reversal impulse

They never talk about it among themselves.

Not ashamed.In fact, on the contrary, if the simple syllable words can be exchanged for the rewards Fuhesher needs, money, shelter, food, convenience... then he can say it without any grievances no matter how many times.

But Jiarui Nizi has always been generous, he can give anything, and he is really a suitable employer.

That's why Shi Er remembered at this time that they didn't talk about this.

This idea only stopped in Fu Heisher's mind for less than five seconds, maybe even shorter.The wound connects them, the blood blends together, and the breath blends together, "a little bit crazy."

Shier still knocked people out.

Shi Er slightly turned his palm to the side, and only relied on the friction between the flesh and the knife to pull the scalpel nailed into the wall from the wall. He didn't care if the wound got bigger, pulled the murder weapon out of his palm, and threw it aside. .

When he raised his head again, at some point, a man covered in pitch black appeared in front of Shi Er.The gloomy, wet, lifeless body, and his eyes are hidden in the shadow of the dull brow bone, Shi Er can feel that he is looking at himself, with a gaze that collects death.

The ground and space where the man is standing, there are dark golden fluctuations between the plane and the three-dimensional—the magician’s spider silk bar mentioned by Aoqi Chengzi, the realization of the triple barrier, and the golden lines formed by the vertical bars will plunder Power of all creatures touched.

The magician named Soren Araya raised his left hand, and suddenly clenched his slack palm tightly, as if trying to crush something: "—Su."

Magic is supposed to work, and the spell will follow the user's target, crushing the space where Fuhesher is.

However, the spell, which cannot be recognized by the naked eye, failed to hit the living creature, and even the corner of Shi Er's clothes failed to touch it.His moving speed is really too fast, even if he is holding a gun in his arms.

But in fact, there is nowhere to escape, the whole building is Araya's workshop, or he is the building itself.

After missing a hit, the black magician stopped and looked at Shier steadfastly.

The man under scrutiny didn't lift his eyelids, he was thinking about whether he should carry him or carry him.

Holding it is not realistic, and it affects the action a bit.

The wound on the hand was still oozing blood. Although the body was continuously suppressed by the sudden sensation, Shi Erxu held the palm of his hand, and his sense of touch was a little disabled, but it was not to the point where he could not move.

Glancing at the watch on his wrist from the corner of his eye, there is still time left...

Less than two hours?

Fu Heisher made sure, and found that this was indeed the case. When he was completely unaware, time was passing by quickly!

His sharp eyes pierced the black magician, whose face was still shrouded in shadow, calm as a pool of death, his left hand was kept at shoulder height, and he was posing as an attacker but did not attack continuously.

When did time change...when the black magician appeared?What did his attack destroy just now, apart from space, it also includes things in higher latitudes?

The atmosphere froze.

"You found out." Soren Araya said, "Because of the smear in the house, there is a little time attribute in the magic, but it can't be controlled well. Originally, I planned to directly clear all your time. It’s okay, but it’s okay, there will be no deviation next time.”

As if to confirm his words, the magician attacked again.

The time to open your hand and then clenched it again is very short. Even if you need to inject magic power and need a certain buffer, it is undoubtedly a very serious restriction for Shier who will be "cut off" when he touches it a little.

Strong breasts can carry the wound, but aging caused by fast forward time is inevitable.

"—Su!"

The magic tool lying in front of Shi'er shattered, his arches touched the bottom, and he turned half of his body at a very tricky angle. At the same time, he took out the thousand-mile lock from the mouth of the curse spirit on his shoulder, and the tip of the chain pointed directly at the magician.

There was a hissing sound as the air was cut, but the chain stopped completely three or four meters away from the black magician, unable to penetrate even a centimeter.

But Shier didn't need to rely on chains, he was just testing the distance.

Cang Qi said that there is no barrier that is 100% solid, and the barrier outside the Ogawa Building can be blown away by Gojo Satoru's technique, so naturally it is the same here——

The long knife was taken out of the curse spirit's mouth, Shi Er put the glass in the corner, stood up and stretched his arms, and disappeared in place before the magician launched the next round of attack.

The speed after being restricted was still astonishingly fast, and the figure that could not be caught by the naked eye brought a gust of wind. He lowered his waist, with the knife horizontally in front of him, raised his right hand, and used all his strength to slash towards the magician's body.

There was a sudden reflection of light in the air, which was a proof that the invisible matter was broken, but it was not thorough enough.

He can be faster, harder, and destroy with purer pressure.

"I see, I see." The magician repeated, and after a pause, he continued, "Aozaki told you about me, including how to fight and how to save my family."

"I missed one." Shi'er's long knife had already been chopped down. Although he couldn't feel the blockage of the meat, the knife had already penetrated into the opponent's body without error. "How can I kill you?"

"Killing is completely impossible. "The magician said very calmly, "I was "killed" once, but it was the owner of the magic eye of death.And you are just a pure human being. "

"Tsk, that sounds like a compliment." Shi Er pulled out his long knife, and walked behind the man in an instant, retracting his elbows. This time, the tip of the knife was aimed at the magician's heart.

— stab out!

The blood rushed out.

The damage to the organs didn't seem to have caused any trouble to the magician. Blood overflowed from the corner of Araya Soren's mouth. His breathing didn't change much, and he still raised his left hand.

A bad premonition rose, and Shi Er twisted the knife 90 degrees, tearing the wound even wider.

He is behind the magician, who is the magician's magic aimed at?

"You won't attack Jia Ruozi, you need him." Shi Er said calmly.

The magician was unmoved: "Really."

Don't worry, he won't really do it.

Magicians need to be smart, and that's where all of this happens.

Don't worry about it, just do what you originally planned.

……

It was the sound of bones and muscles being crushed, and there was an indiscernible muffled groan.

Blocked by the man behind him was a young man with brown hair who opened his eyes slightly. His eyes were still foggy and had no focal length. He could even feel the breathing on the back of his neck, which was even clearer than the pain all over his body.

You shouldn't be in the front, he thought, it's a big loss, a big loss.

Araya Zongren was not surprised by such a result, he walked up to the two of them, and did not intend to continue to fight, and even removed the triple barrier around him: "Jiaru, let's do it."

Yarui Glass is a very suitable research material. He has stayed with Aoqi Chengzi, under the hands of magicians, and also in the camp of conjurers. The only people who have no contact with him are ordinary humans.

It's not standard to say that. According to the definition, the man in front of him should be classified as an "ordinary human being", although it sounds a bit outrageous.

The rainbow-level magic eye and the spells that are also considered precious in the world of conjuration, but armed with such talents, it is a very fragile soul. This fragility collapsed after being killed countless times by the trusted object.

"Pick up that long knife and kill this man."

So if he removes this trust mixed with complicated emotions, what will he look like?

As the man said, Nitzi bent down and held the long knife Shier dropped in his hand.

He took a step back, and the tip of the knife rested on Fuheshier's back, looking for a few positions, as if aiming at the beating heart in the opponent's chest.

"Do you remember what I said?" Jiarui Glass asked softly.

Fuhesher paused, then laughed softly.The knife sank straight into his back, very slowly, the blade and the skin were tightly attached together, only a small amount of blood flowed down the blade and the skin texture.

He took a step forward, "Remember." When he said this, his eyes were fixed on the magician in front of him.

"Okay." Jiarui Jiazi put his left hand on Fu Heisher's back, so that he could push the blade even harder.

Araya Zonglian standing in front of them had no sadness or joy on his face, and watched everything happen ruthlessly.

After a long silence, Fu Heisher suddenly spoke again: "There are still 15 minutes."

Araya Soren said: "You don't have to hold such thoughts—"

Before he could finish the second half of the sentence, Fuheshier suddenly jumped two meters away like a bouncing cheetah, and firmly clasped the magician's shoulder.

And at this moment, the long knife that hadn't penetrated his muscular body was pushed hard into a large section.At this moment, it was not only Fuheshier who was penetrated, but also Araya Zonglian!

Jia Ruozi lowered his eyes, and his hand gripped the handle of the knife tighter.Spin the blade as vigorously as Shier before.

The magician coughed up a mouthful of blood, and wanted to retreat but was imprisoned in place: "You...but if you do this, you will also..."

He froze for a moment, as if remembering something.

"Reversing the spell." Ara Ye Zonglian said firmly.

Because the magician pays too much attention to the magic eye of the scorpion, and ignores what he can completely use as a winning card.

The hand he put on Fu Heisher's back!

That's for ongoing therapy!

"Since when did you plan to do this?"

Jia Ruozi pulled out the knife, and shook off the blood stains hanging on the knife very neatly.He smiled and wiped away the blood stains under the mole under his eyes.Seeing that Shier grabbed the magician's neck with one hand, he broke it very simply.

Talking in a deathmatch is really a very arrogant thing, so arrogant magicians will pay the price for it.

It's like they don't understand why someone refuses the magic eye and refuses to enter the world of magic.That is not a treasure worth studying or inheriting for Nitro. When the tool conversely restricts the user itself, it is time to refrigerate it.

Similarly, death is not a difficult hurdle for Niatz, even if he infinitely magnifies his senses and magnifies his fear of death - he will only think of the child who died again and again under the eaves of the Buddhist monastery.

Volhesher would always find him alive.

"The whole apartment is his own. If he dies, the building will..." Cracks appeared on the wall, and gravel kept falling from above. Nitro raised his hand to block the gravel from falling into his eyes.

The boulder fell and hit the door. What's more, the boulder was still lingering with an enchantment that had not been completely unraveled. Fu Heisher picked up Nitzi in two steps, and accurately found a stone slab in the air that could land on it amidst the shaking of the earth. Jump up.

Nitro put her arms around his neck, looked up at the exit where the light poured in from the top, and the wind also poured in from there.Faster, faster—

At the moment when he was about to leave Ogawa's apartment, the sound of the wind seemed to disappear, and the light became a little dazzling.

Jiarui Nizi lay on Fu Heisher's shoulder and said in a low voice, "Thank you."

Shi Er squinted at him, smiled halfway, and his face suddenly froze.

In the next second, his whole body fell uncontrollably.

The magician lying on the bottom, Ren Arye Soren, who should have been completely dead, was raising his hands, chanting a mantra with blood foam mixed in his throat: "——snake."

Something like a shadow is wrapped around Fuheshier's ankle, pulling him down forcefully!

Nitro's fingertips dug into Shi'er's muscles.

The magician dies, Ogawa's apartment is completely destroyed, and everything left here will also be buried in the imaginary space, and this space is basically stable according to the apartment.

In other words, as long as they can't get out now, they won't be able to get out again.

"Looks like they're going to die together," Shir said.

Nitro bit her lower lip: "I thought you would say 'forget it, I'll go first'."

"I thought so, but it wasn't me who was grabbed by the ankle."

"It's okay to say something nice at a time like this."

"That's good." Fu Heisher changed the hug to lift, and said jokingly, "I can throw you out of here, and you don't have to die with me... How does this sound?"

Jia Ruozi smiled bluntly: "Don't you even get goosebumps when you say such things?"

Then there is no need to talk about it.

I just didn't expect it to end up like this.

At this point, no one wants to continue to speak. Whether it is true or false, everything to be said has been said before, which seems a bit pity.

In Honkai, relative stillness has become an anomaly, and the frightening and ruthless nature of human beings before the disaster is highlighted to the extreme at this moment.The two of them stuck together, neither of them looked at each other, their breathing was steady, and they became indifferent to life and death, as if they had made up their minds to go to hell together.

However, the mutation happened again.

As if the stormy sea suddenly dropped below zero, the rolling waves, the rushing water, and the materialized death were frozen by something hard at that moment.Something roared in an instant, and ended in an instant.

Jia Ruozi saw a more honest smile than sunlight, it was the smile that the always proud magician classmate put on his face all the year round.

"What, I knew you two couldn't do it without me~!"

Gojo Satoru was floating in the air, and what surged at his fingertips was an almost crazy solid black hole.He walked on the ground in the face of disasters. He was obviously an existence rejected by the imaginary space, but he was better than the master here.

Outsiders are in control.

"One year's Xijiufu is not enough this time. It will take three years, no, five years. How about five years, Brother Nitrate?"

Nitro said softly, "Don't set up a flag here, Wutiao."

Gojo Satoru blinked at the familiar dialogue, "Why don't we leave this annoying guy behind."

Fuhesher gave him a middle finger.

***

When I woke up again, everything in front of me was blurry.It took a few minutes for the family to enter the glass, and slowly sat up from the bed, and realized later that this was the three-person co-living apartment where they only lived for one night.

The door was knocked.

"Please come in."

The door was pushed open, and Xia Youjie came in holding a water glass.

He wasn't wearing a high school uniform, a loose sweater, and his hair wasn't tied up. He scratched him twice indiscriminately, revealing his narrow eyes.

"How do you feel about escaping death?" Xia You asked.

Nitro took the water glass, took a sip, and put it on the bedside table.

The coolness of the wooden floor spread from the soles of his feet. He propped his elbows on his knees, exhaled, and said abruptly: "I should scold you at that time."

Xia Youjie laughed, "When?"

"Blowing the night breeze on the balcony, I ask you if you believe it, when you and I were pretending to be riddlers."

Xia Youjie let out a long tone.

"At that time, I was thinking, if I scold you, you reply, oh, that's it--wouldn't my wishful thinking be exposed."

"I know."

"what?"

"I know." Xia You said, "Wu also knows, so he asked you to go to him after waking up to express your gratitude for at least half an hour."

"It's only half an hour..." Nitro laughed softly, "Where is he?"

He remembered that Gojo Satoru seemed to have entered a rather extraordinary state.

"Skipping class for almost a week without reason, and being scolded by Nocturnal Moth."

"..."

"That's right." Xia You took out a red envelope from his pocket, which was half the size of a normal envelope, the size of a palm, "A letter to you."

Nitrate took it over, didn't shy away from anything, and took it apart in front of Xia You.

Inside is a letter, the letter paper is as big as A4, and there is only one line written in the center——

"If you want to eat strawberry Daifuku, you can come to me."

Guardians are really capricious.

Jia Ruzi put away the letter, and did not ask any questions about the man who came out with him. He chatted with Xia Youjie casually, and made a little plan for the next plan.

Xia You confirmed to him before going out: "Have you decided yet?"

"Yes." Nitro paused, and asked suddenly, "Will you make some... decisions that are difficult for us to accept because of some changes in thinking?"

Xia Youjie was taken aback for a moment, and after standing at the door for a while, he suddenly burst out laughing.His eyes were narrowed into a slit, and Nitro looked at his smile, inexplicably feeling a kind of desolation after the dust had settled.

"That's what you did, Nitrate, and finally you came back." Xia Youjie turned around, walked out with his back turned, waved his hands, and said, "Let's talk about the future in the future."

After resting for a week, Jiajin Nizi returned to the Tokyo Magic College to report again.

He still doesn't take on dangerous missions sent out very much, and if there are special circumstances, he will definitely arrange other conjurers to accompany him.

The first-year students got acquainted with him very quickly. After all, conjurers are often injured, and they always go to the infirmary after completing their tasks.Juniors occasionally get weird-sounding advice after therapy.

5 minutes at night when you go out tomorrow.

If possible, it would be better for Qihai and your seniors to work with you on this mission.

Don't worry, I'll be in Kyoto tomorrow when I'm needed.

……

Hui Yuanxiong thought it was amazing that at a certain node, he could get a very smooth result without any mistakes by following the suggestion.He pulled Qihai Jianren and asked secretly, doesn't the senior family have some predictive spells, right?

Two months later, I was stopped by my juniors in Kyoto when I went to the house of Ange Ji to take care of her aftermath.

"There's someone looking for you outside." The student frowned and said worriedly, "You don't look like a serious person, and there are scars on your face...it also feels weird."

Nitzi patted Diva on the shoulder, indicating that the treatment was over. He stood up, and while packing up the things at hand, he casually asked, "And then? Did he say he wanted me for something?"

"Well..." the junior said stammeringly, "I said I was looking for you, uh, I came to collect debts from you."

Nitro nodded.

The junior followed him and walked out together, worrying all the way, "Is this true, senior, you were blackmailed by some usury, right?"

From five or six meters away, Nitro saw the man standing at the door doing nothing.

He put his hands in his pockets, lazily, and didn't take care of some of his long hair.After sensing someone approaching, he raised his eyes, revealing sharp green eyes.

"Yeah, maybe I was blackmailed." Nitro gave the things to his junior and smiled at him, "Can you help me send it back to Tokyo, I have to pay off the debt."

The family nitrates go to the greedy stray dogs.

The setting sun sheds its afterglow, and the blazing sun never falls.