Natsume's Little Mister

The vines were burned to ashes, and the black-brown powder was blown by the wind and passed by the car window, adding only a little dust to the car.

To tell the truth, the choice of attack location for the combination is really unwise.

No matter in terms of geographical location or talent pool, the combination can be regarded as a bad move.

Geographically,

In front of the Panshan Highway is one of the only two magician schools in the country, which gathers the top magician forces in the country;

In terms of talent pool,

Not to mention Gojo Satoru, the strongest conjurer of the conjuration college, but Natsume and Zhou Fangzun, a super conjurer with the best defense, a red king with overwhelming attack power, and a secret hidden Youkai, the high-ranking big demon dozing off on Natsume's lap, and the king of curses in the body of Knotaba Yuhito with two faces.

Thinking about it carefully, Natsume couldn't help but mourn for the attackers.

How unlucky it is to encounter such a terrifying lineup.

In this battle, the entire combination was suppressed, and it was not enough for Zhou Fangzun to beat it alone, let alone there were more other factors.

Hidden in the forest, John Steinbeck let out a scream, and the vines climbing out of the blood vessels in his neck were completely burned. Even though he had cut off the connection with the vines in advance, the residual heat still flowed His supernatural power invaded the blood vessels.

He fell to the ground in embarrassment, feeling that the blood in his whole body seemed to be boiling, burning bones and flesh into carbon.

Beside him, his partner Howard Phillips Lovecraft crouched beside him with long arms and legs.

His long black curly hair dragged on the ground, like the tentacles of a deep-sea monster, sticking stickily on John's back.

"Howard...kill them." John struggled with pain on his face.

The severe pain obviously blurred his sanity and made him forget his teammate O'Coulter's plan.

Lovecraft stood beside him dumbfounded, his face like a dead fish became more and more gloomy, and complained sullenly: "I'm not happy."

"Then kill them!"

John twitched on the ground. Hearing this, he raised his head and yelled at Lovecraft with a ferocious expression.

"Kill, kill, kill...it hurts, it's hot...the volcano erupted, help me..."

Moaning in a low voice, the groaning gradually became undetectable.

"Okay." Lovecraft was like a rock, and his tone was as flat as a straight line, without emotion.

But a few seconds later, when he reappeared, he was already in the middle of the winding mountain road.

The tattered black coat fell above his ankles, and the long black curly hair blended with the coat, making one wonder if his hair reached his ankles.

Standing in the middle of the winding mountain road, it looks like a ghost killed in an obstacle in the mountain, looking for a scapegoat.

Yidizhi Jiegao drove in from the corner, because Lovecraft's movements were too fast, he didn't even have time to react, the car knocked a black-clothed and black-haired man into the air with a bang.

"Ah!" Yidizhi Jiegao slammed on the brakes to stop the car, leaving a deep brake mark on the winding mountain road at the rear of the car.

His arms were trembling on the steering wheel, his face was pale, and his forehead was sweating profusely.

"I, I, hit someone." There was despair in his mind.

He killed someone...

Even if it is a conjurer, he will have to pay legal responsibility if he kills someone.

He reached out to open the car door and go out to have a look, hoping that the other party was not dead.

Although with that strength, as long as it is a normal person, it is impossible to survive.

However, before he could turn the doorknob with his hand, he was stopped by Zhou Fangzun's low voice.

Flames seemed to burn in Zhou Fangzun's eyes.

Above the void, a crimson giant sword hangs down from the clouds. Misty white clouds linger on the hilt, and the tip of the sword goes straight to the ground. The invisible aura instantly presses down from the sky, sinking the entire space. .

The rustling sound came from the direction where Lovecraft was knocked away, and the sound of grass blades being crushed was like a giant beast passing through.

"brush--"

Dark green moss-like tentacles shot straight out of the grass.

The thick tentacles slammed on the ground, smashing deep pits on the smooth road.

The disgusting suction cups on the tentacles were reflected in the transparent car window, they attacked from the rear of the car, and became bigger and bigger under Yidichi Jiegao's horrified eyes.

The people in the car reacted differently.

Knotaba Yuhito pursed his lips silently, stood behind Natsume's chair, and frantically poked a cursed king in his mind:

"Hey, I'll make a deal with you, as long as you can protect Mr. Luchuan, I will allow you to do things within the range I can accept."

"Oh? So generous?"

"Stop talking nonsense, do you agree?"

"Of course I agree!" Su Nuo showed a tricky smile, and he probably didn't need to take action in this small case.

Inside the spacious modified car, Nakajima Atsushi clenched his fists, his purple-gold eyes were full of vigor, he couldn't wait to go out and fight with the other party!

He had a vague premonition that the other party was coming towards him.

As expected, he was unknown, and would only bring trouble and bad luck to those around him. Nakajima Atsushi seemed to be bleeding, and a deep disgust came to his heart.

Especially when he thought of Mr. Luchuan by his side, he wanted to vomit blood with hatred.

If he really hurt the other party, he will be the eternal sinner in the Japanese literary world!

The huge force tore through the wind and surrounded the car in the sight of the three people who were either shocked or angry.

Natsume hugged Mr. Kitty and sighed. From the beginning to the end, his expression did not change.

Just when the attack was about to arrive, he silently raised his hand, and the light blue barrier instantly enveloped the entire vehicle.

At the same time, Zhou Fangzun, who was dozing lazily, opened his eyes, and two strands of red hair curled up on his forehead.

"Trouble." He muttered in a low voice.

Between the flicks, bright red flames flew out from his fingertips and landed on the tentacles outside the space barrier, the scorching heat instantly melted the tentacles.

The melted flesh was like black kerosene flowing on the ground, and the terrifying whispers were faintly visible, as if something that could not be seen directly revealed the essence of evil thoughts.

Black grease surrounded the car, and the flames burned along the tentacles, spreading to the grass, burning the grass, revealing a three-story monster with countless tentacles.

It was simply visual pollution.

Natsume silently covered the cat teacher's eyes.

In the sky, the red sword of Damocles suppressed downwards, and grease spread on the ground and squirmed.

The two confront each other.

Natsume's hand-knot technique, countless light blue space barriers framed the grease on the ground, and the flowers fell, but it didn't work. Natsume threw the opponent into the sea in the safe haven.

The heavy deep sea pressure crushed it to death.

As for the outside world, the fat that escaped by chance seeped into the ground.

The Wang Jian in the sky turned faintly, and the flames burned the ground, turning the land into a piece of lava, and the black grease in the lava finally stopped responding, and the whispering sound disappeared.

But that weird melody will always exist in people's minds.

In the deep forest, next to John, Lovecraft's figure floated up from the ground, only half of his tattered chest was exposed.

If you look carefully, you will find that the other party's blood and flesh from the waist down have disappeared, leaving only the bones.

But Lovecraft didn't change his face, as if the missing limb was not his.

"Unhappy." He muttered again.

After the inexplicable strange enemy disappeared, Yidizhi Jiegao breathed a sigh of relief silently.

So he didn't kill someone?

The monster he saw just now couldn't possibly be a human, could it?

Meanwhile, the offices of Scepter4 in Tokyo.

President Reiji Munakata felt something when Zhou Fangzun released the sword of Damocles, and raised his head to look into the distance.

"Director, there is something new!" His female assistant, Seri Awashima, hurried in from the door.

Reiji Munakata put down the gradient color puzzle in his hand, and looked at the Weitzman deviation value presented by Seri Awashima.

The Weizmann Deviation is a means of monitoring the King's Falling Sword Index.

The King of Blue represents order and is the "policeman" among the kings, and one of their biggest tasks is to confirm the stability of the king and prevent the other party from falling sword accidents.

If there is a problem with the Weizmann deviation value of any king, there may be another "Kagutsu Crater Incident".

Munakata Reishi carefully analyzed Zhou Fangzun's data, as if he could see the flowers from these data.

"Where is he?"

"He was taken away by someone with a high level of conjuration." Seri Awashima suddenly explained.

"Conjuration expert? What is Zhou Fang doing with them? What about the Barbara people?"

Seri Awashima took the document and said: "To be precise, Natsume Takashi, Your Excellency the Scarlet King was entrusted by his senior brother, His Excellency Fukuzawa Yukichi, to protect him."

She paused, thinking of Natsume Takashi's ability, and said: "Your Excellency the Scarlet King's Weitzman deviation value is getting higher and higher. It will be safer to follow His Excellency Natsume Takashi."

At least if the falling sword incident occurs, it will not cause mass casualties among ordinary people.

"Is that so..." Munakata Reishi frowned and whispered.

Forget it, let Zhou Fang go out to relax for a while, with Natsume Takashi, he is more at ease, there is no need for the Scepter's people to conflict with Barbara.

High School of Magic.

The car slowly passed the school gate and stopped in the dormitory area.

The car door closed with a "bang", and scattered fireflies flew out of the grass.

Fluorescent yellow light floats in the open space, like small warm lamps.

The light fell into Atsushi Nakajima's eyes, flickering.

In the night, the black silhouettes of several people are accompanied by fireflies.

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