Chapter 91 About the End
The sorcerer Adam used a summoning spell to summon a flying anomaly—White Night.
Adam dispatched the flying-type anomaly, White Night.
Wild Twisted Viviel chose to strike first, unleashing a storm!
The effect is outstanding!
Bai Ye was almost blown away!
The domesticated anomaly, Bai Ye, activated its skill—Soul Aura!
The results were minimal!
Vivier appears to be completely unaffected!
Ms. Carmen is giving a thrilling, distorted commentary on the battle between Pokémon, no, I mean, the battle between aliens.
"Has she been like this lately?" Adam, looking up at Bai Ye and Vivier, asked X, who seemed to have gotten used to Carmen's voice.
"You'll get used to it." X also looked up at the overcast sky.
Compared to Viviel and the storm he brought, the White Night, which resembled a human embryo, appeared quite small, just a tiny ball.
He even had to face monsters much larger than himself by himself, since His apostles couldn't fly.
Bai Ye continued to gently flap his five pairs of snow-white wings, seemingly unaffected by the storm, remaining steadily in place.
He did not speak, yet his booming voice echoed through the storm in Vivier:
I will bring you salvation
The crimson halo surrounding Bai Ye grew increasingly intense, eventually becoming almost black, and He was still gathering power, clearly preparing to deliver a severe blow to Viviel.
"Rambo, take them and get out of here quickly," X said to the civilian manager who could carry people around.
Lanbo had witnessed Bai Ye's escape from the company and was also aware of the power of the aura. Normally, being hit by it inside the facility would take away half of his life, let alone this aura that was clearly charging up. Just because the supervisor was immune to damage did not mean that they were immune. If they were hit by this aura, they might end up owing Bai Ye several lives.
Upon hearing X's words, before the brain's CPU even started working, the body reacted as if by conditioned reflex.
Unlike Dazai Osamu, whose special physical condition was due to his superpowers, Rimbaud simply stuffed the remaining people into the subspace and took them away.
As for the two Dazai Osamu, they'll have to run around on their own.
This world's Dazai Osamu had never met Byakuya, but he wasn't stupid. Seeing that one or two of them looked like they were facing a formidable enemy, he knew that this being who looked somewhat like an angel was not someone to be trifled with.
Without needing his other self to tell him to stop, he spontaneously joined the retreat. Ever since he had experienced the pain of being eroded by the giant bird, he would never try to cause trouble for the anomaly again.
After all, if you really push him too far, you'll be the one who suffers, not the one who dies. He's not a masochist.
*
Above, the dark halo of light in the white night began to expand outwards, though not very large, as if it had compressed its power to the maximum extent.
The halo radiated almost entirely onto Viviel, who had become one with the storm, but the magical beast, possessing a will capable of thought, had long ago condensed a dense array of miniature black holes in front of it, resembling a shield.
As the halo passed by, the space around the burning monster began to distort, and even the halo around Bai Ye was distorted, with its dark edges constantly turning crimson. Then, a huge shockwave swept across the surrounding area for thousands of meters.
Aside from the two Abnormal Trainers watching from below, X was holding a small box containing a mini-warehouse. This was one of the figurines Adam had brought: an HE-rank Tool-type Abnormal – Sanctuary of March 27th.
In the miniature warehouse, there is a small red dot, which is a clock that X casually put in to avoid losing it.
Centered on the box, an almost invisible barrier enveloped the two people below, leaving them completely unharmed at the epicenter of the explosion; in fact, not even a wisp of wind could get in.
Moreover, from a certain perspective, shelters can provide an additional buff to anomalous entities, since people are less likely to leave shelters only when the outside world is more dangerous.
However, wild Twisted Fists don't get this bonus; it's considered an internal company benefit.
In the distance, Verlaine, who had once again climbed out of the basement, looked at the storm that blotted out the sky and the occasional crimson light that rippled through it. He could feel that this was Verlaine, the core he had lost.
"No, this isn't a monster, is it myself?" he murmured.
"Dazai-sama, the leader is inquiring about the situation over there." The bespectacled office worker, still holding his post, asked the two Dazai Osamu who had retreated to his location.
Chuuya Nakahara has arrived. After all, practice makes perfect, but... this time the opponent is obviously different from before, and his strength seems to have increased a lot.
Even knowing that one of them was Dazai Osamu from Rimbaud's world, Chuuya Nakahara's heart still skipped a beat when he suddenly saw two mackerel.
The world with two Dazai Osamu is still too hopeless, but he still has to carry out the leader's orders. However, the two Dazai Osamu grabbed him together, and what's even more outrageous is that when he tried to shake them off, he couldn't break free!
Oh no, the mackerel has turned into a gorilla!
“It’s best for the little slugs not to go over there,” said Dazai Osamu.
"Please tell Mr. Mori not to intervene rashly. The supervisor has used an anomaly with area-of-effect damage. Anyone who goes in now will die."
Another Dazai Osamu said this to Sakaguchi Ango, and also to Nakahara Chuuya.
If it were just Viviel, Chuuya Nakahara could give it a shot, but the problem is, there's also Byakuya over there who's charging up his power like crazy, and nobody knows how much soul damage Araha can withstand.
If things go wrong, Chuuya Nakahara might die at Byakuya's hands if he rushes in.
Then another loud bang came from afar, and they could even faintly hear the sound of the air being torn apart.
A faint electrical hum came from Lambo's earpiece, followed by a beep and a strong gust of wind. X's voice came through: "You guys retreat a bit more. Bai Ye is starting to recharge again. You're still too close."
"Understood, supervisor. Are you all alright?"
"It's alright, you guys retreat quickly. Bai Ye is expected to launch an attack in half a minute."
After putting down the communication device, X looked at Adam, who remained silent, seemingly lost in thought.
"If this is her wish..."
Adam's last words were drowned out by the muffled sound of the black breath from the monster's mouth; most likely, Red Wound's ribbon-like black hole breath struck White Night, who was charging up.
The red light around Bai Ye intensified, treating the black hole, which was capable of destroying everything, as nothing. His five pairs of wings continued to flutter slightly, and his ruby-like eyes were fixed on the burning behemoth.
Lost lamb, sing my name, and I will give you new life.
As the halo expanded, the two at the center of the storm heard a crisp cracking sound. The clustered crown on Bai Ye's head began to crumble piece by piece, revealing the angelic golden halo beneath.
Adam closed his eyes slightly, and White Night also closed his eyes, concealing the crimson. The 666 on the golden collar quietly changed into three hearts, and He reverted to the plague healer.
The magical beast high in the sky also began to shrink rapidly, gradually coalescing into a person. Verlaine, with his long golden hair flowing down, looked at his hands, which had returned to human form, as if waking from a dream. He fell from the sky as if exhausted. A halo with a gold background and a red cross floated behind his head. He had been baptized.
Lily, the White Night, also fell. He seemed to have fallen into a deep sleep, plummeting straight down. Unlike the Apostle trainees who fell to the ground with a thud, he hovered above the ground, untouched by a speck of dust.
Quite abruptly, the Twisted War A-Class Abnormality ended, and the story shifted to the Apostle Reserve and his Z-Class Savior.
His face had turned much paler, and he chuckled like Adam after working overtime for a month straight: "Mere distortion, I..."
The third person to fall appeared. Adam's vision went black and he slumped over. X pulled him back, preventing him from following in Verlaine's footsteps.
Adam, urgently withdraw a twist.
*
Looking at the light reappearing in the distance and the gradually dissipating dark clouds, the group made a quick plan A, B, and C, but none of them were needed and the problem was solved.
Unbeknownst to anyone, in an inconspicuous corner, a silver-haired woman covered in blood had appeared.
Curaçao had just escaped from the makeshift cell of Nails and Hammers when she tripped and fell here. This was clearly not that horrific place filled with madmen anymore. Although she didn't know how she had escaped, but...
She quietly retreated, intending to make her escape while everyone's attention was focused on gazing into the distance.
"Oh, I don't recognize this lady. Are you a new member who joined the Port Mafia while I was away?"
The blindfolded boy tilted his head and looked at the unfamiliar woman, asking the intelligence officer wearing round-framed glasses a question.
Ango Sakaguchi sized up Curaçao for a moment: "I haven't seen this lady before."
"Eh—" the boy drawled, his strange, bright yellow eyes still darting around. He circled Curaçao, seemingly surprised. "You're badly injured. Aren't you sure you're okay if you don't treat your wounds?"
The Port Mafia, Curaçao thought to herself. She knew this was the place where English whisky had once been. Was she back?
No, thinking of Sinclair's ruthless attempt to finish her off, Curaçao was unsure. What if this Port Mafia member was just like Sinclair?
"I want to see Mr. Dante."
She had heard someone call the golden-eyed man that in the alley before, and if it were still that place, that name would definitely be useful.
Unexpectedly, the two people in front of him didn't react at all. Instead, the foreigner behind him stuck his head out first: "You're looking for the manager?"
He squeezed out of the crowd, and Curaçao could then see that the short man with stubble on his face had one hand that resembled an insect.
A person with superpowers?
Rimbaud was explaining the White Nights to Verlaine and Camus when he heard a familiar name: Dante? The Italian one?
He then saw Gregor walk past first. This was a new employee brought back by the supervisor. He assumed that Gregor also knew that person, so he ignored him.
Soon, X's instructions came again, and he missed the chance to learn the supervisor's second name.
X felt surrounded by the white night. Verlaine had already woken up and was sitting on the ground in a disheveled manner, contemplating life. The ornament called Blessing was shining brightly behind his head, making his light golden hair sparkle.
Lily the White Night also flapped her wings, because in this form she would not break through containment, and she had regressed to the Plague Doctor and was now questioning the existence of the Abnormal Being.
Adam was talking to Carmen, and they were sharing their team voice chat, which X could hear clearly.
After finishing her philosophy session, Lily from the White Night started talking as well, making it quite noisy.
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