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When Osamu Dazai left the hotel, it was already completely dark when he arrived at the central street of Ukiyo-echo.

As the night fell, the purple mist permeating the city center became thicker at some point, and finally centered on the Central Square Park, a purple barrier was formed in a space of several kilometers to prevent ordinary people from entering.

The bustling streets are full of traffic, and the avenue is full of cars during the evening rush hour after work. The not-so-large road is completely blocked. The long queue of motorcades can't see the end, and the sound of "dudu" whistles Incessantly, accompanied by people's more and more impatient yelling and cursing.

Invisible purple smoke floated on the road, and countless demons and evil creatures came out like dragons.

At the same time, due to the undisguised Hyakki Yakura, the social network is also full of explosive remarks such as "I saw a monster in Ukiyo-e Town!", "My God, what is this?! Monster!" and so on.

"In such an environment, it's strange not to attract curse spirits..." Osamu Dazai sighed softly as he walked on the street.

He made his way through the winding traffic and into the barrier.

It has become a battlefield inside.

……

Osamu Dazai found a place that would not be easily affected, stood on a slightly higher stone step, and watched the situation not far away.

The monsters of the Four Kingdoms can actually make a fuss without picking a location or a time, and they don't seem to have a careful plan. It's really... He thought for a while and concluded—not very smart.

Even if the conjurer will not interfere with the activities of monsters on the surface, people like Gojo Satoru will try their best to ensure that ordinary humans will not be involved. Big, how could it be possible to turn a blind eye.

However, he has to thank these silly monsters.

The incident suddenly gave him a chance to sneak away, but he was handcuffed to the head of the bed or something. I thought it was just talking, but I didn't expect Wujo Satoru to be really good at playing.

The boulevard in Ukiyo-e Town was congested and chaotic. In addition to the movements brought about by the collective dispatch of monsters, Osamu Dazai could feel the aura of "the same kind" not far away wreaking havoc.

The situation caused by the large-scale melee is extremely beneficial to him, the escaped curse spirit. No matter how strong the white-haired magician is, there is only one person. If you want to find that he has disappeared from the hotel, at least you have to deal with the curse spirit. At least 30 minutes later.

Not to mention that he has a special physique. As long as he doesn't deliberately attract attention while standing aside, his sense of existence will be as thin as air.Finding him in such a chaotic scene was no different from looking for a needle in a haystack—it was only thanks to Gojo Satoru that he discovered it.

Taking advantage of this, Osamu Dazai jumped down the stone steps and easily sneaked into the battlefield.

Surrounding him are all kinds of strange monsters, all gathered together, surrounded by a monster holding a long knife exuding a strange atmosphere, wearing a mask, and wearing ancient Japanese costumes.

Osamu Dazai was standing against the wall. This was probably the leader of one of the monsters.

On the opposite side of this group of monsters, stood the young man I saw in the old school building that day. He had turned into a monster, with red eyes and white hair. Behind him were also a group of strange monsters.

Seeing that it is a rhythm to start fighting.

Because he used to have a partner who loved fighting very much, and especially liked to fight with more than one dozen, Osamu Dazai has long been used to watching the scenes of chaotic battles, and he also knows how to find positions to avoid getting involved in melees.

He needs to observe first, what is the battle between monsters like, the strongest in the magic world can't kill him, so what about monsters?Can you kill him with one move?

Thinking of this, Osamu Dazai couldn't help but sighed. If death had not become an unattainable luxury after becoming a curse spirit, he would never have tried everything possible to find a way to die. Originally, all he needed was a complete suicide manual. Can.

But now, I can only try to cast a wide net.

……

Gojo Satoru suddenly felt something was wrong.

The faint premonition in his heart reminded him that something seemed to have happened.

This reminded him of the restless and hard-to-handle curse spirit that was locked on the bedside before going out.

Before going out, Osamu Dazai complained endlessly because of his distrust, which was no different from usual, but then he was handcuffed very cooperatively as he said, and he really locked people firmly in the hotel .

This judgment is undoubtedly the most correct, with Dazai Osamu unable to move at high speed, and the gathering of monsters caused the magic spirit to not restrain itself, and ran directly from the dark to the street to look for food.

In this case, he can only take one step ahead and get rid of those curse spirits who are going to eat human beings for dinner.

The emergency treatment procedures were activated very quickly, and the auxiliary supervisors had already set up tents around.

Without Dazai Osamu, it only takes less than ten seconds to arrive at the scene. Gojo Satoru pulls people away expressionlessly before the first innocent passer-by is about to fall into the tiger's mouth, and easily twists the head of one of the curse spirits.

The terrifying centipede-like creature lost its head in the blink of an eye, and blue blood sprayed all over the ground, but none of it touched Gojo Satoru.

He shook his hand and disappeared in the next second.

Perhaps it was the intuition he possessed from being on the front line all year round, and the bad premonition vaguely lingered in his heart, which was a very rare thing for him.

An invisible coercion pressed down from above, and the air seemed to be filled with the smell of decay, and disgusting, foul-smelling creatures emerged one after another.

Unpleasant smell.

Gojo Satoru has long been used to such disgusting scenes, and the life born with human malice is ugly and filthy.

Desire, greed, jealousy, anger, arrogance, inferiority, sadness... etc., thus creating these monsters.

That kid was created in the same way.

Even if you look like a person, you are essentially the same as these monsters, Gojo Satoshi.

What kind of monster born of malice would he be?

"Conjuration... Master?"

Among the black curse spirits, a human-sized figure emerged, resembling a Siamese twin with two heads.However, compared to the group of four-faced curse spirits behind them, they are already a little closer to humans.

The head with only one eyeball turned completely around, revealing blood-red eyes and a split mouth. The long tongue was like a whip, and the eyeballs covered in it could be seen clearly upon careful inspection.

The other head is very human-like, smiling foolishly.

If Osamu Dazai would cover his eyes again, he pretended to lament that he had suffered a huge psychological trauma.

"Delicious……"

The curse spirit stumbled and said, the big mouth on the forehead opened a shocking arc, and suddenly disappeared in place.

In the next moment, he swung his fist with huge mantra power straight at Wujo Wu's face!

If he was hit, he would be torn apart, not even a corpse.

At the same time, the curse spirits around him also rushed forward, rushing towards Wujo Wu like a tide!

"Is there a super-level curse spirit soon?"

The white-haired conjurer even had time to think about it. After dodging a few times, he suddenly caught the opponent's fist!

This reaction surprised the mana spirit at first. He already had the ability to think and immediately decided to distance himself first before observing how to defeat the opponent!

But Gojo Satoru didn't give him this chance.

"You ran into me when I was in a bad mood." The hand holding the curse spirit's fist exerted force to prevent him from escaping, Gojo Satoru reached out and pulled down the blindfold, revealing those blue eyes, "Let's make a quick decision. "

The air was completely still as if frozen in that second!

The field expands—infinite space.

In the next second, all the creatures present were wiped out.

……

——So what the hell is going on with this monster?

If Osamu Dazai was given another piece of popcorn, he would watch the one-on-one fight that developed from gang fights to the present with the posture of watching an American special effects blockbuster in a movie theater.

The monster named Yuzhang, after losing strength to the future third generation of the Nuliang group, that is, Nura Rikusho, actually started to chop up the monsters around him—the monsters who seemed to be his own.

The worn-out long knife instantly had life, growing flesh and sharp horns.

It originally had a depressing aura, but after devouring so many monsters, it began to glow purple, and a heavy and ominous coldness immediately spread in the space.

what is that?Osamu Dazai stared at the knife in Yuzhang's hand with squinted eyes, as if he had finally become a bit powerful?

And Yuzhang's sudden cruel act of killing his teammates seemed to have stunned Nuliang Lusheng and the others. At this moment, some monsters from the Nuliang team rushed over and sent important information to their young master——

The small mallet of the sword named Demon King is a treasure spread in the four countries. It is rumored that it can easily destroy monsters and absorb the power of dead monsters to grow continuously.

Knowing the answer, Osamu Dazai stood up, smiled, and decided to try the legendary magic sword.

He can't delay for too long, Gojo Satoru is very strong, even if Dazai Osamu has not grasped the opponent's full strength for so many days with him, he can at least estimate roughly.

For him, the spell spirits in this city are not enough for him to practice. He said that he doesn't have enough energy to take a walk after a meal, and at most it is time-consuming to clean up.

He needs to try the knife first before the other party finds that he has disappeared.

Yuzhang also lived up to Osamu Dazai's expectations. After beheading the dog monster he saw in the old school building that day, the malice and hostility released from the long sword surged violently in all directions in an instant!

The purple mist spread, and the dark and sharp breath seemed to be able to scratch the skin.

That's a thing called power.

Osamu Dazai jumped down from the side stairs and walked towards the center where the mist scattered.

That knife looked ugly and disgusting, and it must have hurt to be scratched.

But the feeling of being alone in a strange world without any meaning is more unbearable than that.

If it is said that he was forced to live because of an agreement and a companion before, Dazai Osamu just wants to be free now.

And maybe he will go back after he dies?

"Wait, wait." He smiled and walked into the middle of the confrontation between the generals on both sides of the monster, his kite-colored eyes were as cold as water, "Your knife is very interesting, why don't you try it with me first?"

— who is he? !

——When did you get close?

Yuzhang slightly widened his long and narrow eyes, even Nuliang Rikusheng was a little surprised.Neither of them felt when the boy appeared in front of them, and part of the reason for the latter was that he had seen each other in the old school building.

He is not human.

Yuzhang immediately made a judgment in his heart, monsters have more sensitive perception than humans, and the boy in front of him was smiling, but what he felt from him was a sense of pressure that was colder than ice and thicker than blood .

Like a god of death haunting the world, but obviously he didn't do anything.

"Hey, what's the matter?" Osamu Dazai was still smiling, and proposed, "You want to kill him? But from what I've observed for so long, you still can't beat him, but I can help you... Since you A knife needs resentment."

His voice was very soft, like the whisper of a demon, as he approached with his footsteps.

"Is there anything more resentful than a super curse spirit like me?"

——Superior curse spirit.

Yuzhang didn't understand the difference in strength of the curse spirit, but he knew that the curse spirit he had worked with was not weak, and the reason why he wanted to eat so many humans was...

He wants to evolve into super.

"Hello." Nuliang Lusheng frowned and shouted at Osamu Dazai, "What are you doing? Get out of the way!"

He was too close to Yuzhang, Lu Sheng secretly thought, at this distance, as long as Yuzhang raised his hand, he could instantly cut him in half.

Could this be a trap?

In any case, is it too strange to suddenly appear and beg someone to cut you with a knife?

"You don't have to worry about any kind of trap." Osamu Dazai seemed to have mind reading skills, he even smiled gently, "If you are willing to help me, I can see the long-awaited death, and you You can get my power."

"It's a good deal, otherwise...you are alone, I'm afraid it will be difficult to defeat him who has many ghosts." Osamu Dazai stood in front of him, "Don't you want to be above all monsters? Don't you Don't you even have that kind of determination?"

These words were like a thorn in Yuzhang's heart, his golden pupils constricted, he raised his arm, and slashed straight at Osamu Dazai with the long knife covered in terrifying flesh and blood!

The smile on the corner of Dazai Osamu's mouth widened, and then he closed his eyes——

The pain didn't strike, on the contrary, there was only a whirling sensation.

He felt that someone picked up the back of the neck, and the extremely skilled movements had been carried out several times during the two of them getting along. The familiar breath came from all directions, dispelling the coldness and ominousness of the long knife.

Before anyone could react, he fell into a cold embrace.

Dazai's heart sank, and he opened his eyes.

Immediately, he met a pair of extremely beautiful blue eyes like precious gems, with a flame of anger burning inside, which was more radiant than the Milky Way.