I, Zhongli, Wander the World - Chapter 92

Dazai Osamu touched the prison gate.

At this moment, all the people inside the corpse, whether it was the hounds who had been fighting for a long time, or Verlaine who had just come to confront Blessed Yingchi, all turned their attention to the little square box-like curse tool. superior.

[Disqualification in the Human World] You can unconditionally negate supernatural abilities or spells through contact, and the seal of a curse tool is naturally not a problem. This is why Dazai Osamu had to contact the prison gate even if he tried his life.

Even just a few tenths of a second touch before the consciousness dissipates is enough to make his supernatural ability work.

And as long as the prison gates are unblocked and the gods who cast their internal seals… [Grand Order] where is it now, and whether it is obtained by Blessed Yingchi, it is no longer an urgent matter.

Blessed Yingchi was also aware of this, so he did not evacuate immediately after obtaining the [Great Order] in Gogol over there, but still intercepted it here.

He needs to make sure that his last obstacles are buried here, and that the gods who hinder them will never see the world again.

Under everyone’s attention, the prison gate that was held by Osamu Dazai suddenly opened his eyes.

The dice-like eyes opened one after another on the square box, and the eyeballs were still turning disgustingly, and the strange crack road spread around the fingers that Tazaizhi touched, and finally seemed to be unable to hold on any longer, self-cracked. exploded instantly.

A golden light burst from the cracked seal, and the ever-vigilant Blessed Yingchi instantly drew his knife and retreated. Verlaine did not continue to hold his knife, but also took a few steps back, staring at the crack with a slight frown. Open spell.

Among the people in the corpse, except for Osamu Dazai who stared at the golden light, only Zhongyuan Zhong couldn’t help but take a step forward.

A human figure fell out of the light, and was picked up by Osamu Dazai, who had been waiting.

“Zhongli… Mr….?”

no respond.

The person in his arms is still the familiar appearance over the years, but it has lost the immobile mountain-like majesty in his memory. The black-haired deity leaned on the black-haired youth’s arms weakly, his limbs drooping naturally, those eyes that used to watch him peacefully in the past were tightly closed, and even the red at the corners of the eyes seemed to be unprecedentedly dim.

——It was like a hollow body without a soul.

“……gentlemen?”

He had already rushed to the nearby Central Plains and reached out to Zhong Li’s nose in disbelief, but he could only feel the despairing silence. Jade-like cold.

When he was young, he would always fall asleep in the reassuring arms of his husband, so Zhongyuan Zhong also knew very well that even as a god, Zhongli had the life characteristics of a normal human being, and a warm breath would always With the ups and downs of his chest lightly sprinkled on the top of his hair, the warm embrace with a touch of agarwood can always make the boy who had a very poor sleep quality at that time fall asleep peacefully.

Zhongyuan Zhong also widened his eyes, only to feel that everything was moving away from him, his ears could not hear any sound, his throat seemed to be blocked with cotton, and it was difficult to breathe, and his lead-filled hands were mechanically controlled by his brain. , tried again and again to confirm that the body still had the life characteristics in his memory.

In vain, in vain, in vain.

His hand was pinched.

Holding the body in his arms with one hand and the hand of Nakahara Nakaya with the other hand, Osamu Dazai, who was unable to move, simply slammed into Nakahara Nakaya’s forehead, and in the subconscious scream of the ochre-haired youth, said softly: “Sober up. Is it a bit? Zhongye?”

“Use your slug-like brain to think about it before you wake up. Will Mr. Zhong Li die because of a mere seal?”

“…you’re a **** slug, **** Osamu Dazai.”

Although he and Osamu Dazai often damage each other, they have never been within the scope of not being too much. There have never been personal attacks like “slugs” and “blue and white fish” like the original timeline, and Zhongyuan Zhong also subconsciously scolded back. Going back, the chaotic brain also sobered up with the scolding.

That’s right, the prison gate is just a seal-type curse tool, and the preconditions for the seal are still so complicated. It was reluctant to be able to seal a **** whose personality far surpassed it before, how could it be possible to drain the vitality of a **** at the same time?

Seeing that the ochre-haired young man who was concerned and messed up finally fully reacted, Dazai Osamu let go of Chuya Nakahara’s hand, and then helped the body in his arms to straighten the somewhat scattered sideburns due to the airflow.

“There are many possibilities.” He said, and looked away at Blessed Yingzhi, whose face was completely stiff, “Captain, guess what, is the real situation the one you least want to see?”

And in an unremarkable office building, Fyodor, who was remotely controlling everything, had already stood up.

He stared at the information on the screen, and then looked at the wet ink stains on the “book”.

The step-by-step plan on the page was written by him, and he knew every detail in the plan, and every turning point was arranged in a predetermined position. Get back on track.

However, these supposedly well-known plans were so unfamiliar to him at this time.

One variable after another flashed through my mind.

Adam shouldn’t have appeared, and the Lady Agatha of the power group in the UK would not have participated in it, let alone the subordinate police agency.

Rimbaud and Verlaine should not have appeared, they and the port mafia had already been stumped by the investigative team from France.

The only thing that was put on the gods was the seal, and the gods were supposed to survive.

If it’s just one or two things…

“From the very beginning, the gods have been on his throne.” The Russian youth who believed in gods and blasphemed them murmured.

His chess game was completely seen by the **** from the beginning.

The silk thread of the Shanda puppet show was in his hands, and his fingers flexibly controlled the entire stage, but he couldn’t see the silk thread tied to his body at all, and he was performing another performance with few audiences.

The people in the play focus on the script in their hands, while turning a blind eye to their own drama.

“Failed… failed?”

The pale Russian youth bit his nails lightly, unaware that the bite was bleeding. The headset hanging on the ear was connected at this moment, and the voice belonging to Gogol came from it.

“Doss?”

As early as the first time he realized that something was wrong, Fyodor began to try to connect with Gogol, who was constantly traveling through space, and now he was finally actively connected by there.

Fyodor said softly: “The arrangement according to the memory of Mr. Xisuo can be activated.”

Gogol on the opposite side was silent for a while, “…Is this the boss’s order?”

“No, this is my personal judgment.” Fyodor smiled lowly, even his voice brought a smile, “Don’t you want to let this world full of sin shackles be liberated, Nikolai?”

If the matter is completely exposed and there is no room for recovery, their boss will only surrender immediately. Even if he is imprisoned in Meursault Prison, he will not move the “bombs” that were ambush in the most distorted place of the cursed spirit. These, as capital, are always ready for a comeback.

However, Fyodor himself agrees that this plan has its own purpose, not to mention Gogol who yearns for freedom.

The opposite Gogol laughed and hung up the communication.

“From the very beginning, the purposes of [Five Decays of Heaven and Man] have been different.” Fyodor stood up straight, looked at the lights of thousands of homes in the city, and whispered to himself, “Blessed Yingchi hopes for absolute Peace, Nikolai Gogol seeks absolute freedom, Bram just wants a quiet sleep, and for me…”

“Crossing over the obstacles of gods, grasping the authority of judgment, and bringing down the ‘punishment’ derived from bitter fruit for this sinful world.”

“May the world cleansed of sins usher in a pure white new life.”

Spell-related organizations around the world have observed anomalous phenomena.

The cursed spirits, which had tended to grow steadily and regularly, suddenly evolved like crazy. A large number of cursed spirits broke out centered on the areas with the most intense curses. The reports of being attacked by cursed spirits and even the tide of cursed spirits rose sharply around the world. It has reached the point where it cannot be contained.

Gojo Satoru, who had just finished beating the cursed king, was urgently recalled by the spell class before he could continue to go to the skeleton for support, and he was assigned the most serious center point on the premise of allowing him to use the maximum power unlimited spell. At this moment, Xia Youjie’s spell spirits are almost more useful than a Wutiao Wu. They are carried by the fastest spell spirits to various places, and the losses must be minimized.

All idle spellcasters, whether or not they were equipped, were dispatched urgently, and even the spellcasters who had nothing to do with themselves had to pick up their weapons and aim at the spells because of the indiscriminate attacks of the spells. Not to mention the power users who are hidden in the people, all those who can see the magic spirit are on the front line.

The young man with glasses held the account in his hand, and his fingers holding the inner pages were ready to go.

The blond boy picked up his farming **** and guarded the farmland with a sunny smile that comforted his family.

The black-haired man who found his family took out the curse tool from the mouth of the curse spirit, next to his son who made a starter.

The pink-haired child held the hospital IV pole in his hand and blocked it in front of his grandfather’s ward.

A mess.

Fitzgerald tapped the computer in his hand, and finally let out a breath after pressing enter.

“Mr. Zhongli, the email has been sent to the interfaces of various countries, and all the evidence that can be collected in this incident is included.” The expression on the face of the blond, blue-eyed American man was unprecedentedly serious, “As you said, At the last moment, it really became a mess, and the people in the group have gathered all the monitoring addresses to the Beluga host, what are you going to do?”

He knew Zhongli and knew that the gods attached great importance to the [contract], so he accompanied the other party in this dangerous chess game that affected the world.

Beluga’s hatch opened at Zhongli’s gesture.

The little **** with the appearance of a teenager walked to the cabin door along the gust of wind, and he stared at the scenery below with his golden eyes, regardless of the hem of his clothes that was blown away. Layers of clouds are stacked under the white whale, but his sight seems to be unobstructed, and his focused look is like seeing the chaos that is rising below through the clouds.

“The demons here are rising together. Although I have no intention of chasing the deer, I know the suffering of the common people.”

He opened his mouth softly, and his voice was scattered in the thousand winds.

Then he jumped into the wind.