The self-cultivation of the passer-by hero

Calm down.

When all the flames of manic greed dissipated, Wu Ye was finally able to escape from the pain of his body being burned by sin, but what awaited him was another spiritual torment.

Unable to stay even for a second, Takeru immediately rushed towards the devastated ground, frantically looking for the direction to Yuko.

The flame of despair is like a grassland or a forest. The fear that covers the entire earth deeply hurts Wu Ye's last reason.

The broken body of Xixingyou stood quietly in front of Wu Ye, accompanied by countless gem-like static blue flames, pushing aside the layers of despair, hidden in the final depth was the girl's vanished flame of life .

Standing in front of the dead girl was a silent monster.

Yakumo Zi stopped in place dumbfounded, the scarlet on her fingertips slipped drop by drop, she never thought that she would watch the death of her friend in this way, even in the most absurd dream.

Because she is very powerful, because she is a sage of youkai, because even if the war cannot be stopped, she can abandon everything without hesitation, as long as it is for Yuko.

However, the cold reality is the most ruthless ridicule, which ruthlessly destroyed everything of Yakumo Purple.

For Yakumo Zi, the existence of the world is for Yuko to have a place to laugh. If Yuko no longer exists, then what is the meaning of this world?

Step by step, Yakumo Zi came to Yuko's body slowly, gently covered the ashes on Yuko's body that had been burned by the flames with petals, smoothed her collar, embraced her in her arms, and quietly Feel the body that has lost its temperature.

Wu also stood beside her, and waved away the withered branches of the Westward Demon that remained around him. Wearing a mask, he exuded an ominous aura.

Looking at Yakumo Zi, Wu Ye let out a strange laugh suddenly, as if he wanted to strangle all the laments in his throat with chains to prevent them from coming out, it was dull and gloomy.

"Actually, I have always had a doubt about what the so-called truth and falsehood are based on."

Taking care of himself, Wu Ye began to say: "No matter what era it is, I have not found the existence of the Dragon God. Now it seems that it is not because he is too mysterious, but because I misunderstood."

Glancing at the Dragon God battle robe on his body, Wu Ye slowly took it off, folded it neatly and placed it beside Yuko, then took off his own mask and put it on top of the battle robe.

Looking down at his body that was gradually becoming buoyant and disappearing into the light little by little, Takeya could no longer suppress his laughter.

When history returns to its original trajectory, unnecessary existence will be eliminated from this era——

This point has been proved in the era of Kaguya Hime who went with Meihong two hundred years ago. He once prevented Meihong from trying to reverse Xiaomeihong's stupid move, so history has not changed.

And after that, Wu Ye and Meihong "disappeared" from that era, as if they had never appeared before. No, this may not be right, it should be said that when they returned to that era, they had already become part of "history".

Nothing has been changed, whether it's the little sister Hong or not waiting, even Kaguya and Eirin have embarked on the original trajectory.

Everything they did seemed to be just to make history move forward on its original trajectory, just like it is now.

He tried to change Yuko's future, and tried to change the root cause of all tragedies in Gensokyo, but the answer the world gave him was this -

Looking down at the gradually transparent body. Unbelievably, Wu Ye didn't have any resentment or resentment about it. On the contrary, he now felt suddenly enlightened.

It was as if a stone that was weighing heavily on his heart had been lifted away, and the oppressive air suddenly became fresher. Even his fist, which should have been weak, seemed to have infinite power at this moment.

He raised his head and bathed in the first ray of light that fell after breaking through the gray clouds. The light was like a dedicated guard expelling himself who had been immersed in darkness.

"Hehe, hehe, hahahahahaha——"

Covering his face, he let out a series of strange laughter that was as dry and harsh as rusty strings. Takeru unconsciously raised the corners of his mouth and said to himself: "I see, that's how it is, it's really easy for me to find." , 'Dragon God'—it turns out to be here."

Using his feet to crush the mask that he had just put down, Wu Ya still felt as if something uncontrollable was growing crazily in his heart. Since he couldn't stop it, he just let it take its course.

Even if the smell is so disgusting - the smell of guilt.

After making a mess of his clothes and mask, Takeru finally seemed satisfied and turned his gaze to Yakumo Murasaki, who had remained silent: "Who said this, 'A lie told a thousand times will become true' Are you here? Forget it, it’s good for everyone - I’m really convinced that I’ve gone in such a big circle, Zi, it turns out that the guy you always wanted to kill is me.”

"Although I don't know what you are talking about, I do want to kill you, Dragon God." Yakumo Purple was calm and frightening. She just hugged her friend tightly and looked at him motionlessly with her eyes lost. This land is nothing but ashes.

"Was it because of me that Yuko died?" The arc of Wu Ye's mouth widened uncontrollably, even though his words were full of timid trembling.

"No, it's because you, a monster, appeared in Yuko's world." Yakumo Murasaki gently asked Yuko to lie down, and turned her head without hiding her hatred: "We finally understand, and we chose to accept you from the beginning. , it’s just wrong.”

"Yeah."

After a moment of silence, Takeya said seriously to Yakumo Purple:

"What a coincidence, I feel the same way."

Chichi————! ! !

As soon as the words fell, blue flames suddenly shot out from the ground, surrounding Takeya and making a show of fangs and claws. Two rays of light, one red and one purple, flew out of Youzi's body. He held the sword of lust tightly in one hand, Holding the Cup of Gluttony in one hand, the puppet that controlled time floated quietly above his head, and the golden key grew into a chain and hung on his chest.

On the dilapidated tower in the distance, a golden beam of light rose into the sky like a resonance. Countless streams of light flowed into Wu Ye's body from an unknown distant place. Not long after, a hand full of cracks appeared on his right wrist. mirror.

"Ha--it's incredible. It's obviously the first time I've used these powers. Why does my body feel so familiar? Ha-ha, it's really strange."

Under the six-color light, Takeya grinned, but he couldn't laugh at something that he thought was so funny. Facing the Yakumo Murasaki who stood up with only hatred in his eyes, he couldn't help it at this moment. feared.

"Kill you!!!" Without a word of nonsense, Yakumo Purple controlled everything she could. The power of the realm was maximized at this moment. It was the color of hatred in her heart that distorted the world.

"It's impossible." Takeya's almost indifferent words were like a declaration, blocking all Yakumo Purple's delusional thoughts.

With a swing of the sword, the overwhelming blue flames turned the twisted world like a big dye vat. Takeya sideways avoided the sneak attack of Yakumo Murasaki from the gap, threw away the cup of gluttony with his backhand, and replaced it with Gangani. You penetrated her body with just one shot.

Even though her demon power was exhausted and she was nailed to the ground, the hatred in Yakumo Purple's eyes did not diminish at all.

"Damn it! Demon power!" Yakumo Zi struggled hard and found that she could not escape the shackles of the magic gun. She raised her head and stared at Takeya, as if she wanted to remember that face in her mind.

Sighing, Takeru tried hard to show his helplessness, but his smile was twisted and terrifying: "It's useless, Zi, even if your demon power is at its peak, you can't defeat me now."

"So what!" Yakumo Purple held Gangnir's spear tightly, and the splatter of blood dyed the sage's reason red, like a devil soaked in hatred, she said every word: "We have already remembered You, Dragon God, even if we can't kill you now, we still have time, ten years, twenty years, one hundred years, one thousand years, until the end of time! One day we will kill you, Come and put an end to this hatred!"

"So, that's impossible."

This time, Takeru no longer chose to escape. He looked directly into Yakumo Purple's eyes, and the long sword in his hand bloomed with brilliance: "But don't worry, Purple, one day I will let you kill me with your own hands, but Not now, because I still have things I have to do.”

"You guys, do you want to escape?!" Yakumo Purple's eyes widened when she found Takeru disappearing little by little, and the flames of hatred almost burst out of her eyes.

"I'm sorry, Zi, I will take away your memory. You will no longer remember my appearance. This is necessary for the future survival." Takeya, who is holding the long sword of lust, has an indescribable weirdness in his heart. feel.

Although it was his first time to use it, both the ability and the method seemed to be familiar to him, as if he had used it countless times.

"What...!" Yakumo Purple was startled, and then she was dazzled by the red brilliance, and in a daze she could only hear Takeya's mournful singing.

"May your soul sink into the world of love and obtain eternal happiness. In exchange, may your body become my eternal servant. Come on, dance."

This is? !

Despite being in an extremely disadvantageous position, and even being carried away by anger just now and launching a self-destructive attack, Yakumo Purple suddenly calmed down after seeing the red light sword in Takeya's hand.

The figure of Yuko flashed in her mind, and the powerlessness she once felt dominated by that sword was still vivid in her mind. It was not until Yuko's death that she regained her will.

This feeling is unmistakable, it is the same ability!

Although she realized what Takeya was going to do, Yakumo Purple was still powerless. She couldn't resist this power. However, she didn't have to just watch the opponent do whatever he wanted!

Thanks to Yuuko having used this power on herself once before, Yakumo Murasaki came up with a last resort.

"Um?"

For a moment, Takeya seemed to see the shadow at Yakumo Purple's feet split into two, but it was only a moment, so fast that Takeya thought it was just an illusion.

The red light fell, and Yakumo Purple's eyes filled with hatred gradually returned to calm. Takeru silently pulled out the Gangnir nailed to her body, and at the same time instilled his demonic power into her body.

The most sinful weapon of lust, as long as you hold it, you can understand how to use it. Takeru used its power to make Yakumo Purple forget what she looks like. Probably the only thing she will be able to remember in the future is the concept of "Dragon God". .

The successive injuries made Yakumo Purple no longer able to support her, and Takeru placed her unconscious beside Yuuko.

So, now——

Looking down at Yuko's smiling face, Takeya took a deep breath, raised his head and stretched out his hand facing the lofty sky:

"I'm sorry, Yuko, I can't just go back to my time honestly. If this is the so-called correct history, then I will destroy it - the world!!!"

The world, stop.