The spell daily of the departed savior

Jianren Qihai's golden green eyes darkened.

They should have been pulled into some kind of illusion by that special magic spirit. Although they don't know what the other party's attack method is, there are still 20 minutes until the restriction time. By then, relying on his explosive power, at least they can Guarantee that Wuli, who is not a conjurer, can escape...

Suddenly, Wuli's eyes sank: "Here we come."

Just as Wuli's voice fell, the ground under their feet began to shake violently like an earthquake.

The huge collapse sound was accompanied by a large amount of dust from the distant mountains. Immediately afterwards, many people ran out of the factory buildings to check the situation. People in the family area were also frightened by the loud noise, and the dogs barked The sound of children crying, and the voices of adults asking each other anxiously are intertwined.

"Mine! The mine has collapsed!"

I don't know who yelled first, but the others immediately exclaimed.

And Wuli and Qihai Jianren, who had been standing at the window on the second floor, watched all this happen with cold eyes, like outsiders.

"It's a memory that is entangled here and refuses to go away." Seeing Qihai Jianren's doubts, Wuli turned and walked towards the door while explaining: "In order to absorb nutrients, that curse spirit ate all the energy around here. It is equivalent to trapping the memory of all items and life in its body. What we see now is what happened in this land.”

Jianren Qihai followed: "It seems that a lot of things happened when I lost consciousness."

Wuli did not deny it: "Although Mr. Qihai is a magician, he seems to have no experience in how to survive in the body of a magic spirit. However."

Before Wuli pushed open the door, he turned and looked back at Jianren Qihai, raised the corners of his lips and said, "It's finally interesting, isn't it."

Then, the door was pushed open.

All the sights and sounds around were instantly swallowed by darkness.

Jianren Qihai lost consciousness again.

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When Jianren Qihai opened his eyes again, before he could see what was in front of him, he suddenly bent down and retched.

"Sure enough, it's still a bit reluctant, Mr. Qihai." Wuli's voice came from the front: "However, welcome to the real world."

Wuli looked at everything in front of him, opened his arms and laughed wantonly: "Whoever wants to use this curse spirit to kill me, I have to say - really, that's great!"

"Finally something interesting is happening in this boring world that I loathe."

Wuli lowered his eyes, and his low laughter caused the resonance in his chest: "In a world without a teacher, every minute and every second is so disgusting that I can't bear it, but since there is such a thing, let me let it go again." Be patient for a moment."

The young man's words were full of madness and destroying all malice. This kind of situation that did not conform to the impression that the young man had always left on him made Jianren Qihai frowned tightly, thinking vigilantly that Wuli was captured by Wuli when he lost consciousness. Possibility of replacement or being possessed by a spirit.

But all the guesswork came to an abrupt end when Jianren Qihai looked up and looked forward.

"Wu Li-jun..." Jianren Qihai's lips collapsed into a straight line: "This is, what's going on?"

"As you can see, this is the true appearance of the mission location."

Wuli looked back at Jianren Qihai sideways, the suppressed crazy fighting spirit in his black eyes almost broke through the air.He hooked his lips, and said, "Didn't you notice from the beginning that there are so many people dead, but there is no magic power here?"

"There is neither resentment, anger, nor vitality. The people in the photos ten years ago have not changed from what they see today. Thousands of people have died but have not been found in ten years. There are still human activities in the family area that should be empty. signs and even asked the High Commissioner for help..."

Wuli waved his finger forward: "This is the source of all the sense of disobedience - because what we have seen before are all falsehoods created by the curse spirit."

The open space where the two stood was surrounded by mountains, black and red covered the entire factory like splashed ink, traces of blood that had dried up and oxidized all over the surroundings, as long as one looked up, there were weathered corpses in different poses everywhere.

Qihai Jianren could even guess from the posture and direction these bones maintained when they fell down, that they rushed out of the factory to escape, but died halfway.

The hell-like picture scroll in front of him made Jianren Qihai, who had long been accustomed to exorcising the curse spirit, feel a strong sense of discomfort.

He raised his hand to cover his stomach, and felt that not only was his stomach convulsed physically because of the impact, but even the scars left by the two previous battles with the real person were aching.

"It's too early for Nanami-kun to relax his vigilance. Going to the real world is the beginning, that curse spirit..."

Wuli's eyes lit up a little bit of light, and he was full of fighting spirit for the upcoming battle: "It's still hidden somewhere."

For the world of life and death, opening and closing doors has a special meaning.

The huge curse spirit in the form of bones swallowed Wuli and Qihai Jianren into its stomach, which was like "closing the door".Through this ceremony, the two arrived at the memory world of the dead formed by the curse spirit absorbing all the magic power and vitality as nutrients.

As a conjurer, Jianren Nanami rarely has the experience of traveling through different worlds. His brain can't locate him and deal with the confusion, resulting in dizziness.

But Wuli is different.

The scope of work in the camp determines that he often needs to travel between different worlds, and he has long been used to traveling between different worlds.

Therefore, as soon as the two of them entered the memory world of the dead, they were attacked by the dead who did not want their memories destroyed. Wuli hugged Jianren Qihai who had passed out and fought a bloody path.

The air flow turned into a blade and destroyed all the attacking dead and re-turned them into bones. Wuli was still able to observe the behavior patterns of the dead with ease during the battle, and guessed from the unconscious actions of the bones to protect the family area that the dead would not attack the family area. With the unconscious Qihai Jianren, he stepped into the family building that was temporarily a "safe zone".

Jianren Qihai, who had just regained consciousness at that time, secretly wondered why Wuli would know that the mine had collapsed, and pushed open the door to leave after the collapse.

But in fact, Wuli had already experienced the same event during the time when Jianren Qihai lost consciousness and could not calculate the specific flow rate, and it was determined that the mine collapse was the end of the memory of the deceased.

Just before the end of the memory, Wuli pushed open the door, "opening the door" and leaving the memory of the deceased.

In this way, Wuli travels through the world with Jianren Qihai, who has lost consciousness again, and returns to the normal and real mission place.

Ten years have passed, and the deceased has long been weathered into bones, and even the family area that was desperately protected in memory is empty.Under the disaster of that year, no one survived.

But as Wuli said, the curse spirit that has devoured everything that could become power and turned it into nutrients, and has been conceived in the hidden curse embryo for ten years, has not yet appeared.

Jianren Qihai wanted to ask in detail, but he still grasped the meaning of "explain later" from Wuli's words, forcibly ignored his increasingly painful abdomen, and looked around vigilantly.

Advance and retreat are bad numbers.

With the enemy's capabilities and location unknown, no matter what the two do, there is the potential for catastrophe.The only thing to do, it seems, is to wait in place.

However, Wuli was unwilling.

He has endured too long.

From a young age, according to the teacher's teaching, Wuli restrained the tough character he developed on Meteor Street in the first ten years of his life, just as the teacher expected, and learned the etiquette and behavior that should be expected in a normal society and workplace, and treated the teacher well. Treat the seriousness and integrity of work like that, and treat it as a mask to face the world that the teacher loves.

——If the teacher loves this world, then he is willing to protect the world and the warmth of the teacher for the teacher's expectation.

However, on the day when Wuli came of age, on the day of the coming-of-age birthday that the teacher promised to spend with him, the coming-of-age gift he received was the news of the teacher's death in battle.

His teacher was robbed.

He lost his only anchor and home in this world.

Wuli remembered every word the teacher said to him, and he also wanted to try hard to suppress himself, as the teacher said, to be an ordinary person to retire and retire.

However, he failed.

He has endured it for too long.

And now-

"What are you, worthy of my boring time for you?" Wu Li's voice was very soft, but with a killing intent that could not be ignored.

The young man's bony knuckles grasped the handle of the knife at his waist and pulled out the knife. The light of the knife was as sharp as snow.

This long knife given by Sanwa Yiyan as Wuli's induction gift finally showed its true colors under his violent fighting spirit.

【Wrap】.

The moment the single tone fell, a faint blue air appeared around Wuli's body like a raging flame, and the huge air flow wrapped around the long knife, even before the master swung the knife, it was already buzzing.

"Either, you appear in front of me yourself, or."

The wind blown by the sudden soaring air current blew the long black hair, and Wuli's eyes were fierce like a beast: "I will destroy this place and turn you out with my own hands."

As if responding to Wuli's words, the blue air suddenly spread out to the surroundings, covering the entire space surrounded by four-height mountains in an instant.

The first time Wuli looked wrong, Qihai Jianren clenched his magic machete, and looked warily at Wuli and his surroundings.

—so, his last guess might be right.This young man who had saved his life under the hands of a super-level magic spirit may not be an ordinary citizen and would pose a danger to the high school of magic.