I'm just an ordinary Dazai [Comprehensive]

Whoosh whoosh—

Zhang Jingsi fired three arrows at once, and the arrows encrusted with spells accurately nailed the three shadows chasing behind him to the ground.

The three shadows still wanted to struggle, the spell ignited spontaneously without wind, and the pure spiritual power opened the barrier to cover the shadows, and then shattered with a "ding", and the three shadows emitting bad luck disappeared when I looked again.

"President, your eyes..." Nanase, who broke free from the illusion of the spirit of ancient piles, walked to Chang Jingsi's side, just about to say something, but was stopped by raising her hand.

Chang Jingsi calmly paid attention to the movement around him, not letting go of any troubles, and at the same time carefully told his secretary: "Be careful, it was just a shadow controlled by a monster, and its body is still in the dark."

Nanase's heart trembled, and she reacted quickly, forming a square formation back to back with the other exorcising masters brought by Dichang Jingsi, protecting their president in the center.

They are worthy of being the anti-monster elite cultivated by the Chang family with great efforts. Even if crises continue and they are out of danger not long after their lives, they can quickly cheer up and meet the next enemy.

But Chang Jingsi sighed secretly, he knew that the monster this time was different from before, the entire shadow of Mt. Chokai obeyed it, it could not only hide in the shadow but also move at any time, ordinary tracking Jujutsu and shikigami cannot determine the location of the monster at all.

They are fighting on their home court, and they have no advantage in the right time and place. They have been absorbed by the spirit of the ancient piles before, and they are exhausted physically and mentally. .

Thinking of this, even Zhang Jingsi, who had a strong mind, couldn't help feeling a little annoyed, and subconsciously wanted to raise his hand to touch his right eye.

After he got the news of the spirit bird from Dazai, he had calculated in his mind how to fight against this envoy, but most of the battle plans were inseparable from the eyes of this lodging monster.

It was not as clear as Dazai's eyes, but given him a little more time, he could collect enough information and deduce where the spirit bird was hiding.

These subordinates were brought over by him after careful consideration to help delay the time. In the game, they were tanks with high defense and low attack.

But who knew that this trump card, which was well hidden, would be targeted by the spirit of the ancient pile, and the monster burst out his trump card in one go to break his defense in order to steal the ability of the eyes——

In order to hide the abnormality of the right eye, Zhang Jingsi deliberately did not make targeted defenses. After all, the spiritual power fluctuations of the defensive means were detected, didn't it clearly tell everyone that there is a problem?

Now, although he killed the spirit of the ancient pile and regained his ability, Zhang Jingsi's right eye was also scrapped because of this, and he couldn't see anything until he was healed.

He really wanted to touch his eyes, and feel that he had rarely stumbled.

However, with so many subordinates around, this action may be interpreted as negative and affect their morale.

Originally, there were not many chips in his hand, and it was impossible for Zhang Jingsi to do such a stupid thing, so he held back.

Of course, the situation on his side is not too bad. There is no hope of victory, but it is no problem to resist the attack of the spirit bird for a short period of time. Then wait for the escaped demon masters and low-level demon masters to report back and stay in the old house. The reinforcements from here can get out of trouble.

Zhang Jingsi sighed regretfully again, this fallen envoy has a relationship with the Chang family, and originally wanted to wake up its intelligence and rely on it to recommend and meet the revived god.

Of course, when he discovered that the god was resurrected by absorbing the vitality of the sacrifices from the monster, he had already guessed that he had fallen so deeply that he probably couldn't communicate.

But it would be good to get a divine envoy, at least it will allow the Chang family to spread their influence in the Deyu area...

It's all ruined now.

The spirit bird is a high-level monster whose strength is close to that of a big monster. Although it cannot show its true strength because of its insanity after falling, it is not something that a defeated general can subdue.

Chang Jingsi drew the bowstring, and the long arrow pierced through the enchantment of his subordinates to crucify a shadow twisted into a snake.

Forget it, listening to the formation from the volcano, Dazai-kun has already brought his shikigami and the revived god to fight, and his chances of surviving here are much higher than his.

Chang Jingsi comforted himself.

There was a huge bang again, a small amount of lava spewed out from the crater, and the volcanic ash floated slowly like a gray mushroom cloud, and the air seemed to become heavy and hot for a while.

Zhang Jingsi knew that it was just an illusion, but two powerful energies shot up into the sky, making him look over there uncontrollably.

"Did you win?" Dechang Jingsi suddenly became uneasy.

Only the envoy has such a powerful ability, and that god can burst out with this level of strength after being resurrected. Was his initial plan wrong?

No matter how much preparation he has made, isn't it too arrogant to want to calculate benefits from the gods as a human being?

Chang Jingsi rarely reflected on his behavior, and found that he still underestimated these non-human beings.

But the reality didn't have time for him to think about it. As soon as the two demonic powers rose up, the spirit bird who didn't know where it was hiding let out a shrill scream, and shouted loudly: "Dangerous, dangerous!"

A filthy and gloomy force descended from nowhere, and in an instant, countless black shadows appeared to surround the group of onmyojis.

Zhang Jingsi's reaction was already very fast. He bent his bow and set his arrows when the spirit bird screamed. When the shadow circle formed, the arrow injected with all the spiritual power of Chang Jingsi flew out, opening a passage.

"Go!" Zhang Jingsi yelled, and ran forward without any hesitation. After a while, the passageway faintly showed signs of closing.

Zhang Jingsi ordered Shikigami to take him with him, and led his subordinates to rush out of the shadow encirclement without looking back, running several thousand meters in one breath before daring to stop.

He stood on the high ground and looked back. The poisonous miasma was like the billowing smoke that rose when the forest was burned. It spread with the direction of the wind and engulfed a large area of ​​the forest.

In fact, the effect of this evil spirit is almost the same as that of fire, and all the grass and trees where it passes are dyed dark gray.

Unlike the spirits of the ancient piles that seize spiritual power, the dirty spirit birds simply pollute and corrode the living beings. Those plants did not die, but they caused more trouble than death. They were assimilated into the source of miasma. If they are not purified as soon as possible, here It will eventually become a ghost forest.

It is impossible for the Zhang family to ignore it. In the final analysis, they made the decision to come here to find monsters, and they refused the intervention of the onmyoji. Of course, they are responsible for the problems.

Nanase walked up to him, followed his eyes to look at the miasma, and couldn't help feeling afraid for a while: "What happened to that monster? Why did it explode suddenly? If the president didn't make a quick decision, we would be assimilated by that thing too."

Zhang Jingsi doesn't think so, the danger that has been avoided is not called danger. In order to avoid stepping into the same pit next time, he doesn't mind reflecting on it afterwards, and he won't be reluctant to recall it because of fear.

So upon hearing Nanase's inquiry, Ji Changjingsi just told her the result of his reflection: "It was the resurrected god that had an accident, and the spirit of the ancient pile followed his order to attack me before."

"It's a pity," Dechang Jingsi looked at the dark bird in the middle of the miasma, "Although it is an angel who controls the shadow, it didn't look like this back then."

The messenger of the gods recorded by the family, with feathers as bright as the moon, with a graceful and vigorous figure, shuttled freely through the jungle, but now he fell into the abyss and never returned.

Zhang Jingsi spent five seconds regretting, then looked at his secretary with a normal expression, and asked in a flat tone: "Has the mobile phone signal recovered? Have you received the news?"

Exorcists also have to keep up with the times.

Nanase turned over the president's cell phone—she didn't understand why the president had to carry such a burden—looked at it, and said unexpectedly: "There is really a text message, it was 10 minutes ago..."

Chang Jingsi was not surprised: "It's Mr. Dazai, what did he say?"

10 minutes?

Pushing forward another 5 minutes, it was when the Vile Spirit Bird broke out, so it really was his "alliance" who did something?

"He said, let you..."

Zhang Jingsi finished listening with his expression unchanged, touched his right eye, and let out a chuckle.

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"Chuya, control your strength, this guy sent the demon core away, you can't kill it now." Dazai shouted loudly.

Before finding the demon core of the Fallen God, all the damage will only make it stronger, and the center has been enlarged, and the human body can't hold on.

"Ha, you bastard sometimes miscalculates!" Zhongya stabbed back subconsciously, but obediently let go of half of his strength, and the fist that should have hammered the python into meatloaf fell on the hard scales. Just smash the python back into the lava.

Dazai glared at him gloomyly, and said in an unhappy tone: "Obviously according to my plan..."

The black flame spewed out by Huangba can be traced back to the source after locking on to the target. If it touches a little bit, it will definitely kill it. There will be no such hard fight!

But it's useless to talk nonsense now, let's find the demon core of the Fallen God first, maybe his god-making plan can still save...

"The demon core is the source of a monster's power. It is as important as the soul and consciousness. Unless it can act out of the body like the spirit of the ancient pile, the demon core is hidden in the body. Normally, even if the monster explodes, it is impossible to let the demon core leave. Own."

Dazai looked at the giant python swimming again under the lava and muttered to himself.

"It's really amazing that you can overcome your nature, but the demon core without consciousness is like a large piece of fat that smells fragrant. Even the lowest-level little monsters dare to come over and take a bite, so you can only isolate the breath of the demon core. , or find an absolutely trustworthy companion to guard it for you.”

The giant python floated up from under the lava, staring at Dazai from afar with vertical pupils.

"The former is unlikely. I can be sure that before Chuya smashed you, your demon core was still here. After that punch, the breath of the demon core completely disappeared from this cave. If there is a channel to send it there, that place will be Not foolproof."

"And the latter... your subordinates are only the spirit of the ancient pile and the fallen angel. The spirit of the ancient pile is dead, and the unclean spirit bird..." Dazai frowned, "Give the demon core to it, and you are not afraid that it will recognize you identity?"

With a clatter, the giant python straightened up proudly from the lava, and laughed loudly: "If you don't hand over the demon core to it, do you want you to kill me? I don't know what my nature is, I only know that before I become a god, I will never die!"

Seeing it popping up, Zhong Ye kicked it without hesitation, kicking the snake back into the hot magma.

The orange-haired boy stood on the mountain wall and sneered, "Oh, even if you become a god, I can tear you apart!"

The giant python finally learned how to be obedient, and hid its whole body and most of its head in the golden-red lava, staring at Zhongye with hatred: "But as long as you can't find my demon core, you can't do anything to me!"

At this moment, a ding-dong sound suddenly sounded, Dazai took out his phone and glanced at it, then "cut" in a low voice.

The author has something to say: Failed to catch fish, phone number, traffic jam on the road, wait to go back and make up [-]

I saw the picture, thank you little angel for your support!

I don't know if the mobile phone has a signal in the volcano, let's just assume that it has a high level of technology and has broken through this limitation...