Dazai is so cute

The expression of the cloaked man twisted, he stretched out his hands, but Chuya Zhongyuan, who was a few meters away from him, appeared in front of him in an instant.

He clenched his fist with his right hand, and the fist with red light hit the shadow follower's arm fiercely.

"Roar----!!!"

"...tsk."

The touch is equivalent to hitting steel, no, even harder than steel.

Zhongyuan Zhong also couldn't take a single blow and quickly retreated, leaning back, swiping the cold machete across the tip of his hair, and a few strands of ocher hair fell down.

The young man propped up his body with both hands, and kicked the machete with his legs. The moment of contact, the red light spread rapidly.

"Go up you!"

The gravity ability was activated, and the [-]-meter-tall shadow was immediately kicked into the air by Zhongyuan Zhongye.

On the ground, another young man with red hair had been waiting for a long time.

The corners of the mouth of the ocher-haired young man in a black suit were raised, and the same red light shone.

"drink--!"

boom--! ! !

With a tooth-piercing collision sound, the shadow follower's huge body flew upside down, and slid straight for tens of meters before stopping.

In the sewer, Nakahara also glanced at the man in the cloak, then at Osamu Dazai: "...Be careful."

Osamu Dazai bent his eyes: "Don't worry."

Zhong Yuanzhong also flew up, and at this moment, only the cloaked man and Osamu Dazai were left in the sewer.

"No, self-reliance..." The cloaked man stretched out his hands, and the intermittent magic circuits shone under his skin.

"Ah~ it's you." Dazai Osamu looked very relaxed, his kite eyes curved, "—the person who planted an anti-magic barrier at the airport at that time."

The cloaked man's expression changed, he gritted his teeth: "You are Shuji Tsushima...!"

The guy was so lucky that he didn't get killed or burned.

"Well...you can put it that way." Dazai Osamu smiled, as if he had guessed the cloaked man's thoughts, "After all, my luck is really good, but you may not be sure."

"Insanity!"

The cloaked man spread his hands, and three snow-white souls in the shape of skeletons appeared beside him.

Osamu Dazai squinted his eyes: "Sure enough, even the soul has been used."

Purification... seems impossible.

Looking at the red eyes of the skeleton soul, Osamu Dazai sighed and apologized.

Sorry, rest in peace.

*

On the ground, the two Central Plains Chuya and the shadow followers confronted each other.

The cadres also looked at the shadow follower who recovered quickly from his injuries, and clicked his tongue: "This guy is endless."

Zhong Yuanzhong also twisted his neck: "Should I say that he is indeed a heroic spirit?"

Even if it is just a shadow, it should not be underestimated.

"—Then, you have to use your real skills."

The cadres also looked at him: "Are you going to use [Dirty]?"

The destructive power of [Dirty] can turn the entire surrounding area into flat ground!

"Do not."

Chuya Nakahara denied the words of the cadre Chuya, and stretched his wrist while walking forward.

"Although you and I are essentially the same person, we are fundamentally different."

Among the cadres: "?"

"The fundamental difference lies in [Huang Ba spit]." Zhong Yuan Zhongye's cobalt blue eyes turned golden, his body was covered with a faint red light, the hem of his clothes and hair were windless and automatic, the youth A calm voice sounded.

"Do you know the origin of [Dou Jian Huang Ba Tu]?"

Without waiting for the cadre Zhongye to answer, or in other words, he didn't want to wait for an answer from the beginning, Zhongyuan Zhongye stood firm and raised his right hand flat.

"That is the legendary sharp spear. Among them, the god who gave birth to the sharp spear——[Huangba Tu], also known as [Doujian Desolate God], is me."

In the sky, a golden light pierced through the thick clouds, dazzling like the sun at noon.

This golden light fell directly in front of Zhongya Zhongye's right hand.

The golden gun shaft, the crimson gun head that burns like a flame, the long gun hums, the young man reaches out to hold the gun shaft, and the golden light shines brightly.

The golden light enveloped Zhongye in the Central Plains, and in the next second it bloomed like a flower in full bloom, and the golden maple leaves fluttered in all directions, turning into shining spots of light.

Right in the center of the flowers, stands the god-sama in a gorgeous red kimono, with fluttering hair, and the golden ring bell around his waist jingling, a huge amount of energy shoots up into the sky, directly breaking up the thick clouds, revealing a clear starry sky.

The god swung his gun easily, and put the white fox mask on his face sideways.

Chuya Nakahara, who had regained his divine appearance, looked at the shadow follower in front of him indifferently.

"What…?"

And those who were shocked by this were Mr. Cadres, who have had a huge impact since the appearance of the sharp gun, and have not recovered until now.

"I am an innate god, the god of the barren land." The tall ocher-haired god pointed at the tip of his spear, "Please enlighten me."

In a flash before his eyes, the red gun head collided with his fist, making a metal-like clanging sound.

This pointed spear was as long as [-] meters, as heavy as Mount Tai, and as light as a feather. It seemed like golden maple leaves were falling slowly while waving, and the places injured by the spear head were all exerted with gravity like a mountain.

Once again, the fist collided with the gun, and the surrounding concrete floor was immediately lifted away, exposing the bare land below.

"—Go to sleep."

The maple leaves fluttered, the golden light converged on the tip of the gun, and there was neither sorrow nor joy in the golden eyes of the gods. He just sent the gun forward lightly, and the golden light pierced the shadow follower's chest and flew into the sky. Split the sea of ​​stars in half.

And it took less than 30 seconds from start to finish.

"...No, hello."

The cadres also swallowed, looked up at the person who was 1.8 meters (maybe more than that) visually, and muttered.

"Can you still grow taller..."

Nakahara Chuya: "...No, is this the point?"

The shadow followers gradually dissipated, and when Nakahara Nakaya turned and walked back, Dazai Osamu's voice suddenly sounded in his head.

【Be careful! 】

Shenming subconsciously raised the gun and sent it back. With a bang, the sharp gun collided with a huge serrated knife, sparks flew everywhere, and Zhong Yuanzhong immediately pulled away.

At this time, the black mist around the shadow follower had dissipated, and his red eyes stared at Zhongya Zhongyuan, and he raised his head to the sky and let out a long cry.

Osamu Dazai, who finished the solution very quickly but was still a step too late, was carried to the ground by Baimao Hassan. There was a scratch on the boy's face, and he looked at Hercules who had successfully summoned, showing annoyed expression.

*1 minute ago*

The snow-white chains entangled the three skeleton souls. Borrowing Miss Gray's anti-dead dress, Osamu Dazai easily dealt with the skeleton souls.

"Next... what tricks do you have?"

Osamu Dazai leaned on a scythe [Yade], bent his eyes easily, and looked not in a hurry.

"Ho ho..."

Sneering from his throat, the man in the cloak looked at Osamu Dazai: "I'm sure, although you are a magician, you have no orthodox magic education at all!"

Osamu Dazai, who was not a magician but half a magician, said, "Well... so what?"

"Haha...hahaha..."

The cloaked man spread his hands.

"So you don't understand what I'm doing at all!"

Intuition sounded the alarm, and before Osamu Dazai could speak, Yade spoke.

"Brat! He wants to use himself to summon Hercules! Stop... oh?!"

"Be careful of biting your tongue, Mr. Yard!"

In the middle of Yade's speech, Osamu Dazai rushed forward, and the golden sickle in his hand almost bit his tongue.

Yade: "...you should say it in advance!"

The man in the cloak didn't panic. Under his exposed skin, the original mint-colored magic circuit with a touch of blue suddenly turned blood red, and his eyes became determined and crazy.

He recited the incantation very quickly, and when Osamu Dazai came in front of him, the incantation had already been chanted.

Osamu Dazai: "...This guy can't even bite his tongue while reciting spells?!"

Yade: "...you think everyone is like Merlin!"

The Caped Man melted.

Literally, melted away.

Sacrifice the skin, blood vessels, muscles, organs, bones, and souls and transform them into the purest magic power.

Osamu Dazai quickly jumped back, and the hundred-faced Hassan who had been watching the battle jumped out, stretched out his arms to wrap around the boy's waist, and jumped to the ground several times.

——So, there was the previous scene.

Osamu Dazai puffed his cheeks in annoyance, changed Yade from the sickle shape back to the cube shape, and sent him back to Chaldea.

The black-haired boy looked at Hercules in front of him and took a deep breath.

"...This is troublesome."

The author has something to say:

Mengmengzai (annoyed): I wish I was faster!

Me: Men can't be fast.

Mengmengzai: ...you are not right.