Started with a green hat for Verlaine

Zhongyuan Zhong didn't care about other things, and desperately attacked the space barrier of the "color painting collection".

The sea is blocked by Arthur Rimbaud!

When the owner of the superpower dies, the subspace will slowly become thinner and dissipate automatically. It doesn't take too long, maybe 5 minutes, maybe it's the slight distraction of the onlookers, and the life of the strong person will pass away before his eyes.

So fragile.

Those who transcend will not have much better vitality than ordinary people.

They have the same emotions, parents, relatives, ideals and ambitions, and are closely connected with the world.As many people say, people cannot decide to be born, but they can decide to die.

This may be true "freedom".

However, Central Plains could not relieve Arthur Rimbaud. He was shocked by too many fearful things, and he roared uncontrollably, but what he uttered was the cry of a teenager.

"Don't leave us behind!"

The waywardness of adults is often a thought: we think you can be independent.

"You haven't told me anything yet—! Who killed Qiuya? Who did you kill? You said that you would take me to France to see your hometown in the future!"

The conflict between Arthur Rimbaud and Nakahara Chuya ended in that battle, and it was Aso Akiya who made up for the emotional rift between them, and the existence of Aso Akiya held the family.Afterwards, Arthur Rimbaud objectively described the situation in France to Zhongyuanzhong, and promised to go back one day, and he would protect you from being controlled by others and have the right to choose the future.

"Aaaaaaaaaa!!!"

A student who can be seen everywhere in Yokohama City, the former "King of Sheep" on Leibo Street, Nakahara Nakahara, whose edges and corners have been smoothed by a comfortable life, is also frantically destroying the "color painting collection".

There is no way to think at all!

There is no way to think about my future!

He has to do something, he has to hold on to something, he loses the option to stop, he wants to make the last contribution to his life after becoming a human being...

Nakahara Chuya had bulging veins on his forehead, his face flushed red and ferocious, and he spoke the liberation language instinctively.

"You, allow the filth of gloom..."

"Don't return to my awakening..."

The red light flourished, and his whole body was shrouded in a high-intensity gravitational factor.

Dirty scars started to spread from his hands, it was another inhuman force!

"Break it open for me ahhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhh!!!"

Zhongyuan Zhong also gave up his reason, and the tyranny of the [beast] appeared in his pupils, and he blasted past like a meteor, and the power of "dirty" collided head-on with the "Color Painting Collection"—beyond the physical level, and an incredible roar was emitted from the collision of space This sound startled Wells and "Faust" on the shore.

【What should I call you? 】

[Mom, call him mom! 】

The boy's hesitation, the man's joking and booing accompanied him, followed by the embarrassment of the Frenchman.The whole family is looking at Zhongyuan Zhongya and Arthur Rimbaud's excitement, to resolve their embarrassment.

【Autumn too! 】

【Have you forgotten what you said?If Zhong can also beat your "color painting collection", he can call your mother. 】

【He didn't—ah——】

[Zhong Ye, call mom quickly! 】

Osamu Dazai interjected, his vivid expression was vivid in his memory, not the unconscious one.

The orange-haired boy looked up at the awkward Arthur Rimbaud.

【Mr. Lantang... Let me call you Mr. Lantang. 】

【……what ever. 】

——I only know that you are my family, and I want to save you.

Arthur Rimbaud is going to die with Paul Verlaine, buried in the sea with the head of Shuya Aso, this day is like the poem of "Jean Nicolas", the whole sun is bitter, the whole moon is bad, longing to be destroyed The collapse of his body will crush him, and he will die with the past.

The first sun was destroyed and the moon was shattered, but the children they raised burned their own power and became a crimson light-used to save each other.

The chicks have grown up.

However, the Central Plains is not a [beast], but a human being with the limit of strength.

The strength he got in exchange for all the fighting did not break the impenetrable "Color Painting Collection", and he could not achieve the same brilliant record as when he was born back then. He gritted his teeth and hit the subspace blocking the sea surface again and again. The sea boiled, and countless seawater followed His impact exploded, forming a water curtain that splashed the sky.

Arthur Rimbaud, who was sinking to the bottom of the sea, was weeping, when he suddenly heard the dull impact of the subspace.

It was the voice of someone trying to save themselves outside the barrier that isolated the world.

He heard it.

He heard Zhongya's determination.

The child raised by Arthur Rimbaud and Qiuya Aso, the mission target who once made Arthur Rimbaud dark under the lights is desperately trying to save him, unaware of how dangerous his behavior is, surrounded by others The maliciousness of a caring person can push innocent children into hell.

【You shouldn't expose...】

【I don't deserve you to do this... I love you far less than Qiu Ye...】

[I did not play the role of a supernatural spy well, nor did I play the role of a guide well... I always go my own way, consciously choosing the right path...]

【Mr. Zhongye...】

【That natural disaster-like flame... the power to break the limit... was once what I longed for...】

【I am excessively pursuing the eternity on the other side...】

Arthur Rimbaud's long curly hair floats upwards in the sea, with his head lowered and his silent face, he looks at the "red meteor" bombarded on the sea for the first time. What kind of attachment and tearing apart human reason is this? , but also the determination to achieve the goal.The tears in his eyes melted into the sea water, and he stroked the hair on the man's head, "Qiuya...you are better than me...this is the child you raised..."

He sank into the sea with Paul Verlaine, who was breathing a little.

Paul Verlaine saw the power of kind.

so dazzling.

Even if it is madness, the brilliance of human nature can be seen in the madness.

If Arthur Rimbaud could teach such a Chuya of the Central Plains, how could he be driven into a desperate situation and let him die in this icy sea...

【Humanity……】

【Chuya's father... is... Aso... Shuya...】

【Not... Rimbaud...】

Paul Verlaine seemed to have figured something out in an instant, his light blue eyes closed, his pupils were dilated, his eyelids couldn't hold on anymore, and the exhaled gas turned into many bubbles.

There is an extra helicopter in the sky of Yokohama.

From the helicopter, a teenager with an indifferent expression opened the hatch and jumped off without wearing a parachute bag.His fall was like a new round of suicide attacks. However, under the inconceivable gazes of everyone, the young man landed with precision first, and landed heavily on Chuya Nakahara. Then the two teenagers both fell into the sea!

The "filth" confined by the human body cannot break the transcendent-level "painting book".

Then—let's change to the "strongest" power.

"Human disqualification!"

Invisible forces intertwined for less than a second, and the light blue "Disqualification in the World" turned into countless light bands full of words, dispelling the supernatural ability of the "color painting collection" to cut the space.

H. G. Wells said: "Another rare superpower has appeared."

There was a hint of surprise on the face of "Faust", it was the unique power in Europe, it could restrain the supernatural ability that everything in the world could be touched.

"Nullify the ability?"

In a small place like Japan, not only was it lucky to create a second "Paul Verlaine" based on the information leaked by the German government, but it also had an anti-alien ability full of strategic value?

"Faust" stopped saying that France would lose the transcendent, and looked worriedly at the sky.

His eyes didn't seem to be worried about Germany, but more like worrying about the terrible existence in the sky for the people in the sea.

who is human.

who is the devil.

From Faust's point of view, certain things are obvious.

There are coincidences in the world, and there are also man-made coincidences. The German Horchenbrutz entered the battlefield as a mercenary without borders, but spread the reputation of transcendent potential, causing subsequent deaths.

France took back Hortchenbrutz's body.

To be dead is to be dead, and no one will doubt whether a corpse is in line with the actual situation.

If there is no accident, the supernatural power contained in this corpse will be plundered by the top powerhouses in France to strengthen their own background. No matter who gets this supernatural power, it is equivalent to getting a mine that has not been detonated.The devil's tentacles stretched from Germany into France, and could tempt more people to make mistakes.

Even Goethe, who arranged this dark chess casually, never thought that in the end this power would come to a non-supernatural power user to protect this non-French non-supernatural power user.

Goethe in Germany saw a relatively complete process.

So, he came early.

So, before the French government and the British government got the news, he came to watch a beautiful ending.

The Japanese night in the early morning has a brilliant light where life and soul collide.

It was not only human beings, but also an animal.

The sanhua cat was drenched by the seawater, but it did not shake off the seawater from its hair like cats. Its limbs grabbed the ground to prevent itself from being blown away by the strong wind at the seaside.

Its brown cat pupils are big and round, reflecting the sea and the planes in the sky.

If someone can see the wet cat's face clearly, they may be surprised to see the deep sadness and powerlessness on the face of the sanhua cat, just like an old cat watching humans kill kittens, except for the bluff There was nothing else to do but to arch its back and growl and pounce on and bite.

Weak animals are no different from weak people.

This world itself is the law of the forest. The law of the jungle can only protect and restrain ordinary people.

Sanhuamao saw the fighting French transcenders, the figure of British people with supernatural powers, and also saw the mysterious and strange shadows. It could not get close to these people, and its strength determined the distance to the battlefield.

It cannot intervene in the battle of the transcendent.

But its students, its big apprentices, fell into the crisis brought about by two transcendents early on.

【You said that the person you like is a transcendent...】

【However, you never told me that your rival in love is also a transcendent...】

【Asshole disciple...】

【You bastard...have you forgotten everything I taught you...】

【Life is the most precious thing...】

Sanhua Mao mourned and did not leave, even though the Japanese government needed him to analyze the situation at this moment.

On the bottom of the sea, Chuya Nakahara and Osamu Dazai teamed up to fish out the person they wanted to save. Several helicopters of the port mafia were dispatched one after another, dropping a long rope to help the two teenagers save people.

Arthur Rimbaud, who had lost his will to live, was mercilessly tied up by Osamu Dazai.

Osamu Dazai wanted to take Aso Qiuya's head with both hands.

Arthur Rimbaud hugged tightly.

"he's mine……"

The golden-green eyes are a piece of burnt ashes in the dim light.

"its mine……"

The black-haired man closed his eyes and head, and was lifeless in Arthur Rimbaud's arms. The body temperature of the two were so similar, both cold, like a dead person.

The smile on the corner of Aso Qiuya's mouth was cold and mocking, as if he saw the future.

—You can no longer reconcile.

— bet my life.

……

On the other side of the sea in Yokohama, the German planes stopped in mid-air and did not descend.

Goethe, wearing a long robe, stood on the sea, without getting wet, holding a dying French transcendent in his arms. The other party was Paul Verlaine, who had lost the core of his supernatural power.

Paul Verlaine has become a cripple.

Arthur Rimbaud, who knew him best, pierced his heart and destroyed his strength. He still had the toxin from the mafia chief's office in the port, and his body was paralyzed and unable to move. It can be said that Goethe came at the right time. Neither sooner nor later, he calmly rescued a "Assassination King" who had no resistance.

Paul Verlaine no longer had the arrogance of the cruise ship, and the weakness visible to the naked eye spread all over his body. He seemed to be unable to feel the existence of Goethe, and his reopened eyes looked emptyly in the direction of Arthur Rimbaud, as if exhausted. All the obsessions that can burst out in this body and soul.

Until Arthur Rimbaud was rescued by two teenagers.

Paul Verlaine said weakly: "It's you..."

Goethe chuckled: "It's me."

The hand of the German transcendent placed Paul Verlaine's heart, temporarily sealing off the opponent's vitality.

Paul Verlaine's reaction changed from sluggish to sensitive. His fingers grabbed the opponent's clothes, and his nails dug into the opponent's flesh and blood. He found details that were almost impossible to discover after the upheaval.

"It's you... who bless me... with human feelings..."

"Isn't this what you desire?"

"……I do not have……"

"You have."

Goethe is like a priest baptizing a newborn, kissing Paul Verlaine's forehead devoutly, and tolerant of Paul Verlaine's disrespectful behavior.

The chill made Paul Verlaine lose the strength to speak.

Goethe spoke in his ear.

What is sung is not the content of the "Bible", but poetry, a poem about Paul Verlaine.

—is an instruction.

It can manipulate Paul Verlaine, it can give Paul Verlaine the emotional oomph of a self-righteous human being.

It turned out that the "Fun God" secretly colluded with the German government many years ago.

The German government had already obtained the information on Paul Verlaine. Goethe spared time every year to participate in the cruise activities at the end of the year, in order to increase the chances of seeing the French transcendent Paul Verlaine, so as to have the opportunity to give instructions. After the death of "Fun", the French government and Arthur Rimbaud destroyed the traces of the experiment, and the Japanese government on the other side of the ocean was able to obtain the birth data of Paul Verlaine, thus creating the Central Plains Chuya, thanks to the support of the German government help.

France, Germany, Japan... Three countries are involved. Who can guarantee that the UK he wants to go to will not intervene?

No one can be trusted.

The world is grotesque... dirty...

Paul Verlaine closed his eyelids and shed tears that he could no longer see hope: "Let me die."

Goethe didn't answer him, and injected more power into it to support the life of the humanoid weapon.He hugged the opponent's body whose life was hanging by a thread, and following the ups and downs of the sea water under his feet, the devil led the evil dragon away.

Paul Verlaine fell into a coma and once again lost his freedom.

total darkness.

……

Russia has a six-hour time difference with Japan.

In the underground base, the Russians who habitually stayed up late chewed on their fingernails and stared at the computer screen.

On the table next to him were empty vodka and books that had been flipped through many times. Several machines were running non-stop, making a slight noise. The room was relatively clean, and someone was responsible for cleaning it.

This is the underground thieves group "Rats of the Dead House", and the leader is the young Fyodor D.

Fyodor D put down his thumb, which was pitted with teeth.

"Still no reply..."

"Isn't he in the headquarters of the Port Mafia?"

Fyodor D switched the dialog box on the computer screen to the sky of Yokohama.

"The fireworks have all stopped."

Then transfer the picture to the ground of Yokohama City.

"..."

"...What about people?"

In Yokohama City, there was no one on the road, it was as strange as an empty city, and something unusual happened on the sea in the distance.

Fyodor D felt as if he had missed something important.

However, is it important to communicate with the author?

No.

He continues to wait...

He believed in the security measures of the port mafia, the "night" people who built the city would not die easily.

——There is no such thing as a dead boss at the beginning, right?