How I was forced to be the villain

Chapter 212 The Villain's Last Day

The smoldering fire climbing up from the ground swept all directions, the blood moon rose from the horizon, the sky was stained with an ominous red light, the wreckage was buried deep under the scorched earth, and countless cold weapons stood on the ground like nameless tombstones , describing the dead souls who died here.

"Welcome to my battlefield, this is our stage." Jing Yeyan's body was covered with smoldering fire, exuding an ominous atmosphere.

Obviously, this won't be a mere backdrop.

Zhongyuan let out a sneer.

"You gloomy and filthy indulgence, please, don't wake me up—"

"Hey, can I use this?" Jing Yeyan left a drop of sweat on his forehead and walked away from the spot.

Dazai Osamu's voice came from behind, "Because you are going to be serious, and you are talking about this with Zhong now, and he doesn't understand."

Kyono Yan's eyes darkened slightly, when did Dazai get here...

With his current strength, toughness and filth can also be tough, but he can't be overwhelmed by fear.Either quickly subdue Chuya, or be defeated quickly, knowing that it will become like this... Dazai did it on purpose?

You can't be distracted by playing Zhongye with Kaida, because at this time Zhongye is also desperate, and his life can only be handed over to Kyono Yan as the opponent.

Zhong Yuanzhong also used gravity to dive over, leaving behind only a slender red light. Jing Yeyan casually pulled out a cold weapon from the side to block it. Although he blocked it, the weapon shattered.

He half-turned back to dodge, and then pulled out a new knife from his hand.

The rhythm of the battle was extremely fast, and the broken weapons made a crisp sound of metal breaking. Zhong Yuanzhong was also kicked several meters away, using the friction of the ground to stabilize his body.He squatted on the ground, bowed his body, and the weapons around him buzzed, pulled away from the ground, suspended in mid-air, and pointed the tip of the knife at Jing Yeyan.

All kinds of weapons in uniform cover half of the sky, and the scene is very spectacular.

Following Nakahara Chuya's movements, the weapon galloped down towards Kyonoyan.

The huge roar made the ground tremble, and the sky was covered with dust, covering the field of vision.

Dazai Zhihei raised the gun and pulled the trigger without hesitation.

Bullets sliced ​​through the dust.

"Tsk." Kyono Yan had no choice but to withdraw his hand that was trying to knock Chuya unconscious.

Osamu Dazai didn't panic at all, and fired several shots.

Kyonoyan drew out a knife beside him, and without hiding at all, under Osamu Dazai's surprised gaze, he went up to meet the bullet.

Holding the knife in his hand, he swung the knife flower, Jing Yeyan smiled lightly, the light of the knife flashed, and the bullet was split in half and fell to the ground.

Live performance of broaching and splitting bullets with light.

He can act as a humanoid computer for ballistic prediction and other data calculations. The knife here is not an ordinary knife, so it can do this.

"No wonder I didn't like to use guns before." Osamu Dazai threw away the gun without bullets, and the person who was in front of him appeared behind him in the blink of an eye, and wrapped his arms around his back, pressing on his neck.

"Chuya!" Osamu Dazai yelled loudly, then took advantage of the momentary loosening of the person behind him, turned over and kicked backwards, and broke free when the other party retreated subconsciously, and smiled at Kyono Yan, "Be careful."

He squatted down abruptly, revealing Nakahara Chuya jumping up behind him.

"Ahhhh-"

With the momentum of crushing everything, he swung his fist down, smashing even the air.

Jing Yeyan pursed his lips tightly, and when he could not avoid it, he crossed his arms in front of him.

The huge impact hit him, his internal organs seemed to be twisted together, a mouthful of blood spurted out from his mouth, he slammed heavily on the wall behind him, then slowly slid down, sat there, and lowered his head.

Osamu Dazai put his hand on Chuya Nakahara's shoulder.

"Extraordinary ability - no qualifications in the world!"

The ominous red streaks receded from Nakahara Chuya's body, and his unconscious eyes gradually regained clarity. Nakahara Nakaya was panting heavily, and gritted his teeth when he saw Kyono Yan who was sitting there powerlessly.

"Wait, don't go over there." Osamu Dazai pressed Chuya Nakahara, frowning.

Obviously the other party was powerless to resist, but he became more and more vigilant.

Sure enough, low laughter sounded, and the man with his head bowed raised his hand, and the black shadow fluttered gently with his movements. If you look carefully, you can find that the air around him is distorted.

"Ah ha ha--"

The person who should have been unable to move slowly stood up, no, he didn't stand up, but was held up by some invisible force, and as he gradually raised his head, revealing his eyes covered by hair.

It was not the familiar black, but red and gold eyes. Looking at the familiar dark red, Osamu Dazai's body froze, his feet seemed to be rooted in the ground, unable to move.

The aura of the person in front of him was stronger than before, and when he faced him, he instinctively began to fear.

The breath on his body was mixed, familiar and strange, and different temperaments mixed together, making him look a little crazy.

"hateful!"

Osamu Dazai held down Chuya, who was about to open the filth, and said calmly: "We can't defeat him now."

What's more, he had already driven a dirty Chuya once, even if he took this life, he would not be able to do it. Although Osamu Dazai faintly felt that Ah Yan would not kill them now.

"Are we just looking at Ah Yan... watching the world be destroyed?"

Dazai pointed to look at that person from a distance.

At this time, the surrounding air trembled, and a figure appeared there, and they walked out from the void.

"Dazai." Fukuzawa Yukichi said calmly.

"Chuya, what's going on here?" Mori Ogai asked.

"leader......"

"Ahem." Akutagawa Ryunosuke stepped out from the other side.

Kunikida Doppo, Tanizaki Junichiro, Hirotsu Yanagi, Ozaki Momiji...

They are the losers who defeated the important people and came here. The winners will enter the safe area, and the losers will come here to face the final boss.

From the first floor, to the traps on the second floor, to the selection of the gate of life and death on the third floor...everyone who walked here was in a state of distress, with more or less scars on their bodies.

The scene in front of them made them understand what they were about to face. It was obvious that there was still a final decisive battle here.

Mori Ogai stroked his hair and sighed.

Fukuzawa Yukichi grabbed the handle of the knife.

They each stepped forward without any hesitation.

Kyono Yan stood in the center, looked at the people surrounding him, and finally landed on Dazai who let go of his hand.

"It's a nice day," he said slowly.

The black flame condensed into a huge sword above his head, carrying a terrifying coercion.

The air froze for a moment.

In the next second, everyone moved at the same time.

"Extraordinary ability—"

they shouted.

The colorful lights intertwined and flashed, and all kinds of supernatural powers rushed towards Kyono Yan, and a scuffle began.

However, with the passage of time, everyone's heart sank.

Powerful, flawless, invincible, in the short battle, a few words kept appearing in my mind.

Thinking of the situation outside, it is inevitable to feel anxious in my heart.

Compared with the difficulty here, the outside is not necessarily so good, it can only be faster, and faster.

Holding the sword, he shuttled among the crowd, and blood sprayed up wherever he passed.

The phantom of the great sword in the sky distorted for a moment, and a wave of energy shook away.

Everyone was shaken away irresistibly, the violently fluctuating energy made the body feel like being strangled, and the body was so painful that it lost all feeling.

Fukuzawa Yukichi half-kneeled on the ground, supported his body with a knife, and said with difficulty: "He hasn't completely transformed yet!"

The wooden clogs rattled, he jumped lightly, ran up to him, and pushed the knife away with his thumb.

At the same time, Mori Ogai appeared behind Kyono Yan at some point, bowing his body with his dagger in front of him.

Alice waved a huge syringe, floating in the sky.

The quick action, but in an instant, created an inevitable situation for Kyono Yan to avoid.

Zhongyuan Zhong, who had just jumped to the distance with his strength, also raised his head, and his heart tightened when he saw the situation over there.

Ah Yan...

Jing Yeyan is now in the same place, motionless, looking ahead deeply.

Everyone subconsciously held their breath.

However, the sword and dagger suddenly stopped a few centimeters in front of him, and the metal seemed to encounter some obstacle, sparks burst out.

"Ah."

Kyonoyan raised his hand, and the black tongue of flame flew from his hand to the sword in front of him, and wrapped itself around Fukuzawa Yukichi almost in an instant.

Fukuzawa Yukichi's face turned pale, fine beads of sweat appeared on his forehead, but he couldn't move an inch, he could only let the strange fire burn all over his body.

"President!!"

"What gave you the courage to fight against God?" Kyonoyan turned around and grabbed Mori Ogai's neck, which was also wrapped in fire, with a cruel arc, "Tremble for me."

Just as he was about to crush the bones under his hand, when he counted black thorns growing from the ground, the sound of the wind breaking, the sound of cloth being torn, and the sound of flesh being pierced to make the scalp tingle, Kyono Yan pinched Mori Ogai His hands were pierced by black piercings.

The thorns growing from the ground forced him to let go of Mori Ogai and back away.

Even so, Mori Ogai couldn't support himself and fell down.

Kyono Yan looked at the hand with the hole, and shook his head in disappointment, "It's so sad, obviously Akutagawa was so loyal to me before."

The vicious one is doing sowing discord, blinking but waving, the flame has become his arm, able to reach the limit of what humans can touch.

Akutagawa Ryunosuke was wrapped around his neck by the long whip formed by the flames, wrapping his body layer by layer like a snake.

"I hate betrayal, and I won't let you die," when he said this, with a strange tenderness, "Feel the pain well."

"Ah ah ah ah ah--!!!"

Everyone turned pale, and finally realized clearly that there was absolutely no room for redemption between them.

"So—game time is over."

With his words, he disappeared in place.

Fighting and killing are often not the same thing.

The surrounding air was too quiet, even if Junichiro Tanizaki hid himself in the field of fine snow, he still felt like he was being watched.

What goes hand in hand.

This state of being tense all the time can easily break people down once it is stretched out.

Just keep stimulating his nerves and let him be at the critical point.

Tanizaki Junichiro also knew that his state was dangerous, but he couldn't control it.

If the other party has been lurking.

"Xixue...it's useless to me." The cold breath gently blew against his ears.

Finding him hidden in the fine snow should have been a terrible thing, but Junichiro Tanizaki breathed a sigh of relief.

It seems that the other party is not going to drive him crazy.

As it turned out, he was still too early to relax.

Without the cover of Xixue, he couldn't even catch the opponent's shadow.

Unable to resist.

Tanizaki Junichiro didn't know why they were in so much pain until they were climbed by the flames.

Cold, so cold, the cold seeping from the body, the burning pain under the skin.

He hugged himself tightly, knelt on the ground with a pale face, and lost the ability to control his expression.

With the last effort of reason, he stretched out his hand, grabbed the hem of the man's clothes, and said tremblingly, "This...what..."

Kyono Yan smiled and opened his hand, "Well, it's a flame fueled by the soul, how long can you burn, Tanizaki?"

Fueled by the soul...

However, Tanizaki Junichiro thought of one thing at the first time, he asked hard: "Kyono...Mr., yes, also...burning...myself..."

This time Kyono Yan was really surprised. He turned his head and looked at Tanizaki's bloodless face, his eyes became complicated, but his voice was softer than before.

Tanizaki Junichiro heard him say, "Idiot, if I don't burn myself, what are you going to do to kill me?"

Even with the strength lost, Tanizaki Junichiro still opened his eyes wide and tried to see him clearly.

Why?Mr. Kyano.

Those who became fuel for the flames began to grow black crystals that enveloped their bodies.

Kunikida Doppo stood up with difficulty, neither the gun nor the dagger had any effect on that person, and his body gradually approached the limit.

Another sword pierced his body, and he staggered and fell, before being pierced by the weapon again.

There was so much bleeding that he gradually lost control of his body.

All this is just a matter of the other party moving his fingers.

Kyono Yan hooked his fingers in boredom, and flew towards Kunikida Doppo with another knife.

Time seemed to slow down, and he could only watch the sword piercing through him.

However, at the moment when the sword was about to stab his body, it suddenly stopped in front of his eyes.

"Forget it," he heard him say, "just come here, and take it easy—go to hell."

Flames swallowed his body in a blink of an eye.

Kunikida Doppo felt for a moment that the other party seemed to be worried about something, and when this thought popped up, it was already ridiculous.

Man cannot be an enemy of God, so what does God have to fear? .

......

He is like an immortal ghost, randomly appearing behind you, laughing and controlling you, playing with you.

Zhongyuanzhong was also pressed to the ground by flames, and did not burn like others.

He attracted Kyono Yan's attention, but Dazai Osamu was already lurking in the dark, waiting for an opportunity.

When Jing Yeyan found out that someone had disappeared for a long time, the other party pointed the gun at his heart at a very close distance and pulled the trigger at the same time.

Kyonoyan raised his hand calmly, and suddenly smiled.

In Dazai's daze, he just raised his hand like this, without any movement.

No one saw it. In the eyes of others, it was just that he didn't have time to resist.

The fighting wears off his spirits.

Osamu Dazai constricted his pupils and tried his best to deflect the gun, but it was too late.

Until the bullet penetrates the body, it still doesn't look like reality.

That's it... did it work?

The crystals that were freezing humans around suddenly shattered, and the trapped people fell to the ground, coughing uncontrollably.

The bullet did not penetrate the heart, giving Kyonoyan time to linger.

"Ayan!"

Kyonoyan leaned forward with a satisfied smile, and finally fell into his arms with a refreshing fragrance.

Osamu Dazai caught Kyono Yan, and the two fell to the ground together.

Half lying in Dazai Osamu's arms, feeling the passing of body temperature, his mood was not as cheerful as Kyono Yan imagined.

Soon, a restricted zone will be established around this world to isolate all prying eyes, and he who is outside the world can only look at this place through the distant galaxy.

"Ah Yan..." Dazai Osamu held Kyono Yan's hand, the palm was dripping with sticky blood.

Kyono Yan noticed a slight tremor, and he seemed to be in despair for an instant, unable to be redeemed.

"Idiot, you can dodge it obviously, why don't you dodge—!"

"Feel sorry."

Osamu Dazai pressed the wound hard, and there was a trace of panic in his voice: "It's nothing, Dr. Yosano is still here, you will be fine."

Urgent, as if desperately trying to hold back something.

Kyonoyan put his hand on the back of his hand, comforting silently.

As if he had sensed something from the simple movements, Osamu Dazai relaxed his body dejectedly, "There should be other ways."

"what......"

"Fate," Osamu Dazai seemed to have lost all his strength, "this is not a bad sacrifice for love."

That kind of subtext touched the nerves of Kyono Yan, he held Dazai Osamu's hand tightly, "Everything...is not over yet, Dazai, do you know who I am?"

Osamu Dazai looked at him quietly with eyes as silent as a deep pool.

"The day you get...the answer, you will...understand everything." Kyono Yan gasped for breath, speaking intermittently and with difficulty.

However, the gaze that fell on his face made his heart tremble slightly, was he seen through?Haven't you been seen through?

"What am I in your heart?"

Rubbing Kyono Yan's cheek with slightly cool fingers, he could no longer see Dazai's face clearly, so he couldn't judge his mood at the moment, but he probably understood that it was not a happy mood, more, complicated emotions underneath, But there is no way to tell.

But Kyono Yan wanted to tell the truth once in a while.

He touched Osamu Dazai's collar vaguely, wanting him to get closer, and finally felt a touch of warmth against his palm, he paused, and murmured imperceptibly on his lips: "To me, Dazai is this The only color in the world."

The voice is very soft, but it has never been serious.

"It's the only thing this pale world wants to keep."

Feeling the constant tightening force, Jing Yeyan wanted to smile, but he coughed a series of times, and the warmth flowing from his lips made him realize that he should be in a mess now, although he has no strength and his eyelids are too heavy , but he still held up his last strength to finish what he wanted to say.

"...the future... see you later."

After the words fell, his body began to dissipate, along with this splendid castle.

"fraud."

The other people staying in the safe zone also showed their figures, and the fog that blocked them also disappeared.

The daylight seeps in and dispels the darkness, and behind the walls is the blue sky.

Osamu Dazai tightened his hand, but only held a piece of air.

Soul Remnants are no longer cold after burning.

Beams of light pierced through the clouds, dispelling the gloom of the day.

The gods raised their heads, looked towards the sky, closed their eyes slowly, and disappeared one by one.

People who have been sleeping for a long time wake up from their dreams, but only stay in a daze.

......

After a storm passed, people seemed to have returned to their normal days.

Whilst the trauma remains, it always heals slowly.

The wind chime on the door jingled, Haruno Kirako raised her head from the document, and greeted habitually: "Are you going out again? Mr. Dazai?"

Osamu Dazai stood at the door, nodding with a hearty smile, "Today is also a day for suicide, which is fresh, hearty, and full of vigor!"

"Oh, be careful on the road."

When the figure disappeared, Kirakako Haruno breathed a sigh of relief.

After that incident ended.There will always be a period of time when Mr. Dazai will disappear, and everyone in the detective agency will keep silent, but Haruno Kirako always feels——

Mr. Dazai may have lost something and wants to get it back.