Manual activity manual

The Land of Ruins has always been silent.But only Yokohama knows how many pairs of eyes are watching here.

The huge white whale was forced to return to the sea, and the sky was no longer its stronghold.

Like a proud king, it doesn't mind the prying eyes of these bugs, and appears on its own territory openly.It is still in the jellyfish-like shape, loose like long hair and tentacles, flowing slowly in golden yellow and dark blue, full of indescribable beauty and enchanting magic.Perhaps in order to better ridicule the other party, it chose a more human-like appearance, with its slender eyelashes raised slightly, and its translucent lips sliding past the dazzling splendor from time to time.

"You came."

"After all, you are so anxious to take away the ownership of Yokohama." As if suddenly dumped in the air by an invisible pocket, Yokozaki Yukiya appeared in front of it leisurely in a brand new black coat.

"Look, does this dress look good? I specially got it from Mr. Nakaya."

"Idiot." Yokohama was not stingy with ridicule, "You know that human beings have some proper nouns to describe your state? Hint, it is also the name of a city."

stockholm.

"If you hadn't belittled me all the time, our problems wouldn't be so irreconcilable." Yukina Yokosaki became depressed visibly, and he brushed his long silver hair, as if to disperse the condensed water vapor, "After all, this It's your world, and you have the right to dispose of it."

"It was you who kept getting in my way."

"Because you want to turn the lovely Chuya, Ranpo, and Atsushi... into collectibles that are imprisoned by you, why don't you let me interfere?"

"Didn't you already do such a thing? Xing... Mi..." It grinned and formed a mocking smile with its sharp white teeth, "It's ridiculous, it's really ridiculous, what qualifications do you have to accuse me? I?"

"Do you dare to report the real name of the book branded as a human being?"

Under the gaze of countless gazes, the white-haired youth lowered his eyes.At that moment, an unparalleled murderous aura erupted from his body, and those purple-red pupils seemed to be about to drip thick blood tears like ink.

It was as if the heart was silently clenched.Even if it's just across the screen, it makes people feel sad and wants to help him wipe the water droplets from the corners of his eyes.

Fyodor let out a breath slowly, only to realize that the black tea in his hand had become cold.

"Yukiya...?"

"You're starting to be annoying."

"You finally stopped trying to talk nonsense." Yokohama raised his hand, letting the tentacles wrap around his wrist, and a water-colored gun condensed in its hand.

"Come on, let's fight. Use fighting to vent your grievances, use fighting to forget the atrocities that have been inflicted on you, use fighting to let mankind remember those rotten wounds," Yokohama smiled softly, "We are the Companion, isn't it?"

"I don't have a partner," Yokozaki Yukiya looked at him seriously, "I only have the same kind."

"—Yokohama. Give me back my brothers and sisters."

"If you have the guts, come and get it."

The giant whales gathered in groups and made a loud cry, which made people lose their minds and hurt their cochlea.The phantom of the high-rise building is hidden in the clouds and mist on the sea, so illusory and so real.

Dense guns and artillery are lined up behind it. This is Yokohama's home field, and everything here will be used by it!

Looking at the one-eyed Ferris wheel in the setting sun, Yokosaki Yukiya took a deep breath and opened his hands.

Iron towers and bell towers that would never appear here rise from the sky, which is an unimaginable strange sight.As the bells and the organ played, passers-by with blurred faces stopped one after another, young men in suits pinching the brim of their hats, girls in long skirts holding umbrellas, cheerful young men with fishing rods, and elegant women who took off their hats.They looked forward, looked down, and looked towards Yokohama. They obviously had no faces, but their eyes were full of sharpness like a blade.

The invisible coercion swept across the city, but Yokohama just sneered and turned everything into arrows and ammunition: "I see, I know that I can't beat me in my field, so I chose such a candidate."

"It's just foreigners!!"

The golden space suddenly opened in Nakahara Nakahara's suddenly constricted pupils. The familiar black-haired figure put his hands in his coat pockets and stood calmly behind Yokozaki Yukiya.The figure dressed like a magician smiled and put his shoulders on his shoulders, but he sideways avoided him, and the hand was cut off and he touched it forcibly.

The hideous doll seldom walked out of Annie's room, holding her cheeks shyly.The red-haired girl hugged him gently, and gently rubbed behind the familiar Louisa, so as to stay away from those perverted adults.

At the same time, the sea-like dark blue arrow was also divided into several parts by the stacked space, even though the castration remained sharp, it still hit the space wall in vain.

Gogol moved closer to the screen excitedly, and shouted loudly: "Feyya——Feyya, did you see it! It's me, it's me, right?"

He was like a kid who was on TV for the first time, and he twitched excitedly: "I didn't expect it, I really didn't expect it, ah, Fei Jia, I want to go to Yokohama right now, I must go, absolutely—"

"On the way there, you will miss everything that happened in the middle." Fyodor's voice was still so flat.

Gogol immediately collapsed like a deflated balloon: "Why is this..."

The battlefield can be said to be changing rapidly, and as Yokohama attacks more and more wildly, familiar or unfamiliar figures gradually show more specific figures.

Regardless of age, regardless of position, regardless of nationality, they all tried their best to display the abilities they possessed during their lifetime, so as not to let the water vapor in Yokohama get the slightest bit of that tiny figure.

That is the power that is dubbed the transcendent, the power that transcends the ordinary and mediocre.But Yukiya Yokosaki only needs to stand there, his will will become their will, and his eyes will become their direction.

The storm-like vortex gathered from the sky, turning into cloudy rain and lightning in a blink of an eye.The torrential rain covered the movements of the supernatural figures, and the space was layered on top of each other, even unfolding an island-like scene, but it could only withstand the sulfuric acid rain for a moment.Yukiya Yokosaki frowned slightly, opened the umbrella handed by the knight, and released a misty white mist.

"Even with their souls, you don't know how to command these people."

"It's better to say that you don't know them at all."

"If you don't show me something more interesting..."

"The next bolt of lightning will tear you apart."

Yokosaki Yukiya stared at the cloud-covered sky.Different kinds of languages ​​emerged from behind him, turning into short words and long sentences.There are novels, there are poems, and the long croons of graceful voices add footnotes to the names of abilities.

"...Okay. As you wish."

"Let you see clearly, Yokohama, why this is also my territory."

boom -

In the interlacing of black and white for a moment after the thunder struck, the sword-wielding Yaksha jumped up silently, slashing fiercely at Yokohama's tentacles.In a flash of neon-bright color, another figure emerges from her shadow, stabbing at defenseless Yokohama.

Their movements are faster than lightning, and their coordination is even more intimate.When they swung their swords at the same time, it was as if a human figure had grown four hands, which was almost impossible to care about.Even Yokohama could only back away, allowing the thick, muddy color to pour out, wrapping around the golden Yaksha and Yaksha Shirayuki who were powerless to retreat.

The gigantic tiger raised its head to the sky and howled, a black-red, ghost-like blood mist rose from its body, turning into a sharp blade to pierce the space, protecting the Yakshas behind it.It just stood there, and the huge waves and heavy rain from Yokohama were continuously melted away, and its snow-white fur and black markings could not be stained.When those golden red eyes looked at it, it seemed human but not human, it seemed compassionate but even more ruthless.

"Good dog, bad dog."

Hearty laughter came from all directions, and Yokohama obviously had some sort of happy feeling.Then, a huge naval gun rose from the sea, and under the electric light, it flashed a pale, unbearable light.

"But, is this the only trick?"

"If you don't let them out, I'm going to launch."

"Show me, on the spine of your book—"

"To shut up!"

"Dead souls of filth and destruction!"

The sound of cannons rang out, smashing all the space and human figures into pieces.That's not powerless to resist, but a precursor to giving up defense because of anger and pouring out all his strength to attack.

In the silence, white mist filled the air, enveloping the entire Yokohama.The magnificent palace stretches endlessly, revealing the stacked gems within.They are obviously just red lumpy gemstones, but piled up like a mountain of corpses and a sea of ​​blood, as if those are not inorganic dead things, but living lives.

In the very center of the hall, the blonde and orange-haired youths opened their eyes one by one.

The tall one had a weird smile on his face, and his slightly leaning movements showed that he was 12 points uninhibited, indifferent and affectionate.

The shorter one had a cold and serious face, and the dark red scarf fluttered in the air, then fell safely against gravity.

In front of them, the young boy who looked like a child was indifferent, but his eyes seemed to be dripping with gray rain, and there were layers of misty mist-like sadness.

"Ah," he suddenly complained, "It's been a long time since I got up to move my muscles and bones, and my body feels rusty."

"Other people can go to drink tea and play cards at any time, but they always lock me and my dear brother here. Xingya is really cruel."

"Shut up," his dear brother glared at him with displeasure, "you don't know how much you're in the way?"

But the toddler, as if he couldn't hear anything, opened his palms, then slowly closed them, looking at Yokohama erratically.His eyes were distant and lonely, and there was obviously no malice in them, but it made people feel chills down their spines, in vain.

"I hate you." Its voice was a strange combination of hoarseness and crispness, "I hate you, enemy."

"The unforgivable...enemy who spoke that name..."

He seemed to be about to cry, but there was no extra expression on his face.The tall and slender young man supported his shoulders, and lowered his head encouragingly: "Xingya."

"How to treat the enemy?" He seemed to be smiling, and others could only see the scarlet lips under the top hat.

"All incoming enemies..."

"Everything will be crushed!"

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The author has something to say:

hey.

Is the battle scene well written~ and I played a lot of stalks (satisfaction) for chapter [-], and finally made Xingya handsome, it's not easy.

When the outline was written, I was 16 years old and it hadn't been released yet, so there was a gap of [-] points between the character of Verlaine I imagined and the original work, but I can explain it.This Verlaine did not set foot on Yokohama under the blockade of the leader Zai's news. After the world collapsed, he was directly captured by Europe to generate electricity and study the restructuring of the Faun.His malice towards human beings is probably ten thousand times higher than the normal line, and his personality is more inclined to the unscrupulous "God".My dear brother met after his death, so he is very satisfied with his current life (.

Mr. Fei, who had no chance to play because Yukiya had no money, gave a step on it.

Thanks for watching!