the light of the supernatural power on Verlaine's body was flickering, and he locked the water in the door to prevent his room and yard from being flooded.

Lan Tang, who was next to him, noticed the murderous intent in his eyes, and helped to explain: "The drainage system is being used to drain water, and it may take a while."

So Party B Yunhe had to squat at the door and play with his mobile phone, waiting for the water to drain.

After waiting for half an hour, he didn't get anything, only his magic power dropped a lot.

That dog thing is using its mana to create water, and he can't even do water avoidance.

It just doesn't make sense.

When he was still hesitating to play another game or try to go for a swim, Osamu Dazai called him.

As soon as he spoke, the weak voice seemed to be dying: "When will you be well? Those people are under control again, it's terrible, I want to hide from them and kill me, and at the same time I want to take them out of the port mafia Building, do you know how many people are here? Lifeguards don’t work as hard as me!!”

Party B Yunhe's tone was also very weak: "Please ask Mr. Sen for me, if the basement is destroyed, will the headquarters building collapse?"

Mr. Mori, who heard this terrible question, took a last look at the building he had just built a few months ago, holding back the pain in his heart, and said, "Destroy it, and I will build a new one."

He was quite happy that Party B Yunhe seemed to pay more attention to the safety of public buildings than other supernatural beings, but he didn't expect to keep his own building.

Forget it, think optimistically, he doesn't feel at ease in the building where there are so many ghosts and ghosts.

Better to tear it down and rebuild.

"Do I need to pay?" Yunhe asked cautiously again.

Mori Ogai forced generosity: "No need, it was originally my entrustment, please trouble."

He deeply doubted that if he said he needed it, the other party would leave without looking back.

If it is as Dazai said, that guy can regenerate infinitely like Lovecraft, and cannot be nullified by abilities, I am afraid that there is only one person here who can deal with that monster.

For this reason, it is necessary to endure this loss and ignore the connection between them.

After this incident, he will ban everyone from discussing gossip and rumors during work.

Especially about the upper levels.

Especially about him.

Party B Yunhe, who knew that he was not responsible for the demolition, said, "Then please evacuate the building and the people nearby as soon as possible. I think he is about to mature."

The speed of absorbing his vitality and blood volume has reached its peak.

Fortunately, he was a piece of cake that could not be eaten. Jules was not interested in other people, and after finding that they could not bring him any harm or hindrance, he let them go.

It's just that a few people who were confused by his mental fluctuations made crazy moves.

An hour later, Yunhe, the second party who received the notification of the completion of the evacuation, also got a piece of news——the person with the ability to talk about the rules was caught, and the other party explained the origin of Julis.

"When light shines into the sea, it will leave beautiful traces. Such beauty cannot be seen in the deep sea, so the survivors of the deep sea are constantly praising and imagining.

It was the tail feather of the stars, the gift of the gods, the untouchable new god. "

To put it simply, the prototype is the Tyndall effect of the ocean. Sea water and light can buff each other.

The reason why you have to stay here is because the mother book of rule-based ghost stories has set this place as the place where it hatches and matures.

Party B Yunhe looked at the closed door and suddenly had a brilliant idea.

"Smilt, come here, let's discuss."

Because he collected a large number of dead souls and was upgraded, Smilt is no longer the skeleton at the beginning, but a handsome guy with black hair and red eyes.

So his master treated him much better.

But it will still be revealed in the words that the god of death has bad intentions.

When he heard "We pour water directly into hell, you open the hole wider and try to lock him in directly", his already bloodless face turned even paler.

"This...isn't it?"

Although he is not a serious god of death, he doesn't have much awe of the Lord of Hell.

But he deeply hopes that his master can take it easy because the curse has not been eliminated.

"He's using my MP. I think I might as well spend it all on you. In theory, there is a threshold for MP output not used by me. As long as your output reaches the threshold, he won't be able to steal it."

And now Smilt can use the skill that consumes the most magic power, which is the summoning of the gate of hell.

And the consumption will increase as the Lord of Hell's anger towards Party B Yunhe increases.

Theoretically possible.

But the truth is kind of vicious.

In this moment, Smilt agreed with those people's "this is a devil" assessment.

But still gave in.

No way, he is just a humble servant.

Jules realized that the vast power was no longer open to him to steal as it had been before, but his evolution had begun and could not be stopped or moved.

The water in the basement finally drained, a huge cocoon of light was exposed in the air, and the sound of a heartbeat with a strange rhythm echoed in the empty room.

The golden silk thread was almost transparent, and one could see the liquid filled inside, and the body soaked in it, made of his cells, exactly like him.

But the embryo is that octopus again.

So is this cloning, viviparity or parasitism?

Just in time to prevent his thoughts from diverging towards strange places, he walked over, ready to plunge into the cocoon.

The cocoon opened unexpectedly, and the person inside reached out and pulled him in.

The feeling of suffocation came quickly.

But his movements were faster, facing the same face as his own, he directly pressed the knife on the other's neck, ruthlessly everything.

The gushing blood stained the liquid inside the cocoon red, and Yunhe choked on it, feeling intense emotions and broken pictures pouring into his body along with the liquid.

It's top notch, like watching ten horror movies in one go.

These "waters" are made up of collected ghost stories and attached emotions.

The pupils shrank suddenly, and he grabbed Jures' hair with one hand, and cut the cocoon with a knife in the other hand, and the liquid flowed all over the ground, like a pool of blood.

But the wound on Jules' neck healed quickly, only a little slower than himself.

That face was exactly the same as his, and he was so embarrassed that he said forcibly, "Look, you can't kill me."

"I heard that you come from the Tyndall effect. Have you heard of the law of entropy increase?" Party B Yunhe stood up, pulling the other party's hair, angrily laughing, grabbed his head and began to smash it on the ground. while talking.

"A broken mirror cannot be restored. Everything is developing in the direction of disorder and chaos. This process is irreversible."

"Bang bang bang-"

"Can you! Respect science!"

"Bang bang bang-"

"What are you looking at? I'm going to lose blood when I'm injured. Your blood bar is full from the beginning to now!"

"Bang bang bang-"

The floor in the basement, which could withstand the blows of the munitions, was shattered badly, so Party B, Yunhe, began to smash the pillars and walls against the opponent's head.

"Is it fun to steal my blood?"

"Would it be nice to steal my power?"

"Do you want to scare me with ghosts?"

……

Still chanting a sentence and smashing it, it didn't cause too much physical harm to the other party, it was just to vent anger and create mental pressure.

Party B, Yunhe, still didn't wait for the opponent's counterattack.

He was ready to fight, so he notified Mori Ogai that he might have smashed the Mafia building.

Even though he understood the disparity in power between the two sides, he cut off the channel for the opponent to steal magic power. Jules, who was full of malice and pride towards him, shouldn't let him vent his anger like this.

So he stopped, looked at each other, and smiled.

"Finally, a classic question for you. Who killed me, and who did I kill?"

— is "I kill me".

Jules panicked, changed his previous passivity and silence, and launched an attack on his own initiative.

The golden silk thread went straight from his body towards Party B's Yunhe at a speed equal to the speed of light, intending to wrap and control people.

Yunhe grabbed the materialized silk thread with his backhand, pulled him closer, then grabbed Jules by the neck, and made a final attempt-trying to stuff him into hell and lock him up.

As soon as a head was pressed in, the three of them heard extremely loud curses.

"Get out—hell doesn't welcome you. After the flood is dealt with, I'll go out and kill you two bastards (referring to Ah He and Smilt)."

Smilte is like a concubine, although he has long been disliked by the Lord of Hell, but this kind of thing of being pointed at the nose by the boss of the same clan is still a great blow to him.

When the two bosses fight, is he going to fight?

Party B Yunhe looked at the closed inner door in the gate of hell with regret, and complained: "This can't stop me from opening the door, so let's put another door inside, right? Then why don't you usually see the security door closed by hell, and there are piles of demons and ghosts?" Put it outside..."

The other two people ignored his words, but they couldn't stop him from continuing to have whims.

"Come on, Smilt, here is your chance to take revenge on me."

He choked Jules by the neck like he bought a fish at the market and shook it to see if it was alive.

After the other party struggled, he said with a smile: "Use your soul chain to tie us up separately."

The soul chain is aimed at the soul. Once bound, the body may be rescued, but the soul will still remain within the bounds of the soul chain.

He didn't guarantee that his mind would be clear later, so he had to prevent this thing from engaging in any more mental attacks.

Smilte had never been so active in his work before. He carefully wrapped the limbs of the two with a much thinner soul chain, and wrapped it around the waist, abdomen and shoulders twice, leaving only one for Party B, Yunhe, to move around. arm.

Then he saw his master stab Jules a few times with a knife, and after realizing that the other party healed very quickly, he held the blade of the knife and stabbed it into his heart with lightning speed.

The strike was particularly ruthless, the tip of the knife directly passed through the chest cavity and penetrated deeply into the ground.

Jules, who was tied up next to him, looked dumbfounded and panicked, trying to struggle to save him.

If it hadn't been for seeing the two people tearing apart so badly before, Smilt might have thought this was a touching scene of sacrificing his life to save his father.

Feeling that people in the mortal world are quite similar to the underworld, the Grim Reaper obeyed his master's order and drove the huge sickle deep into Jules' body.

The blood in the room was rushing, because the injury was too fatal, Party B's Yunhe, who only hurt briefly, played with the mobile phone firmly with his movable hand.

"Are you crazy? You actually killed yourself just to kill me..."

He heard the voice of Jules scolding and begging for mercy, which made the anger he had received in the past few days subside a lot.

Strictly speaking, he is not a very desperate person.

Long-standing negative buffs can testify.

From his personal point of view, life has no meaning, nor do objective things and inherent values ​​and norms.What I pursue is to live according to my heart during the duration of life.

So he has a simple attitude of "it's none of my shit, none of your shit" for most of the things, letting himself go with the flow, lie down and give some feedback when he encounters unhappy things.

Those who really think that he can be arranged casually are really stupid.

Speaking of which, Mr. Tosi is the most measured person he has ever met, and he has never made him feel uncomfortable. Even telling ghost stories to scare him is completely within his acceptable range.

It's a pity that he severely sabotaged the opponent's plan this time, and even killed the opponent's new tool man.

The saint should be so angry that he will never forgive him again.

So this time I really fell in love.

-

Fyodor finally took stock of his victories.

A double digit number of supernatural beings died, but a little more than he expected.It's a nice addition.

Got some interesting power props.It is a good help for the follow-up plan.

The core information was obtained, including more detailed files of the supernatural beings, the distribution of forces of the port mafia, the location of the arsenal, the vault, and the movement of important funds.

After all, Osamu Dazai had been a defector for many years, and he came here mainly to save people, and there was no time to destroy the materials.

The most important thing is to confirm that both Verlaine and Lan Tang are members of the Transcendence-level European espionage, the latter died, and the former was hidden by the port mafia.

Hopefully the recovery port mafia will be able to withstand the pressure from Europe.

The bombs in various parts of the building have also been arranged, and he can say goodbye to the new headquarters building when he enters the safe passage.

Finally... Jules, who had given up, reappeared suddenly.

Objectively speaking, this provided him with a great boost, making the port mafia exhausted, and at the moment they all evacuated, but it did not restrict his actions (although those tricks were useless to him), entering the core area Such as the back garden.

And if he guessed right, if Party B Yunhe wants to kill Jules, he needs to kill himself first.

Both may die together. ——He didn't doubt that Yunhe, the second party, would choose to coexist because he couldn't do anything to him. Jules obviously pissed off the other party completely.

That person...will not accept the outcome of coexistence.

In fact, the advantages of all dead far outweighed the disadvantages for his plan.

In the plan of "removing all supernatural beings", the most difficult and must be dealt with is the transcendent, and each missing one can greatly increase the probability of success.

But... will that person really die?

He may not be happy with such a result, emotionally.

-

Party B Yunhe is not sure whether he will die.

He was just gambling.

Bet that Jules will gradually weaken and disappear as he loses blood, just like the poisonous last time.

Bet that your blood gauge can be used up.

Bet the system won't let him die.

It doesn't matter if you lose, just treat it as a closed loop of the world, he has never chosen the system, and he is still the real party B who is rushing to the deadline late at night.

[Can I have a longer snack next time? 】

He looked at the whole system with cold eyes, and his tone could even be called humble.

"Snack? What kind of snack? Is it delicious?"

【…】

The system didn't want to listen to such nonsense, and turned on his pain perception.

Party B's Yunhe was in so much pain that he couldn't make a sound, his face was as pale as paper, and he still joked in his heart that the boss is an old-fashioned person, and he couldn't take a joke like this.

【You are simply the worst class of employees I have ever brought. 】

It seems that the system likes Toru Amuro who will hand over the system to the state.

[No, I just like your heartless, unrestrained appearance, so I prefer you. 】

After the system suddenly spoke its heart out, it swiftly decomposed and recovered the dying Jules, and by the way closed the gate of hell, taking back the god of death.

But the state of Yunhe, the second party, was not restored.

So when Fyodor came in, he saw that it was Yifang Yunhe with chains on his body and a long knife in his heart.

In the dark and damp underground, a beautiful young man was lying in a pool of blood, his loose silver-white long hair was soaked in the blood, and the dark chains were entangled around that slender and graceful body, like ghost hands from hell trying to pull people into the abyss.

There is a golden thread-like luminous substance in the pool of blood, which illuminates the long knife piercing the heart like the light of a cold moon, and also clearly illuminates that white to somewhat transparent face.

As he often sees, frank and innocent.

Clean as if not doing any crazy moves.

But this person probably didn't feel it himself. Those eyes, whose pupils had turned pale gold, were shining in the dark night, looking cold and heartless.

It looks very...beautiful.

Party B Yunhe: "Ah...Although I'm sorry that I killed him, can you please help me pull out the knife?"

Fyodor walked over, kindly pulled out the knife stuck into the floor, and then picked him up from the ground, not paying attention to the blood stained on the white clothes.

"Jules is out of my plan." He explained as if chatting casually.

Although he did let the matter develop after he knew about it, because he felt that it could bring higher benefits.

But he didn't say it.

The other party may not have guessed.

His attitude was much colder and more polite, and it was only because of his weakness that he didn't reject him now.

Party B Yunhe's tone was indeed very polite: "It's my own problem, I will pay attention to it next time."

He didn't mean to blame the other party, because Dostoevsky was the type who was so rational that he could let anyone die for the sake of planning, so it was beyond his expectation to come to him now.

And it's really uncomfortable to feel so weak, as if the whole body has been hollowed out, making it difficult to move.

Yunhe, who just wanted to keep a distance from the person, leaned into the person's arms drowsily after being hugged.

"Is hemorrhagic anemia the same as your anemia?" Probably because he thought too much today, he actually started to explore medical issues.

He bled for two hours.

Not life-threatening, just stacked with a weak buff.

The medical miracle is himself.

Fyodor noticed the other person's very low body temperature, walked into the underground passage, put down the person in his arms for the time being, gathered his long wet hair, and tied it carefully with a hair tie.

"Ah... I thought I couldn't get it back." After seeing that Jules was also disheveled, Party B Yunhe also regretted that the indestructible headband sent by the system was lost.

I didn't expect it to be in the hands of Mr. Neighbor.

Is this the almighty neighbor?

"I saw it, so I put it away for you first, and now it returns to the original owner." Wrapping the man in a cloak, the almighty Mr. Neighbor carried him freely through the secret passage of the port mafia.

The explosion from the ground did not affect the superficial harmony between the two.