Persona, I am the villain and I can do whatever I want

He took out his newly bought ice silk summer clothes and put on two layers of sun protection clothing on the outside.

Next, he applied a high-protection sunscreen to the exposed skin.

When everything was ready, he entered the impression space and took out an electric car.

With a full set of heat-fighting supplies, he took out his phone and opened the Different World APP.

The last navigation information was displayed on the screen. He tapped it lightly and everything in front of him became blurry.

When the vision became clear again, Mitsui Tsubasa was already in the endless desert.

The hot air rushed into his mouth and nose, making his throat instantly dry and unbearable.

He quickly built a simple car-mounted awning using a parasol and plastic sheeting, and only after sitting in it did he feel the heat subside a little.

He tried to start the electric car to make sure it could barely move in the desert.

Then, he slowly explored outwards with the entry point as the center.

Every once in a while, he has to stop to replenish water and cool down the electric car.

The perceived temperature in the desert was as high as 50 degrees. If his body had not been strengthened, he would have suffered from heatstroke.

After searching intermittently for more than an hour, Mitsui Tsubasa finally got something.

There were deep drag marks on the ground ahead, obviously left by a caravan dragging heavy cargo.

He breathed a sigh of relief, and his cracked lips curled up slightly.

This trip made him deeply realize the harshness of the desert, and he vowed that he would never want to come to such a hellhole again in his life.

Follow the traces all the way.

It was quiet all around, except for the occasional sound of wind and the hum of electric cars, as if the whole world had fallen into silence.

There is no sign of life in the desert, only some dried plants and animal skeletons, silently telling the desolation and cruelty of this land.

The scorching air distorted his vision. He hurried on in silence for a long time, until he inadvertently raised his head and found the outline of the city in the distance.

The city architecture in the desert is unique and has a spectacular and mysterious atmosphere.

However, fatigue and the heat made him unable to appreciate the view and he just wanted to find his destination as soon as possible.

He stood on a sand dune not far from the city and looked around.

The glittering building in the distance caught his attention. Although the details were unclear due to the distance, it was indeed the outline of a pyramid.

The palace of Sakura Futaba is not far away from him!

This discovery seemed to give him a shot of adrenaline, rekindling his enthusiasm.

While recalling the plot, Mitsui Tsubasa carefully observed the city in front of him.

This city appeared in the plot, and Shadow transformed into a thief and stole Futaba's palace map.

Now that he's here, he might as well take the map back.

He threw away the empty drink bottle and adjusted the position of the boy's knife.

Although fighting was not part of his original plan, after going through all the hardships along the way, he really wanted to cut something to vent his anger.

With a fierce light in his eyes, he drove towards the ancient desert city.

Chapter 85: Desert "Ancient City"

Mitsui Tsubasa felt a little strange when he walked into the city.

On both sides of the narrow streets, the deserted small shops and the colorful billboards complement each other.

This place gave him a sense of déjà vu, as if he had arrived at some familiar place.

He looked around carefully, his eyes suddenly fixed, and he suddenly realized:

This place really looks like Shikenjaya!

It just has a more vicissitudes of life feeling, and there is an ancient city wall surrounding it.

He walked into a few random shops, but found nothing inside except some empty shelves.

Maybe Futaba has never been to such a place in real life, so there is not enough material.

The small town was so quiet that it was frightening. He wandered around but didn't see a single person.

At this moment, he suddenly became alert and turned around to look.

On the empty street behind me, only gravel was rolling in the wind.

Mitsui Tsubasa hesitated for a moment and continued moving forward.

Although he found nothing, he was sure that someone was watching him.

He slowed down his pace and deliberately moved through the intricate alleys.

That gaze followed him like a shadow.

When he came to a dead end, the owner of the gaze finally couldn't hold back and walked out with brisk steps.

Mitsui Tsubasa turned around and saw a "thief" wearing traditional Arab clothes and holding a scimitar standing in the distance.

It also has a weird looking mask on its face.

"Hey, bro, looking for something?"

The thief approached with malicious intent, blocking his way.

Mitsui Yi remained calm and secretly happy.

It's true that you can't find anything without wearing iron shoes, and it doesn't take any effort to get it.

He was about to respond, but suddenly froze.

Wait... this shadow can actually talk!

He paused slightly as he was about to draw his sword, and decided to try to negotiate with the other party first.

"I'm looking for information about the nearby pyramid. Do you have any clues?"

"Pyramid?" The thief glanced in that direction subconsciously, then nodded thoughtfully, "What? So we are in the same industry."

As it spoke, it actually took two steps back, and its hostility seemed to have eased a lot.

"Since we're in the same business, forget it. I was hoping to make some money here."

The thief turned around and prepared to leave, but Mitsui Tsubasa had no intention of letting him go.

He quickly raised his hand and shot out a jet of black flame.

The flames did not shoot directly at the thief, but instead slammed heavily into the wall at the entrance of the alley, blocking the thief's retreat.

The thief was startled by the dark flames and nervously swung his scimitar in defense.

"Hey, what do you mean? Are you trying to rob your fellow thieves?"

Mitsui Tsubasa did not answer its question, but slowly approached.

"Hand over what you stole from the pyramid."

The thief looked at him blankly.

"The pyramid...ah, you misunderstood. It hasn't been built yet. I haven't had a chance to steal anything yet."

"After the burial objects are put in, we can team up to rob the tomb together, okay? Please let me go this time."

The thief tried to ease the atmosphere, but Mitsui Tsubasa obviously did not intend to accept its proposal.

"Team up?"

Mitsui Tsubasa's expression suddenly turned cold and he looked at it with disdain.

"You do not deserve!"

Along with the cold words, a sharp sword light appeared.

In a flash, the thief's open mouth suddenly stopped, and half of the mask and its head slid to the ground, rolling a few times before coming to a standstill.

"what……!"

A painful wail came out of its throat, and it exploded with a bang, leaving a pool of red and black mud in its place.

The mud squirmed and struggled to reorganize into a tall and burly ghost.

The red skin is as bright as blood, there is a long sharp horn on the head, fangs are exposed in the mouth, and the blue pupils are flashing a cold light.

This is the monster in Japanese legend - "oni".

While he was unconscious, Mitsui Tsubasa quickly opened the Complete Book of Personalities and looked up information about this shadow.

Ghost... Level 20, pure physical attack shadow, resistant to physical attacks and shooting.

This was undoubtedly the strongest shadow he had encountered so far.

However, it pales in comparison to the Garuda in the original work.

From this point of view, Futaba's current mental state may be much better than in the original work.

Before he could think too much, the ghost woke up from his coma.

It roared, waving its long sword and rushed towards Mitsui Tsubasa with an astonishing momentum.

But Mitsui Tsubasa did not dodge. He planned to test the strength of this shadow head-on.

The Tongzi Sword in his hand flipped and flew, successfully blocking the ghost's fierce attack three times in a row.

Although the ghost was tall, he was forced back several meters by the recoil force.

Mitsui Tsubasa was certain in his heart that this shadow's power seemed to be much lower than his own.

In that case, let’s fight it out quickly!

The flames of the heart ignited around Mitsui Tsubasa along with the dazzling light.

Accumulate strength.

Thoughtlessness is born.

A sword light as cold as the moon flashed by.

The ghost howled miserably as a huge wound appeared in the middle of its body, almost splitting it in half.

It had physical resistance, so the sword failed to kill it.

But this is by no means a good thing. On the contrary, a pitch-black flame is burning on the wound.

The black mist was burned up by the flames before it could even escape.

The ghost rolled on the ground and wailed, but was unable to escape the burning flames in his heart.

Its movements became slower and slower, and its breath gradually became weaker.

Feeling that the time was ripe, Mitsui Tsubasa walked in front of the ghost and retracted the flame.

"Hand over everything you have, and I'll spare your life!"

The ghost lay on the ground, looking at him weakly with a miserable smile on his face.

"The robber robbed the thief. What kind of world is this... And didn't I tell you that I haven't stolen anything yet?"

Its voice was faint and powerless.

Mitsui Tsubasa was stunned. He didn't expect that the ghost was telling the truth.

As a result, the map of the palace that he originally intended to obtain was lost.

He thought about it for a moment and decided to change his strategy.

"Then you should submit to me and become my subordinate."

However, the ghost kept shaking his head with a look of resistance.

"No, I cannot obey a leader whose prestige is lower than mine."

After it finished speaking, it tilted its head and closed its eyes.

"You can kill me or chop me up as you wish. If you want me to..."