The spell daily of the departed savior

The wanton surge of emotion in Wuli's eyes froze, and his eyes turned to the conjurer with a broad and strong back.

【Condensation】.

He squinted his black eyes, and the energy gathered in his eyes made him clearly see the curse flame burning on Jianren Qihai's body, with determination regardless of the outcome.

"Huh?" The curse spirit also noticed the change of Jianren Qihai. It tilted its neck bone and looked at it strangely: "Your spell power has increased in an instant."

"Because I hate overtime, time constraints will turn my aversion to overtime into my strength."

Jianren Qihai reached out and took off the goggles, and put them into the pocket of the suit that had been stained with Wuli and his own blood: "My spell [ten-stroke spell] divides the target into ten equal parts, and then forces three The seven-ratio node becomes the opponent's Achilles' heel, so attack it."

Articulation information is made public.

Jianren Qihai has made up his mind to use his power without reservation, and he will put his life on the line to fight for a chance for Wuli in the field of super-level curse spirits that cannot survive.

Jianren Qihai, who had the idea of ​​mortal death, was extremely peaceful in his heart.

Not only Gojo Satoru, who is known as the strongest in the magic world, or Xia Youjie, who was feared by the higher-ups in the magic world and ordered to kill him because he was too dangerous.That is, the newcomers to the college, Yuzhang Youruhito, Fu Heihui, etc., all have far better talents than him. After his death, they will go to a place far higher than him.

However, he has gone all the way in spells, and there is not much room for improvement.

But he also has his own persistence.

Whether as a senior or as a magician, he would never let Wuli die in front of his eyes.

Jianren Qihai held the spell tool tightly and walked towards the curse spirit, while thinking calmly—it's just a pity that he doesn't seem to be able to retire smoothly.

All the magic power was burning and wrapping around the short machete, Nanami Jianren poured all his strength into launching the spell with the determination to die.

He knew very well that if his strength was not as good as the opponent's, he would be killed by the counterattack spell power and the opponent's spell the moment he failed to hit the opponent's spell.

【Ten-Stroke Mantra】——

In his field of vision, the tall bone curse spirit with its head tilted and fearless was evenly divided into ten parts. As usual, the fatal weakness that was forcibly created appeared on the curse spirit after invoking countless spells.

Jianren Qihai's golden-green eyes sparkled instantly, and he clenched the magic tool in his hand and swung it down fiercely.

Curse Spirit looked up at the blade falling from the sky, grinning open two rows of alveolar bones as if mocking the other party's self-control.It stretched out its bony palm and pointed at Jianren Qihai.

The white joints were getting closer and closer in Qihai Jianren's field of vision, he frowned fiercely, but his eyes remained firm, facing his own death...

"Shh-!"

The sharp knife was as bright as snow, cutting through the space suddenly.

A large amount of blue air flow rushed from the rear, entangled Jianren Qihai's tight circle, and took Jianren Qihai's place to withstand the blow of the magic spell launched by the curse spirit, and then quickly and irresistibly forced him into it before he could react. Pull off the rear.

A pair of bloody and slender arms caught Jianren Qihai who fell from the sky in front of him.

"Qihai Jianren, there is no such thing as sacrificing oneself to save others in battle." Wuli's hoarse voice was close to the opponent's ear, and he whispered with an unclear smile: "Since the enemy's strength far exceeds you, Then why not choose to protect yourself first and be selfish, this boring world is not entitled to your life."

The spell blocked by Jianren Qihai by the blue air current, Wuli took the damage on his behalf the moment he came into contact with Wuli, and the horribly damaged body that was already severely damaged was seriously injured again .

However, Wuli seemed to feel no pain, and slowly let go of the arm encircling Jianren Qihai, and raised the palm holding the long knife, with the horizontal knife in front.

"You can still move?"

The curse spirit was very surprised by Wuli's actions, but soon, it became more interested in Wuli: "Really, it is the best experimental material! I have a hunch that you will be my favorite human being .”

"yes."

Wuli asked in a low voice with unclear intentions: "But I hate you... Remind me how I worked hard to meet the teacher's expectations, but I was robbed of the teacher."

His long black hair was wet with blood and stuck to his cheeks. He lowered his head halfway, casting shadows over his black eyes. His always calm and indifferent expression showed a dangerous and ferocious expression.

The faint blue air current entangled Qihai Jianren, not only firmly protecting him behind Wuli, but also became a cage to imprison him, making him unable to break free from the shackles to stop Wuli's behavior.

Wu Li raised his head, curled up his pale lips and grinned maliciously, staring closely at the curse spirit like a top hunter locked on his prey.

"You can start running now."

The curse spirit froze for a moment, then laughed crazily as if he had heard the most ridiculous joke: "Are you finally crazy, human? In my field, you let me run? This is—"

The curse spirit suddenly stretched out its long bone arm, as if showing Wuli the entire space behind it: "My domain! I am the only master of the entire birth domain!"

As the voice fell, bone arms stretched out from all directions throughout the domain, whining and groaning, grabbing at Wuli.

However, the young man didn't have any fear, his cold and handsome face was stained with crazy fighting intent, and the faint blue air flow wrapped around his limbs, replacing muscles and bones for his use.

The long knife swung out sharply, and the moment the sharp light of the knife cut through the space, all the white bones gathered around him were cut off.

【round】.

【Firm】.

A monotone spit out from Wuli's lips.

Powerful air flow was continuously drawn from Wuli's body, quickly forming a huge sphere centered on him and expanding at an extremely fast speed, but in an instant, it was almost about to touch the realm of the curse spirit edge.

"What's going on?" Sensing that the side wall of his domain was oppressed by a strange force, the crazy laughter of the curse spirit stopped abruptly.

It pointed its empty eye sockets at Wuli in doubt: "What did you do?"

Wuli smiled slightly.

Then his slender figure, bloody and bloody, instantly disappeared into the world that could be captured by the naked eye, and disappeared from the sight of Mana Ling and Jianren Qihai.

The birth domains of a spell spirit or conjurer are all composed of spell power.

Every inch of space within the domain is filled with wisps of magic power, holding the enemies drawn into the domain and thus being held by those who expand the domain.Theoretically speaking, there is no possibility of surviving from the field unless the person who is pulled into the field can expand a wider and more powerful field.

However, when Qi is gathered on the eyes, Wuli can clearly see the tiny to almost non-existent gaps between each ray of mana in the space.

The airflow wrapped around his body, he avoided all resistance along the gap between the spell power and the spell power, lowered his residual body and walked close to the ground at a speed that was almost the limit of human beings, and appeared beside the spell spirit in the blink of an eye .

"What!" The curse spirit tried to turn its head to look at Wuli in disbelief, but its eyes only caught a little bit of the crazy smile on Wuli's lips that was not half-warm, and felt that the whole world was spinning.

The sharpness of the long knife cannot be tried.

The long knife, which has always hidden its sharpness in the scabbard and silently used the blunt scabbard to kill the enemy, finally revealed its supposed sharpness under the mad fighting spirit of its master.

"Boom, boom, boom..."

The bony head fell to the ground, making a hollow, muffled sound.

The tall skeleton that lost its skull paused for a few seconds, then collapsed and shattered into a pile of joints.

The curse spirit stared at Wuli who was standing there from the bottom up, and tears of blood almost flowed from his eye sockets: "Impossible! A mere human..."

It is not reconciled to driving mana, trying to repair its own completely destroyed bones.

However, Wuli sneered and swung the knife downward, as if he was only trying to shake off the dirt on the blade.

The strong airflow suddenly roared and gathered a huge force, and rushed towards the boundary of the domain in the gust of wind blown by the airflow, and the moment it touched the boundary barrier, it quickly spread along the barrier, firmly controlling it. the entire field.

The originally impenetrable domain began to make a slight cracking sound.

"Crack, crack—"

The curse spirit roared sharply: "Impossible! How could my domain be destroyed by a human who is not even a magician! No—"

However, no matter how much the curse spirit struggled and roared, the domain scattered with a bang.

In the huge dust of magic power, they successfully smashed the domain and returned to the real world.

The sun is shining brightly.

Jianren Qihai, who had been in the dark realm for a long time, squinted his eyes subconsciously, then raised his head and looked towards the sky.

Wuli held the long knife and walked slowly to the super curse spirit with only one head left, looking down at it with cold eyes.

Under the terrified sight of the other party, Wuli sneered casually, and then the long knife fell——

"For the time being, it's a fun battle." The blood-soaked clogs stepped on the head whose spell power was gradually fading, and the smile on Wuli's lips also slowly receded, returning to the cold indifference that Qi Haijian was familiar with: "So , I gave you a chance to escape."

After the words fell, Wuli stepped hard, and the head, which had lost its magic power, was so fragile that it could not bear the heavy pressure, and it shattered into bone fragments.

Wuli then slowly continued to say what he didn't finish: "However, no matter how you run, it's useless. Do you think I was caught by you?"

Those black eyes seemed to be smiling but not smiling: "No, you helped me and imprisoned yourself."

After finishing speaking, Wuli waved his hand casually, stopped giving alms to the curse spirit who had been exorcised, turned around and walked towards Jianren Qihai.

Behind him, all the remaining white bones and mana remnants were smashed into powder under the cutting of the air current and blown up by the wind.

Jianren Qihai looked at Wuli who was walking towards him, and his breathing stopped for a moment.

The bloody and bloody young man was in a state of embarrassment, but his spine was still as straight as a pine green, as if nothing could bend the steel bones in his body.

Among the white powder blowing all over the sky, the strong wind lifted the young man's torn robes.Even though his whole body was covered with hideous wounds, new wounds piled up with old wounds, he could only rely on the airflow enveloping his whole body to support his movements, but the young man's sharp eyebrows and eyes were still indifferent and calm, as if he couldn't feel the pain.

Wuli raised his eyes, and met those golden-green eyes with complicated emotions.

His pale lips were slightly raised, and he smiled recklessly: "Let's go, Qihai Jianren who likes to sacrifice."

The author has something to say: because the current situation of Curse Return is unclear, and it is very likely that all colleagues will be killed across the board, the article received in April will be replaced by another article related to Curse Return.

(Lingbang is a dog/shit! The first time I saw the situation of Riman cutting doujin, it was just an agent of the domestic animation version, not the original jjxx or Shueisha who owns the full copyright.)

Received in April [Comprehensive] Daily life of passersby behind the scenes BOSS

Kazamain Ran gets a job.The salary is good, five insurances and one housing fund, and the task is easy.

Ran Kazama, who managed to watch the gate of the mafia building in the port, happily thought that he could do this job until he died.

In particular, he also met a friend named Oda Sakunosuke.Kazama Yonlan, who gets along very well with the other party, is more satisfied with her job after her successful confession.

Where can I find a job for my wife?It is simply a conscientious enterprise.

Lan Kazama sighed like this.

Finally, because of Oda Sakunosuke, he noticed who the members of the door downstairs were watching Mori Ogai, and his face was blackened in the office-who can tell him why the leader of the violent organization next door in Hakata is watching the door downstairs!