I'm just an ordinary Dazai [Comprehensive]

Zhang Jingsi instinctively turned around towards the source of the sound, but following the yell, a gust of cold and evil wind exploded aggressively around, engulfing flying rocks, mud and indistinct black mist.

The spirit of the ancient pile suddenly came to such a move, and all the people standing nearby were affected, and raised their arms to cover their faces. Among them, the more vigilant exorcist was worried that there was a monster's attack method hidden in the wind, so he quickly summoned Shikigami guards.

However, this action seems a bit redundant, the demonic wind stopped after a few seconds, and no one seemed to be injured on the human side except for being frightened. After putting down their arms, they all had angry faces and shouted and cursed everywhere, obviously because they were suddenly attacked by the monster. Startled by the outburst, then turned into anger from embarrassment.

You must know that most of them are preparatory demon extermination masters who have not passed the exam. If they were injured, they would definitely not have the energy to make this expression, and would have cried out for help.

Those summoned shikigami are also a handful of experienced regular employees among them, and one of the few real demon extermination masters.

Now many rookies are very excited, and some even roll up their sleeves and plan to go to the middle-aged man to snatch the spirit of the ancient pile for a lesson, and their calmness is even more distinctive.

So they quickly locked on to each other, looked at each other, and after initially confirming their identities, they got together and began to exchange their thoughts.

"What do you think is the situation now?" One of them said puzzledly, "There is indeed a ghost in that evil wind, these people should be affected by it to be so aggressive, but those of us who are proficient in spiritual power seem to have fine."

He glanced outside in the distance, and added: "The field is fine. It seems that I have observed well. The lower the ability, the greater the mood swings."

Another person had a serious expression: "We'd better be careful. The spirit of the ancient pile is a rare high-level monster. Its attack when it is excited, it can't be so simple. Maybe we were plotted but didn't notice it."

The third person nodded in agreement: "Since everyone got together instead of finding a way to seal the ancient pile spirit in the past, they must all think so-no one knows what kind of weird ability a high-level monster has evolved. It’s not bad for those rookies to test the waters in the past.”

When he said this, the other two coughed uncomfortably and looked aside, obviously not used to such straightforward speech.Even if you really think so, you should save everyone some face.

No matter how slow the third person was, seeing their reactions, he realized later that he had said something wrong, and his face turned ugly.

He actually wanted to say that he wasn't so good at looking at the air, and that it must be the monster's big move that magnified the carefree side of his character, but after thinking about it, he swallowed the explanation back.

——He was the only one among the three here who was affected. According to their previous speculation, doesn't it mean that he is not as skilled as others?

The atmosphere was awkward for a while, and it was the second exorcist who spoke to break the frozen air.

He glanced vaguely at the growing crowd, and said in a low voice: "It seems that the spirit of the ancient pile has not been sealed yet, I have an ominous premonition that it is not suitable to stay here for a long time, we should go and have a fight Let's make peace."

This monster extermination master is very self-aware, knowing that he can't deal with high-level monsters alone, even if it is a high-level monster that has reached the end of the road, a final backlash is enough for him to die without a burial.

As the saying goes, when the sky falls, the taller stands against it, since he can't handle it, then go find someone who can resist it and hug him, anyway, that's what he did before.

As for what is different today... the field has always been well-trained, and obviously according to the usual practice, they came to clean up the mess as soon as the incident happened, why are they still standing there without moving?

These monster extermination masters who were excluded from the elite class, although they must be more than [-]% higher than those rookies, usually active in the city where they are stationed, they can also exorcise intermediate monsters alone.

But when a major event like today happened, the association had only one requirement for them.

Send the news to the headquarters and wait for someone to come over to deal with it. They just need to obediently step aside and stay out of the way. Of course, it is best to protect themselves.

Want to volunteer and contribute?I'm sorry, but we don't have a place for you.

Exorcists are considered to be a branch of Onmyoji, and they value talent very much. The presence or absence of spiritual power is one threshold, the level of natural spiritual power is another threshold, and the ability to use it proficiently is the last threshold. 90.00% of the three thresholds stand on tiptoe You can't turn your toes over, but some people can easily reach the finish line with one step.

No talent means no strength, and the association is unwilling to let them die as cannon fodder, so the level of participation in the mission is strictly stipulated.

Like that Murakami who was scared out of his wits by the Dazai, he is considered a side branch of the Ba family, and he went undercover to the Tuyumen family and brought back a lot of Onmyoji materials.

But the strength lies there. Murakami has no right to make decisions when encountering monsters above the intermediate level and must report it. Only those below the intermediate level can find a way to solve it.

At that time, the young woman who caused the trouble was a middle-level monster, so Murakami intercepted the news and chose to entrust Dazai to help him eliminate the monster. If it was a high-level monster, he couldn't do this.

Back to the present, so we can’t really blame these demon exorcisers for protecting their lives wisely. The exorcists who are used to this mode are first-class in life-saving and thigh-holding skills.

But the consequences of being accustomed to relying on the strong were revealed at this time. Once those masters did not appear in the designated position in time as usual, the bottom demon exorcists would not know what to do.

Only then did the second exorcist who spoke make a suggestion.

"I think we'd better wait here," the exorcist who was the first to speak out hesitated, glanced carefully at the gathering point in the distance, and also lowered his voice, "It seems that something big happened to them. , is not an ordinary event.”

After he finished the first sentence, he felt a little more courageous, and when he spoke again, he seemed confident: "So many elites can't even tell a single monster who came to seal the trouble, what are you thinking to make them panic? You know I have personally seen a person sent by the association to carry out a mission, his companion was stabbed by a monster in front of him, and he didn't shake a word when he chanted the spell!"

To be honest, this description is indeed exaggerated, but it is obvious that the ruthless style of the elites of the Exorcist Association's single-minded execution of tasks is deeply rooted in the hearts of the people. Feeling affected by the weird black mist, so everyone is convinced.

Even the one who told the story believed it to be true.

"That's right, something happened to the Patriarch of Chang Yi Sect!" The third demon extermination master endured, but he still didn't get over the influence of the demon mist on him, and opened his mouth to reveal the tacit guess of the other two.

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"Patriarch, Patriarch, how are you Patriarch?"

"Don't crowd around here, the president is almost out of breath!"

More than a dozen elite demon extermination masters who were far away from the accident scene were in a panic, forming a circle at a loss, looking at the unconscious black-haired youth lying on the ground in panic.

Zhang Jingsi came here this time to take in the resurrected god, and he didn't want other people to get a share of the action, so although there were other powerful exorcists in the ancient house, he didn't bring any of them.

Those who followed him were carefully selected, absolutely loyal direct descendants of the Chang family. Originally, he had planned very well. With the Dazai working together, the pressure was greatly reduced. These subordinates were enough to clean up the peripheral soldiers, and he himself could go directly The lair of the god of jealousy, lest Dazai be one step ahead.

As a result, his subordinates were too loyal, and when they saw him fall, they all genuinely panicked, and then their emotions were magnified by the monster mist. Up to now, none of them have thought of the business they came here to do.

Fortunately, as the object of concern, Toba Jingji is not in the same place as them, so he doesn't know how stupid they are, otherwise they might really pass out like the hallucinations these people saw.

The ability of the spirit of ancient piles is essentially to cause a stress response in the human body through external stimuli, and to construct illusions for itself, so it was impossible for it to trap everyone in an illusion.

He was covering his right eye at this moment, blood flowed out from between his fingers, dripped to the ground, and broke into tiny pieces.

Although his appearance is miserable, Zhang Jingsi can still laugh, the corner of his mouth is not forced at all, and his intact left eye shows the same unpredictable smile as usual.

"Weaving illusions can be explained as evolution, but as a monster who is good at deceiving people, you can also have such speed and power. How did you do it?" Like a good student who actively studies the topic.

"Hehehe, thanks to the spiritual power you humans offered, the master has recovered a lot. As his dependents, my benefactor and I have also benefited." Finger, actually also explained one by one.

This monster's originally clean demon power was completely polluted, the leaves on top of its head turned dark green close to pure black, and its pupils were as red as traffic lights at night, very penetrating.

In particular, its two little hands were stained with blood, and there was a trace of unlicked blood on the corner of its mouth. Against that cute smiling face, it was evil, devilish, and scary. After a long time, it still had a frightening attraction.

Zhang Jingsi was not confused by it, but just put down his hand, revealing the red right eye that also exudes evil aura, with three deep and long claw marks on it, because the bleeding was hastily stopped with a spell, so the handsome The face is still barely visible, not split in the middle like an abstract painting.

However, those three wounds were still very hideous.

"Did you use the ability of that divine envoy?" Dechang Jingsi ignored the wound on his face, took advantage of the fact that his right eye, which had been robbed of a part of his demonic power, was not completely blind, and took the time to look at the spirit of the ancient pile. To the looming black bird shadow on it.

The spirit of Gu Zhuang tilted his head, with a puzzled expression on his face: "Do you know your benefactor? Why do you feel that your emotions seemed a little stronger just now?"

Jing Si paused, chose not to answer its question, and continued with his last sentence: "The envoy can control the shadows on the mountain, and after your ability evolves, you can use the monster mist to confuse people's minds, The combination of your two strengths can drag these hundreds of people and hundreds of demons into the illusion."

The spirit of the ancient pile was diverted by him. After all, even if this human being knows the benefactor, it is related to the resurrection of the master, and the benefactor will not let him go, so the previous question is irrelevant.

"You're right." It lifted its head triumphantly, and said proudly, "This is the power of me, my benefactor, and my master!"

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