pure love tyrant

"cough."

Spit out a mouthful of purple blood, the blue veins on Leuhu's forehead popped out, with a ferocious expression, raising his hand was a fire bomb the size of a human head.

"It's just a human being without magic power, who dares to do this to—"

Before he finished speaking, a fist wrapped in strange energy directly scattered the flame bomb, and it hit Leuhu's face heavily, smashing him into the ground for several meters.

There was no time for him to react, and fists the size of sandbags fell on his head and body like a torrential rain.

It has always been a duel with spells, and there are very few super-level curse spirits with such body collisions. How can they receive such iron fist treatment.

Leo Hu was directly stunned.

The power exerted on him is not like a human being, but more like an ancient wild beast.

A huge power that can shake the earth, fear the creatures, and tremble the volcano.

"Click, bang, bang."

Bones shattered and viscera exploded.

This brute force wrapped in anger is trying to crush Leuhu from the physical level.

Leu Hu was extremely astonished, he is a super-level curse spirit, is he going to be beaten to death with his bare hands by a human who doesn't even have magic power?

How can!

How can it be! !

The haughty self-esteem brought back Leu Hu's trance, he raised his half-disabled hand, and started the spell.

On the pillars of the underground hall, several craters suddenly protruded, and fiery energy gathered and gushed out.

"Boom!"

The pillars of fire in the four directions of left, right, sky, and floor blocked all the escape routes of Fuheshier, and the four pillars of fire gathered together illuminated the entire hall.

Leuhu was lying on the bottom of the pit with a grinning grin.

Turn to ashes!Humanity!

Suddenly, the huge flame column seemed to be cut open by something, and it was divided into two. You could even see the astonished old face of the bearded human from the gap.

what happened?

According to common sense, the black-haired man who should have been burned to slag by the ultra-high temperature flame walked out of the flame.

Not exactly unscathed—the stray hair on his forehead was scorched and frizzed quite a bit.

Leu Hu's eyes widened, he saw that when the tongue of fire was licking the black-haired man, it was separated by an invisible barrier around the man.

It is very similar to Gojo Satoru's no-lower-limit technique.

How can human beings without magic power have no lower limit?

impossible! !

Lehu, who unconsciously asked the question, heard the last words before the end of life.

"I have no experience, this is called 'reading'."

Fu Heisher raised the special-shaped knife in his hand, and Leuhu's astonished expression froze forever. His head was split in two like that pillar of flame.

Then, it annihilated into ashes.

Turning around and sending the sea curse spirit Tuogen, who showed signs of recovery, to accompany Leuhu, Fu Heisher, who solved the trouble in front of him, was not at all relaxed.

He noticed movement behind him.

The young man who was still in a coma just now stood up staggeringly, with black curse lines growing on his raised face, and the two curse lines under his eyelids slowly opened, turning into a second pair of eyes.

A wicked smile appeared on his handsome face,

"We meet again, Heaven and Curse."

Fu Heisher looked down coldly.

Nuo on both sides.

A few minutes ago, during the battle between Fu Heisher and Leu Hu.

Zenyuan Zhipiren and Nanami Jianren moved the unconscious Fu Heihui and Zenyuan Maki to a safe place.

Jianren Qihai had a terrible headache: "Things have become troublesome..."

He didn't expect that the mantra at the top of the volcano was the same as the person who attacked Mangao and stole the mantra last time.

I didn't even expect these curse spirits to use their fingers here.

There is no doubt that Su Nuo on both sides will not stand on the side of the magician. The arrival of the volcano spell spirit not only strengthens his own strength, but also reduces the number of staff on the side of the magician.

It was a good calculation.

Looking at the two excellent students in all aspects, Jianren Qihai gritted his teeth.

Damn curse spirit!

While thinking about countermeasures, Jianren Qihai suddenly sensed the fluctuation of the mantra, and when he raised his eyes, he saw Zhibiren of the Zen Academy raised his hand, and that gesture was exactly his technique "Love of Falling Flowers".

The Patriarch of the Chanyuan was expressionless: "It is the best plan to kill them before the cursed objects completely occupy their bodies."

"That being said, but—"

Jianren Qihai grabbed Zenyuan Zhibiren's hand without hesitation,

"Zenyuan Maki and Fu Heihui are students of the Tokyo Conjuration College. How to deal with them should also be decided by the manga. Master of the Zenyuan, you have exceeded the rules."

Just when the two were at a stalemate, the girl's momentum suddenly changed.

In a fraction of the time, the immediate neighbors of the Zen Academy reacted faster, and the first move was a [projection spell]

Freeze the girl who just moved for a second.

"You don't have to kill him if you don't want to, just beat the two-faced Su Nuo back."

After leaving such a sentence, the old Patriarch's fist mercilessly hit the girl's abdomen.

The two-faced Su Nuo who had just controlled his body was restrained by his body's reaction, and subconsciously arched his back, and this time, the Zhipi people of the Zen Yuan seized the opportunity and continued to be frozen.

Seeing this, Jianren Qihai also joined the ranks of beating up the "girl", trying to make this host lose consciousness as soon as possible - as long as the body is successfully affected, the cursed object will be affected by sex, and the pain and fainting that people will have are all can make a difference.

When the two were dealing with the two-faced Su Nuo who was awake first, the black-haired boy who was lying on the other side gradually started to move.

Fu Heihui, who had his eyes closed, suddenly showed a look of pain, and his body trembled unconsciously.

spiritual world.

Most of it is the blood-colored skeleton domain, and a small half is the black shadow domain.

Under the erosion of spreading blood, the shadow domain stubbornly resisted, but with little effect. The strength of the two fingers of the two-faced Nuo is not something a 15-year-old boy can resist.

"This, this is my body! I won't give up!"

Fu Heihui staggered, but gritted his teeth and insisted on supporting the area around his body. If not, he would have been deprived of control of his body by the two-faced Su Nuo.

Now is an extraordinary period, if the two-faced Su Nuo takes over his body, it will cause so much trouble to everyone, you can imagine it with the hair of a jade dog!

The short-haired, four-armed giant sat on the throne of bones, and looked at the young man struggling in his palm playfully. Then, as if he had noticed something interesting, he turned his head slightly,

"The other fingers actually have flesh? Ah... and an acquaintance? Haha, interesting!"

The giant waved his fingers casually, and countless huge beast skeletons instantly turned into cages, imprisoning Fu Heihui, who had only a square inch left in his domain,

Only then did Fu Heihui understand that the slow erosion just now was just the king of curses playing with him.

The two-faced Su Nuo looked at the boy maliciously: "As a thank you for offering your body, how about I kill your father who has no magic power?"

Fu Heihui froze in place: "What? Father?"

The two-faced Su Nuo was a little surprised, "You don't know? That's even better, father and son recognize each other, and then father and son kill each other. Perfect."

"Just watch it, kid."

Inokashira Line, the road near Shibuya Station.

"Thorn-"

The glass bridge across the road was cut into several parts, and when the building collapsed, several figures jumped out of it.

Zenyuan Zhibiren, Nanami Jianren with Zenyuan Maki who passed out, and Fuheshier carrying a doll.

Xun Hehui, who was hiding on the side, was overjoyed when he saw a familiar figure, and was just about to run over, but when he saw the figure walking out of the smoke, his face turned pale with shock.

"Xiaohui!"

"He is now a two-faced Nuo."

After briefly talking about what happened in the underground passage just now, Fuheshier threw the tied killing doll to the side of the road, motioned the two of them not to approach, and entered the battlefield again.

The two-faced Su Nuo who woke up in Fu Heihui's body did not launch an attack immediately, but jumped directly to Chanyuan Maki, who was subdued by Zenyuan Zhibiren and Nanami Jianren, took out the finger from the girl's body, and swallowed it.

It's all their own strength, of course they must be gathered together, the ghost idea of ​​letting a few Su Nuo kill people and set fires everywhere won't work.

The forces of the same origin will attract each other, and sooner or later they will gather together to become a complete two-faced Su Nuo.

Possessing the power of three fingers, Fu Heisher was also concerned about Fu Heihui's body, and the situation was suddenly stalemate.

"any idea……"

Xun was in a hurry, racking his brains to think of what he could do to help.

The killing puppet struggling with its chains clankingly caught the idea of ​​12-year-old Kei. The boy ran over to take a look, and when he saw the black-haired man's face, he blurted out,

"Ah! Dad?!"

The killing puppet stopped moving for an instant, and a somewhat distant but the same call sounded in his chaotic mind.

【dad. 】

He stopped his movements, and raised his head to look at the sea urchin-headed boy in a daze.

Black hair with spines like sea urchins.

Clear green pupils.

Puffy cheeks.

The boy's figure fell into the eyes of the man, and gradually merged with the young figure that emerged in his mind.

The man opened his mouth: […]

The 12-year-old Hui didn't know what happened to the appearance of the second father, so he quickly called Xun over.

"Xun, come here!! There is a situation!"

"What? What? Mr. Shier?"

When Xun Yi saw the killing puppet tied up into rice dumplings, he was shocked at first, then relieved,

"He is Xiaohui's father in this world!"

"Mr. Shi'er, are you worried about Huicai rushing over? That's great, is it Dad or is he worried about his son!"

The killing puppet looked at the woman who suddenly appeared, and was confused with the naked eye.

Who?

"Why did they tie you up? Is there a conflict? Mr. Shier in this world, first of all, we are not bad people and we are here to help Xiaohui."

Xun did not let go of his restraint, but knelt down in front of him, and began to explain the reason for his visit,

"Look, Xiaohui has been taken over by bad guys, and now she has to fight against everyone. If Xiaohui wakes up and realizes that she hurt her friend, she will be very sad."

The woman turned the killing puppet's face so that he could look at the battlefield.

There was Fuheshier who tried to capture alive, who was harassing Zenyuan Zhipiren who was talking about it by the way, and Nanami Jianren who bandaged Zenyuan Maki and joined the battlefield.

The black-haired boy surrounded by the three smiled wickedly, his face was exactly the same as that of the boy next to the woman.

two?

Slaughtering puppets is a bit of a mess.

At this time, because of the close proximity, the puppet smelled a very familiar scent from the woman.

Tobacco, meat, body odor.

Even if the sky and the tyrant become puppets, their keen five senses are not lost.

This woman is full of his own smell.

The killing puppet, attracted by the smell, moved its eyes to Xing's face again, looking at it for a moment.

Who is it?

The 12-year-old Hui, who had been observing the killing of dolls, pushed Tuixun and whispered,

"Xun, I think the dad here is a bit strange..." Although he is from a different world, he is still the same dad, so it is correct to call him that.

"Looks, movements, etc., a little dull."

Searching:"?"

She lowered her head and looked at the handsome face in the palm of her hand, which was as handsome as her husband's, through the dimly lit street lamp.

"The eyes don't seem to be very green, but rather dark. Is it because of the lighting?"

"The cheeks are a little thin, maybe he didn't eat well."

"The hair is also longer and covers the eyes. It's been a long time since I took care of it."

Subconsciously thought about it.

The killing puppet blinked, but obediently did not move.

The 12-year-old Kei reminded me with sweat dripping from her forehead,

"Xun, it's not these! It's the eyes! The eyes! This father is not so..."

The boy thought for a long time, and finally thought of a suitable word,

"cunning."

"There's always going to be some variance."

Shier in this world has not always been by Hui's side.

...That's right, he "sold" Kei to Mr. Gojo.

Thinking of this, Xun looked at the killing puppet with dangerous eyes.

His fingers were itchy, and he wanted to pull this handsome face to both sides, and question him loudly,

Mr. Shir, that's your son!son! !It is not a product that can be sold!

The woman is touching his cheek.

The palm is very warm.

Very comfortable.

The killing puppet subconsciously leaned its cheek against Xun's hand and rubbed it against itself.

Xun who wanted to get angry: "..."

The anger suddenly disappeared.

No matter which world, Mr. Shier seems to have a good way of avoiding anger.

Xun sighed.

The world is different, and people are also different.

But some essential things will not change.

Looking seriously into the man's eyes,

"Mr. Shier, your child Hui is in danger now, and he needs you."

"Please, go and help him."

"He needs you as a father."

dad.

child.

benefit.

The three words set off waves of memory in the mind of the puppet killer.

The blurred pictures are clear, and the forgotten past returns.

【Dad, when are you coming back? 】

【Father, please don't go. 】

【dad. 】

that little kid.

It is the existence that he would rather "sell" than let it sink with him.

The killing puppet opened its mouth, and spit out a word in a hoarse voice,

"……benefit."

The blackness in the eyes faded away like the ebbing tide, and the dark green that belonged to Shier of the Zen Garden returned.

He said, "Okay."