I rely on the vest to be the villain boss

Although he successfully invited Hayato Gokuji to come in and sit down, he prepared a dinner for more than one person, but there was only one set of tableware, so they went to the kitchen side by side to get another set of tableware.The two sat down at Tsunayoshi Sawada's table, Hayato Kokudera sullenly said nothing, Tsunayoshi Sawada who was watching intently swallowed a mouthful of rice but couldn't stop sweating crazily, the atmosphere was so embarrassing to him I feel that I can dig out an entire Vengley base.

This is not going to work, I have to find something to talk about... Sawada Tsunayoshi squeezed out a stiff smile, "Ku-Kuji-kun's craftsmanship is really amazing, as expected you can learn everything very quickly!" Whether it is about the Mafia, Mr. Prison Temple is the one who learns the fastest among them.

"Is that so? Thank you for the compliment from Judai." Hayato Gudera saw his intentions and tried to make himself look kinder, "It's nothing, it's actually very simple, the method and the dosage of seasoning ingredients are recorded in the book ,If you do it according to the taste, although the taste will not be particularly prominent, but it will not cause any problems. I have tried to make a lot of things over the years, and finally I did not embarrass myself in front of Judaime.”

Tsunayoshi Sawada emptied his mind with a spoon in his mouth, and imagined a strange picture of Hayato Gokudera wearing goggles using a tray balance to weigh salt in the laboratory before pouring it into the dish... I feel like he did it thing too!

Sawada Tsunayoshi shook his head vigorously to get rid of the weird thoughts, and then he heard Gokuji Hayato continue to say in an insignificant tone, "After all, it has been a long time, and I have made a lot of attempts. By the way, Judaime saw Is it the weapon I used that day? I cracked the box weapon I captured from Mirufiore, and then used their technology to make it for myself."

"...Ah, so you made that one?" Tsunayoshi Sawada belatedly remembered, "That's the same weapon as the one I know. I haven't realized it yet..."

By the way, Irie Masaichi did mention to him that their world is the only world that has a chance to defeat Bai Lan, because in that world, Irie Masaichi came into contact with Peng Gelie, which in turn gave Peng Gelie the opportunity to master the box weapon In addition to this world line, Peng Lie does not have the combat power to fight against Miru Fiore.

... In fact, it is not without it, isn't this world like it?Even, they were only one step away from defeating Bai Lan, but that step became an unbridgeable gap, and no one knew what they had paid.

Sawada Tsunayoshi was hit by the sudden depression, and he hurriedly took a few more mouthfuls of rice to cover up his emotions, but Hayato Kikuji did not notice this, but put down his chopsticks rather unexpectedly, "'same' ? That is to say, does Peng Gelie in your world possess the box weapon technology? Did he also use this to defeat Bai Lan over there?"

Sawada Tsunayoshi hummed in a low voice, and Hayato Kikuji paused for a while, then sighed with emotion, "...that's great, Judaime. Great, it's great that you are safe and sound."

Regarding the turning point created by another world that can be called luck, and the completely different ending led by that turning point, Hayato Kikuji's reaction was not unwilling or unfair, but thinking from the bottom of his heart—— It's great that they didn't go through the same tragedy.

Because of this, Sawada Tsunayoshi, who realized this, felt particularly aggrieved for him.

He fidgeted and moved his body, but accidentally touched the remote control he had thrown aside, and the almost decorative TV hanging on the wall was turned on.The two turned to the screen in unison, and saw a familiar yet unfamiliar face.

Sawada Tsunayoshi stared at the screen in disbelief, "Alto... No, King Arthur? How could he appear on TV?" The title in the dream blurted out accidentally, hoping that Mordred was not nearby, otherwise he would really Worried that Mordred would draw his sword and slash at him.

"Judaime, TV in this era is still running for the time being. Although there are not many programs left, they still exist." Hayato Gokuji recalled today's date, "One of the programs is about King Arthur's 'Sacred ' live broadcast."

"Holy Ba...?"

Hayato Gokudera hesitated whether he should let Tsunayoshi Sawada watch the show, "Yes. Judaime, I don't know if you noticed, but you probably didn't meet anyone on the way here."

Sawada Tsunayoshi suppressed his uneasiness, "Well, it's been too quiet all the way, isn't everyone hiding at home?"

"Bryn's way of leaving this world caught us all off guard. At the beginning, we didn't realize what happened. When we noticed, the destruction of the world had already begun. Now only two states still exist. There are cracks in time and space outside the place, and people in other places at that time...including everyone except me and Lanbo, were all sucked into the crack."

Sawada Tsunayoshi’s bowl was smashed on the table. Even if he had a premonition in his heart, it was still unacceptable for him to confirm this matter from the mouth of Kunji Hayato. He quickly said: “No, but they are not dead yet. !"

"The Vengley ring, which is part of the cornerstone of the world, protected their bodies. They didn't die, but they couldn't return here... So, King Arthur sent their souls into the Tower of the End and kept them as information."

"Many of the people living now are gradually collapsing in such an unchanging life. They asked King Arthur for peace, and he...agreed."

That is, the so-called holy pull.

Seal the fire from the top of the tower and look down.

On the vast and desolate square, thousands... no, there should be tens of thousands of people gathered.The clothes are different, the race and age are also different, the only thing in common is the numbness on their faces.If he still has a human heart now, he can still notice that some people look at him with hatred in their eyes.

It wasn't like that at first.He who saved the world almost like a god descended into the world has received countless praises and praises. The square at the bottom of the tower at the end once became the most popular attraction. Fire is worshiped as a god, and expects him to continue to maintain such peace.

But... Gradually, humans realized that longevity may not be a good thing.

Children will never grow into human beings, and those who suffer from illness will not be relieved.The night will not fall again, and the stars and the end of the sea can only exist in people's memory... "Tomorrow", "future", everything has lost its meaning.

When the space-time rift first came, it was too late to seal the fire, and the rift swallowed five of the family of six, leaving only the seriously ill old man.It was the 22nd year when time was stagnant. The old man who was tortured by illness but could never find peace beat his breastplate with his feeble hands and coughed heartbreakingly. She couldn't say anything else, just repeated it over and over again. Same sentence, "Why...why let me live?"

The blood she coughed up stained the shiny armor red and splashed on Fenghuo's face.The green eyes that were full of grief at that time dimmed, and the emotion in his chest was agitated, causing bursts of stinging pain. He half-closed his eyelids to cover up the self-blame in it, and stood motionless and let her vent, even for her sake. Let her not get hurt, and removed her armor, leaving only a pure black suit.He held her wrist as lightly as possible until her fragile wrist was almost bruised due to the violent movement.

Feng Huo didn't wipe the blood on his face, and let it stay on his side face to remind him of his fault. He slowly lowered his head in front of the old man who had lost everything, and slowly handed out a handkerchief for the old man to wipe away. tears, "...Sorry, I'm late."

The old man let go, and knelt down on the ground crying silently. He wanted to help her reflexively, but realized that his existence would only remind her of the pain, so he barely stopped.

He waited until the old man stopped crying before speaking again.

"In three days' time, I will hold the Holy Baptism. If you are tired of the current life, go ahead."

When the old man raised his head, his figure had disappeared, only a suit jacket covering her unlined clothing, and the handkerchief in his hand reminded her of what had happened.

This is the origin of Shengba.Since that day, at least a thousand people have participated in the weekly holy pilgrimage, and the number is still increasing.And there were more changes that followed. When they understood the curse brought by eternal life, the former savior became the object of hatred.

Praises were gradually replaced by denunciations, and the overwhelming propaganda was torn away.Some people even suggested that the destruction of the world was actually fabricated, and everything was just a conspiracy of King Arthur—he wanted to erase the future of mankind and plunge mankind into eternal despair.

Even in the face of such attacks, Fenghuo did not give any explanation.Did people really start to believe that he was the culprit so baselessly?How can it be.It's just that people who no longer have hope are looking for a vent so that they don't go completely crazy. After all, accusing him is the last thing they can do now.

So... There is no need to deprive Fenghuo of this from their hands.

It's just... People who are changed by time are not only ordinary people, but also Fenghuo.If he had seen them like this before, he would probably feel pained by King Arthur's guilt.But for him who has been with the holy gun for a hundred years, even if the number is increased ten times and a hundred times, it will not be able to stir up any waves in his heart.

The Holy Lance eroded his spirit day by day, and he became more and more calm when performing the Holy Baptism. From the very beginning, he allowed them to give up, and now he would not allow anyone to repent as long as he came to this square. The power of the gods calls out those who have lost the will to live and sends them to this square.

The so-called Shengba means selecting unpolluted pure souls and storing them in the tower of the end in the form of data, while the rest...he will personally open the space-time rift and send them into it. It is to lighten the burden of this increasingly crumbling world so that it can continue for a longer period of time.

The pure white coat fluttered with the wind behind him, and the golden laurel crown and blond hair on top of his head shone brightly in the sun.He raised his right hand lightly, and the holy light floated down from his palm to the earth. Then, the light fell on the heads of the seven people as if alive, and the seven beams of light also lit up one after another, covering the people. The seven people selected.

Even, those who were chosen were not delighted by it.

"Seven?" Feng Huo's expression and gaze were as calm as water, as if deciding the outcome of thousands of people was a very common thing for him, "Your souls have never been polluted, which means you have the ability to go to New Zealand. Pure souls qualified for the times. I will continue your existence, which is also for the future of mankind."

"And the remaining people—holy punishment, will begin immediately."

The author says:

Merlin (♀)'s devil whispers: You will be hated and misunderstood by everyone, and you will meet a miserable death.

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感谢在2022-05-0922:02:57~2022-05-1022:18:50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 irrigated the nutrient solution: 14 bottles of Master Ai; 10 bottles of Magic☆Lily, [Wakiza] Crystal Zuowen, Wen Enshang; 5 bottles of He Zhi Yu Dark;