sinovels Chapter 26 The first knife
Chapter 26 The first knife
【Once bitten, twice shy. 】
Sanada Shinzo stared at the dense night of Hosu City.
The night is dark and brightly lit, silent and noisy, gentle and cruel.
The hero killer jumps down from a high place, the cold farewell quietly sneaks into the city where he is having fun, the lone wolf is covered with moonlight, stepping on the night dew, approaching the prey who loses vigilance in the dream in the dark, the haze of misfortune descends unsuspecting .
He stared at the back of the killer who was quickly away, and watched him deftly disappear into the dark alley, gifting death and misfortune to others.
His body was in pain, very painful, his calf fracture was painful and numb, the wound on his shoulder was bleeding again, his neck was pinched, the supply of oxygen was intermittent, and his newly injured knee was screaming for pain.
Why on earth did it become like this?He recalled blankly in pain and exhaustion.
Ah yes, it all started with that fire.He was confused by the fire in his dream, and then he was captured by the enemy, taken away, injured, instigated and abetted.
When he woke up for the first time, the wound on the palm of his hand that was stabbed by a sharp weapon had been carefully bandaged, and the purple fingerprints left on his neck had also been medicated. He was lying on a soft fabric sofa, When he opened his eyes, what he saw was the dead handle wooden hanging sitting opposite.
"You're awake." He heard the young man with light blue hair say this, but his consciousness fainted from suffocation failed to respond immediately.
"Ah." At that moment, he didn't know who was sitting opposite him, and he didn't know the danger now. He just subconsciously answered his usual answer, and his thoughts were still stuck in the fire and suffocation in that dream. Seeing colorful visions.
"How do you feel?" He heard Niigaragi ask, and saw him stretch out his hand to help him up, his cold and rough fingers touched the warm skin, and the chill from it made him wake up for a moment.
"Slap." He knocked off Dead Karaki's hand, and sat up staggering and panting, the gauze on the palm of his hand oozing blood.
"Purpose." Sanada Shinzo asked.
"No purpose, I just feel that you are more suitable to stay here than the trash like a hero." Surprisingly, Shigaraki was not angry, just rubbed the back of his hand and sat back to his original position.
"Huh? Then you really have no eyes and no eyes to pretend to be passionate." Sanada Shinzo sneered, looking at the current environment secretly.
There were only three people in the dark bar, and the personality was the black mist that was transmitted, wiping the glass on the bar counter, the surroundings were very quiet, I don't know the time, but this place should be a remote place.
He didn't have a knife or any other weapons, and his palms were pierced by sharp blades and he couldn't use his strength. The enemy was the most difficult to deal with. People used knives and I used fish. This was really the worst situation.
"Don't think about it, you can't escape." The young man said, "Aren't you willing to face up to your own nature now?" His tone was full of helplessness, but he didn't feel disappointed.
"Nature? What nature."
"The nature of destruction, the laws and morals of this world can't make your knife budge, you don't take all this seriously, do you?" The young man stared at him in the dark with his scarlet eyes, his voice was hoarse and full of emotion. With a strange tone, "Then why do you have to wrong yourself?"
"Did you make a mistake?" The young man seemed to hear some interesting remarks, and couldn't help showing a sarcastic smile on his face, "Even if I don't care about those moral laws, it doesn't mean that I am evil! Although I would Kill the enemy without hesitation, but the one who is killed by me must also be the one who should be killed, for example..."
"You guys!" The white light of the knife lit up, which was extraordinarily dazzling in the dark environment. Siganmu couldn't help crossing his arms to protect his head. His eyes were so stimulated by the white light of the knife that he couldn't open his eyes. Push him off into the wall.
"Black mist!" Niigaragi shouted, at the same time Sanada Shinzo took the opportunity to run to the door and slammed into the door hard.
A black vortex suddenly appeared on the door, and Sanada Shinzo, who had no time to react, had to crash into the darkness by himself, and then fell in the corner farthest from the door.
"It's really disobedient." Shigaraki stood up, stretched out his hand, his pale hand reached into the black vortex, and then appeared from the eyes of the black-haired boy, covering his neck, and at the same time several sharp spears The knife also appeared from the black mist, piercing through his shoulder suddenly, blocking his resistance.
The hand with protruding bones exerted force and easily lifted the black-haired boy by his neck, and the pain of suffocation enveloped him again.
"Disobedient children will be punished." Said Ikugaraki, striding towards Sanada Shinzo, watching the boy with only his toes barely touching the ground struggling against the neck with his injured hands hands, with a long mouth and gasping for oxygen.
He stretched out his hand and picked up a baseball bat from the side. The metal baseball bat was dragged on the ground, making a harsh rubbing sound. The devil from hell smiled and walked slowly towards him.
"Bang!" He swung the baseball bat, and the metal collided with the boy's calf and made a dull sound. The boy's low exclamation was covered up in mid-air, and only his body trembling unconsciously, his tensed back and the deep sinking into the dead body could be seen. Nails for Karagi arms.
The sudden pain made the brain, already sluggish due to lack of oxygen, too late to react, and could only let the body tremble clumsily and uselessly.
Dead handle wood let go, allowing the boy to fall from mid-air, fell heavily on the floor, panting, trembling and supporting himself to get up, the blood slid down the wound on the shoulder, fell on the floor along the arm, and penetrated into the wood In the texture, and then disappeared in the wet soil, turning into fishy and wet nourishment.
"Study well? Don't run away?" The evil ghost stood aside and looked down at him, with red eyes full of malice in the shadows, expecting his resistance and abuse.
"Ha...you, do you have this ability?" But he couldn't give in, couldn't beg for mercy, and couldn't face the evil spirits.
"Ah, ah, don't be like this, Shinzo." Shigaraki squatted down, reached out and grabbed the boy's head, and inserted his fingers into the soft black hair.
"Bang." He grabbed the boy's head and slammed it on the wooden floor, making a heavy impact sound between the skull and the wood.
"Bang, bang, bang." The heavy voice echoed in the quiet and dark corner, other than that, there was a terrifying silence all around, and only occasionally the boy's suppressed moan could be heard.
"Don't run away, be obedient, I told you to be good, why are you so awkward... Wouldn't it be better to get acquainted earlier? I told you to listen to me, listen to me, why do you want to run away? Look, now Make yourself look like this..."
"That's enough, Siganmu!" Heiwu said, stopping the maniac young man who murmured softly while smashing the boy's head to the floor forcefully.
"Ah." The young man seemed to have just recovered, and let go abruptly. The young man's head fell to the floor again, but he reached out to catch it in the end.
Shikura Muhang stretched out his hand, and the blood of Sanada Shinzo was sticky on his hand, which was sticky, slippery, and dark red.He reached out and brushed aside the boy's messy hair, only to find that his face was already covered in blood.
"Sorry," he apologized in a low voice, "but don't run away anymore." He stroked the boy's wound, blood slipped down his hand and into his sleeve.
But Sanada Shinzo, who fell into a coma, didn't know it. He only knew that when he woke up, he was chained in a corner.The sharp blade on the shoulder was pulled out, the wound had scabbed over and stopped bleeding, and the bone in the left calf should have been corrected, but there was no other treatment.
Not bad, he laughed self-deprecatingly, at least he wouldn't die here because of blood loss.
He curled up in a dark corner, enduring the pain in his body alone.He felt cold, wet and cold, and the cold rose along the walls and up his spine, eroding his hands and feet, making them tremble, freezing blood, restricting freedom, and giving him long-lost despair.
Sanada Shinzo understood that the resistance just now was the worst choice. He should pretend to give in and wait for the opportunity instead of being reckless and causing such a bad situation.
But he couldn't do it. The fear of being found by the evil spirit made him know what to do, but he still chose to run away impulsively in fear. He was like a frightened and sensitive lamb. Instinct drove him to flee.
It's really embarrassing, such a panicked self.
What a coward, such a fearful self.
It's ridiculous, such a bad self.
Sanada Shinzo stared at the night in Hosu City, looking at the bustling streets and dark alleys, those pedestrians as small as ants coming and going, and the evening wind brought joy and gunpowder smoke.
He saw the explosion in the center of the city in the distance, the smoke and flames roared up with a huge explosion, it was the revelation of disaster, the chaos of the crowd, trampling, shouting, crying, catastrophe, death, blood, corpses , Everything was caught in his eyes.
It's ugly.he thought.
The thick smoke covered the flames, and the black gray smoke rose and spread, and the choking smell was tinged with ash and poisonous gas.
Too ugly, only chaos and panic, only blood and death, only destruction and disaster.This kind of flame that can only be destroyed is really ugly, the ugly dare not show up, only dare to send smoke to be arrogant and domineering.
It is meaningless destruction, without any hope, without any faith, just plain destruction, which leaves nothing but mourning for the dead.He is like a natural disaster, coming suddenly at a certain moment without warning, and leaving suddenly at a certain moment, disappearing without a trace.He leaves pain, but the pain will not last, he will be remembered, but this memory belongs to the dead, not him, and he can leave nothing behind.
boring.Sanada Nobuzo thought, feeling disappointed and regretful.
This kind of boring destruction, boring showing off, boring waywardness.
He wanted to close his eyes, because everything in front of him was no longer worth watching, and he was already tired of this kind of drama.
but!Suddenly he saw, a flash of fire in the dark alley!Red, gorgeous, clear, flashing in the dark but can cut through the dark fire.Still immature, still young, but with hope and belief in ending everything and starting everything.
Just like the great flood recorded in the Bible, the monstrous waves swallowed all the evils on the earth, and the wandering Noah's Ark was full of seeds of goodness and hope.The flame is the same, it is obviously a destructive high temperature, but it wants to bring hope and protection, and it wants to bring light and civilization.
"It's really beautiful." Sanada Shinzo stared at the dark area where the flames flickered, obsessively recalling the beauty just now.
Like the great fire in the dream, in which evil dies and hope is restored afterward.The undead walking in the sea of fire looked at the struggling people indifferently, some were guilty and some were innocent, some were guilty and some deserved to be innocent.But he just watched indifferently, because his heart had already been captured by the beauty of the post-disaster conception, and his sin had already been burned by the fire.
Who could it be?Sanada Nobuzo thought in his heart, he was eager to know where the flame came from.
Who could it be?He desperately wanted to touch the holy fire again.
Who could it be?He asked in his heart.
Suddenly he shed tears, wet and hot tears poured out of his eyes, across the blood stains on his face, he was full of emotion, because he was able to blurt out the answer.
He stared at the thick night, at the lingering breeze, at the revelation of dawn, and he spoke.
"Frozen."
The author has something to say: the update is late because I went to the copywriting qwq
I plan to dove you for a while because I am working hard to save the manuscript qwq
【Once bitten, twice shy. 】This sentence is used to describe the Sanada pong friend who chooses to be stubborn in this chapter very irrationally.For some reason, I was very repulsed by malice, and I would rather die than return to hell, so I subconsciously chose to resist in fear, and then I was beaten www. Oh my god, it’s a bit miserable to compare Kajiang Sanada...I feel sorry for me Boy friend
Only simple destruction is not enough, after the destruction must be constructed, which is why Stein said that Shikaragi has no beliefs, because he is only pure destruction, not a revolution with beliefs
Although there is no special episode, I think this chapter is enough to shut the mouths of some devils. There is no xxplay but there is beating play! (bushi) And there are many more than the number of words! (so what the hell am I talking about)
The burning fire and the nature that Mr. Shigaraki said are quite important points, please be careful not to look confused at the end 2333
The last thing about changing the Zongman: Although my English cp tends to be Mr. Hong (but Mr. Shigaraki always steals the show), but I should not play with Mr. Hong in the future, because I really can’t write neutral good because of the faction problem. qwq, so it’s better for Sanada to go alone (this is convenient for me to stew all kinds of CP extravaganzas) and sure enough, the guys from the chaotic camp have a better feeling when writing...
By the way, I finally understand why my protagonists are reversed one by one: Chaos Good (Kiritsugu), Chaos Neutral (Shinzo), and Chaos Evil (Kirei) are not reversed, isn't it strange? !
Finally, thanks to KENATE (+1), glutinous rice balls (+3) for the nutrient solution www
Hope you like it!