The self-cultivation of the passer-by hero

The appearance of "Takeya Kosaka" in this world is expected. Takeya doesn't even need to investigate to understand that this is a guy who grew up completely in comfortable conditions.

In other words, it was a waste that had no power to fight in front of him.

"Idiot Marisa, come back quickly, that is not an opponent you can handle!"

Although the fake warrior in front of him also temporarily stopped his offensive, Reimu did not dare to exaggerate at all. This time, her reminder to Marisa did not mean to argue in the past, but she was really worried about the other party.

After all, the previously incomprehensible double barrage barrier alone was enough for Reimu to understand how terrifying the enemy ahead was.

"Hey, I should be the one to say this to you Da☆Ze!" It's a pity that Marisa was not able to understand her friend's thoughts, or in other words, with her own character, she would not choose to escape when faced with any enemy.

"Marisa Kirisame, join Da☆Ze!"

With such a vigorous opening statement, Marisa took the lead and flew towards Takeya on her broom.

"well."

Two sighs came out of Reimu and Takeya's mouths at the same time. No matter which world it was, Marisa was always so uneasy.

"Going all out! Love Talisman "Master Spark"! "After she finished speaking, Marisa took out the small Bagua furnace in her arms, and the gathered magic power was as colorful as fireworks.

Another sigh came from Takeya's mouth. Marisa explained very well what reality is. She didn't have those fancy abilities, and even magic was a head-on type, so it didn't take much to deal with her. skills.

"Sorry, Marisa, I'm not in the mood to play a spell card game today."

The cold words represented a farewell to the past. The greedy flames wrapped around Wu Ye's raised arms, and the spiritual power bursting out of his fingertips gradually changed from an ominous blue to a seemingly gaudy colorful light.

"Um?"

Looking at the light screen shining at Takeya's fingertips, Marisa felt as if she was dreaming. Although the inside may be completely different, that look couldn't be——

"Speaking of it, this is the first time I have used it since I learned it. The previous 'me' seemed to have never used it due to lack of magic power."

Talking to himself, facing the extreme sparks that rushed in front of him, Takeya's fingertips suddenly burst out with the same but more violent magic cannon.

"No way?!"

Surprised, Marisa even forgot to dodge. Fortunately, the doll flew in time to block the violent blow for her. But even with the doll's defense, Marisa was still blown away by the aroused air wave. After doing many somersaults in the air, Alice barely caught him.

With an ugly expression on her face, Alice grabbed Marisa by the back of her collar, dragged her out of the attack range of the magic cannon like dragging luggage, and then slapped her in the face to teach her a lesson.

"Idiot Marisa! You dare to be distracted during the battle!"

After all the dolls were swallowed by the magic cannon, there still seemed to be a dangerous atmosphere in the air. After being frightened, Marisa let out a long sigh of relief and smiled carelessly at Alice: "It's so dangerous. Thank you very much." , Alice.”

"You" stared at Marisa. Alice was so angry that she didn't know what to say.

"This guy is so virtuous. You'd better leave her alone, otherwise you'll be pissed to death."

With a sickly aura, Patchouli also joined the battlefield, but instead of scolding Marisa, she cared more about the mysterious "Takeya" opposite.

As Marisa's signature spell card, Patchouli has long remembered the flashy appearance of "Master Spark". However, the attack just now, although it looked strange, was undoubtedly derived from Marisa's bombardment.

The only brilliance of "Master Spark" is that it deflects the destruction-oriented magic cannon in the direction of art. From this aspect, Marisa's talent seems to be used in the wrong place.

The magic cannon, which is famous for its gorgeousness, does not have anything that can be called difficult, but it is not easy to imitate. After all, it is Marisa's unique magic skill. Even a magician like Patchouli can't. It is difficult to imitate completely at first sight because there are too many meaningless fancy decorations.

Although the power of the magic cannon launched by Takeya is very different from Marisa's, it can be seen that it is based on Marisa's magic cannon, abandoning more gorgeous brilliance and blindly pursuing the final form of power. .

Excluding the existence of such a whimsical ability to perfectly copy, that means that this guy has ever studied Marisa's magic?

This kind of thinking makes Patchouli unable to understand. It's not that she looks down on Marisa, but that the time is not right.

Unless he and Marisa studied magic together since childhood, it would be impossible to use the "Master Spark" with such a high degree of restoration.

After all, it is no longer a mere imitation, but a transcendence based on it.

Looking at Wu Ye who was protected by the West Travel Demon with complicated eyes, these strange phenomena made Patchouli stop the idea of ​​going forward to fight. Her intuition told her that these things hidden under the fog were worse than The strength shown by the other party seems even more terrifying.

"call"

Seemingly realizing that Patchouli had no intention of attacking, Wu Ye gave up the idea of ​​waiting. A red light flashed, and a bloody spear was held in his hand.

"What kind of joke is this?"

Patchouli almost couldn't open her mouth from ear to ear when the bloody light suddenly appeared in the sky. If the appearance of the enhanced version of "Master Spark" only brought her endless doubts, then Gangnir at this moment made her even more confused. The logic of thinking has stagnated.

She turned her head without thinking and looked at the eldest lady beside her. Since it was to replenish her fighting strength, Yakumo Purple would not be the only one looking for her when she went to the Scarlet Devil Mansion. As the owner of the Scarlet Devil Mansion, Remilia must not be absent. .

Moreover, the only thing that is beneficial to them when the black mist invades Gensokyo is that in this case, Remilia, as a vampire, can let go and fight with all her strength.

Beside Sakuya, Gungnir, which was also shining red in Remilia's hand, seemed to be telling that compared to this seemingly absurd scene now, the truth might be even more outrageous than they imagined.

Remilia is the master of Gungnir, and she will never mistake her weapon. Therefore, she can be sure that the Gungnir in Takeya's hand. Although she cannot say that it is genuine, it is definitely not a joke. fakes.

"Remy, that" Patchouli's face was solemn, her words filled with hesitation.

"I know."

Remilia, who also had an ugly face, slapped her mouth, and a fierce light appeared in her red eyes: "Sakuya, come and help."

"Excuse me, miss."

Sakuya held her pocket watch with one hand and held Remilia's left hand with the other.

Tick ​​tock.

The gray-white courtyard descended into this world, freezing everything in the moment when the picture was still. The Gungnir held by Remilia in her right hand slowly absorbed her demonic power, slowly dyeing the entire space crimson red.

But when Remilia turned her gaze forward, she suddenly discovered that Takeya, who was originally protected by the Saigyou Demon, had disappeared.

"Strange, where did you go...huh?!"

Without any warning, the power of fate made Remilia Yang be extremely cautious. The fear that enveloped her body in danger made her pick up Sakuya without hesitation and throw her aside.

"Miss?!"

Remilia, who was separated from Sakuya, was inevitably reflected in the background of the stopped world, and Sakuya saw the red spiral falling from the sky and crushing her courtyard.

He is actually able to move in my "world"!

It was too late for Sakuya to realize this. Although the other party seemed to abide by the same rules as her and could not interfere with all the established facts of the world itself, because the world she controlled was destroyed, when time resumed its flow , Remilia, who lost the opportunity, could only watch herself being submerged by the red torrent.

The stunned Sakuya didn't even have time to utter a cry of surprise and anger, before Takeya, who acted like a ghost, had already approached him from behind.

The dagger he took out was dodged by the other party's prediction, which was almost as accurate as predicting the future. Sakuya felt a pain in his chest, and a faint fishy smell spread in the air.

Takeru slowly pulled out his arm, and the beating blue flames ignited the red dots with lingering warmth on it. Sakuya's body collapsed like a building block, rolling down weakly on his arms. inside.

When Sakuya manipulated the power of time, he felt that if he used his "world" in this world, the consumption would be too great for him to bear.

That's why he had to attack Sakuya. Even if Yakumo Purple gathered the power of the entire Gensokyo, he wouldn't be afraid, because he knew all of their abilities.

With the memories of countless reincarnations, plus the memories of "Takeya Kosaka" from countless parallel worlds, he knows all the abilities that exist in Gensokyo, and he can use almost all abilities with ease!

At the same time, with the bonus of the Weapon of Sin, he can even respond to them with more powerful abilities, just like he did to Marisa and Remilia just now.

But there are exceptions, such as Sakuya.

Although her abilities can be manipulated by herself, the consumption is astonishingly large. Although she doesn't know the reason, Wu also easily found a solution, that is to eliminate the abilities that she cannot manipulate.

Feeling the gradually cold body of Sakuya in his arms, Takeru reached out and wiped it on his cheeks. The faint red color had already lost its original warmth.

That was not Sakuya's blood, but the tears stained red that fell from the corners of his eyes.

In the past, facing the existence of another world, whether it was the original Boli or Yingji, Adam couldn't bear to do it, but facing these familiar "companions", he actually killed them without hesitation.

Adam was right, killing him was the right way to save the world, because from the beginning, he—"The Last Takasaka Takeya" was such a cold-blooded guy.

"Jie, Jie Jie, Jie Jie Jie"

The blood and tears in the corners of his eyes kept sliding down his cheeks, but the corners of Wu Ye's mouth rose uncontrollably, and a weird and piercing laughter kept overflowing from his mouth. He was like a distorted flower of evil, blooming cruelly in the crumbling soil Finally, the riddled soul was crushed together with its original outline.

As if deprived of the ability to think, Wu Ye was manipulated by that disgusting malice like a rotting corpse. It could not have been very early, a long time ago, he had already become "evil" itself.

Let Sakuya's body slip from his hands and slowly fall in the air. If there is a real pleasure in killing, then maybe it is the madness that completely tramples conscience.

When he killed Sakuya with his own hands, Takeru finally realized it.

It is precisely because he loves Gensokyo from the bottom of his heart and cherishes those hard-won friends from the bottom of his heart that when he destroyed it all with his own hands, the long-suppressed distortion and taboo-breaking madness tasted like this. mellow.

Purple is right. In fact, everything is her own fault, and it probably has nothing to do with any serious crime weapon. Their world will face such despair. In the final analysis, it is just because there is a "Kosaka Takeya" like herself.

The endless reincarnation brought Wuya not only the hope of coming back again and again, but also the despair that was superimposed infinitely.

Since he has become the beginning of everything, he will inevitably be the end of everything.

If the world is really going to be destroyed, it will definitely be destroyed by his hands.

When the balance of happiness is completely tilted, Wu Ye will definitely destroy everything he once loved and cherished along with himself.

He was never swallowed up by uncontrollable evil because he stared into the abyss. From the beginning, he was the abyss of evil itself.

He is evil.