Cursed Humanoid Scourge She has no AC count

"You are, Gojo Satoru."

Another person outside the script appeared here, and Feordo had a bad premonition in his heart.

Gojo Satoru, is Osamu Dazai's last confidence besides Nakahara Chuya?

"Yo, I didn't expect that I'm quite famous." Wujo Wu put his hands in his hands, stepped forward with his slender legs, and approached unhurriedly.

A strong sense of oppression swept over the sky, as if to drown people in this boundless deep sea of ​​mantra.

The sudden pressure made everyone present immobile, and Feordo quickly estimated Gojo Satoru's combat power in his mind.

Osamu Dazai stared at the strongest spell today, and saw the indifference and madness revealed by the other party after the superficial frivolity and loose camouflage faded away.

If Dazai Osamu's eyes are a terrifying abyss that cannot be seen to the bottom, then Gojo Satoru's eyes are the blue sky of the abyss after the sky continues to expand. He can only glimpse the blue surface, but it is impossible to know what lies beyond the blue sky. How profound.

The only unaffected black lacquer at the scene sighed humanely, and closed his eyes in this absolute sense of oppression, and the faint blue light covered the entire group of kittens.

[Reconstruction Magic - Form Reorganization]

The kitten with the solidified blood of Mori Ogai turned into a round black light, Gojo Satoru paused, and his blue "six eyes" stared at the small black light. , continue to derive and expand.

Bit by bit, tiny blue light spots emerged from the black light, giving birth to several magnificent nightmare butterflies, confusing everyone's sight.

It made Feordo's eyes hurt, and the very familiar figures of Dazai Osamu and Gojo Satoru slowly condensed in the black light.

The slender and thin arms embraced the bent knees, and the slightly curly warm golden hair spread out like wheat waves blown by the wind, and the snow-white skin was faintly visible between the gaps in the golden hair.

Gojo Satoru and Dazai Osamu changed their expressions at the same time, quickly took off their coats, and covered them in the center of the light.

Of course, while grabbing the black high school uniform coat and putting it on, Gojo Satoru did not forget to swing a spell at Feordo.

Fyord rolled sideways in embarrassment to avoid the powerful spell of Feordo; "?!"

What's the matter with him? !

Alice raised her head from her buried knees and opened her eyes. Before she could see the light, her eyes suddenly went dark.

Alice: "..."

After a second of bewilderment, Alice got something from the touch between her fingers, her pupils narrowed slightly, and a dark blue shattered light flickered, and a night kimono with a black background and butterfly pattern automatically condensed on her body.

The long blond hair that rose up like silk and satin slowly fell from mid-air, and her bare snow feet stepped on the ground that was blown clean by the strong wind. Alice tore off the two coats, one black and one white, that had come down from her head. The lavender eyes looked at the two people who were stunned, and they bent their eyes: "Long time no see, Dazai, Gojo... Enlightenment."

Osamu Dazai's crow-black eyelashes trembled slightly, his kite eyes reflected the girl's slender figure, and a smile rose from the corner of his lips: "I finally changed back, young lady~"

Although it is a grown-up version of the little lady.

After Alice's address fell, the gloom in the slightly stiff Wu Cang blue eyes dissipated, and the corners of his mouth also evoked a frivolous smile as always: "Ah, I finally remembered, what Alice sauce did to me Is the name so unfamiliar?"

Dazai Osamu's gaze deepened, and Alice was slightly stunned: "You guessed it."

Gojo Satoru didn't comment, looked up at the red dragon with a huge body horizontally, briefly covered the subject, and asked, "Does this big fellow above have any good countermeasures?"

Osamu Dazai subconsciously looked at Alice.

Alice sighed softly: "It's like what the one who has run away said. The only one who can fight the gods is the gods."

Osamu Dazai looked to the corner, sure enough, Feordo was no longer there.

He made a "tsk" sound and said, "Miss, do you want Zhongye to come?"

When it comes to gods, it is Nakahara Chuya who is half a god of desolation.

Alice denied, "No. I won't let Chuya brother die."

Osamu Dazai chuckled softly: "Miss really cares about that dwarf. It's a pity he can't hear it now."

Gojo Satoru made a "tsk", and before he could speak, he heard Alice's voice——

"For me, whether it is Lin Taro, brother Nakaya or you, they are my important relatives. I will not let you die, even if your ultimate wish is to embrace death."

She smiled calmly, not noticing that the arc of Dazai Osamu's mouth was 0.01 centimeter behind her words.

Just loved ones... ah...

Gee.

Although he wasn't cueed, Gojo Satoru, who somehow got better, raised his smile again, and said with a smile, "Do you need me to do anything?"

"Help me take care of Dazai."

Gojo Satoru froze his smile.

According to, take care of this wild man?

"Now there are only people with supernatural powers left in Yokohama. Ordinary people have been imprisoned in Long Yan's room to sleep. You can let go of your hands and feet and do a big job." Alice kindly patched up.

Gojo Satoru, who caught the point, shrank his pupils slightly, and his smile was mixed with a bit of coldness: "Oh? Ordinary people are fine, that's really great."

Osamu Dazai's eyes were gloomy and unpredictable, and his voice was extremely soft: "Miss, do you want to face it alone again?"

To leave him again like four and a half years ago?

"I know what you want to say." Alice looked directly into Dazai Osamu's dull iris eyes, "You once told me to learn to get used to death, but unfortunately, I haven't learned it until now. So , I want you to promise, this time, I will definitely not die."

Speaking of this, Alice changed the subject, and a mischievous smile flashed in her eyes, "Because, it's not me who is fighting that big guy up there this time."

As soon as the words fell, jet-black flames suddenly gushed out from behind Alice, and the black barrier spread apart Osamu Dazai beside him, making it impossible for even Gojo Satoru to get close.

The barrier formed a huge prismatic outline, imprisoning Alice. As the imprisoned person, Alice looked fearless.

"This is?"

Alice comforted the nervous two people: "It's okay, this is a signal. I'll leave the rest to you. Shibusawa Tatsuhiko, someone will take care of him."

The black flames were soaring, and the crystals that were still somewhat transparent instantly condensed into black as deep as ink. Alice could not be seen at all, and the soft voice was gradually blocked by the ink——

"Next, it's the battlefield of the gods!"

—— Digression——

About the hero:

Among the two highest stocks, Moli was actually very entangled in determining the cp, but after considering Alice's identity, Moli thought about it rationally again, Dazai is not suitable for the last c position.

Mo Li wanted to redeem this man who was as gentle as the dusk.But an existence that regards death as the ultimate salvation and has been drifting outside the world is not suitable for the position of cp. Salvation can be another way.

Alice's life is long and endless, and Osamu Dazai feels that living is a painful thing, even if there is light in his dark life, which can become the meaning of his life, but the experience of pursuing death in the past ten years made him The dark soul has long been riddled with holes, and only wants a peaceful haven to sleep.

If Dazai Osamu was really given eternal life again, Mo Li felt that he would go crazy.

Human life is precious because it is time-bound.

Probably because of the fundamental difference, Osamu Dazai is a human being, but Alice is not.

Therefore, the last C position is the five stocks winning.

But there will still be a Shura field, hey, the next chapter will continue to expand!