After the loud sirens and emergency evacuation signals, even the bustling Tokyo area can't help but fall into a vast silence.
Most residents have gone to shelters.
At this moment, behind the National University, on the dead street, the only people who could still be seen were the three people who met on the narrow road here.
Minamoto Shojo, Uesugoshi, and... "Kazema Ruri".
"Long time no see, another me."
It's like looking into a mirror, seeing a figure that looks the same as yourself right in front of you. It's really a strange experience.
As the person involved, Yuan Zhennu tilted her head, with some nostalgia in her eyes: "How long has it been since the last separation? Are you still tormented by nightmares now?"
If you think about it carefully, from meeting Lu Mingfei in a dream to enrolling in Faos... only a short period of time has actually passed.
But for Yuan Zhennu, everything has been turned upside down and completely transformed.
"Nightmare? Who would remember that?"
A sneer appeared on Fengjian Liuli's indifferent face: "I thought you were cowardly, but you just disappeared silently into a corner of my heart... which made me grateful for the long-lost peace."
"I didn't expect you to escape quietly. Was it because of your ability to dream? Or was there some miracle that helped you?"
Although it was such a question, Kazama Liuli didn't want any answer.
From the moment he felt the vague attraction in his heart and came here to meet Yuan Zhennu, he had gradually understood everything.
As long as he wins the next battle, he can bid farewell to his past self completely and no longer have to endure the weak dreams and endless crying.
But... who is this old man next to him who looks like a ramen chef?
Kazama Liuli was slightly surprised.
The keen instinct brought by the dragon's blood told him that the ugly old man in front of him had a power hidden in his body that he must face up to.
But the pin-pricking sense of crisis in his head not only did not make him feel anxious, but instead made Kazama Ruri unusually excited.
He rarely encounters an enemy who can become his opponent... It is so rare to find such an opponent worthy of careful consideration!
Yuan Zhennu was not as excited as he was.
The young man with a long ponytail and an appearance as delicate as a girl raised his scabbard and introduced Uesugi: "He is the 'Dragon King' of the fierce ghosts. As for the name...he gave himself a stage name, "Kazama"
Liuli"."
"Maybe it's the influence of dragon blood, or it may be other reasons..."
"He was born from my body and replaced the timid me until today."
Yuan Jingnu's feelings towards her other self are very complicated.
Before Yuan Jingnu was separated from his body, his spirit could only huddle in the corner of his mind, watching his other self do all kinds of cruel things... And Kazama Ruri also despised him for being weak, and enjoyed it even harder.
own violence.
You can say "hate"...
Not entirely so.
Freed from the shackles of her other self, in dreams, day and night in Faos, Yuan Jingnu often thinks about it.
Without Kazama Ruri, would he have the courage to face the brother who killed him? To face the world that completely abandoned him?
The person who knows you best in the world is undoubtedly your other self.
When Yuan Jingnu was in the most pain, it was this cruel self that supported their existence. It was Kazama Ruri who took over the identity of the Dragon King, licking the scars left in his heart that night in the shadows, and gradually growing up
, becoming an existence that can oppose Yuan Zhisheng.
"Kill the female classmates in the class and make their corpses into wax human statues, so that their expressions can be frozen in their most beautiful moments."
As if they had a tacit understanding, Kazama Liuli had a sneer on her lips, as if she was sneering at Yuan Zhennu: "That day, the person who did that kind of thing... was it really me?"
But it was beyond his expectation.
The weak self in my impression was not as aggrieved as a child, nor could I help but have red eyes.
"I don't remember either."
Yuan Zhennu shook her head, "But that's not important anymore."
What has already happened, what is the point of thinking about whose fault it is now?
Amidst the sound of the cold mechanism flicking, the "Nine-Character Destiny" in Yuan Jingnu's hand was unsheathed. Kazama Ruri also pulled out the long knife at her waist almost at the same time. The cherry-red blade reflected the elegant but bloody reflection in the air.
The light is just like the person.
Even though the two people look exactly the same, no one would think of them as the same person.
It's not just a difference in attire. If a person's temperament can be quantified as a smell, the smells of Minamoto Girl and Kazama Ruri are completely different, leading to extreme divergences.
The former is calm and gentle, while the latter always has a strange coldness and cruelty in his eyebrows and smile.
...like a flower and a knife.
Kazama Ruri gave up thinking about why the other self appeared in front of him in this way. All he wanted now was to fight, then win, and completely bury the weakness of the past!
"We need to decide the winner...you think so too, right?"
Kazama Ruri shouted: "Now is the best time for us to completely eliminate each other. As long as we can win, the winner will get everything!"
Yes, Yuan Jingmei can also feel it, an "idea" that is close to intuition. They are both like each other's reflections in the mirror, but as long as they can defeat each other, they can become the only masters and control each other's bodies.
Mind, strength...everything!
"Will you win?"
Uesugi was a little worried, but looked at his two sons and didn't know how to intervene.
However, Minamoto Shome had no intention of letting Uesugi get involved in this battle. He just wanted Uesugi to be a witness and witness his "trial" of overcoming his past immaturity.
What's more, after decades of wasted time, even if Uesugi Koshi still has the blood of the emperor, he will probably not be Kazama Ruri's opponent.
"Father, please watch, this is my battle."
The girl Minamoto stretched out her hand to protect Uesugi, who was looking troubled, behind her.
Seeing his other self acting like this, Fengjian Liuli looked at the old man next to him in surprise, and then showed a slightly ferocious smile: "... I really don't know what to say. After being away for such a long time, your growth is to find something for yourself.
Got a father?"
"You will understand after I win."
Yuan Jingnu's eyes became extremely awe-inspiring, and her eyes were even dyed with a strong red color.
In the body of the construct, the artificial dragon's blood is flowing at an accelerated rate. Along with the deformation of the mechanical structure, several cracks in the limbs are opening one after another. With the activation of the divine name "Remembering Bad", their mother-in-law has already had enough.
The devil made a weird laugh:
"No past, no memories, can compare to the waving claws!"
"Damn it, go and tear your nightmare to pieces!"
Blood mist filled the air around Yuan Zhennu, making his erect figure full of ominous colors.
The young man who had always shown himself to be calm and gentle suddenly revealed a devilish smile, with his white teeth as sharp as a shark: