Cursed Humanoid Scourge She has no AC count

In the innermost layer of the skeletal block, in the rooms piled up with countless gorgeous red crystal gems, it looks like a dragon's storage room, and the treasures of the entire city of Yokohama are piled up.

Countless house deeds, jewels, diamonds, and safes were scattered all over the place. The bright gems that were abandoned on the ground shone with their luster in the dark space, lighting up the space.

Shibusawa Ryuhiko was sitting on a chair, the orange-red flames illuminated Shibusawa Ryuhiko's pale and handsome face, and his half-long white hair hung listlessly behind him, exuding a decadent and dead breath.

"Not this... nor this..."

He took out one gem after another from the pocket at his feet, rubbed it on his hand for a while, and then threw it into the bonfire where the banknotes were used as dyes.

Really spend earth like gold.

When Alice took Osamu Dazai to break open the space connected by Shibusawa Ryuhiko's supernatural ability -- the different space [Ryuhiko Between], what she saw was Shibusawa Ryuhiko's scene of burning money and wasting money.

Osamu Dazai may not have felt it, but Alice, who had just stepped into this space, shrank her pupils invisibly.

Here... the smell of sweet food is everywhere!

Suppressing the restlessness in her heart, Alice put Osamu Dazai down and let him fall to the ground.

Osamu Dazai glanced at the stained-window building made of colorful gemstones, and said in a flat voice, "These gemstones are all real."

As he spoke, he swept across Alice beside him, and looked sideways at her: "Miss, would you be happy if I gave them all to you?"

"I can get it... I can't get it..."

Shibusawa Tatsuhiko's muttering to himself continued, and he didn't seem to come back to his senses just because someone broke into his supernatural power space.

Alice snorted softly, "The premise is that all these gems can be taken away."

Among the real natural gemstones, there are also mixed with Shibusawa Ryuhiko the soul crystallization of the superhuman beings killed by him with supernatural powers in this dragon head war.

These soul crystals can also be transformed into magic power and become a delicacy.

On this end, Shibusawa Tatsuhiko finally burned the gems in his pocket and threw them all into the bonfire.He propped his elbows against his thighs, clasped his fingers, and said boringly: "Really, even if all the prophecies come true, I won't be happy at all."

"Even if you set up an organization, can't you get what you want?"

He's talking about joining the Rats of the Dead House to get what he's after in the end.

Such arrogant self-talk made Alice squint her eyes, "Prophecy?"

As if finally sensing the arrival, Shibusawa Ryuhiko raised his empty dark red pupils, met the gazes of Alice and Dazai Osamu, lowered his hands and said, "Welcome, extremely boring guest."

"You're sure you won't get what I want anyway. Go to hell, just like them."

As he spoke, Shibusawa Tatsuhiko was covered with a layer of red light, and the faint red light illuminated the dead bodies behind his seat.

There are people belonging to the port Mafia, there are also people from the Supernatural Secret Service Division, and people from other forces.

"Your friends all committed suicide. Killed, really, boring people are boring when they die."

Shibusawa Tatsuhiko said to himself.

"Different space attribute? That's it, no wonder I can't feel it outside." Alice's gaze swept over the edge of the chair close to Shibusawa Tatsuhiko, the hand that was weak and slumped on the ground was stained with dirt.

The silver bracelet on the wrist of that hand flickered in the refraction of the fire, stinging Alice's eyes.

This is someone who has not been resurrected by her.

The surrounding different space has not dissipated, and Alice can't summon the magic imprint she left on the bracelet in other people's different space to revive the other party.

What's more, the resurrection now may not be a helper but a burden.

"However, in the prophecy you said, did you predict that the casualties of the port Maifa in the dragon head war this time will make you and the organization behind you come back a hundred times?"

After the words fell, the space distorted, and Alice suddenly disappeared beside Osamu Dazai.

Shibusawa Tatsuhiko's eyes widened slightly, and the sense of crisis coming from behind made him subconsciously stand up from his seat, sideways avoiding the fatal kick that hit his neck from behind.

The group of faint blue butterflies confused the sight, and in Osamu Dazai's field of vision, the whiteness only appeared for a moment before being covered by the magnificent wings of the nightmare butterfly.

Shibusawa Ryuhiko, who got up sharply to avoid it, looked at Alice who was about to fight him, and his voice was a little surprised: "Your supernatural ability is also of the space system? No, maybe there is also a spiritual system, but..."

As he spoke, he raised his hand covered with red light, and the red mist emerged from behind Alice silently, as if caught off guard, he opened his huge mouth, giving the seabirds floating leisurely on the sea a deep-sea prey. Or, wrap Alice in the red mist.

"Miss!" Osamu Dazai's pupils shrank slightly, and panic rose from the bottom of his heart, and the hands hanging on his sides couldn't help but move.

Even though he had just realized that Alice's power might not be supernatural powers, he still wasn't sure if Alice's power would be divided after being captured by Shibusawa Tatsuhiko's red mist.

Shibusawa Tatsuhiko stood where he was, looking indifferently at Osamu Dazai's worrying appearance, and the interest that had finally risen in his eyes returned to dead silence again: "It's useless. No matter how strong a person with supernatural power is, once his supernatural power Separated from itself, it is nothing but waste."

"is it?"

The thick red mist slowly dissipated, and the slightly curly long warm golden hair was blown up by the wind, and the nightmare butterfly fluttering around Alice sprinkled a faint phosphorescence from the butterfly wings, falling into the hair, as if wearing A glossy veil was put on.

"How is it possible...you are alright?!" Shibusawa Ryuhiko's casual expression disappeared, and Alice's appearance was clearly reflected in his dark red pupils, full of surprise.

"There are many things you didn't expect~"

Alice stretched out her hand from under the sleeve, and her slender five fingers were attached to the other hand. The white and tender palms met, and crisp applause sounded in this space.

"Snapped,"

This crisp sound brought Shibusawa Ryuhiko back to his senses from the astonishment, but in the next second, a huge drowsiness seemed to rise from his soul, and he fell asleep clamoring in his body.

It seems that after working day and night for a long time, the accumulated tiredness hits my heart at once, and I almost lose consciousness.

"Honestly speaking, physical melee combat is not my strong point. I hardly know how to spar. I prefer long-distance combat to rough melee combat." Alice looked at her head covered with blood dripping from the corner of her mouth, trying to Shibusawa Ryuhiko, who used pain to keep himself awake, had a genuine smile at the corner of her mouth that was suddenly mixed with a bit of coolness.

"Sleep, sleep in eternal darkness."

The so-called eternal darkness is brain death.

This isn't the first time Alice has left an enemy to die forever in a deep sleep, but it's the angriest.

Just like the allegory order of Port Mafia, those who invade Port Mafia will be returned a hundredfold!

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Alice: I am not given the title of master hypnotist for nothing~