Incorrect usage guidelines for the magic perimeter

As night fell, the bustling commercial street was quite lively with people coming and going.Looking around, all kinds of people came into view, such as foreign boys selling and singing on the street to make up for travel expenses, tired office workers, JK, a talking and laughing female high school student, and so on.

It's normal, everything is normal.

Even the cold night wind at the junction of autumn and winter can't blow away the hustle and bustle of the streets.

However, Shibukawa Yao took a deep breath. Ever since she was tortured to death by a bunch of illusions in Shenjiang Village, she already had some kind of almost intuitive detection and perception of illusions.

The scene in front of her seemed to be prosperous and unremarkable, but something made her feel uncomfortable.

"Qingming." The girl simply said in a low voice, and the latter swipe in front of her eyes with a tacit understanding and quick response, turned on [Spiritual Vision] to check the street, and quickly said, "7 o'clock (direction )!"

Shibukawa Yao pinched his index finger without hesitation to summon the [Master Assassin Suit], and at the same time, while turning around, a super electromagnetic gun with a dark blue electric light leaped towards the densest direction of the crowd!

The passers-by turned pale with fright, screamed again and again, and evaded in all directions almost like shit, and the scene suddenly became chaotic.However, the culprit who caused the accident watched the scene without changing his expression, pressed the handle of the knife behind him with his hand, and squeezed out a new silver-white game coin between his left fingers.

"Crackling."

There was a sound of something shattering in the air, and the electromagnetic gun directly rushed into the air without hitting any targets, but because of this, the bustling street scene in front of me suddenly disappeared, turning into a hell filled with magma and black clouds In the scene, countless evil spirits rushed towards the face, and they were extremely vicious.

—What's up with you illusionists, do you all like hell so much?Do you want to send you down for a field trip for yourself?

"Sorry." A female voice resounded loudly between heaven and earth, "You can only stay here tonight."

The dark blue fine lightning appeared on the tip of Shibukawa Yao's left finger again, hidden like the fangs of a wild beast, but the voice was instantly hidden, and the girl narrowed her eyes when she saw it.

Eagle-eyed vision + know-how domineering!

Be it vision, hearing, or perception—everything was magnified countless times, and the phantom was temporarily blocked in her eyes, and she saw a blood-red pretty figure standing less than three meters away from her on the right. rear!

Wearing an assassin's robe, Shibukawa Yao ignored the attacks of the ghosts, and threw the game coins that had been ready to go in that direction at the next moment, and the super electromagnetic gun that attacked in a straight line tore through all obstacles along the way, screaming straight Dash into the distance.

But unexpectedly, that bloody hostile figure quickly dissipated when the electric current hit him.

Is this also an illusion?So where is the main body hidden...and why do these people attack themselves?What is their purpose and the information they possess?

At the moment Shibukawa Yao was thinking desperately, she felt the air flow behind her strangely rolling, as if some heavy object rushed over suddenly, but when she looked with her eyes, she found that there was nothing there.

—Is it a means of using illusions to cover up real attacks?

Shibukawa Yao no longer hesitated, bit his left thumb, and formed a seal!

Hai-Xu-You-Shen-Wei!

Necromancer Rashomon!

The black writing formula spread regularly on her land covered with fiery red magma, the howling wind rolled up from the ground, accompanied by the rising white fog, she could already feel the attackers coming from the front That undisguised murderous look!

"boom--"

A tall Rashomon that was bitten by ghosts and demons appeared directly on the ground out of thin air. It was tall and thick, with a hideous appearance, made of neither iron nor wood, and exuded a strong bloody smell visible to the naked eye.The height of this Rashomon is at least seven stories high, and the door is engraved with a pattern of a huge evil spirit's head and sharp teeth biting together. The evil spirit glared at everything in front of it, and two cold red lights lit up in its eye sockets!

When it rose from the ground, it crashed not only the walls and street lamps on both sides of the alley, but even the so-called illusion of hell, the surrounding green belt trees in the real world, and the attacker himself went straight into the sky!

"tank!"

In the picture scroll illusion that was torn apart as if torn apart, endless white mist poured out of the shattered illusion, Shibukawa Yoshi heard someone call out the name of the attacker.

But soon the unknown illusionist realized his mistake, because [Huanwu] suddenly appeared in front of his eyes, and slammed into his arms with a ruthless momentum!

"Wow!"

The delicate and frail illusionist only felt as if all the bones in his body were broken.

However, Shibukawa Yao didn't intend to let her go just like that. Of course, the sooner the disgusting and difficult profession of illusionist is dealt with, the better.So when she punched the woman in the face, she flipped her wrist, and the Hidden Blade popped out, almost piercing the woman's eye socket!

——The reason why they didn't succeed was because the tank himself fell from the sky and also hit the place where they were fighting with an unstoppable iron fist.

Boom!

This punch caused the ground to explode on the spot, and debris of bricks and tiles flew across, and even the last remaining street lamp fell to the ground.The light bulb shattered into glass shards in despair, and the last light in the dark night also disappeared.

The shimmering Hidden Blade brushed against the woman's beautiful face, cutting off a few strands of hair from her bangs and leaving a bloody streak on the illusionist's left eye. With one shot, Leishen Kuwu coordinates, and disappeared in the vast white mist in a teleportation.

"It's okay, Yin." Tank lifted up his fellow illusionist who seemed to have been in a car accident, and watched the movement around him vigilantly.

Yin raised her hand tremblingly to touch the wet face, and she immediately realized that she had been disfigured.

Although today's technology and personality can easily repair this level of injury, the pain and numbness that spread from the wound told her...the Hidden Blade was poisoned!

"[Huan Wu]! You despicable villain!" The illusionist woman was furious, screaming with her face almost distorted, who knows if the wounds that have been poisoned by poison can still leave no scars, "Tank, leave me alone! I will give you Mark her location!"

"clear."

The tank let go and charged into the mist again.He is an extremely tall and burly fat man, but only those who know him know that there are strong muscles under the seemingly fat surface.

However, when he was less than two steps ahead of the target person marked by Yin, a green light suddenly lit up under his feet, and a huge magic circle flashing with strange runes suddenly emerged.

Arden's seal!

Green ghost flames were burning around the circular magic circle. The speed of the tank, which was so fast that it was almost impossible to catch it with the naked eye, suddenly slowed down by a lot, but what rushed towards it was a transparent and colorless telekinetic shock wave— ——The colorless gust of wind swept the sharp gravel and brick dust all over the ground, and even the vehicles on the side of the road fell from the sky aggressively!

Alder Fayin!

It is indeed the [Phantom Martial Arts] that the wooden boss wants to catch!

The man gritted his teeth and smiled, the muscles of his arms bulged abnormally, he clenched his fists and retracted, and then pushed forward forcefully—the sound of the air crashing was deafening, as if two giant hammers collided together in the air.

"Fancy tricks!" He roared, pushing the shock wave back forcefully, and the aftermath of his thoughts overflowed and overturned the neat blue-black stone bricks laid on the sidewalks on both sides, making them shattered as if they had been brutally beaten by a pervert.

"yes."

A quiet and cold voice came from behind the strong man without warning.

Tank's pupils narrowed to the extreme in an instant, when did that guy get behind him?

A second ago, Shibukawa Yao used the coordinates of the Flying Thunder God Art to teleport directly to the magic circle set by Kunen. When she appeared here, she found that the tank was facing her. So what are you waiting for? ?

The sharp and sharp point of the knife suddenly pierced the enemy's back, sparking a series of sparks - but Shibukawa Yoshi was surprised to find that the Japanese word in his hand could not even scratch the opponent's skin!

Hey, as one of the 21 workers of Da Kuai Dao, you are too useless, Xiaohe.

He Daoyi text: ...

In fact, at the moment when he sensed the most danger, the muscles on the back of the man bulged abnormally—they were like stone, steel, or something more solid and cold, and that layer of skin was like an old cow’s. The tough and thick skin turns into an invulnerable monster.It is difficult for ordinary weapons to even leave a white mark on the surface of that thick film.

The tank reacted swiftly. He raised his hand and grabbed the blade of the long knife without looking back, and immediately swung his arm forward vigorously!

The girl was thrown into the air!

But the moment she was holding the handle of the knife, she escaped using the Flying Thunder God technique just before being thrown over her shoulder to the ground.

"boom!"

The only thing that fell on the ground was the white Taidao that was decisively abandoned. Because of this fall, obvious cracks appeared on its body.

But [Huanwu] still slipped away.

Seeing the enemy disappear without hesitation, a trace of anger flashed across Tank's cold face.He seemed to be bending down to pick up the weapon and break it to vent his anger, but in fact, the perception of his whole body was raised to the maximum—the enemy was above!

He threw down the knife, and punched the head with a mighty punch at the fastest speed, but the violent wind of the fist just knocked down the surrounding debris and vegetation, and flew outward in circles.

nobody.

"clang!"

There was the sound of metal rubbing against his back again, and his skin was itching a bit—it was the feeling of the weapon attacking the membrane.

"It's all said... It's useless! You can't break my defense, idiot!"

The tank turned around and swept with a punch, and the violently roaring iron fist only had time to cut a small black corner of his clothes.Seeing that the blow was ineffective, Shibukawa Yao disappeared without a trace.

The only piece of neatly cut rag in the air slowly fell to the ground, as if silently laughing at this stupid big man, and then jumped to nothing.

"asshole……"

The rest of the provocative words were swallowed back deep in the tank's throat, because the flame—the violent, high-temperature golden-red flame spit out letters, fanned out, and opened its huge mouth towards him from the depths of the white mist like a fire snake!

Sign of Igni!

This is a false move!

Facing the menacing flames, Tank came to this strange conclusion because he felt that the surrounding wind seemed to have changed again very keenly. It was not caused by the high temperature of the flames, but because someone was running around. The resulting airflow changes.

"Where to escape?!"

The tank roared, the sound was like thunder, and he immediately resisted the impact of the metal-melting flame and punched the target behind him.

His iron fist passed through the white mist and the figure, and finally hit the ground.A large hole with a diameter of at least three meters burst open in the ground. One can imagine the bloody effect that this punch would have on a person.

However, what Tan Tan never expected was that this phantom was also fake... the real killing move was hidden behind the flames.

The enemy in a black robe held another black sharp blade and rushed towards him amidst the flames. A few strands of white hair inadvertently revealed from under the hood revealed a cold color.

It's like a harbinger of death!

The girl suddenly raised her head, and her black pupils had already turned into dark golden beast vertical pupils, burning coldly with a cruel and merciless light in the darkness.

That's the witcher's wolf head pendant at work.

Shibukawa Yoshi made the tank recognize her assassin-like roaming fighting style through the previous two failed backstabs - but this time she did the opposite, first using the Igni seal to create a blindfold, and then let the tank recognize her as an assassin. Seimei made a move to help disrupt the surrounding airflow, but the real fatal move followed closely behind the golden-red high-temperature flame.

She leaned over slightly, her horse stance was tight, and she bent her knees forward, the tip of the immortal knife in her hand was facing upwards, and her cold light was restrained.

This sword is called "Headwind" in the sword art, but Shibukawa Yao prefers to call it another name...

"Eat my salted fish spurs!"

The domineering blade wrapped in black armor pierced the tank's throat from the front at a tricky angle from bottom to top!

The Immortal Slash stagnated on the thick and rough skin for a couple of seconds, but in the end it managed to do what its companions had failed to do before... that was to cut open the enemy's skin.

The man's eyes widened in disbelief, as hot air poured into his ruptured trachea, blocking the normal breathing channels of the human body together with the blood.

Immortal Slash is sharp and cold, piercing through the opponent's neck like a Pao Ding Jie Niu!

The blood-stained tank suddenly let out a strange and heavy panting sound. He stretched his hands forward, tightly holding the knife that pierced his throat, trying to take away this deadly weapon again.

During the fierce confrontation, the blood from the tank's wound inevitably splashed Shibukawa Yoshi's face, but the girl dared not slack off in the slightest!She held the handle of the knife with both hands, and all the strength in her body was transmitted from her waist to her arms and wrists. Seeing the sleeves of her arms suddenly bulge, she pulled the long knife to the right with extra force!

A handful of blood burst out suddenly, Tank, a strong man with a height of at least two meters, was thrown to the ground by her fatal knife, and he couldn't get up again!

Very brutal, but very effective moves.

Tank clutched his throat blankly, his head drooping heavily backwards in an exaggerated and abnormal arc... He couldn't believe that he would die on such a small task until the last moment.

【Spirit +2731】

The above fight seems to take a long time, but in fact it is less than 1 minute from the beginning to the end.

The surrounding white mist almost boiled with anger like boiling water. They tore off their docile and harmless masks, and turned into swords to slash at her.

"If your illusion level is only at this level, just wait to die." Shibukawa Yao, who was also dripping blood on her face, didn't care to wipe her face. She raised her left hand, wearing a black wolf glove, A fiery red triangular seal suddenly reappeared in the palm, "Igni!"

The golden-red flames roared towards the white mist, burning the mist crazily, but Shibukawa Yao's eagle vision once again captured the figure of the illusionist and the green triangle emerging from the broken telephone pole above the opponent's head Hook tag.

You can jump over it first, and then kill the illusionist in the air!

The girl threw out the rope dart without any hesitation, and let the steel cable jerk her figure—"Boss! Wait!"

Seimei, who was hiding in her hood, suddenly had a feeling so strong that it was almost frightening.

Shibukawa Yao also felt something, but she couldn't stop, and she couldn't stop... Once she stopped, the giant white mist sword that was fighting back desperately would penetrate her body, even with the protection of Kunn's magic shield. spared.

In the blink of an eye, she raised her long knife to the enemy and slashed it down.

On the roof of a residential building three kilometers away, a man wearing high-tech glasses stood on the top. He silently watched the distant night battlefield, and someone ordered "do it" from a Bluetooth headset.

I saw this person raise his right arm, stretch out his index finger and thumb, calculate the wind speed and humidity, and modify the subtle angle of the arm bit by bit.All of a sudden, his raised thumb firmly dunked into his palm!

The strong wind shattered the sleeve of the man's right arm, and the aftermath swept away the pots of plants that were fostered by the residents downstairs behind him.Pots full of soil and green plants fell helplessly into the air.

At the same moment, a blood-red word "Danger" popped up on Shibukawa Yao's forehead!

At the critical moment, the illusionist Yin used the white mist to finally gather in front of her and turned into a shield to block the murderous knife, but the price was that the white mist she could manipulate had become less than the size of a fist.

In less than 0.1 second, Shibukawa Yao re-superimposed Quen on himself, allowing the slender golden light to surround his body.

The girl pointed her left hand at the woman and made a weird gesture, and at the last moment she turned her head slightly to try to avoid the terrible attack.But in the next blink of an eye, that cold and blank feeling still occupied all her thoughts.

The invisible sniper attack from three kilometers away directly pierced Shibukawa Yao's brain.

"Clap!"

California Qingguang, who was washing dishes at home, suddenly paused. He took two steps back and looked down at the broken porcelain bowl on the ground and his index finger with a white mark in surprise.He is Fusangshen of the sword, and he is much stronger than ordinary humans in terms of defense, and the mere ceramic fragments are not enough for his fingers to scratch.

However, the young Fu Sangshen stared at these sharp and broken ceramic shards, and while he was in a daze, he felt a little bad in his heart.

…………

"Pfft."

Shibukawa Yao fell to the ground uncontrollably, her fingers holding the handle of the knife twitched slightly, she could clearly feel the blood flowing from the wound on her forehead, and she also heard Seimei's anxious cry beside her ear.The woman standing not far away was also unbelievably falling to the ground—because the phantom arrow shot her in the heart.

But what does it matter... At this moment, because the wolf head pendant can force people to stay calm, she feels the process of her own death calmly and indifferently like an outsider.

It seemed that all the blood had flowed to the wound on her head. Her whole body was soaked in ice water, but her head was as hot and angry as if it had been ignited by flames.

However, these hot currents, which symbolized vitality, were leaving her quickly.

It's like those things that can't be grasped, people who can't be saved, regrets missed, hot tears shed - at this moment, good, bad, regretful, tearful, laughing, indifferent, all fragments are frantically presented In her mind, like a flower that bloomed in an instant and then withered regrettably, it flashed before her eyes like watching flowers on horseback.

I……

The girl wanted to say something.

But she couldn't say anything, blood and pain occupied every nerve she used to think.

The dark golden luster in the pupils began to fade inch by inch, and finally turned back to the original black, but the shadow of death had enveloped her whole body.

Seimei once asked her why she didn't make the assassin's robes white, just like the real master assassins in the game.

However, Shibukawa Yoshi's answer was...too ostentatious, and she couldn't carry out a covert assassination under such an ostentatious premise.

After all, this is reality, not a game.

But in fact Shibukawa Yao has another, deeper answer hidden in his heart.

[While I was burying the enemy, I was also ready to bury myself. 】

【"Don't be afraid, we won't let you face death alone..."】

In a trance, it seemed that someone whispered this sentence in her ear.

【"……you're lying."】

After a long time, an immature and strange child's voice seemed to respond to the previous sentence.

However, all the rationality and thinking of girls are gradually fading away.

In the end, Shibukawa Yao closed his eyes tiredly, allowing himself to fall into the endless darkness.

Not far away, Yin, who was covered in blood and fell to the ground, smiled very weakly but happily. The severe pain in her heart reminded her that time was running out...but this is the power of teamwork.

The moment the tank died in battle, she realized that as an assistant, she couldn't parry [Huanwu]'s attack head-on.So she chose to use herself as a trap, and the sniper is the real killing move.

Although it's a pity for this ending, but...the [Huanwu] was resolved, and in a sense, they can be regarded as revenge for their companions.

She can close her eyes now.

【Spirit +1813】

The sniper three kilometers away adjusted his glasses, and a voice of inquiry came from the headset, so he reported: "The tank died in battle, the sound was seriously injured, and the target is in a near-death state...the recovery work can start. Huh?"

【"What's wrong?"】

"The target seems to be... moving."

In the eyes of the sniper, a pale and pure golden light suddenly burst out from the girl lying in a pool of blood.

"I see."

In this dazzling light, a small, but solidified and pure golden light group emerged. It was like a heart, beating rhythmically in the air, but no one could See clearly what the true face of the light group is.

The same was true for Seimei, he watched the pulsating golden light cluster and felt this strange power that he had never noticed before. There was only pity in the ice-blue fox eyes.

"...Is this the reason why this lord chose you?"

He seemed to be trying to smile, but it seemed that he was about to cry at any time—not for himself, but for the child.

"Isn't this kind of power too painful for a person like you, boss? But the matter has come to this point, there is no other way...Forgive me."

The Great Onmyoji murmured softly, but finally stepped out of the shadow of the hood resolutely, his figure swelled with the wind, and the formation of pentagrams grew bigger and brighter inch by inch under his feet.

In the interface that no one can see, the psionic value is decreasing rapidly like flowing water.

When Qingming took the fifth step, the height of his figurine had become a normal figure of an adult.

Dying, Yin stared dumbfounded at this enemy companion who appeared out of nowhere, and was very vigilant, "Who are you!"

The white-haired man in the silver-blue safari had an extremely stern expression on his face. There was no warmth in his eyes, only sadness and sorrow.

I saw him flicking his sleeve robe violently, throwing out a few small paper figurines.The little paper figurines all emitted a strong blue aura, suspended in mid-air and surrounded the man in front of him.

"I am... the protector of the supreme venerable."

"White wolf."

"Rihefang."

"Scythe."

"The blue wind is one eye at a time."

"Purgatory Ibaraki Doji."

"In my name, I summon you to come to this world as quickly as a law!!"

The author has something to say: Well, the pill is a double personality.

The words in Chapter 27 of the previous chapter have hinted.

The next chapter, Early Warning and Demining: The Special Session of Professional Hero Osamu Dazai opens.

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