I rely on the vest to be the villain boss

As the god of war, and the desolate god who wants to rule a large area of ​​land, he doesn't always have time to appear in this land abandoned by the gods.For the gods, a hundred years is just a snap of the fingers.

When Rage God came for the first time, that thing couldn't control the words he said, and his vision and hearing were not fully developed, and it was very difficult to walk by himself.It is said that the nameless gods once offered to carry him around, but he refused in anger.

In the second time, he grew taller than before, and the nameless gods put on a white robe and cape for him. When he ran, he was like an ordinary child of this age, and he couldn't see the appearance of dying.He has learned to express what he wants to express, and will greet Aragami with a bright smile on his face.

"What a surprise, let your own believers come to visit such a dilapidated place, isn't this what you are interested in?" If this can be regarded as a greeting.

Rage God chose to rub his hair into a mess: "You are so merciless, brat, who taught you to speak like that."

The thing named Oberon by the nameless gods slapped his hand off, and said firmly: "You."

"I haven't taught you that kind of thing!" Rage God said, and looked at the nameless gods gathered around them with some guilt, "Uh, I haven't taught you, have I?"

Wumingshen was very supportive: "Yes, Lord Rageshen has never said anything strange except after drinking too much tribute wine!"

Aragami: ...

At this time, the Rage God looked at the Autumn Forest, faintly feeling that something was wrong, but he only thought it was his illusion.By the time he came for the third time, the thing called Oberon had grown to his shoulders, and the nameless gods chattering around him... Rage God took a closer look, and there were almost no faces he was familiar with.

"...What about the original gods?"

Auberon glanced at him, gently stroked the nameless god who approached him at first, and said lightly: "Except for this, they are all dead. There is nothing strange about them, they are gods who are dying soon." .”

Even if some gods disappear because they are completely forgotten, there will be new dying gods walking into this forest. They all regard Oberon as their king, and unreservedly release their last goodwill to him.The nameless gods changed batches after batches, but the number around him didn't decrease at all, on the contrary, they stuck to him more and more unscrupulously.

It is obvious that he is a god who is about to be destroyed, but showing kindness to him, the destroyer, is too stupid.

The nameless god in the form of a white moth stuck to his palm rubbed against him. She, who already knew the time of her death, didn't feel sad because of it. On the contrary, she felt that she could be by Oberon's side in the final stage of her life. And feel satisfied.

"Your strength is getting weaker and weaker, I can feel it. I don't need to kill you, you will die soon." Oberon turned his face sideways and raised a bright smile at Rage God, "How about it? Let me do it, it will only make you have a painful dream. It's a good deal."

"Thank you so much." Rage God patted his head indifferently, stood up and looked at the forest, his eyes softened, "Don't worry, I won't die."

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"An organization where almost every member has the ability to control fire..." Mori Ogai stared thoughtfully at the report in front of him, "This is indeed very strange."

It's not that there aren't people with the same abilities in this world.

It's like the ability of someone who is currently in the port mafia to predict the future in a few seconds.And in Europe, there is also an ability user who can predict the future.Even the ability in the field of time has multiple ability users at the same time, such as controlling weapons and natural elements, which seem to be very simple and easy to understand, are probably the most common ones, and it is not surprising that the abilities are similar.

However, the people with supernatural powers who have soil hits seem to be not just similar in ability, but almost identical, and the number of people with supernatural powers is close to thirty.

Even if it is the port mafia, the number of people with combat abilities that can be sent out will not be much more than this, but this suddenly famous organization has so many, it is hard not to make people feel that there is something wrong with it.

"Are those two still awake?"

Osamu Dazai shrugged, "The injury was too serious. The 'surgeon' said it was a miracle that they were still alive. Don't expect too much for them to wake up. Ah, Alice-chan, borrow the red one I will."

"Obviously you can take it by yourself... I'm so spoiled, Dazai." The girl in western clothes muttered, and handed him the red crayon anyway.

"That's really troublesome. Mr. Zhongya also responded to the message a few minutes ago. It seems that they regarded us as members of Su Qiujin. These two organizations are now fighting fiercely, so I ask him to be with Hualien. Wait for a while, and when the battle between the two sides is over, it will not be too late for us to take action." Mori Ogai does not shy away from the method of putting himself behind, "It's just that Chuya said that it may be difficult to keep alive, so we still look forward to us The two Kagu Satomeis here are more realistic. So——Dazai, with some special means, there is no way to wake them up?"

Osamu Dazai raised his eyes slightly from the children's drawing in his hand, and stared at Mori Ogai quietly for a moment with his dark eyes without light, "Got it, I will pass it on to them for a try." He shared the drawing book with The crayon was left on the carpet and stood up. Alice rushed to get the crayon immediately, and then looked at the distorted painting on it with a contorted expression, with a hesitant expression of wanting to throw it away.

Osamu Dazai only took it as a compliment to himself, and smiled and waved at her, "Then I'm leaving, Alice-chan, let's play together next time——"

"Wait a minute, Dazai-kun." Mori Ogai stopped him, "I heard that Auberon can use his ability smoothly even if he touches you. Is this true?"

Osamu Dazai stopped in his footsteps, but he didn't look back.

"Yes." He casually wrapped the bandage on his fingertips, "To be honest, I was also taken aback. At that time, I thought it would be cooked. In the end, I was saved by his meddling. Although I probably just happened by the way."

A scalding heat wave hits our faces.Hot, fiery red, more tangible than the sun, the color exploded a firework on the retina, a flower that someone spent his last life blooming.

Osamu Dazai was so amazed by the flower at that time, he couldn't think of dodging for a while, and couldn't help stretching out a hand towards the flame.

But before he could touch the flower, he was hit on the shoulder and fell backwards, hitting the back of his head heavily on the ground.In all fairness, he felt that this person did it on purpose, and there is still a bulge on the back of his head.And before he fell to the ground, he clearly remembered that there was an elf-like chant that blew past his ears like a feather, and what he saw next was that a transparent barrier was unfolding from a high place, and the top of the barrier was just falling Not far above Zhongye Zhongye's head in Zhongyuan, the barrier cut off all the heat, leaving only a momentary flame.

Osamu Dazai, who fell on the ground, looked up to the sky. He slowly turned his eyes from the flames to the pair of ice-blue eyes that were close at hand. Since his back was facing the fire, there was no enthusiasm reflected in these eyes. Some of the colors are darker and colder than the cold pool, not like human eyes, but more like glass beads inlaid in the eye sockets of dolls.

...It turns out that this is death that is closer than that flame.

"I said, Oberon." Osamu Dazai suddenly didn't want to play silly games with him anymore, he grabbed Fenghuo's collar and raised his head slightly, whispering in Fenghuo's ear: "Actually, you already guessed it." They will. Why not stop him like you stopped me?"

"Or, are you just taking pleasure in destroying other people's wishes?"

"..." At that time, Feng Huo just pushed his hands away to prop up his body, and the goblin king in white raised his hands to smooth the silver-white hair that was blown by the blast wind, and watched quietly and condescendingly at the lying on the ground. Osamu Dazai said for a few seconds, "I didn't expect you to have such a misunderstanding about me... It seems that I have to explain it."

"Don't worry, destruction doesn't make me feel happy or happy. At least this sentence is not a lie." He said, laughing as always, and then stuck out his tongue and yelled again and again, "... hiss, bad, just now I bit my tongue while chanting a spell! It hurts!"

Osamu Dazai recalled the blood on his lips, and couldn't help laughing out loud.

"However, he seems to have bitten his tongue while using his ability. Don't Mr. Mori think this is funny?" Osamu Dazai said and blinked, "He is also at the surgeon's place now, Mr. Mori, you are going to Do you want to visit him? There is still time to see the wound."

Mori Ogai who is thinking about strategy:?

What, what?What skills will bite the tongue?Dazai, you have to be moral when you make up stories, right?

If Fenghuo heard what Dazai said, he must sue Dazai for defamation.

...The slander is not the biting of the tongue, but the fact that it is still in the infirmary.Well, he did bite his tongue while performing the magic trick, but he's healed up by now.

That’s right, it’s not like claiming to be able to bite tongues. In fact, the spirit foundation of the crown magician is basically a certain British flower magician in Versailles... Fairy King Oberon is really not good at magic .In his memory reserve, there is almost no reliable magic that can be used. If he hadn't learned a few practical abilities with the help of Amakusa Shiro in the last world, the only thing he can do now is to make a fire to keep warm. Magic, the magic of unlocking.

As for the reason for mastering these messy magic tricks... Unfortunately, Feng Huo doesn't know.

If you want to summarize the relationship between Fenghuo and the heroic spirits, then they should be regarded as a cooperative relationship - Fenghuo gets their power to complete the task, and the heroic spirits lend him their power, hoping that he will wholeheartedly help him complete a certain task goals.Among the current two partners, Amakusa Shiro is reliable and generous, while Auberon is very willful and messy.

Unlike Amakusa Shiro who generously opened up all memories to him for him to experience, even if he fails once, he can read the file from memory and start over.Oberon threw him directly into this world, without even a chance to reopen, without any strategies or instructions, and he just followed the instinctive experience of this body.If it fails... Feng Huo doubts whether his spirit will have a chance to return to his original body.

It wasn't until he had absorbed enough malice and his strength gradually filled up that Auberon skipped the key plots of what he had done in a certain world and released a small part for him to see, which made the fire sealing slow. Slowly realize the difference between the two worlds, and then recall who I am and why I came to this world.

The Fairy King didn't even reveal any process of the plan to him, only showed him the successful result of the matter, it was almost like saying to him——

"Did you see? I am the winner who accomplished my goal perfectly from beginning to end. If you lose too embarrassingly in my face, don't blame me for being rude. Of course, it is impossible to reveal my plan. Even this If you can’t even do it, it’s easier to just give up and kill yourself.”

... This sentence was made up by his brain, or it should be said, if it is the current Fenghuo, he would probably say this to "myself".If it weren't for the inability to talk to the Heroic Spirit now, Feng Huo really wanted to enter the system space and line up with Oberon, not to condemn him, but to taunt him back.

Fenghuo was indeed not angry at Auberon's actions.After getting used to this body personally, Feng Huo can fully understand the reason why Auberon does not open other memories to him. If it were him, he would do the same thing.

That probably has the same reason as he learned the magic of brewing wine and the magic of making feathers fluffy and bright in the autumn forest of this world.That warming magic was probably also created by Oberon for someone who was once trapped in the cold winter night. He even engraved this memory in the spiritual base, and did not allow anyone to pry or touch it. , just keep it in the depths of your heart.

Fenghuo will not reveal to anyone what happened in the Autumn Forest. This memory will be sealed in this body until it sinks into the abyss.

Of course, if there is a chance to face Auberon face-to-face, Feng Huo must tell him with the same hearty smile as him: You look like a dragon guarding its own treasure.

That guy must be disgusted to the point of showing disgust as if he ate a fly because his heart was exposed.Just thinking about it this way, the nausea of ​​being wrapped in black malice seems to have subsided a lot.

Feng Huo was rarely happy to put on the magic of concealing his breath, and escaped all monitoring, arrived at the hidden box of a restaurant, and opened the door lock with ease.

This restaurant is a membership system, and it is set up so that some big figures can discuss secrets with confidence, and only a very small number of people can know about the hidden boxes, let alone the right to use them.

"Who!" The man blocking the door drew his gun immediately, but was stopped by the man sitting in the restaurant with a wave of his hand, "You can't kill him with that kind of thing, if you don't want to die, you should come back. "

Wrapped in a thick coat, the man with his back to the gate said, "It's a good thing you found this place. I thought you would not be able to catch up this time." But there was no surprise in his tone .

"Rats can indeed spread all over the place, picking up garbage that other people don't need without being noticed." Feng Huo closed the door with his hands behind his back and walked into the room slowly. He was still smiling at this moment, but there was something more This difference made his whole temperament completely different from before entering the box, "But bugs are better at finding something eye-catching. What's more, even dinner is prepared for me, I have no reason to miss it."

He pulled away the chair opposite the man, or in other words, there were only these two chairs placed in front of the square table, clearly waiting for his arrival.

The devil Fyodor Dostoyevsky looked at him quietly, and the deep curve of his lips slowly broke into a smile.

"You don't need to be nervous, I just found some interesting things in this city, come and see for yourself."

As he spoke, he pushed a stack of documents over, Feng Huo raised his eyelids and glanced at the one on the surface, and guessed the content of the rest of the documents, but he still took it.

The top piece of information, the photo pasted in the upper right corner, Feng Huo witnessed the owner of that face turned into flames in front of him not long ago.

"A month ago, people with supernatural powers who were granted Earth Life were undoubtedly ordinary people. But one day, their fate changed, and they suddenly obtained supernatural powers, and began to devoutly believe in the corresponding gods ——And the Suqiujin organization is the same, the identity change overnight is like a fairy tale.” Fyodor leaned forward, staring at Fenghuo sitting opposite him, and smiled in a friendly manner, “I really It’s too much, how did you do it?”

Feng Huo sighed heavily, a trace of black emerged from the edge of the thick stack of documents in his hand, and the lights in the whole room also began to shake with the appearance of the black, flickering rhythmically Suddenly off.The man guarding the gate always felt that the flickering rhythm was very familiar, and he could not restrain himself from staring at the black that spread like life. What kind of rhythm is that?

Boom, boom, boom...

It was not smeared on any object, but the black that swallowed all light sources, swallowed the data at some point, and extended to his front.

By the way...that's the rhythm of the beating heart.He realized this, and then, all the colors began to fade from his eyes, and he seemed to sink into some soft dream, just wanting to close his eyes and never wake up.

"Hey, wake up." Someone poured over a cup of steaming black tea, and the man broke free from the dream. He staggered back to the wall, fell to the ground, covered his chest, and took a deep breath.At this time, he couldn't say a word, he could only look blankly at the boy sitting opposite the demon.

Perhaps it was because the lights in the box tended to be dim, the man's silver-white hair was actually coated with a layer of cold gray at this moment.

"I wanted to scare you, but it seems that you don't intend to save him at all? What a ruthless mouse." Feng Huo withdrew his gaze from him, curled his lips rather bored, and said in a slightly languid tone : "Oh, I'm so sorry, I accidentally spilled your black tea. Do you want me to pay you a cup—?"

"Oh? I thought you were trying to retaliate against his rudeness. If that's the case, there's no need for me to stop it." Fyodor smiled slightly, "It's okay. You don't need to be polite if you want to drink whatever you want. Well, but before that, how about answering my question?"

Feng Huo clicked his tongue.

"Why do you all think I would do such a boring thing? Just think about it, it's not good for me at all." He leaned back very relaxed, and the soft cushions of the high-end restaurant supported him and he just straddled his legs on the table wantonly, put his arms behind his head, narrowed his eyes and grinned, "You must think I got the 'book'? Totally wrong. Yes For that kind of thing, I wish I could do something more meaningful.”

Fyodor didn't pay attention to his movements, and listened to him quietly.Feng Huo didn't care about the probing look in his eyes, "But if I don't answer, you mouse will definitely try your best to harass me, it's terrible—I'd better tell you."

Fyodor chuckled and shook his head, "If you are really afraid, I don't need to spend so much time trying to find a way to get rid of you. It is always difficult for human beings to notice things that are too small and too big. Things, as with rats, as with worms."

"Thank you so much for your compliment." Feng Huo's smile deepened, and his tone became very light and soft again, with a bit of exaggerated color unique to drama, "Mice, where do you think supernatural powers come from?" Where did you come?"

Fyodor was startled, and then a ridiculous idea flashed through his mind.

"It's not that you have obtained supernatural powers, and then you believe in God." He said softly, "It's that you have believed in Gods, that you have gained such power...?"

The author says:

The actors started again, and the only thing I can say is: I can only listen to half of the conversation between these two people, they are both acting and inducing each other to quit.

The Hualien mentioned at the beginning is a supernatural power user of the ice system. As mentioned in the 16-year-old novel, Mr. Mori sent her to cooperate with Zhongya to deal with that organization, but that organization and another organization got involved, so Mr. Mori Decided to wait and see first, and wait for them to finish the game and collect the net.

感谢在2022-03-0720:55:54~2022-03-0820:35:54期间为我投出霸王票或灌溉营养液的小天使哦~

Thanks to the little angels who threw mines: 2 bots in Akinomori box push; 1 bot from Dazai Yuko, Lin Qing, and BB;

Thanks to the little angels who irrigate the nutrient solution: 10 bottles of Don Juan; 8 bottles of the Chaldean haha ​​team;