Self-cultivation of passerby male protagonist

Remilia, no, it’s not her, even if it’s her who made it, but it’s

"Wu, also...!"

Shouting the name that had been abandoned by him, or the name of the prototype, Wu Ye let go of his hand on his heart, and a fierce red light appeared in his hand along with another Gungnir.

This action caused several people around to take a breath.

Even if these people destroy his heart and cause him mortal damage, his brain is not damaged, and his thinking ability is still there. It is not difficult to let them all be buried before dying.

The faint curse faded away, leaving only the unfathomable pitch-black eyes reflecting the appearance of the prototype Wu Ye, who was facing an enemy. Suddenly, two figures flashed.

The monsters and the witches, the scarred of them, may not even be able to shoot a bullet, but even so, they still stood in front of that guy without hesitation.

"Reimu...Purple..."

"..."

That deep call was both a concern for a friend and resentment full of hatred, not to mention the indistinguishable difference between Wu Ye and the prototype, which made both of them feel more complicated.

No one on either side spoke, and both sides were in a stalemate. Takeshi had a final plan to go crazy, and everyone in Gensokyo no longer had the strength to stop him.

Even Remilia did not have the strength to launch a second attack after throwing the last shot.

The bloodthirsty gun was not fired, so Wu was silently watching everyone in front of him in the passing of his life.

"Ahem, ahem..."

The abrupt cough broke the weird silence. The girl who got up from the ground holding a sword-Qingming stabilized her figure and wiped the blood from the corner of her mouth. She dragged the sword and walked towards Wuya step by step. Come.

"Ah……"

I don’t know why I laughed. Looking at Seimei, Wu Ye’s expression unconsciously calmed down, and his eyes were lowered. The long sword of lust once again showed the substance, and the dim red light was nourished by the blood, like the sunrise. The face is like a face, blooming dazzlingly.

clang!!

The ignited red light disappeared again in an instant, Qing Ming's sword flew the lustful weapon of sin, and the dark long sword was firmly placed on Wu Ye's neck.

"That's it."

A glimmer of enlightenment flashed under his eyes, and Wu also suddenly smiled: "If the first time is accidental, then the second time is inevitable, Qingming...No, you, don't you have a soul?"

"..."

The weapon of heinous sin can affect all living beings, but there is one exception, that is, the existence of no soul.

Just as Wu couldn't use the weapon of grave sin against Yakumo Zi who had divided his body and soul, Seimei in front of him was the same.

"... The ultimate of the technique of separation of spirits is to separate the body and the soul until two completely independent individuals are formed."

Seimei’s bangs covered her eyes, making her expression difficult to see. Only the indifferent voice drifted away in the air: ""Gensoukyo Origin"... the "Qingming" who met you in that world It’s my divinity, my real name is Qishi."

"……is it."

Wu finally closed his eyes when he got the answer. Although the split spirit was a product of the divided soul, as the split spirit passed away, the body got nothing but a cold memory.

In other words, Seimei in front of her, no, she should be called Qimi. She is just a reader just like those guys who wrote "Gensokyo Origin" and created his world.

This person is not her.

Moreover, since just now, the connection between himself and the greedy weapon of sin seems to be broken. At that time, the damage by the seven realities was indeed the protection of the weapon of sin.

As the first one, and the weapon represented by Wuya himself, the direct result of the fire of greed being stripped by Qijin is that there is no more power to protect him. This is the most critical factor for Remilia to defeat him with a single shot. .

Hidden identity, defensive sword skills-in other words, is this guy the last trump card in this world?

No, it doesn't make sense to care about these now...yes, it doesn't make sense anymore.

"As a result, I still couldn't do anything," raising his head, looking at the black mist that still didn't dissipate in the sky, Wu Ye muttered to himself in a voice that gradually lost his temperature: "However, the weapon of great sin can make The future will continue..."

"stop……"

Qishi's body was trembling, there was an urge to sigh, and that deep struggle, the sword in her hand also hovered hesitantly in mid-air, and the sound from her throat seemed to be plucking rusty strings: " Stop it..."

The pupils who lost their focus just stared at Wu Ye mechanically, Qishi held up the dark sword, the tears oozing from the corners of his eyes were the cry of another soul that had long since disappeared.

"Even if you continue, you won't be able to succeed... originally that guy was deceiving you, even if you gather all the weapons of serious sin, you can't save your world." This is the seven true advice.

"How can I know if I don't try... and, I have nothing to lose." This is Wu Ye's answer.

"..."

This time Qishi did not persuade anything, but used action as the answer. The sword in his hand fell mercilessly, but the scene of blood splashing did not appear as expected.

The pitch-black sword was swallowed by the abruptly split deep gap, and the slashing disappeared without a trace.

"Gap...Zi, is it you?" When he saw the gap, Reimu turned his head incredulously to look at Zi next to him.

"No, it's not us..." Zi also felt strange. It was undoubtedly her own gap to save Wuya, but no matter from a realistic point of view or a psychological point of view, she was absolutely impossible to save her opponent. , Who is it?

clatter.

The figure that passed through the gap slowly fell, the little black leather boots stepped on the lifeless ground, and the blond girl took off the top hat on her head. The face exactly like Zi made everyone surprised.

Looking at the familiar back, Wu also remained silent for a moment. He swallowed the two words Meili from his mouth. Even if the sins committed were irreparable, he still wanted to call her by that name.

"purple……"

Chapter 46: Purple's Answer

From the first meeting as a child's teasing, after growing up, he claimed to be the company of half a guardian, and later he could be a friend who can fight and trust each other, and finally he was constantly sinking in the abyss of hatred.

Fettered by the curse of fate, she and him, intertwined with the fetters of love and hate, can finally draw a proper rest at the end.

"It's embarrassing... stand up, you guy, what is it like lying there."

Mei Li, no, it should be Zi Cai. She turned her back to Wu Ye, perhaps she didn't want to face it, or she didn't dare to face it, her pretending cold voice trembled slightly.

"Hey, sorry, Zi, I..." Wu Ye smiled weakly, and the corners of his cracked mouth were a bit silly, just like before, but the paleness that was difficult to hide added a little to this familiar smile. The color of sadness.

"...Stupid!"

Clenching his fists and trying to make her voice no longer tremble, Zi suddenly raised her voice: "You are the one who takes these on your own without authorization! If this is the case, take responsibility for me, idiot! Stand up! Give it to me. stand up!"

Turning around and grabbing Wu Ye's collar, Zi hung his head, and the crystal that slipped from the corner of his eyes wet Wu Ye's cheeks. The warm feeling was really long-lost.

"Carrying everything on my back, you guy, do you want to escape without doing anything?! Just like before!"

"Those messy plans were made without discussing with us, Yuko's hatred... Reimu's hatred... you haven't paid it yet!"