After falling into the Niangyaoquan, I became attached to the strongest

Haruto Saotome followed the assistant supervisor to the place of extermination. This is a small real estate agency with two floors.According to the "window" monitoring, a quasi-first-level curse was born here. It can be seen that the hot weather has increased the pressure on people in society.

What is different from the past is that this time the main task is to find the staff who disappeared because of working overtime alone at night, and the second is to remove the curse within the scope of his ability.

In fact, he has taken on such tasks many times, and he has long been familiar with them. Most of the missing humans in such places were captured by the curse spirit.

If you are lucky, you can find a living person, if you are unlucky, you will only see a corpse, and if you are unlucky, even the corpse may not be complete.

"Huh—there is a long way to go, and I don't know how long that unlucky guy can last under the hands of the first-level curse."

Assistant Supervisor Otokawa Naruto added: "It's a quasi-level one."

Qingli shrugged: "It's not too bad, quasi-level and first-level are just a step in the door, who knows what will happen when you go in."

Maybe the curse transformed itself to level one after eating that ordinary person?

Anything is possible.

Qingli looked up at the building exuding a strange atmosphere, casually pulled out the swing stick from her waist, and turned her head to ask the supervisor.

"Where's the other one? Hasn't arrived yet?"

Because of the relatively short distance, Fujishiki and the Tokyo High School have relatively close contacts. This time, it is still a person from the high school, but it is not known whether it is a teacher or a student.

However, the possibility of students is relatively high, after all, it is a cooperative task.

Could it be someone you know?

"Already in."

"what?"

Qingli was very surprised, she didn't expect the other party to take the first step, it seemed that she was late.

"Okay..." He scratched his head, "This time my colleague is impatient."

Ming Nu nodded: "Student An said that the rescue of the hostages is urgent, you just go in and meet her directly, pay attention to safety."

Noticing the word "she", Qingli thought it was a girl with an unfamiliar surname.

It's someone I don't know.

"I will, then I will go in first, and I will trouble my sister supervisor to help you pay the bill."

After finishing speaking, Qingli used the rubber band on her wrist to tie the hair on the back of her head and her neck into a small knot, then turned her back and waved her hands, and walked towards the gate of the building.

At the same time, the black curtain slowly lowered, revealing the curse hidden within.

Qingli seemed to be walking aimlessly, and the stick was flying in her hands, mixed with overflowing spell power.

The low-level curse spirits around were rustling, hiding in corners, behind doors, and in cabinets in the storage room, all staring at the uninvited guests who entered the barrier.

"I'm tired of running orders and my salary is very low. I can only eat instant noodles for a while..."

"The boss didn't reimburse me for this week's travel expenses and deducted my salary..."

"My mother is sick and needs money urgently, I am so anxious..."

"The next month's loan will not be repaid again, what should I do..."

Well, it's the life of a social person that he doesn't understand.

As hard as it sounds, it's no wonder that so many negative emotions give birth to a quasi-first-degree curse.

Qingli sighed with interest, and waved a stick to break up the chattering curses gathered together.

"It's noisy."

The next step is to meet up with that colleague and rescue the hostages. The burden is heavy.

We can only make a quick decision.

Speaking of-

He stopped and turned his head to look at the long aisle behind him if he felt something. The aisle stretched all the way to the distance, and it was so dark that he couldn't see the end.

Are the corridors that long here?

Haruto squinted her eyes for a moment, then quickly turned back and continued to walk forward while expelling the low-level curse.

After walking for about 10 minutes, it was no surprise that they never reached the end of this floor, and even the stairs at the previous door disappeared.

Sure enough, the curse was playing tricks.

Is it a space-type ability...or is it just interference with cognition?

While thinking, Haruto looked down at her empty palm, clenched it a few times in the void, then clenched her fist and punched the wall on the side of the corridor.

With a bang, a sunken pit appeared on the wall, the wall cracked and fell, and the spell spread from the contact surface to the walls on both sides.

The surrounding things distorted for a moment, and then quickly returned to their original appearance, and the stairway leading to the second floor that I couldn't find for a long time was also close in front of me.

It's cognitive interference.

Qingli grinned, her purple eyes flickering faintly in the dim light.

At this time, there was a loud noise from the direction of the roof, and the ground trembled. It was clear at a glance that someone was fighting above, so Haruto didn't hesitate, grabbed the handrail of the stairs and rushed to the second floor without saying a word.

As soon as I stepped on the floor tiles on the second floor, I saw a huge purple magic spirit forcing a girl in a white hakama suit to a corner.He ran up quickly, jumped up and kicked Mana Ling's body sideways, so that the attack did not fall into place.

"You, you are..."

The girl stared at Qingli's movements in a daze, and when she was about to say something, she heard the person on the other side yelling for her to go quickly, so she hurriedly got up from the ground and moved away from the curse before she was slightly relieved.

Seeing that she was safely away, Qingli also took a few steps back to be wary of the creeping curse not far away. From the corner of her eye, she caught a glimpse of the damaged part of the girl's shoulder. The wound was blackened and densely packed with small spots, obviously a sign of being cursed.

"Are you okay?" he asked.

"I can still hold on."

An Geji covered her shoulders and frowned, cursing her body for a strange and indescribable pain. Fortunately, her teammate who had never met came here at the very moment, otherwise she really didn't know what would happen.

"It's good if you can persevere." Qingli said, "Have you found the missing person?"

An Geji quickly replied: "I found it, the person is still alive, and it's in the room inside. But the room is filled with curses, and this one in front of me is just one of them."

Qingli was thoughtful: "So it's a group curse."

An Geji reminded him friendly: "These curses have the ability to confuse people's cognition, so be careful."

"I see."

With a stick in her hand, Haruto solved the curse that came out of the chase, and then walked cautiously to the office full of curses with Ange Ji.

As soon as you enter the room, the scene in front of you is completely new. The room is spacious and bright, and the tables and chairs are arranged neatly. It is incompatible with the previous scene outside, like two worlds.

The expressions of the two did not change, but became more dignified. Before the singer could react, Qingli strode forward and smashed a computer on the main seat.

In the next second, the surrounding environment changed instantly, and the originally bright office was filled with curses at the moment. Many curse spirits with the same appearance crowded together regardless of you and me, hanging on the ceiling like mold, and crawling along the four corners like a wall-climbing tiger. drooping down.Huang Chengcheng's eyeballs were too numerous to count, and they spun back and forth to look down at the two standing below.

Even though it wasn't the first time Ange Ji had seen such a scene, when she faced it again, there was still a little cold sweat on her forehead, and the hairs on her back couldn't help.

How disgusting, has this evolved into a first-level curse?

She quietly turned her head to glance at the young man beside her, who still had that indifferent expression, as if she hadn't noticed the scene on the ceiling.

"Save... save me."

Weak cries for help came from one side, and the two looked around, and saw a middle-aged man in his 30s with a haggard face curled up next to the metal cabinet.

The unlucky staff looked terrified and desperate. Seeing them appear, they seemed to see a life-saving straw, and they kept begging.

"I beg you... please save me, I don't want to die yet..."

Looking at all this, Diva looked a little unbearable: "It's him."

Qingli didn't respond, but nodded to express her understanding.

"Okay, I'm going to save him, you hold on to the curse spirit for a while, is it alright?"

An Geji pressed the curse that spread more and more on her shoulder, and gritted her teeth: "I will try my best, you should be faster."

With an affirmative answer, Qingli immediately jumped up and turned over the desks, not forgetting to dodge to avoid the attack from the ceiling curse.Seeing that he was about to fly to the man's side, the curse finally couldn't bear it anymore, and two groups of bluish-purple curse spirits fell from the ceiling, exactly the same as the ones I saw outside.

A beautiful singing voice wrapped in sonic spell power hit the curse, and it was Angeji who activated her spell, buying Qingli more time for rescue.

Taking advantage of this opportunity, Qingli pulled up the man sitting on the ground, and the moment her hand touched his sleeve, something sticky stuck to her fingers, which made her feel extremely uncomfortable.

It was only then that Qingli realized that the back of the man had adhered to the curse on the wall, and the connection was like mucus and rotten mold, which was very terrifying.He didn't dare to delay, and it took a little more force to drag him away. Finally, for convenience, he hugged him horizontally and rushed to the exit, and retreated together with An Geji after he slammed the door of the office vigorously.

Countless spell spirits also moved slowly from the ceiling, crawled on the ground like slimes, and squeezed out from the crack of the door little by little, gradually merging to form a huge body.

The situation is critical right now, with two wounded patients by her side, in a two-story building, Qingli kicked the window of the corridor with someone in her arms and jumped down, scaring the singer and the hostage gentleman in her arms.Seeing his actions, An Geji jumped down ruthlessly, turning several somersaults on the ground before she stabilized her figure.

"Can you run?"

Qingli put the man down, and said in a deep voice, "If you can still move, go out quickly, someone will meet you outside."

Hearing this, the man nodded indiscriminately and faltered and couldn't say a complete sentence. He wanted to express his gratitude but after hearing Qingli's urging words, he ran out on all fours, not daring to stay at all.

After Ping An sent the hostages out, Qingli, who was not restrained by anyone else, turned back to the building with a stick in her hand and a gloomy expression. An Geji asked anxiously, covering her shoulders, "What are you going to do?"

He turned around with a stampede, and in front of him was the thin and embarrassed figure of the girl, and behind him was the giant curse spirit chasing out from the office building.

Qingli spoke indifferently.

"Of course, continue to complete the task."