Alice looked at Shibusawa Ryuhiko step by step towards death indifferently. Feeling the heavier body of Shibusawa Ryuhiko, her eyes slightly opened, but an unprecedented light burst out from her dead red eyes.

It seemed as if the dying person had finally found a life-saving straw and added all his hopes to this straw.

"You...you are special! You are the light I am looking for!" Shibusawa Ryuki raised his other hand, which was hanging beside him, and through the gap between the five fingers of his right hand, his hand covered Alice's ghost shadow, as if he could catch it like this. Although he was about to die, the light in his eyes was extremely dazzling.

Alice's eyes moved slightly, and some emotion flashed in her eyes.

That's doubt.

Dazai Osamu really disliked such eyes. It seemed that his beloved thing was being peeped at by others, which made his possessiveness and destruction become tempted.

Thinking of this, Dazai Osamu's fingers moved slightly, and the pistol hidden in his shirt slid into his hand.

"Click,"

The safety bolt is turned on, and as long as Dazai Osamu pulls the trigger, the bullet will be shot out.

The black muzzle was aimed at Shibusawa Ryuhiko, but Shibusawa Ryuhiko had never given all his attention to Dazai Osamu. From physical to mentality, it was all on Alice.

"It's you...it's you..."

He muttered almost obsessed with the fact that his fatal points had been exposed to Dazai Osamu's gun.

"So I've been looking for..."

"What you are pursuing is not in this world, so you should look for it in the dead world."

Dazai Osamu interrupted Shibusawa Ryuhiko's words to himself ruthlessly, and his slender and pale fingers pulled the trigger without hesitation.

With a sudden gunshot, Alice's curled eyelashes trembled. She watched as the eyebrows were opened with a hole in the middle of Shibusawa Ryuhiko's eyebrows, her pupils were shrinking, and her face maintained a pathological and obsessive expression, and she fell down.

Life reaction disappears...

Alice stood quietly, with the dark blue butterfly patterns on the night kimono getting brighter and brighter. Her fingertips that drooped under her sleeves curled up, and wet water marks dripping down her fingertips on the ground. Unfortunately, the ground was pitch black and she couldn't see anything clearly.

The air was filled with the smell of money and the strong smell of blood, mixed with the burnt smell of flame charcoal grilling, which stimulated the nasal cavity of the two present.

"It's over." Dazai Osamu looked away without a trace of temperature and looked at Alice, the temperature rose.

He walked towards Alice, his voice returning to his usual gloom: "It's all Mr. Sen's fault for being too cautious. If he had known, he would have asked the little lady to come forward earlier. Just one meeting would solve the problem. Isn't it, Miss?"

Alice didn't reply, blinked slowly, turned her head and looked at Dazai Osamu who was talking.

"But it seems that Mr. Sen can't blame him. After all, it was just a battle between various forces at the beginning. Who knew that such dirty mice would sneak in."

After all, he knew that Alice, as the last trump card of Port Mafia, could not appear easily. The spiritual superpowers are already very popular. If Alice is accidentally exposed to the role of resurrected superpowers, there is no need to think about it. Hong Kong Black will immediately become the top thorn in other forces' sideways, and may be targeted by relevant departments such as the Superpower Spy Department and the Hunter.

Mr. Sen really put all his caution on the little girl.

Dazai Osamu sighed in his heart, his voice returning to his usual irregularity: "Miss, you can remove the state of extraordinary ability."

He deliberately misinterpreted Alice's ability by mistake, waiting for Alice to become a child again, but Alice still stood quietly, without moving, and without answering Dazai Osamu's words.

"Little Miss?"

Dazai Osamu paused slightly and suddenly felt something was wrong.

The closer he got to Alice, the more bloody the smell of Dazai Osamu's nose became. He glanced at the corpse piled up behind Alice, and his lazy expression suddenly changed. His eyes sternly, he stepped forward in two steps, and suddenly grabbed Alice's wrist.

"Bang,"

Between the tentacles, it is warm and sticky. It is actually not particularly touching the hands, because there is a steady stream of warm fresh liquid dripping down the arms.

The smell of rust and iron filled the nose. It was obvious that it was often wandering on the edge of life and death and doing business for the port Mafia, and blood had become commonplace. But this time, Dazai Osamu's pupils shrank violently, and a real panic appeared on his face.

"Miss, are you injured?!" He hurriedly let go of Alice's hand and stretched towards Alice's shoulder, trying to see where Alice was injured.

The body felt shaking, and the sudden increase in force on her shoulder made Alice finally react.

"Don't touch me."

He deliberately let it lightly, as if he was suppressing something, and he spoke from Alice.

Dazai Osamu paused, and his mind suddenly flashed through his state after Alice used the resurrection ability for the first time.

Could it be...

He suddenly realized that he let go of Alice's shoulders like a hot hand, trying to touch other parts of Alice, but he didn't know where to start. At this time, he was as helpless as a child.

He didn't know where Alice was injured and bleeding, but because of Alice's mouth, he knew that Alice could not be touched now.

"Does your body hurt now?" Dazai Osamu asked helplessly. Alice closed her eyes. The sequelae that had been blocked by her magic before flocked to her, destroying her weak and fragile body.

She was not injured anywhere, but because she could not bear the price of resurrection, her body began to collapse from the inside.

What collapsed first was the cardiovascular vessels in the body, but in fact the five senses that were gradually peeled off.

Pain, hearing, vision, taste, and finally touch, when the final feeling is lost, it is the return to death.

All theorems of power in the world are balanced, and there are gains and losses.

Ignoring the time of death of the dead, forcibly reincarnate the soul that has not yet been reincarnated. Although the price is still double the pain and magic, it is fatal to this fragile human body.

This body has been nurtured by Mori Ou since he was a child, and has never learned any physical skills or deliberately strengthened the physical fitness.

It's like letting a young lady with her ten fingers not touching the spring water go to work in the fields.

"Bastard Dazai--!"

The familiar voice broke through the air, from far to near.

In the past, Dazai Osamu would retort a few words in despair, but now Dazai Osamu has no thoughts at all.

"Bang!"

The concave pit appeared not far from the two of them, with a layer of red light attached to them. Nakabara, who was holding hands, also walked in with a gloomy face. Just as he was about to scold Dazai Osamu and Alice for being too impulsive, he came over to face the enemy alone before he could feel the atmosphere was wrong.

"Alice?" Nakabara also pulled his hand out of his pocket and walked quickly into Alice, who looked very incorrect.

"Don't touch her!"

Dazai Osamu shouted in a low voice.

——Off topic—

Suddenly I was a little reluctant to leave. Hey, I will put 5t5 tomorrow, and the gossip holds it!
Chapter completed!