Curse Return: Do I have to be a spellcaster as a member of the Heilongjiang Ministry?

"The young man came prepared from the beginning."

The technique "Xia" is activated immediately.

The heavy rain swept through the entire forest almost instantly. The howling wind passed through the forest and tore apart the creatures in the forest. The frightened little creatures fled in panic and chose no other way. The summer rainstorm came with extremely violent thunder, pointing directly at The sky and the tyrant in the center of the rain curtain.

"Oh? Is this your little trick?"

Fuheishier kept beating in the forest. When the rain touched his body, bursts of white light appeared, followed by heart-wrenching pain. He glanced at his corroded skin, which was almost immune to all spells. But the damage caused by the technique is real.

Just like being hit by Gojo Satoru's Ao and still being impacted, the corrosive effect of Atobe Kagezawa's rain also appeared on his skin.

The boy's control became perfect. Even though huge amounts of rain poured down, except for Fushiheji himself, the "corrosion" did not spread.

Fuheishi'er glanced at the surrounding environment and felt enlightened. The young man seemed to have deliberately controlled the rhythm of the attack. In order to save the power of the spell to the maximum extent, he put every drop of rain damage on Fuheishi'er. In my case, other rains are just a pretense.

But even a piece of grass at his feet could avoid the damage, but he himself could not avoid it.

What a terrifying control. Fuhei Shi'er was secretly shocked. It was obvious that the power of the curse could be used to squander it at will, but the young man could do so.

Automatic positioning of the technique.

Not long ago, Atobe Keizawa was unable to complete this operation perfectly. In fact, this is the first time that he has been able to evolve "automation" to this level.

The soaring anger and overwhelming regret, the negative emotions of the spellcaster will not produce a spell spirit, but the expanded emotions will further strengthen the spell power, and even reach a new level.

The pain of losing companions, the regret of a single thought, and the obsession to kill the enemy, all negative factors brought explosive power of the spell and a higher level of understanding of the spell.

But the young man was not swallowed up by his emotions. Even though his whole body was filled with almost endless evil thoughts, he remained calm.

The bodies of the sky and the tyrant gradually made a sizzling sound in the erosion of the rain, and the white gas overflowed with the burning sensation. Fushiheiji held the Tenniboho horizontally above his head, and the chain carried a special magic tool and waved it above his head. It bounced off all the rainwater exquisitely.

But even the rainwater that was meticulously inflicting damage along with the special-grade spell tools quickly became harmless after being bounced off, blending into everything in the world like ordinary water drops.

It was just a shock, and Atobe Kagezawa's sword followed, but Fushiguro didn't flinch. Even if Tennihoho couldn't take it back in time, he blocked the young man's attack route with an iron chain at the critical moment.

The horizontal sword was tied in a chain, and Atobe Keizawa's free hand changed the gesture. As the power of the spell was transmitted to the fingertips, the seal of the "Winter" technique was immediately triggered.

The thunder suddenly disappeared, and the light gray mist that came from nowhere in the dark sky was beating. The pouring rain gradually stopped, replaced by clear water droplets. The cold air filled the air, and the cold wind blew the young man's face. His clothes were flying, and he lowered his eyes to collect all his emotions, waiting for the first drop of rain and snow to fall.

As if aware of the sense of crisis, Fuhei Shi'er decisively abandoned the shackles of Liu Ying. Xia Yu was over. He moved out of the attack range of Hengdao with one move. The corrosive rain made him so embarrassed, and his face was , there were almost burn marks on his body, and he didn’t even dare to open his eyes during the heavy rain, for fear that the rain would hit his eye sockets.

"..."

Fuheishier was on guard, feeling a little bit of danger for the first time in a long time, and the almost certain spell brought him a lot of trouble.

He tentatively moved his hands and feet. Fortunately, bones could be seen in some of the corroded areas, but no internal organs were actually injured.

The strength brought by the sky and the curse is so unreasonable. The power of the curse can be easily eroded by a first-level curse spirit, but it cannot really seriously injure him in front of Fuhei Shi'er.

Atobe Keizawa also realized this. The effect of the technique was limited, and it was not enough to kill the sky and the tyrant. He gritted his teeth, and finally the "winter rain" came as promised.

Big raindrops pounded down. Compared with the violent summer, the rain and snow in the cold winter seemed unusually quiet. The rain was like a blooming ice lotus, sealing Fushihei Shier's body.

In the biting cold rain, the scenery did not unfold. The rain fell into his arms like a close friend, and the milky white mist surrounded him, as if he had stepped out of a fairyland.

The snow lotus was quickly shattered by Fushiguro Shir. The Tennihobo was the sharpest weapon in his hand. It broke through the ice at an alarming speed. No matter how much ice there was, it seemed that it could not cause any injury to the man in front of him.

Atobe Kagezawa no longer hesitated, and the "Liuying" combined with the Shigure technique at this moment maximized the effect of the excellent cooperation.

The ice on the ground is getting thicker and thicker, but Tian and Tyrant are walking on flat ground. However, the violent attacks have finally caused injuries to both parties. Bone-deep injuries appear on their bodies, but no one cares about it. Without the weakness caused by the pain, one cannot stay out of this life-and-death struggle.

"Destroy." Atobe Jingze groaned.

Fuhei Shi'er's momentum changed. He didn't think that the annihilation effect of the technique could really affect him. Even if it had an effect, it would only be a pain in the flesh, but the pain in the flesh would accumulate.

He fell down again, his left leg stepping on the ground to counteract the young man's attack. He watched the young man attack with a knife in his eyes -

——Fuheishier stepped on the empty.

No, this little devil smashed the ground under his feet, and the annihilation effect was directly applied to the place where he stepped. When he stepped on the ground, Fushihei Shir leaned back due to inertia, and Atobe Keizawa, who knew him well, was so cunning. At the right time, he controlled the horizontal knife to pierce through the air!

"Cough cough cough -" Fuheishier coughed violently. The horizontal knife pierced his body and seemed to have injured his lungs. An uncontrollable cough shot up from his throat as blood surged up.

Careless.

Fuheishier coughed up a mouthful of blood, and the liquid mixed with the internal organs fell to the ground.

He believed so much in Atobe Keizawa's control that he naturally believed that the ice and snow melting into the environment was as harmless as summer rain. He believed too much that in the face of the sky and the tyrant, the blond boy would use the power of the saving curse. Implement this to the end.

No, maybe he wasn't careless.

From the very first move, the young man slowly instilled in his mind the exquisite control of the magic power and not causing any waste, so much so that he himself believed in it all the time.

Even if this little trick was used in the hands of others, it wouldn't really make Tian and Fuju suffer a loss, but Atobe Kagezawa was different.

The young man used his spine that was broken countless times, his life hanging by a thread countless times, and his flesh and blood flying everywhere in exchange for an in-depth analysis of Fuheisher.

Absolutely calm thinking, unique spell power, a completely understood opponent, and...the consciousness of exchanging lives for lives.

The young man came prepared from the beginning.