The spell daily of the departed savior

Jianren Qihai only felt that the world was spinning in an instant, and his vision was shrouded in black.

However, his body, which was suppressed to the point of immobility due to the expansion of the super-level spell realm, immediately felt a powerful and icy force enveloping him in an instant, isolating himself from the malicious spell power.

When Jianren Qihai opened his eyes again to look around, his pupils constricted instantly.

He is already in the realm of super-level curse spirits [Autistic Circle], and countless huge palms with seal gestures appear in every corner of the realm, maintaining a familiar malice towards human beings from curse spirits. The attacking stance was aimed at him.

However, the dark blue airflow tightly enveloped him, making him look out through this flowing "wall", as if looking at the sunlight on the sea surface under the deep sea, the deep blue is quiet and indifferent But with a strange tenderness.

This makes what he sees seem to be coated with a layer of blurred filters, with a strange sense of peace of mind.

And looking along the source of the air flow, you can see the young man in the dark blue kimono quietly standing aside, the thin dark blue air flow peacefully flowing around him.

"Huh?" The real person standing on the huge palm rolled his eyes and found Wuli beside Jianren Qihai.

He frowned tightly, and asked in doubt: "That human just now? How did he get in? I should have only dragged the conjurer for three to seven minutes. And..."

The newly born curse spirit felt the power flowing from Wuli's body, and the doubts in his heart became more and more intense.

It's not mantra, what is it?

"But it doesn't matter, the novelty of the unknown is interesting." The real person put aside his doubts in a blink of an eye, and he slowly stretched out his palm to Wuli, smiling like a child who found a new toy: "You will definitely be my favorite Good guinea pigs—strange ordinary people."

As soon as the words fell, the real person approached Wuli like an arrow from the string, and pressed his palm against his chest.

However, Wuli looked sideways at Jianren Qihai: "I just roughly analyzed your conversation. Have you fought this curse spirit before? Do you have anything to say to me?"

There is too much to say.

If I can only say one thing, I hope you will follow my advice and escape here quickly, instead of being pulled into the field because you don't know the strength gap between the two sides.If it's death, it's enough for me to be alone, so that I can at least feel relieved that I protected someone before I die...

Jianren Qihai's eyes dimmed, and he only blurted out in a critical situation: "The palm is triggered by a spell, don't let him touch it."

In an instant, the real person appeared in front of Wuli, his eyes full of excitement about getting a new toy.

Wu Li laughed lightly.

He is not a person who laughs often, and the number of times he has laughed since he can remember seems to be counted on the fingers.But at this moment, looking at the human-shaped curse spirit covered with sutures, he only felt that it was so ridiculous.

The young man's mature and hoarse voice is magnetic and penetrating. When he laughs, the low laughter resonates in his chest, echoing in the silent field, bringing a deep madness.

Wuli raised his head slightly, looking down at the real person with indifference in his eyes, he murmured softly: "This world without teachers... there is nothing worth my patience."

The young man's murmur was scattered in the air, even the real person who was close at hand couldn't hear it clearly - the magic spirit focused all his attention on Wuli's soul, and the surprise that he was about to open the gift with his own hands excited him to shudder.

The palm with well-defined bones suddenly appeared in the sight of the curse spirit, and with a "snap!", he clasped the spell spirit's wrist tightly, and then the dark blue air flow flowed along the opponent's palm to the curse spirit, instantly blowing the curse spirit away like sea water. drown in it.

"Eh?" Zhenren blinked, and looked at Wuli puzzled.

【hidden】.

Wuli hooked his lips, and the shadows in the domain covered half of his face, making his imperceptible smile look malicious and dangerous.

"You want to touch my soul? Have you ever heard the saying that the essence of the soul is the collection of all the emotions and memories experienced in the course of human life."

Wuli asked the real person softly: "What do you expect to see? Are there all kinds of human emotions and undisguised true malice?"

"Or are you curious about my past and want to take away the memory of the teacher from my soul. Knead those emotions that I have never said in the palm of your hand and make them into ridiculous toys?"

Mantra spirits are born in the negative emotions of human beings, so they are extremely sensitive to human negative emotional fluctuations and have natural intuition.

At this moment, Zhenren looked at Wuli's smile, and finally realized what he had been ignoring and thought was not important—why did this young man who claimed to be an ordinary person without magic power never fear?

The spell is a special spell of [Wuwei Transformation], which can touch the souls of human beings by touching the palms of human prototypes. As for the field of expansion, which is the absolute hole card, it has improved the nirvana to a must. Killing skills.

Therefore, in theory, from the time the real person pulls Jianren Qihai into the field, he can touch his soul and transform or destroy him at any time—the initiative is in the hands of the real person.

Even if there is an accident and I don't know why ordinary people are brought in, it's not even a problem for real people.

In his opinion, Wuli's soul has already been held in his hands, the only difference is when he touches it.

Until now, when Daoist finally sensed the crisis belatedly, when he wanted to activate the spell, he found...the blue air currents surrounding him blocked his every attempt to activate the spell.

"What...!" Daoist's dirty blue eyes widened, but no matter what he wanted to do, it was too late.

"Since you want to see—" Wuli's black eyes were full of waves, and the air flowing around him suddenly dispersed.

【Jian】disappeared.

"Crack - crack -"

The power that had been protecting the body and soul in the open state was withdrawn, and the tight city wall was cracked.

Then Daoist sensed the strange aura that appeared in his domain.

It was the soul of Wuli that he was curious about but had never been able to touch.

The illusion of tranquility disappeared, and the ferocious beast that had been restrained for a long time finally stepped into the world roaring.

The real person slowly widened his eyes, and the time that far exceeded the length of human life was violently impacting him the moment he sensed Wuli's soul.

Sweat rolled down his forehead and into his eyes, his throat rolled up and down, and he looked at Wuli.

The young man's strong palms kept clasping his wrists. Seeing what he saw, he curled the corner of his lower lip and smiled: "This is my soul that you are curious about—is it what you want to see? Human life, death, injury, and illness. Howling and terrified, they are reaching out to you, asking you to save them."

Under those black eyes, there is a madness that breaks away from the rules.

The flow rate in the public world is different from other worlds. Even though Wuli is young, he has already experienced time beyond human lifespan in the complicated tasks, and experienced strong emotions and experiences in the tasks.

Zhenren didn't know what Wuli had experienced, but he subconsciously realized what kind of huge thing he was facing.Without waiting for Wuli's next reaction, he immediately changed his form and quickly pulled away from Wuli's side, jumping back several times in a row.

Wuli looked at the real person gasping for breath, and asked, "Aren't you curious about my soul?"

The real person's hand fell on his chest, feeling the violent beating of the simulated heart coming from under the chest, and it was the first time since his birth that he realized what it means to be in shock.

The mantra's heart was shaken.

The field formed by the mantra extracted from negative emotions is completely dependent on the person who unfolds the field.And when the foundation of all existence shakes—the foundation is unstable, the building will collapse.

"In that case." Wuli put his palm on the handle of the long knife at his waist: "Then now, it's my turn."

【week】.

The broken Qi re-gathered around the scabbard of the long knife, Wu Li clenched the long knife tightly and jumped into the air, slashing at the real person mercilessly.

Just the second after the real person's mind was shaken, the domain filled with the blue air current was like a glass jar that couldn't hold seawater. After shaking violently, cracks began to burst from the top.

"Crack - crack -"

After several crisp sounds, the domain was officially shattered.

Countless black fragments fell down one after another, and the real person was hit in the face by the long knife scabbard, blood and flesh flew all over the place, and his body fell in a long line in a long distance.

"Qamihai!" Hirohito's worried cry came from the side.

At the moment when the domain was shattered, the airflow enveloping Jianren Qihai disappeared instantly, and he could feel his feet landing on the ground again.

His first reaction was to look at Yuzu Yujin to confirm his safety.

Seeing that the anxious boy was injured but in good condition, Jianren Qihai breathed a sigh of relief, and then quickly locked his sharp eyes on the real person who was thrown to the other side of the playground.

As the highest peak of spells, domain is not only a trump card that is theoretically invincible, but also the move that consumes the most spell power.

As a mantra who has just been born or even just comprehended the domain, a real person cannot quickly replenish the consumed mana power after completing such a huge move.In other words, now is the best time to kill real people.

Qihaijian people know this, and Zhenren himself knows it very well.

So he stood up with his mana exhausted body, only glanced at Wuli's direction briefly, turned around and ran away with a smile.

"This ordinary person, Wuli, I remember your name. I will come to play with you next time~ Next time, I will definitely take your life."

Only the words of the other party dissipated in the air.

Jianren Qihai's expression changed: "Student Polygonum cuspidatum, come catch up with me."

Knotabagi Yourhito's eyes froze, and he quickly chased in the direction where the real person was running away.

"Ino, the Stitched Face Curse Spirit is seriously injured and escaped, and it is likely to return to the lair in the sewer channel. You hunt it with the lair as the center!"

Jianren Qihai hastily hung up the call to the junior conjurer, but before he started to chase after him, he looked back at Wuli again.

Wuli's face was calm, and he was wiping the remaining blood stains on the scabbard of the long knife. He could not see the madness and danger in the field just now.

The blue aura also disappeared.

But Jianren Qihai, who had been wrapped in the airflow, remembered the strange feeling of "Qi".He could vaguely feel that the qi hadn't disappeared completely, but was running peacefully on Wuli's body, but he couldn't see it.

"Is your name Wuli? In short, Mr. Wuli, thank you very much for your rescue just now, but now I need to track down the curse spirit with my classmate Knotweed. Please wait for me here, and I will have the assistance of a specialist in magic arts." The supervisor came to receive you. I will explain and ask you in detail later."

Wuli nodded slightly, not dissatisfied with Qihai Jianren's proposal.

But Qihai Jianren asked again: "Mr. Wuli, do you want to come with us?"

When the blond conjurer asked this sentence, he stared at Wuli's reaction - as if he was testing the other party.

"No." Wuli put the long knife back on his waist, and said calmly: "I have resigned, and responding to others' help is no longer my job content. It is nothing more than just being able to participate in the battle. I don't want to see people who are willing He who saves others dies before me."

【Xiao Li, those who save lives, don't let them be destroyed...】

"But please understand."

Wuli bent down and picked up his bag and robe: "I'm just an ordinary person working hard to provide for the elderly."

Jianren Qihai took a deep look at Wuli with his golden green eyes, then turned around and chased after Youren.

The author has something to say: Pre-receipt [comprehensive] Miss Yaohu wants Su Nuo to confess

As a half-demon returning to the ancestors, Mochun of Yaohuyuan knew from the very beginning that he stabbed a knife into the heart of the two-faced Su Nuo thousands of years ago, causing him to be successfully suppressed.

But now she is just an ordinary first-year student in a high school of conjuration, the eldest lady held in the palm of the entire Demon Fox Academy's family. Although her conjuration power is low, she is still favored and favored. .

"The two-faced Su Nuo was killed by me thousands of years ago, so what does it have to do with me now?" Facing Teacher Wutiao's question, Yaohuyuan Mochun was confident.

Until the two-faced Su Nuo appeared in the college: "The account for killing me a thousand years ago can be settled now."

Looking at the murderous King of Curses, Moharu's smile cracked.

——Teacher Wutiao, I killed the cursed king after he fell in love with me thousands of years ago, and now he comes to seek revenge on me, what should I do?

——No help, just wait to die.

Demon Fox Academy Mo Chun cried and said, "What you're looking for is the witch, Mo Chun, what does it have to do with me, the half-demon, Mo Chun?"

Su Nuo smiled grimly and pressed her into his arms: "If you have the ability, kill me again. Otherwise, don't even think about running away."

Yidizhi Jiegao deeply realized a problem.

Working at the High School of Conjuration, sooner or later he would lose his hair.

"Where is Wutiaowu?" Wuli put his dirty white robe on his arms, and looked at the man in suit who claimed to be here to receive him.

But he didn't do anything, he just asked his own question calmly, and saw the expression of seeing a ghost on the face of the supervising superintendent of conjuration, his body trembled slightly.

Wuli frowned, and looked sideways at his current appearance from the reflection in the glass next to him.

Therefore, my own image and attitude are good, and if I walk into a crowd, I will be overwhelmed, and there is no possibility of frightening the other party.Why did the other party react so strongly?

Yidizhi Jiegao was about to break out in a cold sweat.

As the auxiliary supervisor of the Conjuration High School, he will do some auxiliary work when the conjurer deals with the magic spirit. This time, he was also called by Jianren Qihai to receive an ordinary person who strayed into the battle of the conjurer.

"Don't let that Mr. Wuli leave before I come back. I have a lot to ask him." Jianren Qihai said this on the phone. He has always trusted Jianren Qihai and believed that he is a rare magician. Yizhi Jiegao, a reliable adult, also believed it, thinking that it would be an easy and boring job.

As a result, as soon as I met this ordinary gentleman, the other party asked—five, Tiao, Wu, where, where, where.

This sounds like the posture of enmity with Mr. Wutiao!