I, Zhongli, wander the world

Zenyuan Shier has been away from the Zenyuan family for more than a year.

During this year, he had eaten instant noodles and slept in a cheap rented house. Even if he later met the intermediary Kong Shiyu and changed his career to become a black market bounty hunter, he was only rich for a few days when the money came. It will soon be completely consumed in gambling small marbles and extravagant drinking, and then repeat the process of having no money again.

Fortunately, the monastery is strong enough. The physique called "Heaven and Curse" in the magic circle uses the man's whole body of magic power in exchange for the limitless body of human beings. Perhaps it is not enough to kill the magic spirit because of the need to use magic tools. It has many advantages, but it is a good hand against the magicians and cursers who are also human beings.

The task this time was nothing more than another extra cash he randomly selected from the task bar after exhausting his savings.

According to the information provided by Kong Shiyu, the target of the mission is a curse master disguised as a composer, who uses unknown spells to cover the music he composed with magic power, and absorbs life force as nutrients from ordinary people who hear the performance, Then feed it to the curse spirit you raised.

The curse master hid it well, and the incompetent upper echelon of the curse world didn't even know that someone seriously violated the rules of the curse world. Targeted investigation of these intelligence.

From the intelligence analysis, the Curse Master himself should not be very capable, but the Curse Spirit has at least a first-level level, so it can be regarded as a good price in the black market.

At least enough for Zenyuan Shier to spend a while.

Different from the old-fashioned magic world, Zenyuan Shier does not underestimate the power of modern technology.The explosion of the bomb planted in the backstage was a signal. Zenyuan Shier leisurely walked to the door of an inconspicuous utility room, reached out and took out the magic knife hidden in advance from between the mop and the broom.

"evil……"

The magic tool knife was stained with the pickled smell from the miscellaneous room, and it entered the nostrils along the air, Zenyuan even lifted the knife away in disgust, and slapped the nose with the other hand.

"It just so happens that this knife has been used for a long time, why not take advantage of this bounty to get a new one..." The young man in his early twenties murmured like a middle-aged uncle, as if he was at all I didn't see the magic power gradually surrounding me.

The people hiding in the dark secretly rejoiced, and they were about to activate the spell that dispersed in the air.

Zenyuan even raised his eyes lazily, "I said you..."

The knife in his hand came out of its sheath and swung, leaving a half-moon-shaped afterimage in the air. The magic tool seemed to have a purification technique. As soon as it touched the magic power, it was like fresh snow meeting fire, and it was melted almost instantly. clean and dry.

"...The low-level filth that belongs to the curse spirit is about to overflow from my body, do you think I am blind?"

The curse master didn't answer, and the curse power that failed the sneak attack retreated and shrank, and after forming a ball, a strong sound wave burst out suddenly.

The bell-like symphony reverberated in the corridor out of thin air. While attacking the human body with sound waves, more influences rushed into the brain center along with the mantra, trying to control the human brain through emotional control.

Zenyuan Shier casually picked out his ears, his body stretched into a bow, and he threw the knife directly. Even if the magic tool under the blessing of great force was affected by the magic power that filled the space, it still hit the hiding place Target in the shadows.

The curse master snorted, and his control over the spell suddenly weakened a bit.

Zenyuan Shier took the opportunity to rush forward, kicked and hooked smoothly with his feet, and the curse tool knife flew back into his hand, and slashed at the curser.

The cursing master hurriedly rolled on the ground in embarrassment, narrowly dodging Zenyuan Shier's attack, but he didn't expect that the saber would go straight and hit the wall behind him.

An entire wall shattered, and at the same time, a rich spell bomb exploded along with the smoke and dust.

The curse spirit behind the wall has a huge and bloated body, covered with flutes, violins, brass horns and other musical instruments. Several small eyes grow on the top of the hairless head, turning together to stare at the Zen Yuan Shier.

"—"

The curse spirit opened its mouth and let out a distorted roar, and the instruments on its body played a harsh ensemble together with it.

"Hoo~" Zenyuan Shier whistled frivolously, "Quasi-special grade, you are well-raised."

I don't know which string these words touched the Curse Master. The Curse Master, who was evading in a panic, suddenly stopped. He stood up straight with the wall, and said excitedly: "That's my muse! My masterpiece! You What does this ordinary man with no magic power know!"

Precisely step on mines.

Zenyuan Shi'er's face darkened, and the curse tool in his hand slashed forward without warning. Amid the miserable howling of the curse master, he chopped off a large piece of musical instruments on the curse spirit's body.

"Wow, that's so noisy." The man grinned ferociously, "Is this a muse? Then your artistic accomplishment is really bad enough."

The painful mantra struggled crazily, and the branch-like musical instruments on his huge body hit the wall as he struggled, smashing the entire wall immediately, causing the people hiding in the next room to scream.

"This is, what is this!!"

The man hiding in the room with his lover yelled in horror as he pushed his lover away forcefully. The slender lover struggled frantically under his control, but it was of no avail.

The monastery didn't even care about the life and death of ordinary people, he spent all his time watching the indiscriminate attacks of the curse spirits fall, and was ready to stab at any time if there was a flaw.

at this time.

The sharp long lance came with the momentum of thunder, and the speed made the air hiss. It just hit the bloated body of the curse spirit in an instant, smashed through several walls one after another, and killed the curse spirit. nailed to the ground.

Its power and momentum are like a long rainbow.

Regardless of the white shadow still remaining on the retina, Zenyuan Shi Er suddenly turned around and saw a slender figure walking slowly through the damaged corridor.

Zhong Li walked forward under the vigilant gaze of Zen Yuan Shi Er, grasped the long pole of the Piercing Rainbow Lance and slowly pulled out the weapon.

A big hole was opened in the stomach of the curse spirit, and blood was still bubbling out, but it let out a howl mixed with music, and moved its body backwards regardless, instinctively wanting to stay away from the person opposite to it. A "human being" whose size is too small.

This scene was even a little funny, but Zenyuan Shier couldn't laugh.

Until then, the rest of the people on the scene seemed to have just reacted. The man and his lover got up and ran away crying, while the curser stared at Zhongli with red eyes and screamed: "You did something! what!!"

Zhong Li glanced coldly at the furious Curse Master, then turned his head to look down at the hasty Curse Spirit, his low voice echoed among the ruined walls: "Such demonic and filthy things, Ru'an dare to feed on the same kind!"

The Curse Master looked at him in disbelief, "That's art! Mr. Jono and I praised your appreciation ability, can't you even appreciate such a great art?!"

Tiaoye Caiju, who was poking around behind the ruins, was abruptly cueed, and before Zhongli's gaze swept over him, he quickly separated the relationship: "I don't know what he did, Mr. Zhongli believed me!"

Zhong Yuanzhong on the side also kicked his calf angrily.

"Mr. Harada." Zhong Li looked at Kazuya Harada, the cursing teacher, "The so-called art is the combination of spirit and beauty, and the manifestation of emotion and concept. Art that starts from one's own desires is nothing but a contemptible self-satisfaction."

"Sophistry! It's all sophistry!"

Harada Kazuya roared sharply: "You also give me nourishment to become a muse!"

The dispersed mantra surged towards Zhongli, the symphony roared, and Zhongyuan Zhong also anxiously wanted to step forward to intercept it, but was stopped by Tiaoye Caiju.

"Look carefully." Tiaoye Caiju said, "If you have a pair of good eyes, you should be able to see the situation better than a blind person like me."

He heard the voice again.

Rock elements are flowing.

On the bright yellow jade shield, rock elements condensed into blocks that can be seen by the naked eye flow like living things, but a thin layer keeps out all the magic power rushing over.

Rock safe*.

Through the power of the spell, Zhong Li took a step forward, the lance piercing through the smoke and dust, and severely tore apart the spell spirit who hadn't run far.

"Do not!!"

The huge body of the curse spirit dissipated like dust, Zhongli took the long lance back, held a spear in his hand, and walked step by step towards Kazuya Harada, whose eyes were tearing apart.

Zenyuan Shier, who had been the background board for a long time, finally stopped being silent.

"Hey, I said..." He tapped the floor under his feet with a knife to attract Zhongli's attention, "No matter what, you have to pay attention to first-come-first-served, right? I have already given you a curse spirit, and the remaining original It's my prey."

Zenyuan Shier's stop was just an attempt.

He was well aware of the strange temper of some strong men, and knew that he couldn't stop him with his light words, so from the beginning, he didn't expect Zhongli to listen to him and stop.

If this person insists on killing that cursed master.Zenyuan Shi Er thought, he could only give up this transaction.

Although it's a pity, judging from the strength this man has shown at this stage, he really can't beat the opponent.He's not a character who hits the ground running to achieve his goals.

However, Zhong Li really stopped.

The originally indifferent Yanshen restrained his aura. Although his face was still expressionless, he had changed from icy and sharp to Zhongzheng and peaceful.

"Although it sounds fallacious at first glance, it's not wrong in terms of general rationality." Zhongli nodded lightly at the Zenyuan Shier, and the spear that penetrated the rainbow turned into a light spot in his hand and dissipated.

"Please."

"Hey." The man grinned, "Thank you so much."

Harada Kazuya looked at them with a distorted expression, as if they didn't take him seriously at all, and shouted angrily: "You——"

The Curse Master's voice stopped abruptly.

His last consciousness was the sharp pain of his scalp being pulled, and his own headless body.

Zenyuan Shier lifted the head that he had cut off with his own hands, as if he disliked the smell of his knife a few minutes ago.

"If you lose your head, don't say anything harsh, idiot."