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Chapter 29

Zhongyuan Zhongya never dreams, but there is a situation that will give him a dream-like feeling.

That's when you gradually lose your reason and control after turning on the filth, and destroy everything around you by relying only on your instincts.

At this time, his thoughts would fall into a subtle and indescribable chaos, but he could vaguely feel the pain of his body being torn apart by terrifying energy and the slight chaos in the outside world.

Zhongyuan Zhong also felt that this might be the same as other people's dreams.

The only difference is that Nakahara Chuuya's dream will really cause huge damage to the surroundings. If he doesn't stop it, he will only die in the end.

The only one who can stop him is that one person.

That guy...

In the chaos of endless pain, someone suddenly grabbed his wrist.

The touch of that hand was so distinct and familiar that it instantly grabbed him through the wall of the world and directly brought his consciousness back to the real world.

Nakahara Chuya's blue eyes slowly returned to his senses, control of his body returned to his hands, and everything in the outside world became clear again.

Just like every time before, there were ruins everywhere that were badly damaged. Just like every time before, a certain person was standing in the ruins, holding his hand and showing a serious expression.

It wasn't until he saw that he had regained his senses that he showed a helpless and frivolous smile.

Nakahara Chuuya directly raised his other hand and punched him in the chest: "Asshole Dazai, you're too late..."

But the orange-haired young man covered in blood was almost at his limit at this time, and that punch In the end, he just lightly touched the opponent's chest, and he lost his balance and fell forward.

Dazai Osamu stretched out his hand to catch him: "Stop complaining, I came quickly enough. I just rushed over as soon as I finished handling the things over there." Otherwise, he might actually have the leisure and peace of mind

. Let’s talk to Fyodor.

Zhongyuan Zhongya leaned in his arms, disgusted and furious at the indescribable sense of security he felt instantly, and immediately struggled to stand up on his own.

"Okay, don't move." Osamu Dazai supported him and sat against the wall, without letting go of his wrist. "The thick fog hasn't dissipated yet. It's best for you to leave me in your current state."

" Wait? Why? Didn't I defeat that dragon?" Nakahara Chuya frowned, as if he was about to get up and continue fighting.

"You didn't smash the skull in the core, did you?" Osamu Dazai pushed him back.

Nakahara Chuuya was stunned: "I didn't see any skulls?"

Dazai Osamu shrugged: "Don't worry, this is also what I expected. Our work is over, Chuuya, you can rest assured."

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