The self-cultivation of the passer-by hero

"Sure enough, fairy tales are all lies."

Taking Gangnir in his arms and completing a cool 720-degree rotation in the air, Takeru also understood one truth, that is, never believe in the so-called protagonist's routine.

Fortunately, Takeya actually summoned Gungnir, Remilia's weapon in Gensokyo, from the outside world. After this incident was over, he decided to have a good discussion with Yakumo Murasaki. .

But before that, unfortunately, even though he had a sharp gun in hand, he still couldn't do anything to this resentful spirit.

"Give it to me!"

With a familiar throwing posture, Gangnir turned into a dazzling stream of light, which hit the Wraith's eye.

But an astonishing scene appeared. Just like when Takeya attacked with a stone before, Gangnir did penetrate the wraith, but was unable to cause any damage to it.

"Why!"

The red spear completed its mission and returned to Takeya's hands after turning at high speed in the air, and at the same time helped him block the attack of the resentful spirit.

Different from Wu Ye's powerful attack, the action of the resentful spirit is extremely simple, which is to condense part of Miao Miao's body into a solid body, and then smash it towards him.

"Well!"

Takeru, who was unable to dodge, barely blocked it with Gangnir, which made his arm numb. He had to say that he was a very common person. If this force had hit an ordinary person, he would have been admitted to the hospital by now.

"██——!"

The resentful spirit made a sound that could not be described in the language that Wuya knew. He could only rely on his own hearing to recognize that it was a feeling similar to a roar.

Although the resentful spirit is born to be a creature that only relies on resentment as its power of movement and food to survive, why? Wu Ye was shocked to find that this resentful spirit seemed to be specifically targeting him.

Because he had never seen other resentful spirits, he was not sure whether every resentful spirit would stare so wide, and whether every resentful spirit would show such deep hatred.

"██——!"

There is no mouth-like organ on the body of the resentful spirit. Although it is somewhat unlikely, this strange roar seems to come from the pair of blood-red eyes.

"██——!"

The resentful spirit repeated a single syllable, its unfixed form twisted crazily, and made all kinds of incredible movements, making the pair of already seeping blood pupils even more terrifying.

Like a mad hound, the spirit's emotions seemed to be getting more and more out of control. While it was chasing Takeya, it kept destroying everything it saw along the way.

Grass, street lamps, benches, it seems to destroy everything in sight.

The movement behind him made Wu Ye frown, but he did not slow down at all. He wanted to stop this mad dog-like monster right away, but unfortunately he couldn't.

The only thing he can do is to minimize the scope of dealing with the opponent under controllable circumstances to avoid more bad situations.

Although it was already dark now, there were still many pedestrians on the road. Although he had led the resentful spirit away from the crowd, there was no guarantee that no accident would happen.

If someone suddenly runs out at this time, there will really be no fun.

"Tsk!"

While doing all kinds of useless common sense with Gangnir in his hand, Takeya fell into a state of impatience.

Although he summoned Gangnir in the previous battles and it didn't turn the tide of the battle, it still had some effect. Why couldn't it work this time?

Takeru really couldn't figure out why Gangnir, the once invincible spear that could stab even gods to the core, was defeated by a mere vengeful spirit.

Could it be because I didn’t top up the money? Ok, thinking about it again.

Takeru swung his gun and split the body of the resentful spirit into two parts from the middle, but soon the body of the resentful spirit merged together as unscathed as sand.

He didn't know how many times he tried, but he failed again.

Fortunately, the more times you are disappointed, the more you get used to it.

"██——!"

The eyes of the resentful spirit revealed deep hatred. It repeated the same roar and the same actions. The target never changed, which was Wu Ye in front of it.

Once again, he met the big blood-red eyes of the resentful spirit, and Wu Ye's frown never let go from just now.

Perhaps it was because you and I had been fighting for a while without making any progress. Under the anxiety and boredom in his heart, Wu Ye actually began to have new feelings about the meaningless roar of the resentful spirit.

There is a trace of resentment, a trace of grief and anger, and there seems to be a trace of unwillingness and curse. It is hard to imagine that the "empty shell" of a soul that is not much stronger than a ghost can actually show such rich emotions.

Of course, these are Wu Ye's guesses, after all, whether the Wraith Spirit has "emotions" is still open to question.

As for hatred, hatred is a ray of belief left by the resentful spirit during its lifetime. It is no longer a kind of "emotion", but has become a necessity for the resentful spirit's existence, equivalent to human flesh and blood.

No, it seems that I have thought too much. The main task now should be to find a way to eliminate it.

Putting all the extra thoughts behind for the time being, Takeru no longer had the luxury of time to think about other things due to the physical and mental strain.

"We have to think of a solution quickly."

That being said, what else can Wu Ye do in a desperate situation? The resentful spirit behind him is about to catch up with him. From just now, its power seems to be getting stronger and stronger.

It's not that it has become stronger, but that I have become weaker!

The mental oppression and ever-increasing physical burden of the long-term battle to no avail are almost squeezing Wu Ya to the limit. If he can't think of a way anymore, I'm afraid he will be consumed to death!

"Don't care!"

Takeya is not an experienced man who has fought many battles. His youthfulness and energy are the reflection of his character.

Stopping his escape, Takeya turned around and rushed towards the wraith with a wave of Gungnir. He didn't care if he was of any use, just hit him first!

"well"

I don't know if it was Takeya's misunderstanding, but he always felt that when he turned around, a sigh seemed to come from somewhere.

But he soon realized that it was not an illusion, because——

"What the hell?!"

Under Wu Ye's vision, which had been strengthened countless times, two silver streams of light flew from the distant night. One of them directly smashed the resentful spirit that he had been unable to do anything about for a long time into debris in the wind, while the other It fell on his head impartially.

Duang~

The silver stream of light hit his head directly, and Wuye's consciousness quickly faded away like a tide. Before his vision completely fell into the darkness of the deep sea, he saw the true face of the stream of light:

"Beer, can.?"

Wu Ye slowly closed his eyes in disbelief and confusion.