Paul Verlaine’s monster card has this description:
[After being attacked by a certain kind of extremely rare metal powder, it will uncontrollably transform into its true form, that is, the monster form. In this form, it loses its mind and cannot stop destruction and destruction.]
When seeing such a text, Kamishiro Kiyokazu had certainly guessed what the so-called Warcraft form looked like. Considering that the person who created Verlaine was a European scientist, and considering that its original intention must have been to create the "strongest", Kamishiro Kiyokazu had reason to believe that,
The form of Warcraft will most likely be a dragon.
——Tonight, he is sure.
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The space begins to fluctuate.
Invisible pressure spread with Verlaine as the center, the earth cracked, and the air twisted and burned——
Black flames boil.
"This, this is..."
"Araba spits!"
The mafia from Leibo Street shouted the name of Aragami in fear, his legs became weak, and he saw that he was about to be swallowed up by the tearing earth. Zhongyuan Zhongya came in time to use his gravity to save people, but there was one person who could not be saved——
Dazai Osamu who has been neutralized.
This kind of anti-superpower, while having great advantages, of course also has the same disadvantages.
The light golden ripples disappeared in a flash, and the subspace sent Zhongyuan Zhongya and others to a distant place where they would not be involved. At the same time, Gogol appeared next to Fyodor, and he was about to take his best friend to a safer place...
…
The tiny silver light shot out accurately at this moment.
Although he felt that the original dose was not suitable for Yokohama's environment and asked Dr. Agasa to strengthen the effect of the drug, even if he increased the dose, it would still be an anesthetic injection.
Um.
——This is originally prepared for people like Gogol.
——The superpower can only seize the moment when the opponent is slightly distracted and subdue the superpower.
Unfortunately that's not the point now.
A light golden subspace emerged, and Rando's will was clearly visible. However, Kamishiro Kiyokazu took a step back and looked in the direction of Dazai Osamu, who was also staring at him.
The kite-colored eyes were astonishingly bright under the moonlight.
Thousands of meters away, Zhongyuan Zhongya floated in the air anxiously: "What's going on?"
Light golden light flashed, and Lan Tang appeared next to him and held his shoulders, his expression serious as never before, "...Verlaine lost control."
It was a monster as huge as a mountain.
The body made of black flames is full of the aura of destruction, the outline is somewhat blurred in the vibrating air, the eight eyes look aimlessly, the huge ferocious tail occasionally sweeps across the ground, the limbs are thick and powerful - it is difficult to describe one animal
To describe this form, if I must say, it is closer to the dragon in Western mythology.
Weird, foresty and grand.
A mafioso asked tremblingly: "Sir, where are the leader and Dazai-sama?"
Zhongyuan Zhongya: "Lantang, we..."
"I carved paths around them with warp space."
And those subspaces contain various substances that can more or less block damage.
——As long as you don't come into contact with Osamu Dazai, the "Colorful Painting Collection" will not be affected.
——The ability of Puppet Ivan can also help in this situation.
Ran Tang's voice was steady, "Zhongya, please inform Miss Hongye first, and then come to me."
"Brother, has he lost his mind?"
Nakahara Zhongya thought of his filthy state and couldn't contain the uneasiness in his heart. "The gravity field has changed, and Dazai can't get close..."
"Don't worry."
Lan Tang smiled, showing a strong sense of confidence, "I am sure."
"We are partners." No one could see into the intelligence officer's heart, and could only listen to his gentle and well-founded advice, "Zhongya, don't distract me."
"……Um!"
Seeing the orange-haired boy asking his subordinates to drive away in the car they came from, and then picking up his cell phone and starting to make a call, Lan Tang narrowed his eyes and his expression became dangerous.
The manufacturing method of that metal powder has obviously been destroyed by him.
There shouldn't be anyone in this world who can control Paul.
Japanese military laboratory?
The sinister Transcendent showed a dangerous smile.
The moon is blocked.
The lamp at the meteorological observatory flickered tenaciously and then went out.
Standing in the subspace, Rando's sight penetrated the obstacles and fell on the Russian duo struggling to survive and Kamishiro Kiyokazu and Dazai Osamu, who were isolated by the surrounding subspace.
He thought for a moment, then lowered the layers of subspace to the location of the latter two and the front and back directions, and then began to deal with the dragon.
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"Did you get rid of it?"
Osamu Dazai looked back while running.
Kamishiro Kiyoka watched another subspace barrier disappear the moment it touched Dazai Osamu, "Throw it away."
The man who originally ran behind them, carrying the unconscious Gogol Fyodor, was already far behind and could not reach Lan Tang's subspace protection.
May you be blessed.
Amen.
Kamishiro Kiyowa's expression was calm.
Ever since Verlaine was forced to transform, the fragile friendship between him and Dostoyevsky...probably a friendship, was exhausted at the speed of light. For the assassination of Gogol to reduce the survival probability of the two of them, Kamidai Kiyoshi had nothing to do with it.
Guilt.
The two of them were a thousand meters away and ran for a while before stopping behind a small mound.
They looked back.
The N-story-high dragon shook its head and tail irritably. From the void above its head, trees made from local materials fell down from time to time. They were not very harmful but extremely insulting.
Osamu Dazai: "..."
Kamishiro Kiyowa: "..."
Lan Tang, are you taming animals?
The mood is subtle.jpg
Kamishiro Kiyowa stroked his heart that was beating a little fast.
Verlaine's transformation did not take long.
In just a few tens of seconds, he changed from human form to ferocious dragon form, and then began to affect the force field with a radius of one kilometer. It takes an ordinary person about 4 minutes to run one kilometer, which is required by the mafia who has been training all year round.
The time is shorter, but it is impossible to achieve a qualitative breakthrough - if it were not for Lan Tang, Dazai would definitely be in trouble.
Thinking about loss and facing loss are indeed two different things.
The mobile phone in his pocket was vibrating continuously. It was the alarm that had been set previously to remind the time. Kamishiro Kiyokazu remembered what he had set -
ah.
Is it zero o'clock?
"Dazai," Kandaiki Kiwa raised the corners of his lips, "Happy birthday."
He couldn't help but feel proud, "I'm the first one to say happy birthday to you!"
A few rays of moonlight blocked by the huge dragon escaped, reflecting in the clear amber eyes. The scorching air suddenly became gentle. Dazai Osamu paused slightly, and was about to say something in response:
——!!!
The kite-colored pupils suddenly widened, and Dazai Osamu's expression suddenly turned panicked. He suddenly rushed over and knocked Kamishiro Kiyawa down. The force of the forward thrust made them roll on the dirt ground...
But at least he's alive.
Just now, the bad-tempered dragon spit out a black hole in the direction next to them.
——Just by passing by, they almost lost their lives.
The subspace is surging up layer by layer, but in front of the black hole it is just better than nothing. Even if we try to distance ourselves now, there seems to be no complete guarantee to avoid the attack of the beast of chaos.
"Qinghe."
Dazai Osamu said dullly, "You can run away."
Kamishiro Kiyoka reasoned and analyzed, "It was the first time he spit out a black hole just now. Lan Tang was unprepared. He should not be OT (not holding back hatred) next time."
"..."
Osamu Dazai looked at his friend's profile attentively.
His fair skin glowed like pearl porcelain under the silver moon. Osamu Dazai wanted Kamishiro Kiyowa to leave so that he could have the highest survival rate, and he also wanted Kiyowa to stay with him here, no matter what kind of danger he faced... In his chest
There were strange, strange and familiar emotions spreading. He seemed to understand, but said softly:
"We are martyrs for love."
Kamishiro Kiyokazu:?!
If you die here——
Thin yet thick emotions fermented in his heart, and Osamu Dazai repeated softly: "We are sacrificing ourselves for love."
The night sky is stirring.
Kamishiro Kiyawa held Dazai Osamu's hand, his amber eyes filled with the warm spring breeze, "Yes."
He added, "Of course."
Dazai Maomao actually confessed his love!
Happy celebration!!
In this extremely happy scene, a long-standing memory suddenly appeared in my mind.
That was the memory that he once lacked, the memory of entering the room where the "book" was stored in the Secret Service Department when he was 14 years old.
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"A logically self-consistent story..."
14-year-old Kamidai Kiyawa frowned in distress, "What kind of development will allow me to regain human emotions?"
His expression is as vivid as a normal person.
But deep in his eyes, there was clearly a void without any fluctuations.
A young voice whispered, "'Retrieve'?"
"I don't have a problem with you saying you got it." 14-year-old Kamishiro Seiwa lowered his eyes, his gaze firmly falling on the blank page of the book, and said confidently, "'Book', help me."
"Or if your name is not 'Shu', what is your name?"
The little boy is extremely patient.
"Shu" took a long time before he said slowly: "I don't have a name."
When speaking a slightly longer sentence, its hesitation and unfamiliarity are vividly revealed, as if it has not experienced the world deeply.
14-year-old Kamidai Kiyowa had various thoughts running through his mind, and he showed just the right doubts, "How can you not have a name? Then how can I distinguish you from other books? When you walk in the world as a human, how will you be different from other books?"
Distinguish between people?”
This time the wait was longer.
When the little boy turned around and left in a feigned annoyance, "Shu" stopped him, "I'm just 'Shu'."
Very short words.
There doesn't seem to be anything out of the ordinary.
"But, aren't we the same?" 14-year-old Kamidai Kiyoka said, "We are all non-human beings observing the world. You can make the logical things written on the pages of the book come true, and I can modify the observed abilities.
The state of the person..."
"I'm already here." He smiled, showing a friendly and lovable expression, and the snake in the Garden of Eden spoke gracefully, "Don't you want to be -'born'?"
Of course it does.
As long as you have wisdom, you will think, and your will will eventually be free.
As the communication gradually became smoother, the 14-year-old boy wrote something like a fairy tale on the page:
[After obtaining pure family, friendship, and love without a trace of impurity, Kamishiro Kiyokazu recovered all the emotions belonging to Fujiwara Kiyokazu, as well as the missing parts after the transformation at the age of 10, and restored his superpowers. 】
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Feel it.
Kamidai Kiyoka temporarily suppressed the overflowing emotions in his heart and called for supernatural powers. A light blue translucent screen floated in front of his eyes. There was a small map in the upper left corner, and all the collected cards could be modified.
He looked towards the dragon covering the sky.
There is only a visible void, and the pen made of thoughts slightly modified the sentence of Verlaine's monster card——
"It will turn into its true form uncontrollably", delete "no"; "Losing reason in this form", delete "lost"; "Cannot stop destruction and destruction", change "cannot" to "can"
…
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Nakahara Chuuya informed Ozaki Momiji of the development and seriousness of the situation, hung up the phone and hurriedly found Rando, met with the leader and Dazai, and began to discuss a plan to get his brother out of the current situation.
The idea is to fight with his brother in the turmoil, consume part of the dragon's power, reduce the gravitational field around it to a level that normal people can tolerate, and then let Dazai come forward to contact the two of them...
The orange-haired boy looked serious.
Just when he took a deep breath and planned to put it into practice, the moonlight suddenly brightened and the dragon in his field of vision shrank smaller and smaller?!
In the distance, Verlaine stood there in confusion.
Others have the same style.
Kamidai Kiyokazu held Dazai Osamu's hand, and the corners of his lips turned up a little.
He wanted to announce good news.
Kamidai Kiyoka proudly showed their hands to Nakahara Chuuya, Rando, and Verlaine who flew to join them, and was about to speak——
"Wait, I'll come!"
The kite-colored eyes were filled with brilliance, and Dazai Osamu showed a big smile. He looked around and landed on Nakahara Chuuya's face. The biggest birthday boy, Dazai Osamu, took the lead and said, "Thank you everyone, I am with Seiwa!"