Dazai climbed Mount Kongtong overnight

The Strawberry Milkman was dumbfounded, and of course the live broadcast room exploded.

[Fuck!what happened?Didn't the atmosphere just now be good?Why did he backstab all of a sudden?Your script team really knows how to play! 】

【Good guy, in the original novel, Shibusawa stabbed Dazai once, and Dazai immediately stabbed him back (holding vengeance)】

【The picture of Shibusawa falling into a rose bush is so beautiful...】

【Why didn't I see the picture of Dazai meowing? Damn it! (beat the table)]

[The sullen and bad Dazai is too handsome!So handsome, so handsome, I'm dead——]

[Ahhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhh 】

[Wait, don't patronize watching the show, don't you find anything wrong?It feels a little strange...]

Something is really wrong.

Strawberry Milk regained his composure and regained his composure, trying to control his crazily beating little heart and the thought of being intoxicated by the beauty of these people.

Well, she failed.

Ah, who cares, anyway, why do you think so much about playing games!

So handsome, so handsome!Dazai is so handsome!

"This banquet has finally reached its final stage." Fyodor turned and walked to the table.

He smiled and stretched out his hand to pick up an apple, yes, it was the apple that turned into strawberry milk.

Strawberry Milk: "..."

At that moment, Strawberry Milk felt that he was already a dead apple.

Fyodor handed the apple to Osamu Dazai, but Osamu Dazai did not take it.

"It's too early to celebrate now." Osamu Dazai took out a pair of white gloves from his pocket and put them on, and also picked up something from the plate.

It was a green skull.

Strawberry Milk breathed a sigh of relief, if Osamu Dazai touched the apple without gloves and made her come alive here, then she would really die.

Human death requires another social death.

Originally held by Fyodor, Strawberry Milk was bad for the whole person, trembling and dare not scream like the audience in the live broadcast room to appreciate Mr. Tuo's close-range beauty crit.

Now being sandwiched between Dazai Osamu and Feordo, and Gogol and Sigma watching beside her, she was almost suffocated, and she always felt that she was the one who followed Shibusawa Ryuhiko.

Osamu Dazai held out his hand and exchanged the things in his hands with Fyodor.

The apple and strawberry milk that was exchanged to Osamu Dazai: "..."

Well, it's another level of explosion and mental shock.

Less scared, but double the excitement and happiness.

Never mind, she's just an apple anyway.

What is wrong with Apple?Apple just wants to stick with Osamu Dazai.

The viewers in the live broadcast room who had the same perspective as her were also so shocked by the beauty of this angle that they exploded again, and even said that it was the perspective of the girlfriend in the arms.

Osamu Dazai, holding the apple, and Fyodor, holding the skull, returned to the edge of the rose garden platform.

Both Gogol and Sigma left to do their own things.

Shibusawa Tatsuhiko's corpse lying on the rose bushes changed. His body, which was no different from a human, slowly turned into a red humanoid crystal. The crystals shattered and scattered, reflecting the bright red roses next to him.

Those bright red crystals erupted with terrifying light and energy in an instant, and the light like the countless red meteor showers rushing out from Long Yan next door gradually condensed together in the sky above their heads, almost forming a huge red sun in the dark night.

Fyodor raised his hand with a smile: "The abnormality of the world will be suspended tonight, and everything will return to how it should be."

The green skull in his hand is slowly fading off the green disguise to reveal its original appearance.

That was the head of Shibusawa Tatsuhiko who died under Atsushi Nakajima a few years ago.

At this time, all the players thought that Fyodor was talking about supernatural powers, until Osamu Dazai also spoke.

"That's right, those players who invaded our world will die along with all the supernatural beings in the city of Yokohama." He said, "Even higher-dimensional players and systems will not allow them to destroy this world. "

The strawberry milk in his hand and all the players in the live broadcast room were stunned for a moment. They were so shocked by the huge amount of information in this sentence that they couldn't react for a while, and couldn't understand what happened at all.

Or rather, can't believe it.

With a black-gloved hand, Fyodor took out a red power crystal and pressed it between the skull's eyebrows, then let go and still flew from the skull to the scorching light ball in the air.

He smiled and said: "Mr. Dazai obviously can't stand their endless harassment, right? Who told you that you are the Kanban man of this game? As the most popular strategy target and game character, you will indeed be very distressed, except for direct destruction. There's no other way for this game."

Now, even if the players couldn't believe it, they couldn't deceive themselves anymore, and the live broadcast room began to panic.

【……What?what happened?what happened? 】

[It is said that the NPC in the game broke the fourth wall and killed the players of the fourth natural disaster, so it happened in real life?Are you kidding me? ! 】

【Hahaha, is it a meme that you want to play "Sword and Sword ○ Domain" in a trendy way?Trying to scare us on purpose? 】

[Fuck!I can't log out of the game normally!what about you? 】

[Grass, me too!The system has been unable to connect!This can't be true, can it? 】

【? ? ? 】

"That's why I will cooperate with you." Osamu Dazai played with the apple in his hand, his dark and cold eyes completely chilled the hearts of the audience in the live broadcast room.

"As long as the two of us cooperate, even if we want to kill the [God] who controls this world, it's not a problem." Fyodor smiled happily with one hand on his hip.

The man's slightly long black hair swayed in the hurricane, and his purple eyes curled up in pleasure and malice, like an excited demon about to kill a god.

"What I want to see is that human beings struggle to live in this world with their own will, so it is necessary to cut off the chain of control of a higher dimension. Even if it is a character in the game, I do not allow everyone's behavior to be controlled. It is controlled by the system and the set script." Osamu Dazai looked up at the light ball in the sky, the energy beyond the specification set off a hurricane and messed up his hair and clothes, but he felt calm.

Fyodor was different, his smile deepened.

Great, everything is going according to plan.

The two were thinking like this at the same time, completely oblivious to the shock and panic of the player group in the surveillance video on the wall next to them.

It wasn't until the existence born in the scorching sun-like light group in the sky completely appeared that the expressions of the two changed.

It is not the red dragon that everyone imagined, but a huge black dragon that occupies almost the entire sky above Yokohama.

The black dragon that covered the sky and the sun was entrenched in the sky, and the irrational red beast eyes stared at the city below, and let out a dragon roar announcing its birth.

Fyodor's smile froze for an instant, his eyes widened, and he turned to look at Osamu Dazai in shock.

Now it was Osamu Dazai's turn to curl the corners of his mouth and give him a maliciously pleasant smile.

At this moment, the dragon in the sky, the tiger on the ground, the book in mid-empty space, the players and the world inside and outside the game...the frequency of all these things happened to collide at the same point, forming a phenomenon that cannot be described with a singular point of supernatural power. .

To put it bluntly, Osamu Dazai called it a dimensional singularity.

"Okay, the game is over, you should go back to your own world." Osamu Dazai threw the apple in his hand.

The red apple fell from the sky, and the strawberry milk's heartbeat was unstable due to the momentary weightlessness. His mind went blank, and he could only subconsciously stare at the black-haired young man in white who was looking down at her.

She saw it with everyone in the live broadcast room, and the corner of the man's mouth was raised to reveal a smile that was so shallow that it was even suspected to be gentle.

"Goodbye," he said.

"Bang!" The apple smashed into a rosebush, shattered into a cloud of blue data, and completely disappeared from this world.

The live broadcast room instantly went black and disconnected.

Osamu Dazai put away the expression on his face and turned to look at the surveillance video on the wall.

In the surveillance video on the ground, players with dazed expressions are turning into blue data fragments and disappearing from this world at an astonishing speed.

In less than a minute, before anyone could even react, all players were forcibly kicked out of this world.

In the dark, only a few people can realize that this world is completely independent, freed from the control of the game system, and there will be no players who will bring them the fourth natural disaster.

Fyodor withdrew his gaze from the monitor, and looked at Dazai Osamu with probing eyes: "Why did you suddenly soften your heart? Didn't we plan to lock them all in this world and kill them for real? Let them go before independence?"

"Or, did you really choose to stand on the other side?" He pointed to the dragon and the wild god who were already fighting in the sky not far away, implying something.

Now that things are up to now, Osamu Dazai will of course not continue to act, nodding his head to express that he is right, yes, I did betray you.

"Because destroying the world is too easy and boring, compared to saving the world is much more difficult and interesting, isn't it?" He said, "As I said just now, rather than killing everyone, I want to see them struggling to survive. This imperfect world is alive, and such human beings are interesting.”

Fyodor shook his head regretfully: "On this point, we are still different."

Osamu Dazai is serious: "I think the main difference is that I have real friends, but you don't have friends, so you can't experience this kind of emotion."

Fyodor walked half a circle around him, with a smile on his face again: "Oh? If the friend you mentioned refers to your [angel], then it's really a pity, he may have suffered If you are in danger, you will have no friends."

He had a curious look on his face, as if it was pure doubt but also contained terrible malice.

"Dazai-kun, I'm suddenly curious, if the last friend you met when you were young is also dead now, can you still stick to this idea and mentality?" Fyodor asked him with a smile.

Osamu Dazai's face changed, and he took out the communicator directly in front of him and called, "Ango? Ango, are you there? Sakaguchi Ango, you—"

"... Dazai?" After the sizzling sound of the connection came the somewhat stagnant voice of Ango Sakaguchi.

"Are you okay? What happened?" Osamu Dazai didn't relax, and asked under Fyodor's regretful gaze opposite him with tense nerves.

"I don't know why, the dense fog suddenly spread to Tokyo, and the secret service department was also covered." Sakaguchi Ango said, looking at the degenerate theory lying on the ground over there.

The theory of degeneration is still in my mind.

"Work is shit! Don't do social animals! Who will continue to do this rubbish work! Hehe, I don't want to lose my hair, go bald, or even die suddenly at a young age. Whoever loves to do it should do it, anyway, I quit."

"Ah, I'm so tired, I'm so sad, I really want to be bad... Don't look at me, I don't know how to work, I don't even want to move my fingers, I want to fall!!!"

"I'm bored, let's just destroy the world, let's all fall, let's fall, let's fall, let's fall..."

Ango Sakaguchi pushed his glasses tremblingly: "...Well, anyway, I'm fine here, but there's a little confusion, and I may not be able to help your side for the time being."

Osamu Dazai's expression instantly relaxed, and he said unhappily: "No problem, just be careful yourself, if the car overturns at the last moment, I will definitely laugh at you with Odasaku."

Sakaguchi Ango was silent for two seconds and then smiled: "I see, then Dazai-kun, you will definitely come back safely, right?"

"Of course." Dazai frowned.

After finishing the communication, the smile on his face disappeared, and he looked at Fyodor with sharp and cold eyes.

"Then, let's end this farce quickly." Dazai Osamu grabbed the coat that was draped over his shoulders and threw it aside, "The devil should go back to his own hell and stay there."

Fyodor looked at his posture and asked in surprise, "Are you... wanting to fight me alone?"

Osamu Dazai laughed, and punched him directly: "Isn't it interesting? Two resourceful people with middle and low physical skills, in the background of the battle between dragons and gods, directly fighting together, don't you think it's fun?"

"Yeah, like some ironic drama." Fyodor flashed his fist, but the hat flew off, which made his face even worse.

"This is really unexpected." Fyodor resisted his kick, and a bloodthirsty and dangerous smile gradually appeared on his face, "However, I did not predict this kind of scene, after all, there is only one in this world. You can still be alive and kicking when you are touched by me, but this situation is really a special and interesting experience, hehehe..."

Osamu Dazai leaned back abruptly, avoiding the cold light of the knife.

Among the few strands of hair that were cut off and drifted away, it was Fyodor who opened his eyes wide in shock.

Osamu Dazai jumped back briskly, raised his eyebrows and smiled and said, "Oh, it seems that the battle over there is over."

Fyodor couldn't laugh at all, his weak body was still panting after strenuous exercise, but his eyes were sharp like a terrifying beast in a desperate situation.

No Mortal is too buggy for other powers.

During the time delay on their side, Disqualification in the World successfully killed Sin and Punishment, and Sin and Punishment returned to Fyodor's body. Fyodor instantly shared the memory of Sin and Punishment and understood everything.

"I see..." Fyodor clenched his fists and took a deep breath, "Is this also in your calculation? Unexpectedly, even crime and punishment were used by you."

Crime and Punishment really cheated Fyodor. Not only did he not share important information about the existence of disqualification in the world with him, but he even cut off his prepared retreat and backhand, wanting to see his expression when he faced desperation and failure.

But he didn't want to kill Fyodor yet. After all, if he killed Fyodor, he would disappear, and he would not be able to continue watching the world, so he prepared another retreat for Fyodor.

It's just that the back road was not ready yet, and Sin and Punishment was killed by Disqualification in the World.

Therefore, Fyodor really has no way out now, and all routes have been blocked and cut off by Osamu Dazai.

This is the real desperation and symbolizes his utter failure.

Osamu Dazai turned his wrist, and a silver knife similar to that in Fyodor's hand fell out from his cuff.

They all knew that there were poisons and anesthesia on the knives. There were three knives in total, one of which had been sent to Tatsuhiko Shibusawa's heart, so whose body would the remaining two be stabbed into?

Human Disqualification and Crime and Punishment, their abilities are now back in their bodies, but the situation is no different from before.

Osamu Dazai turned the knife in his hand beautifully, and the smile in his eyes and mouth gradually became dangerous.

"Anyway, I have been a cadre of the port mafia for several years, and I have been fighting with that violent little dwarf for so long. I am actually quite confident in my physical skills."

He bent his eyes and rushed forward: "At least I don't think I will lose when I face some sick Russian."

High above the sky, Zhongyuan Zhong also punched the huge red crystal on the black dragon's head.

Under the cloud and mist, Osamu Dazai pierced Fyodor's palm with a silver knife and directly stabbed him in the chest.

Osamu Dazai looked at Fyodor who was staring at him fiercely with fierce purple eyes with a pale face, and suddenly showed a wicked smile.

He tilted his head with a smile and said, "Meow~"