In the previous battle, Ryo Ashiya saw it.

Huang Maojun, or "Yamaguchi Dagui", always has a line of rationality that belongs to him.

Whether it was the pause when facing his parents or the occasional struggles flashed on his face, it all showed that the personality of Huangmaojun had not been completely erased.

There is still a last bit of thought left.

However, the phantom of the black red shore flower seemed to have the power to control people's hearts and was always exerting influence on him.

Compared with it, the remaining consciousness is like a faint candlelight, swaying in the cold wind and may be completely extinguished at any time.

Fortunately, nowadays, the black evil tiger is fighting with the other side of the river.

It has no time to control Yamaguchi's mind for the time being, so it gives Ryu Ashiya a chance.

When he saw Yamaguchi Daiki reacting, Ashiya Ryo: "Do you still remember who you are?"

"I am......"

The man's face was even more painful and he murmured hoarsely.

"......who I am?"

That name!

Only it cannot be forgotten!

Only it must be remembered!

The man thought in pain, in the messy mud, in the memories full of trauma and pain.

Whenever he touches deeper memories, a true pain will come.

"I'm...Yamaguchi Daiki."

The moment he remembered his name, the pattern of the other side of the flower pattern made of wounds behind him lit up again with a strange fluorescence.

"Dagui? Are you Dagui?"

Not far away, the panicked couple said in surprise.

Hearing Huang Maojun's self-talk and some inconspicuous appearance characteristics, they finally recognized his identity.

This is not that the parents were too indifferent and ruthless, but they could not have thought that the eldest son, who had become wanted criminals and was on the extremely evil path, would suddenly break into the house in this way.

He is over 2.5 meters tall and his muscles protrude like granite.

His face was hideous and terrifying.

The arms are no longer the state that humans should have.

It was really difficult for the couple to associate this with their son.

"Great expensive!"

The middle-aged woman's emotions collapsed in an instant.

"I'm wrong, we're wrong."

"I shouldn't treat you so strictly, I think that's for your own good..."

The mother wanted to reach out and touch her son's body.

She couldn't imagine what cruel experience her son had experienced before he became what he was now.

The so-called "adopted son" rumors do not matter whether they are true or false.

In fact, this couple never forgot Yamaguchi and still regard him as their son.

‘Kill them! Kill them all!’

Yamaguchi Daiki's face struggle became stronger and stronger.

In my heart, the voice laughed sharply.

‘Don’t believe their words! Have you forgotten how they used to treat you?’

‘The toys, shoes, and gifts that should belong to you are all taken away by your greedy brother! Don’t forget why you escaped from this home and why you chose to become a great master.’

‘They are just a bunch of liars!’

The intrigue sound is like a demon's whisper.

The unpleasant and unpleasant memories of the past emerged one after another.

Yamaguchi's heart was filled with murderous intent and his eyes were bloodshot.

Reason is about to be occupied by hatred and murderous intent again.

"Don't bewitched by it, Huangmao Jun!"

Ryo Ashiya shouted.

The evil tiger rushed out again and bit the shadow of the strange mandala flower.

In the entanglement with the tentacles, the evil tiger was covered in bruises and his eyes were not as bright as before.

But it is still fighting firmly.

It’s not that Ashiya Ryo didn’t want to go up and give Yamaguchi a fatal blow, but that he is now exhausted and cannot launch an effective attack. The “preview seal” in his eyes has not been completely generated.

He needs some time.

If you attack rashly, the reason that the yellow-haired finally awakened may completely dissipate.

"I know, you must be in pain now, and you must not want to be what you are now."

Ryo Ashiya said to Yamaguchi Daiki.

"The word 'kill' you engraved on the scene is probably not only to express your murderous intent, but also to... someone can kill you and free you from this tormented dilemma!"

The battle took place in the house was short-lived.

But in such a short and fierce confrontation, Ryo Ashiya deeply felt the pain of Huangmao Jun with his body.

The collision between fists and muscles is the communication between the body.

You can understand without words.

He seemed to be in a sea of ​​swords and fire, and the more he moved forward, the more he felt, the more painful he felt.

But he could only be like a puppet carrying a string, being led step by step, killing innocent civilians and falling into a deep and dark hell.

Yamaguchi Dagui was trembling violently and his eyes were even redder even more violently.

These words were like a sharp sword that pierced into his heart.

Why doesn’t Yamaguchi want to get rid of this controlled and crazy situation?

But with his own strength, every time he wants to resist, he has to endure countless tortures in his memories, and that voice will take advantage of the situation—

‘As long as you don’t think about anything and leave everything to me, you will never suffer again.’

Thus continuing to sink into that illusory calm.

But he himself understood that such "calmness" would only make him continue to fall towards hell and bear deep sins.

Yamaguchi Daiki has been longing for it.

The desire for someone to appear can help him get relief.

The word "kill" on the door panel has not been finished.

【Kill me!】

This is what he really wants to express.

"So, I'm here!"

Ryo Ashiya took a deep breath and took a step forward, his eyes shining brightly in the night.

"Since you have fallen into the Avici Hell, I will cut off your pain and sin!"

"Help you... be completely free."

A bright moonlight shone into the room from the window at this time, just illuminating the boy's face.

It was as if he was the only light in this darkness.

This scene made Shibayashi, who was seriously injured next to him, shocked and impressed by his awesome temperament.

There is a feeling of "what the heart wants".

Compared to the sonorous momentum and loud words, a handsome face is irrelevant at this moment.

Shibayaji had an inexplicable impulse.

——This is what I want to be!

——This is the person I should follow!

The shadow of the black mandala flower wraps Yamaguchi Daiki, and doesn't even care about the biting of the evil tiger.

It used its own power to control the mind in a crazy way, trying to regain control of this body, or turn it into a killing machine.
To be continued...