The self-cultivation of the passer-by hero

In the sky shrouded in black mist, there is no star that can shine, the withered earth is full of scars, and there is no life that can continue to fight. As far as the eye can see, there is Shura Hell.

The young man stood stubbornly on the ground, gritted his teeth and clenched his fists. His firm belief finally defeated the instinctive fear of his body. He stepped forward and slowly came to another self.

Clang.

The two swords stained with blood were thrown to the ground casually. Takeru looked at the nightmare scene in front of him indifferently, feeling uneasy, maybe he no longer had the heart.

As expected, he has the ability to know all abilities and the memory that can manipulate all abilities. He has gathered six weapons of great crimes and the power of "Takeya" in countless parallel worlds. There is no reason for him to lose.

Witches, monsters, gods, fighting against oneself who is extremely familiar with them, the possibility of victory is infinitely close to zero.

The result was already doomed the moment he chose to fight. All the forces of resistance were ruthlessly defeated by him, leaving only

Slowly moving his eyes, "Takeya" - or in other words, the "protagonist" who exists as the prototype of this world - is walking towards him.

madness.

A useless guy, a waste that is almost useless in battle, even his aura is so humble, full of flaws, just one blow can completely erase him from this world.

He was able to stay on this battlefield until the end, not because of how powerful he was, on the contrary, it was precisely because of his weakness, so weak that he was not enough to be seen in front of other people in Gensokyo, so Wu could not find him , so that he could escape the disaster.

Looking at himself as the prototype, the disgust that surged in Wu Ye's heart was almost uncontrollable. He seemed to understand why Adam didn't have the slightest psychological burden when he killed himself.

"Because it's really an eyesore, you guy."

Wu Ye muttered to himself, the Gangnir he held in his hand trembled slightly, and seemed to be making a bloodthirsty chirp in a trance.

If taking is Wu Ye's code of conduct, then greed is his inevitable essence. Driven by jealousy, he can clearly see his inner desire.

Yes, he is jealous.

This guy has something at his fingertips that he couldn't get even with all his efforts.

The object of protection, the existence of the promise, the bond of the bond... This guy has everything from the beginning, and he lives in the happiness he can't ask for for granted.

This is no one's fault, it's just the cruel choice of the world.

Just like Adam had no grudges against himself, Takeru also had no grudges against his other self, the prototype.

There is just the inescapable jealousy and the fire of greed ignited by following the inner desires.

"Why don't you run away?" Wu Ye raised his gun as a farewell, and he asked "himself".

Hearing this, the prototype Takeya stopped, but not to answer Takeya's question, but bent down and picked up the weapon that fell on the ground.

That's Remilia's Gungnir. Of course, it's Remilia's in this world.

The two teenagers standing face to face, although their names, appearances, and even the weapons they use are the same now, but the actual difference is nothing.

"Escape?" As if hearing something funny, Yuan Yuan Wu also let out a sneer, without any gloom on his embarrassed face, he looked directly at Wu Ye and said, "I won't."

"Yeah."

Although Wu Ye has always looked down on the original self, he also knows that although the other self has the potential to become a fool, it is not a complete fool.

He has seen his almost invincible strength, but still chooses him to stand in front of him, not because he firmly believes that there is a possibility of defeating him, but because he has to do so.

Move forward bravely, no matter how powerful the opponent is, he will not escape. After all, this is the so-called "protagonist", isn't it?

"I will defeat you." Sure enough, he said this.

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With a sigh, Wu Ye suddenly fell backwards, and his whole body fell into the gap. In the next instant, he was behind the prototype Wu Ye.

Fighting upright? Takeya wouldn't do such boring things.

Adam's defeat was because he didn't expect it. From beginning to end, Wu Ye never put himself in the position of a "protagonist" to think about problems.

Apparently, the prototype version of him seemed to have made the same mistake.

Wu Ye could even see the opponent's stiff movements, even though he discovered the murderous aura coming from behind through miraculous intuition, but his body's reaction was completely unable to keep up.

Pfft——!

Gungnir, who passed through his chest, lifted the prototype off the ground. He was like a fish out of water, and his rhetoric turned into a ridiculous struggle in an instant.

There is no need for any secret strategy or any special skills. Killing this guy is as easy as crushing an ant. There is no difficulty at all.

Takeya, who killed the prototype effortlessly, had no fluctuation in his heart at all. Everything was as he expected, and everything was so natural.

It would be strange not to be able to deal with this guy.

Wu Ye didn't even pay much attention to the thoughts of his other self. For him, the prototype was no different from anyone who fell here, and they were just existences that had to be cleared from this world.

Yes, if it wasn't accidental, he would have killed his other self at the beginning. There was no need to make it so ritualistic. What a waste of time.

Now that the last resistance force has been dealt with, the next step is to——

"Ah"

A harsh laugh reached Wuye's ears. He frowned and followed the sound to look at the dead fish-like prototype that he had provoked.

I saw that his trembling body slowly calmed down, and the other hand suddenly grabbed Gungnir who had pierced his chest, and a triumphant smile appeared on the corner of his mouth.

Tsk. Didn’t it hit the heart just now?

"Caught you."

This is what he said.

"!"

Without any hesitation, Wu Ye immediately let go of Gangnir's hand and quickly escaped into the gap. The next moment, he flashed out a hundred steps away.

Wu didn't know if the prototype was bluffing, but this didn't stop him from being more cautious, but he really couldn't imagine that now that even the forces on the moon were completely defeated by him, who else could reverse his victory? fruit.

Da da da da——

Footsteps that were too fast to be distinguished suddenly sounded, and Wu summoned the Red Sword without hesitation. If there was only one opponent, no matter who it was, it was absolutely impossible for him to lose if he had the weapon of lust and lust.

The moment she turned around, the black shadow had already approached her with strange steps that she had never seen before. The pitch-black blade was ordinary, but it seemed to be able to blossom into infinite changes in her hands.

Ding!

The clear sound of collision sounded in the confrontation of swords, and the aroused air wave lifted the girl's bangs, and the bursting sparks illuminated the girl's face. At that moment, Wu Ye showed an expression of disbelief.

"Qingming?"

Let's go together to find the small island where the sun sets—the promise that can no longer be fulfilled, the lies that belonged to him and her resurfaced in Wu Ye's heart again, and there seemed to be signs of cracking in the hard-frozen heart.

Hearing the name Wu Ye yelled, the girl's expression froze for a moment, but the sword in her hand fell down quickly, and cut Wu Ye's cheek with a snort.

Drops of blood slid down, and the scarlet taste calmed Wu Ye's chaotic mood again. He lifted the girl's sword, and he jumped up, and the long sword in his hand suddenly glowed red.

"It's really surprising. But even you can't defeat me - come on, let's dance!"

The diffused red light caused invisible waves in the air, and the eyes of "Qingming" who was in it were gradually covered by the red curse, but the strange thing was that she, who should have been deprived of her will, still He waved his sword at Takeya.

"How can it be?!"

Wu Ye, who was in shock, could only rely on his body's instinct to lift the sword in his hand to resist the unknown attack.

"Farewell, Aaron."

Unfathomably, Wu Ye seemed to read such words from "Qingming"'s slightly opened and closed lips. She swung her pitch-black long sword, and the bursting black light turned into countless sharp blades, shattering the greedy flames. Strip away from your own body.

"The fifth secret - flying flowers and falling leaves."

Click!

That sword skill that he had never seen before fell on Wuye, and he felt as if something important had been destroyed by it.

But "Qingming" seemed to attack with the idea of ​​dying together. This time, she didn't leave any room for defense at all, so when her sword hit Wu Ye, Wu Ye's sword also stabbed her. .

"Well--!"

Even though he forcibly twisted his body at the last moment, "Qingming" was still stabbed by the spiritual power wrapped in Takeya's sword, and flew out backwards. His small body slid on the ground for a while before he spurted out a mouthful of blood , leaving only an indescribable expression on his pale face.

call out! !

"Go! Gangnir!"

The rough sound of breaking wind sounded from behind Wu Ye, he just turned his face coldly, turned his body slightly to avoid the nasty sneak attack, this seemed to be the last effort of that hopeless prototype.

Xu Qingming's unexpected appearance disrupted Wu Ye's already dead heart. This time when he faced the prototype, he no longer had the "calm" look on his face before.

"Funny struggle, even the last attack didn't hurt me at all, the attack that failed didn't make any sense at all, just like your life. Enough is enough, disappear for me."

Wu Ye lowered his gaze and looked at the prototype as if he were looking at a dead person. A dangerous aura was gradually rising around him.

"Cough, cough. How dare you say that, you bastard!"

The prototype doesn't have the incredible recovery ability of Wu Ye, so the damage caused to him before is almost the limit now, but there is a relieved smile on his face.

There is a hint of mockery in it.

"Doesn't make any sense? Hey, idiot~"

"Um?"

The archetype pressed his hands on the bleeding wound on his chest, and he pulled the smile on his mouth to try to make his feet tremble less obviously, tried to stand up straight, and said to Wu Ye: "The gun I threw, It’s already where it needs to be.”

As he said that, the prototype ignored his serious injury, took a deep breath, and shouted loudly behind Takeya: "It's now! Remilia!!"

"Varied!!"

Poof! !

The fierce red light pierced through Takeya's chest, turning his heart into a bursting blood flower. He turned his head in disbelief, and the young vampire was biting his pale lips, revealing to himself miserably and proudly Fangs.

"Hey, is this self-inflicted? Don't underestimate the vitality of vampires, you bastard."