How I was forced to be the villain

Above Yokohama City, the magic circle hanging in the center of the city is about to complete its final mission, but the warlock doesn't seem to be happy at all. He seems to be looking at other places through the magic circle, and his pupils are getting deeper and deeper.

"Fujisaki, what are you looking at?" The boy in uniform enthusiastically put his hands on his shoulders, one hand on his forehead, and looked in the direction he had been looking at before.

But in the boy's eyes, there is only a gloomy sky.

"Wow~, as expected of a seaside city, it looks like it's going to rain all the time," the boy yawned, "I can't even keep up my spirits in this kind of weather. I really don't know why the school chose this place."

What he doesn't know is that it's not the bad weather that's causing him to become sleepy, but his own life force is draining away.

"Fujisaki? Fujisaki?" No one responded for a long time, the boy approached with a smirk, "Fujisaki Hiroto!"

Mingming yelled loudly, Hiroshi Fujisaki didn't even look at him, if it were an ordinary person, he would have been taken aback.

But after such a fuss, the sight that seemed to be firmly attracted by the vortex finally moved away, and the handsome boy Fujisaki Hiroto relaxed his tense body, and exhaled lightly.

"Let's go." He showed a gentle smile, which didn't reach his eyes, and then turned around to leave.

It's over, it seems that there will be no problem.

That person...maybe died there, let alone do anything to reverse the current situation.

"Huh? Fujisaki?"

The boy looked puzzled at Fujisaki-san who left on his own, and said that although the transfer student always seemed to be very talkative, he actually didn't have any friends.Girls rarely confess their love to him, and they are obviously quite popular.

...Fujisaki-san, in fact, he doesn't like people approaching him.

Hiroto Fujisaki walked towards the crowd with a perfect smile, and suddenly, the sense of danger from the soles of his feet to the top of his head made his hairs stand on end, and he suddenly stopped walking when he felt that something was about to happen, and turned to look behind him.

It was as if the living magic circle paused clearly in his vision, and the constantly rotating gears stopped. Then, the magic circle suddenly reversed rapidly, and the crimson color was swallowed by black in an instant.

Like a solemn tombstone, from baring its teeth and waving its claws to dead silence, quietly looking down at everything under its feet, it makes people feel heavier than before, and the oppressive feeling from the pavement makes it more difficult to breathe.

"what is that?"

"Projection?"

"It feels bad."

The students gathered together in twos and threes, looking at the sky in surprise.

This time, these things appeared in the eyes of ordinary people.

The boy looked at Hiroto Fujisaki anxiously: "Fujisaki, do you know what's going on?"

The intuition might be related to him, and Fujisaki was also looking in that direction before.

"T, psychic?"

Hiroto Fujisaki did not look at the changing magic circle, but stared at a certain point in the air, "Run away."

"what?"

"Run away and bring the others with you." Hiroto Fujisaki emphasized his tone.

Faintly feeling that something was about to happen, the boy hurriedly ran back, while pulling other classmates, he did not forget to look back at Hiroto Fujisaki who was standing still, "Fujisaki, don't forget to follow!"

Although he was worried about Fujisaki, who seemed to be in a bad state, he was pulled away by his friends.

Hiroto Fujisaki looked ahead quietly, everything was as quiet as the moment before the storm.

Suddenly, he withdrew a long distance back and looked warily at the place where he was standing before. The space in front of him was suddenly distorted, as if being grabbed by a big hand.

Only two plop plops were heard, and two groups of black shadows fell out from the gap in the air.

"Cough cough cough-"

A half-kneeling figure stood up slowly, Rumo's eyes narrowed slightly, and when he saw Hiroto Fujisaki, he smiled, "Yo, we meet again."

Another figure stood up and complained: "It's so sudden, what if it hits the ground first or breaks its neck, wow~ It hurts just thinking about it."

But in my heart, I was calling it a pity, I don't know when I will have such an opportunity next time, Ah Yan is so slow!

Kyono spread his hands, "If we don't come out, we'll all have to stay there forever." After speaking, he said to Hiroto Fujisaki in front of him, "I've let you down, I'm back again."

Warlock couldn't tell whether he was more afraid or more happy at the moment when Kyonoyan reappeared in front of him. The emotion on the verge of the border made him smile even bigger.

If the boy just saw it, he would be surprised that Fujisaki Hiroto had such a rich expression.

"It's wonderful," Warlock said with a smile, "Although this possibility has been expected, when it actually happened, it is still admirable. As expected, the layout of 500 years ago is also a It has failed."

"Well, in the final analysis, you don't know me well enough. You can't succeed from the very beginning," Kyono Yan lowered his sleeves to cover his hand that was out of control due to the too low temperature in the space-time rift before. It's too cunning to say that you have expected it, you are obviously speechless because of your surprise."

Jing Yeyan raised the corners of his mouth and laughed: "When I appeared."

The warlock didn't know what to see from Jing Yeyan's face, and suddenly realized: "So that's the case, I really miscalculated."

Even now, Warlock is not in a hurry. He put his fingers together and stood in front of him, "Then there is no way."

The five fingers kept opening and closing, and Jing Yeyan raised his fist: "Give up, you are dead."

His figure disappeared in place.

Osamu Dazai stepped back a little, and a red figure fell in front of him. He immediately said dissatisfied: "It's so slow, Chuya."

"You bastard!" Zhong Yuan Zhong also stood up, looking at the person who was alone and bravely breaking through barriers, "Is it okay for him to be like this?"

"Although I don't know what happened, it seems that there is no problem."

"Humph."

Zhong Yuanzhong also lowered his body slowly, his whole figure was like a bow and arrow ready to go, "Get out of the way."

His voice was not loud, but Jing Yeyan, who had broken through several barriers, retreated through a gap without looking back.

As soon as he landed on the ground, he couldn't help laughing, "It's been a long time." The days when the three of them fought together.

Osamu Dazai took a step forward and stood side by side with the other two. He looked at the huge snake shadow looming on the formation formed by throwing the talisman paper into the sky, "Don't lose."

Jingyeyan sighed leisurely: "How did you lose?"

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Nakahara Chuya's response to the two pretending people around him was a snort.

"The weak point is...the eyes." Osamu Dazai looked at the top of the snake.

Jing Yeyan raised his hand to clear the obstacles for Zhongya Zhongya, layer after layer of barriers shattered, and the dark chains stood up from behind the warlock.

He smiled kindly when he met Warlock's gaze, "Repent in hell."

As if he had foreseen the ending, a certain existence deep in the ground stretched out its tentacles towards the ground, and Kyonoyan, who was aware of it for the first time, knelt on one knee and pressed the other on the ground.

"Die." There was no room for negotiation at all, and the first move was a killer move.

The Goddess of Huangquan didn't expect a human being to be so bold, she was furious immediately, and wanted to drag that human being into Huangquan, but found that her body could not move, and something suppressed her.

As a great god at the level of a creation god, the Goddess of Huangquan, who had never experienced such a situation, panicked, "What's going on! How could this happen!"

Darkness climbed up the corner of her clothes.

What?This breath, godhead?This filthy power...

Jing Yeyan's lips moved slightly, "I'm sorry, I got on the tuba."

Title - Son of High Heaven.

It is impossible to kill, but it is possible to suppress it for a while. This title is not manifested by handwriting, but has a cause and effect recognized by [Heaven], so it can only be used now.

"Don't be so irritable, reach out to the world, haven't you noticed? You have crossed the line."

The goddess' heart sank, indeed, for [Heaven], this is not allowed.

"Although I'm not with Gao Tianyuan, if I have to, I won't refuse to fight against Huangquan with the gods. You know, I took away part of Daofanshi. Isn't it still standing here? "Jing Yeyan's voice became deeper and deeper, with blatant demagoguery.

The crusade, the end of the last crusade by Ji Guoyan is still vivid in my mind. What human beings can do will always exceed the expectations of the gods.

Izanami is not afraid of Jiguo Yanyi, but avoids [heaven]'s favor, not for one person, but for human beings.

Human beings have infinite possibilities, and this possibility may be stronger than any other power in the world. It is Ji Guoyan who made the gods see this kind of power.

And... the chaotic and crazy monster sleeping in his body at this moment, even if it has not yet awakened, Izanami can already feel the horror of that power, that sleeping godhead... may change this world.

Indistinct, with some kind of premonition.

The goddess still closed her eyes, "Don't forget our promise."

This time it is not a threat, but a reminder, for myself who has already embarked on the trajectory of destiny.

......

Without the hindrance of the goddess, there is no suspense in the ending.

Although they couldn't hear what the goddess of Huangquan said, everyone could guess.

After Kyonoyan put down his blocking hand, the red light covered Nakahara Chuya's whole body, "You gloomy and filthy tolerance—"

The red color suddenly expanded, and rushed towards the gradually formed big snake with the momentum of overcoming thorns and thorns.

In the blink of an eye, time stopped for a second, short but very long. The huge energy radiated from a certain place as the center spread outward in an instant, and there was a loud bang, and huge waves arose on the coast.

The world is quiet.

A beam of sunlight pierced through the clouds, dispelling the dark clouds that had been covering the days, and the waves turned into drizzle and sprinkled on the coast, revealing the setting sun that was half hidden on the sea level.

All non-daily existence disappeared without leaving a trace.