Self-cultivation of passerby male protagonist

Plural abilities, plural memories, plural personalities and desires burst like an erupting volcano in Wu Ye's head, burning all the so-called reason.

Go back to the most original question-who am I?

Wu Ye?Dragon God?Adam?

do not understand.

The scale for measuring a person's existence has been completely distorted by the instrument of heinous sin, leaving only the mirror of memory scattered on the ground like fragments, reflecting life that does not belong to oneself.

Wu finally knew why, the Adam he saw was like that.

After his body was mixed with plural personalities, his broken body and even his soul were riddled with holes. What he could possess and retain, seemed to be the only wish.

It's the same with myself.

Because of Jing's educational philosophy, Wu couldn't grow into a heroic existence, he was a selfish guy after all.

The seeds that Luo Tianshu planted in his heart finally bloomed poisonous flowers under the nourishment of malice.

If you want to make one person happy, you have to sacrifice the remaining ninety-nine people.

If he wants to save his world, then he must sacrifice the world of others.

The world has never been fair. These people, and the world of these people, although it is enviable and enviable happiness, they must destroy it.

Blame... he was born in a miserable world, bad boy.

and so

"Please don't blame me... No, just hate me if you want to hate me, Miss Yuko, anyway, I have no choice... No, no, please hate me seriously, because I am myself It’s my own determination to destroy your happiness this time."

When Wu Ye's words fell, the Westward Demon looked like a beast that had broken free of its cage, and the branches that were thrown out like tentacles attacked Yuko in all directions.

"Well--"

The pupils of the Westward Demon reflecting in full bloom suddenly shrank, Yuko pulled away and quickly backed away, but the Westward Demon was still chasing after him. It grew up with the entire underworld as the soil, and no one could escape the offensive that covered the sky and the sun. .

Seeing that he was about to be caught up, Yuko made a decisive decision, centering on himself, releasing his power to the greatest extent.

"Anti-Soul Butterfly·Eight Fen Saki!"

Although the ability to manipulate death is powerful, it is extremely difficult to control. Saki's strength is even Yuko's limit, but fortunately, the current underworld has almost been occupied by the Westward Demon, and she doesn't have to worry about the overflow of power that will cause accidental casualties. .

Under the effect of Yuko's own ability, the Soul Rebel Butterfly, which meant to bring back from the dead, turned into a nightmare of death.

The branches of the Westward Demon that rushed up like a hungry beast withered and turned into dust within a few breaths. Seeing this, Wu Ye did not change his face, held his hands empty, and held up the blood-colored wine glass.

The full of malice flowed down the wall of the cup and penetrated into the soil. The ground underneath seemed to become an ink-colored ocean, gurgling, and something seemed to be born in the dark whirlpool.

Yuko had a bad premonition, and a screaming roar came from her ear, and the monsters with red eyes and one eye were pouring out of the dark sea with all their sins.

"Undead? No, that's a resentful spirit?!"

Yuko, who saw the dark monster's true body, was shocked. His ability to manipulate death was very overbearing, but it didn't work against one type of enemy, that is, the dead.

They, who have already carried the name of death, are not afraid of You Youzi's soul-repelling butterfly, and the tide is pouring toward her.

For a moment, the world was overwhelmed by the inky blackness and the scary red pupils. Yuko gritted his teeth and wanted to retreat, but found that the surrounding area was already full of these monsters. Although the underworld is big, she has no way to go back. .

!!

At the moment when the darkness covered the sky and the sun was darkening, a sword light shot into the sky, cutting through the curtain of malice shrouded in front of Youzi, even though that little face was still immature and tender, But the double swords in her hand made a firm voice.

"Monster!" Yuko was overjoyed and called out the name of his family teacher.

"Master Youzi, I will guard it!" Facing the army of resentful spirits like mountains and seas, Yao Meng's eyes were full of determination, and there was no timidity to flinch.

Yuko looked at Yao Meng's back with relief, calmed her body and mind, and joined the battle again.

Seeing the appearance of Demon Meng, Wu Ye's eyes narrowed slightly. When it comes to combat power, Demon Meng is only average, but in this case, there is nothing more troublesome than her.

When other people in Gensokyo talked about Yomume, they often thought of the powerful swordsmanship she had learned as a descendant of astral swordsmanship.

But Wu did not, but he knew that the power of Yaomeng was not in swordsmanship, but in swords.

Lou Guan Jian, Bai Lou Jian, two swords, one long and one short, all have one thing in common, that is, they have a strong pertinence in attacking the "spirit".

Yuko has the ability to manipulate death to disperse all living beings, and Yumue serves as Yuko's shield to resist the invasion of all the dead. This pair of masters and servants may not be the strongest in Gensokyo, but it is the most balanced.

The westbound demon was suppressed by Yuko, and the wraith was slain by the demon dream. On the other side of the ghost barrier, people who noticed the abnormality of the underworld had gathered quickly.

Wu also felt a lot of powerful presence in it.

He knew that it was Yakumo Zi's handwriting.

As a gap monster, Wu Ye wants to use gaps to restrain her, which is obviously unrealistic. The appearance of those powerful existences shows that Yakumo Zi has escaped the trap he set.

As for why she didn't appear in front of him, it was probably her own way of playing with the gap that made her scrupulous.

Wu Ye turned around and looked at them who had passed through the Netherworld barrier and came here. Among them, there was a guy who made him a little startled.

"Really, this guy is actually so like me?!"

The appearance of yelling and yelling is not the least stable. The child's defense is as childish as a child. It only takes a shot to send him to hell and reincarnate. You will know when you see Wu at the first glance. This is completely with yourself A different guy.

That may be what "Takasaka Takeya" should be.

Wu Ye, who wanted to take off the night vision device and face this "self", was stopped by the scene in front of him.

An embarrassed Reimu and a carefree Marisa stood in front of the "Muya" to warn him, and the strange hostility, like an invisible moat, lay between them.

Obviously it wasn't his own thing, but Ke Wu still felt that his heart was empty, and the corners of his eyes could not help but feel a bit ridiculously sour.

"Really, luck is so good that you are jealous, you guy..."

Chapter 40 The Blossoming Flower of Evil

The appearance of "Takasaka Takeya" in this world was expected, and Wu didn't even need to explore it to understand that this was a guy who had grown up completely under comfortable conditions.

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

"Idiot Marisa, hurry back to me, that is not an opponent you can deal with!"

Although the fake Wu in front of him also temporarily stopped his offensive, Reimu didn't dare to say anything. This time she reminded Marisa that she didn't mean to raise the bar before, but was really worried about the other party.

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

"Hey, I told you this to DaZe!" It's a pity that Marisa didn't understand her friend's heart, or that, with her own personality, she would not choose to escape from any enemy.