When can the vests have a tea party?

It was a dusk with a cool temperature, and a war broke out suddenly when people were still ignorant.

On the bustling streets of Shinjuku, Tokyo, huge and ugly curse spirits that ordinary people can't see are clinging to the tall buildings. In the densely packed compound eyes, there are pupils like thin threads, pacing the crowd back and forth.

Yidizhi Jiegao looked at the dozens of curse spirits shuttling through the crowd in front of him in cold sweat, and quickly dialed the number of "window", requesting to call the magician to come to support.

Even though he has been in the industry for many years, he has never encountered a riot of curse spirits.With such a scale and quantity, there must be someone behind it.

Ordinary people fled in all directions under the fear of the unknown because of the attack of the curse spirit.In the blink of an eye, the bustling commercial street turned into a hell on earth filled with panic and screams.

Under special circumstances that are life-threatening, even ordinary people can see the spell spirits that only magicians can see clearly.

"Monster..." Half of his body was swallowed by a curse spirit that looked like an octopus. The man in the suit showed a look of extreme fear, and beat its jaw desperately, trying to avoid the fate of being swallowed.

A vacuum was formed around him, and the existence of the monster made everyone subconsciously avoid it.

The middle school student, who was still wearing the school uniform, was shivering, but he still held the paper bag tightly in his hand, trying to rescue it from the shriveled magic spirit whose skin surface looked like a honeycomb.

"I've waited for a long time to buy the limited edition figure." He wanted to cry but was unwilling to give up for a long time, but he still let go of the corrosive slime gushing out of the other party as if boiling.

A fashionable female white-collar worker was pushed by the crowd while running, fell to the ground, and was entangled by a curse in the blink of an eye. The curse, like a praying mantis, cut off the woman's arm in the blink of an eye, causing her There was a scream.The woman who lost the ability to resist struggled, her clothes were stained red with blood.

"For the sake of righteousness, there must always be some unavoidable sacrifices." The man with half-rounded hair and cassocks stood on the top floor of the Panxing Sect, with compassion in his raised eyebrows and eyes.

Mimiko and Nanako stood on the street, looked at each other, and thought of the teachings of the leader like "father".

Their peaceful appearance is incompatible with the fleeing crowd, and they are even more indifferent to the wailing of ordinary people.The childhood experience made the girls unable to express any affection for ordinary people, and there were only a few companions who could occupy a position in the hearts of the two.

"Let's have a big fight together."

——They cast spells on ordinary people.

Tokyo Metropolitan College received the information, and sent first-year students Maki, Gouju, and Panda to the streets of Shinjuku to exorcise the curse.At the same time, the staff at the window also took their positions to evacuate the crowd.

In order to avoid expanding the influence, Yizhi Jiegao and other people in the "window" raised dark red tents all over Shinjuku to limit the range of activities of the curse spirit and prohibit ordinary people from entering.

The three of them have cooperated tacitly during their long-term relationship, and they are even more handy in expelling low-level curse spirits. However, Shinjuku is at dusk and night, when the crowds are the largest, and ordinary people are panicked by the attacks of curse spirits.Only Maki and a few people rescued them, and they still felt tremendous pressure.

"How long will it take for Yi Gu to come?" Zenyuan Maki cut the curse spirit in front of him, and then kicked it away.

"I don't know, I couldn't get through the phone." The panda landed on all fours, confronting the cumbersome curse spirit that jumped down from above, and its sharp claws left marks on its body.

After breaking the curse spirit, the panda turned around, only to find that the dog Juanji was standing in front of the two girls, looking as if he was facing a formidable enemy, and behind him was a middle-aged man who scrambled away.

What is more eye-catching are the auxiliary supervisors and ordinary people who were hung by their necks with hemp ropes and hung on the signboards at the entrance of Shinjuku. Their eyeballs protruded abnormally, and their faces turned purple due to lack of oxygen.

Seeing this, Zenyuan Maki hurriedly jumped up, and with a wave of the sharp magic tool, those who were hung fell to the ground one after another, lowered their heads and coughed violently.

While directing these people to retreat, she and the dog curly spine blocked the two girls whose origins were unknown.

"Cursed Master?" Zenin Maki, who had a high ponytail, pushed her glasses and looked at Nanako and Mimiko carefully.It looks like an ordinary JK on the outside, but the shots are so ruthless.The original school badge on the left chest was taken off by the two, making it impossible for her to distinguish their schools.

"Give us back Nao-san." The black-haired Mimiko showed resentment, and tightly held the weird doll in her hand that was wrapped around the neck by the hemp rope.

"If it wasn't for you, she wouldn't have left us." Nanako, who was wearing a light top, raised her mobile phone and looked at the screen of her mobile phone seriously. The dog curly spine happened to be framed into the center of the camera's range by her.

The boy froze for a moment because of the other party's words, and looked at her in a daze when she wanted to take pictures. When the camera clicked, the sudden sense of crisis made him quickly move aside. During this period of training, The teenager's physical fitness has been greatly improved, and only half of his sleeves are in the mirror, making a tearing sound.

"What's the relationship between you and Nao?" Zenyuan Maki and Gou Makiji asked the two girls who were full of doubts.

Nao, who was taken away by the curse spirit, is the most difficult wound for all the first-year students. The two girls' incitement to blame them interrupted Chanyuan Maki's hostility towards them.

On the other side, the panda is still trying to exterminate the numerous curse spirits around it.

"People like you can't understand the friendship between us." Nanako said, "You who took away sister Nao, I hate you the most."

She activated the doll in her hand.

"It seems that there is no way to communicate at all." Chanyuan Maki said with a frown while cutting the hemp rope that surrounded her and the dog with a magic tool.

"Salmon." The boy with short blond hair nodded in agreement, and at the same time tore open the high neckline, and shouted at the ropes, "Shatter!"

"Sister Nao was imprisoned in the high school of conjuration by you hateful conjurers, right?" Mimiko and Nanako cooperated tacitly, and Sora asked at this time.

Zenyuan Maki paused in the movement of waving the magic tool, and subconsciously looked at the dog curly spine.

"... Muyuhua." said the dog Curly Thorn.

"I don't understand what you're talking about." Nanako and Mimiko both turned cold, "But it doesn't matter, as long as we defeat you, we don't have to worry about the high school."

Zenyuan Zhenxi's complexion changed immediately: "What did you do in the college?"

"No comment."

Although the "tent" was put down as soon as possible, the movement here still attracted the attention of many people.

Among the fleeing crowd, the two youths who were retrograde were very obvious.Their long hair is pulled into similar buns, and they wear casual clothes, but they all carry long boxes on their backs.

Ji Guoyansheng tugged at the cuffs of his jacket, and said, "No matter how long it's been, I'm still not used to this kind of dress."

"This is Miss Zhushi's kindness." Ji Guoyuan said, looking far away at the dark red tent that descended like an eggshell, "Are you sure that the operation will start today?"

"That's right." The black-haired young man nodded, "The Panxing Cult has already decided to carry out sabotage activities today. With the character of Suo Su, they will definitely not let go of this opportunity to fish in troubled waters."

"...a curse fetus has passed." Ji Guoyuan raised his head slightly, "That form should be a curse spirit produced by human beings' fear of the ocean."

"Let's go there as soon as possible." Ji Guoyansheng said, "Those ordinary magicians are not its opponents."

Kyoto.

The man in cassock stood in front of the building where the high-level conjurers often gather, and listened calmly to the screams coming from inside, interspersed with the hurried sound of using spells hastily.

There are indeed conjurers stationed outside, but their strength is not satisfactory, the highest is no more than level two.The troops led by Gide have extremely high combat literacy and sneaked in easily.

Those old people who hold great power have been at the top for a long time, and even the attacks of ordinary people cannot resist.The bullet ends their life before they can cast their spell.

However, the characteristics of these monkeys who are greedy for life and fear of death also determine that they will also retain some killers to save their lives.

I don't know who, holding a trembling, wrinkled hand, dialed the distress signal.

"Call Wutiao Satoru..." He gave the order sternly and sternly, but he vomited blood uncontrollably in the middle of the sentence.

The tentacles belonging to the curse spirit pierced through the middle of his chest, and then pulled out lightly, and more red liquid spewed out of the bowl-sized hole.

"I seem to have heard a familiar name." Xia Youjie walked in, stepped over the blood-stained threshold, with an appearance of strolling in the courtyard, "After all these years, you really haven't made any progress."

Seeing his appearance, the upper echelons of the magic world instantly understood the situation.

"It turned out to be Xia Youjie, a special curse master who escaped..." A certain bald old man's face turned pale.

"That's right," the dark-haired man admitted his identity frankly, "It turns out that a smooth transition is far less useful than violence."

For ten years, Xia Youjie has been working hard to develop the Panxing Sect and gather many curse masters.The long-term teaching business has developed a wide range of contacts, and money is flowing into Panxingjiao continuously like flowing water.

However, wealth does not represent power.

As much as these old oranges want to live, they are greedy for power.Their power is deeply ingrained, and they firmly hold the underground lifeline of this country, and they are not willing to give any more oil and water to the emerging Pan Xing Sect.

After a full ten years, only a very small number of people have been infiltrated into the upper echelon of spells.

"It's too slow." Xia Youjie said, "Since you don't want to take the initiative to vacate your seat, you might as well kill them all."

Around him also released several first-level spell spirits, flocking to those high-ranking people who would usually just shrink back and give orders.At this time, the high-ranking old men in the past no longer cared about their so-called dignity, begging for mercy one after another, and promised many benefits as "sincerity".

The old man who was the first to propose listing Xia Youjie as a defector was confessed by everyone. He knelt on the ground in disgrace, grabbed the young man's sleeve and begged for forgiveness.

"Tch." Xia Youjie glanced at him indifferently, and the spell in his hand directly bounced the man away, and the man bumped straight into the pillar next to him, and passed out immediately.

The young man with the ball hair didn't even look at him, but slowly brushed off the non-existent dust on his sleeves, as if he disliked the man for soiling his clothes.

The high-level people who originally held important positions were chased by the curse spirit and fled around, and they were shot coldly by Gide's troops from time to time.For a while, it was unclear whether it was the curse spirit or these old people who were uglier.

Xia Youjie was unmoved by the deaths of these people, and even raised the corners of his mouth happily because of the smooth execution of the plan.

"Retreat directly after the mission is over, and proceed to the next step as planned." He said to the original mimic members and some of the cursers who followed.

"Jie, stop." In the chaos, the black-haired young man suddenly heard the familiar yet unfamiliar voice of his former best friend behind him.

Xia Youjie's originally stretched eyebrows darkened, and the corners of his mouth that were originally raised suddenly turned down.

"Oh, it's too bad, it turned out to be the strongest in the magic world." The young man narrowed his fox eyes, and said with a strange air.