Goujuan always refuses to confess

"What's next?"

Fu Heihui, who was kicked out of the room, brought out a large piece of shards of glass, and fell to the outside with severe pain in his abdomen. He barely controlled himself and completed the body receiving action before landing.

No secondary damage was caused, Fu Heihui rolled over and stood still, while panting, he looked at the communicator in his hand.

Mechanical Pill: ?

You can't expect him to get the specifics of what happened in the outside world with a communicator, he only knows that he has been taken for a while.

Fu Heihui was just about to speak, and then two figures fell from the hole he knocked open. He called out Nue to pick them up, and retreated several steps in succession under the impact of inertia.

The ones who flew out later than him were Chanyuan Maki and Zenyuan Zhibiren.

Seeing her senior sister also clutching her stomach, Fu Heihui almost knew who did it.

"What is Senior Shizhi going to do? Where is Senior Qihai?"

"...Who knows... My magic tool is still on it, damn it... Ten sticks kicked too hard!"

Zenyuan Maki coughed up a mouthful of blood foam, and was put on the ground by her apprentice and then retched while supporting the ground.

"Maki-senpai, Jueda-senpai may be the one who kept us away from that danger..."

"Even if he is well-intentioned, it's too insignificant." Chanyuan Maki stood up rubbing her abdomen, "That's why we seldom bring him to group training, otherwise we will have a fixed bed with Teacher Nitzi sooner or later... Hey, the one over there Is the old man still alive!"

The one-armed old man who was put down by Nue was also a little dizzy, and he stood up and said that he was fine.

Fu Heihui: "What should I do next?"

Chanyuan Maki: "...Let's go and find Teacher Wujo. When I saw Shizhi just now, his injuries were not serious, which means that he can deal with that guy who looks a bit like you."

Zenyuan Maki felt that Senior Qihai would also be kicked down by Shizhikong, so she thought about waiting below for a while.

As a result, she and Fu Heihui didn't wait for Jianren Qihai as they had imagined. Instead, they bowed their heads, and another super curse spirit appeared in front of them.

It was the Zhipi people of the Chanyuan who reminded them that the volcano head that existed in Wujo Wu's narration suddenly stood in front of him, looking up at the glass passageway above.

"Tuogen, you're leaving too." The one-eyed mantra's tone couldn't be heard, at least not by a human sorcerer.

It seemed to be sad, but his tone was steady without ups and downs.

They could only see that the super-level curse spirit who was several levels stronger turned his head little by little. While putting great pressure on humans, the one-eyed curse spirit had a gloomy expression.

--escape.

There was only one thought in the minds of the three people on the street.

None of them escaped, however.

The newly-appeared super magic spirits also failed to attack them.

The electricity in the surrounding neighborhood was cut off in an instant, and the dark night fell heavily, accompanied by the frenzied sirens.

——Run, run, get out of here!

The brain keeps giving them new instructions, urging the owner of the body to act quickly.

But neither the human magicians nor the super magic spirits who wanted to attack them could move, and they were in the process of adapting to oppression.

Mantras recover faster than humans.

A shuddering sensation ran across his back, the moment Leu Hu regained his freedom, he wanted to burn the three annoying guys in front of him, and then go up to Tuo Gen after the burn was over—grass!

Leu Hu no longer knew how to evaluate this fast-paced change, his thoughts were frequently interrupted, and now he even felt the breath of Su Nuo's fingers.

Compared with burning these three culprits that may have caused Tuo Gen's death, it is clear that the priority of Su Nuo's fingers elsewhere is higher.

No matter what he did for him or not, they could still meet in the wilderness thousands of years later.

Making decisive decisions one after another, Leu Hu left the three conjurers on the spot and ran away without looking back.

It's just three human conjurers with injuries, so they can't do much here.

The three humans who were thrown away were still dazed, until the sound of the mechanical pill woke them up.

Jijiwan: "What's the matter? What happened? You suddenly lost your voice!"

By the way, the communicator that is not controlled by electricity has not been affected... Fu Heihui lowered his head and saw that the communicator, which was powered by mantra, was still on.

"We..." Fu Heihui opened his mouth, but he didn't know where to start.

He raised his head and found that in just a moment, the scene had undergone a new change.

—something is overflowing from a high place.

Fu Heihui was located a little far away, and he could only see the dark and slightly viscous liquid dripping over the uneven glass shards, and then falling down.

For no reason, his brain gave him another warning.

— stay away from here.

Jianren Qihai was very disturbed.

He felt that things were going for the worst.

"Shizhikong! Can you still move?" asked the adult conjurer.

Jianren Qihai searched for the dividing point of 7:3 on the black cloth again and again, but it was useless, he couldn't hit a critical strike at all, his knife swung up as if it touched nothingness, and was quickly bounced away.

Shi Zhikong who was called raised his head from the posture of lowering his head, his eyes were slightly blurred, and gradually focused after three seconds.

He could see that his way was blocked.

"Yes." He answered concisely, propped up his ten branches and stepped back, feeling something deep in his cuffs.

"Qihai Jianren." Shi Zhikong said, "Its target is me."

"...I know, but I can't leave you here alone as a student." Nanami Jianren replied.

Although the level of sorcerers is the same, Jianren Nanami still regards Shizhikong as a junior.

Shi Zhikong lowered his eyes, and he retreated to the side of Zenyuan Shier who was lying motionless on the ground. His eyes moved back slightly, and he found that the man's... body was in disarray, probably eaten by the "humanoid" opposite.

Such an opponent with such excellent physical skills ended up in such a fate... The silver-haired boy gritted his teeth and took out the curse spirit hidden on his body.

The curse spirit wrapped in ten empty mantras was a small group, and the curse spirit returned to its original size with a bang when the magic power was removed.

This is a magic spirit that can store items. Ten branches have been raised for a long time, and no one in the school knows about it.

After the curse spirit returned to its original state, it still shrunk into a ball. Shi Zhi pinched its chin and squeezed its mouth open before spitting out a box covered with runes.

The wooden box is the beginning, and there are white speakers at the back that are going to fall out, and ten of them are stuffed back.

Jianren Qihai noticed the movement behind, and took advantage of the gap when the figure was still, he turned around and asked: "The magic spirit of the storage... what is it in your hand?"

Shi Zhikong replied: "It is something that even a curse spirit would want, and it is used to test an idea."

He seemed to know which side the creature was coming at him.

After that, Jianren Qihai watched helplessly as the silver-haired boy peeled off the charms on the wooden box, and took out the finger of a certain curse king that the entire magic world valued very much.

The moment the finger was exposed, the figure opposite did not give any special reaction.

Jianren Qihai didn't have time to stop, this finger was shot at the jet-black figure by ten empty arrows.

The golden arrow pierced through the air, and the figure did not hide, stretching out a long strip of black cloth to catch the arrow that was about to hit itself.

Then, like a stone thrown into the sea, "it" sank into the body with the arrow and fingers.

One second, two seconds, three seconds.

The human form did not have any chemical reaction with Su Nuo's fingers.

Jianren Qihai breathed a sigh of relief, and then he had a headache from the disappearance of a Su Nuo finger.

Regardless of why Shizhikong holds it, if this figure doesn't spit out its fingers, wouldn't it be that Yuzu Yuhito would never be able to get his fingers together?

"Shizhikong, why did you—!" Jianren Qihai's voice suddenly disappeared.

The conjurer who was half turned sideways stood there, and his whole body was enveloped by a dark shadow that suddenly rose.

He turned his head stiffly, and the slender human figure swelled into a ball, as if a blower was pumping air into it, and the stretched black cloth had no limit.

"It" seems to want to include all the creatures in this space.

There are slightly sour golden eyes on the ten branches.

Su Nuo's fingers were not absorbed, nor was his spell power.

So why?This creature that doesn't belong here is coming all the way to find him.

——Qihai Jianren originally had the opportunity to leave.

—… Humans are troublesome creatures.

When Shizhikong opened his eyes again, the black above his head was crumbling, and he saw flowing liquid from under the taut cloth line.

The next moment, the cloudy liquid poured down from the head.

Just like in the previous battle with Tuo Gen, the water waves washed the ground violently, but the clear water at the scene was replaced by muddy black mud.

Shizhikong sank in.

The moment his feet touched the liquid, he felt like falling.

The first to be swallowed by the black mud was Zenyuan Shier who lay flat on the ground without knowing his life or death, followed by Jianren Qihai, who fainted the moment he touched the black mud.

The last one is Shi Zhikong.

The turbid black liquid crawled over the target that "it" didn't like, and rushed towards the only living thing left in the room.

First the calves and then the knees. After reaching the waistline, Shizhi couldn't move at all. The hunting clothes on his body also became a burden at this time, making him more heavily submerged in the black mud.

But these are just intrusions from foreign objects.

A pained look appeared on the silver-haired boy's face. He wanted to cover his head with his hands, but the black mud climbing up quickly didn't give him this chance, and even took his breath away.

—He is embraced by the malice of the world.

The black mud covered his mouth and nose, and gradually even his field of vision was occupied by complete darkness, and he couldn't see anything.

Human hearing can be amplified when vision is blocked. Although Shi Zhikong has an unconventional sense of hearing, he still feels that the voice he hears is amplified.

—someone held the evil of the world to his ears.

As a mind reader, Shi Zhikong has always accepted all the voices of the outside world unconditionally.

Positive and negative, the emotions of living beings are varied, and it is this richness and variety that prevents Shizhi Kong from being overwhelmed by negative emotions.

But it's different now.

He was about to be corrupted by malice.

Countless whispers full of hatred and resentment pressed against his ears, over and over again, endlessly explaining the fact that "he" is evil.

The first time around, he stood there.

The second time around, he didn't quite understand.

……

For the seventh time, he tried to open his eyes but only saw boundless darkness.

……

For the first time, he closed his eyes again and let himself be bent by the malicious pressure.

— Thorn, hurry up and save me.

--……spine.

——I am so uncomfortable.

— Thorn... where are you...

--spine.

——Dog curly thorn.

— thorny thorny thorny thorny.

--"spine."

The spellcaster who was busy saving people in a certain corner of Shibuya sensed it, and he raised his head to look at the starless night—it was dark and ominous.

After watching for a while, Gou Juan didn't find anything.

So he lowered his head and continued to hold the horn to rescue the people who needed to be evacuated.

If he ignored the inexplicable panic, he really didn't feel anything.