Extraordinary Shura field of special magic equipment

"Sorry, I'm not a god, I can't do it."

Jia Ruozi looked at the dying old man on the bed with some indifference. As a doctor who is used to seeing death, she could only regretfully announce that the person on the bed was hopelessly incurable.

Reversing the spell could not save the conjurer who was about to die in front of him. He was not injured or caused by external force, but because of curse and erosion.

"...Doctor, help me..." The man on the bed poked out his dead branch-like hand from under the quilt, and tremblingly reached towards the direction of the fire. The latter frowned, looking at the wound on his arm. With the thorny curse pattern, he began to doubt why he came here.

This is obviously the residence of a wealthy family. It is located in a remote suburb with a large yard. She was a little confused when she was led all the way by the servant.

There was only her and this "patient" in the room, which was so empty that it was terrifying. The servants had already brought her in and backed out, and the door was closed.

She raised her eyebrows thoughtfully.

"Doctor... save me..."

"help me……"

The patient's hoarse voice lingered in her ears like a magic voice.

In an instant, this place fell into the icy mist like an ice cellar.

Is someone trying to plot against her?

Although they are medical staff, they are not completely powerless when they enter the family.

She calmly observed the surrounding scenes and abnormalities, and stroked her magic tool for self-defense with her fingers.

A scalpel.

Rated as a first-class spell.

This is a self-defense habit she has developed from going out on missions from time to time. Although those two guys are usually unreliable, they are trustworthy partners at critical moments.

But no one can guarantee a perfect solution every time, so the family will also secretly practice some self-defense skills.

"doctor……"

The voice of the haggard person on the bed became smaller and smaller, she turned her head, just in time to see the skeleton-shaped person slowly melting into a puddle of soft and sticky liquid, sliding down the bed, moving towards her hit.

Nausea.

too disgusting.

Jia Ruozi's eyes were fixed, and he directly drew his knife and stabbed very coolly.

The scalpel felt as if it had been pierced directly into the mud, sinking in, slowly being swallowed and melted from the tip of the knife.

Tsk, she backed away in disgust.

She still doesn't know what the other party's purpose is, and the upper-level people have no reason to do anything to her, unless...

She was counted.

Jia Ruozi began to calculate the possibility of her escape. After all, it was impossible for the world of magic to let her go. After all, no one wanted to offend a doctor who could save lives.

The disgusting unknown liquid had almost reached her. She took a few steps back. Fortunately, the room was large enough for her to gain space for her escape.

"doctor……"

The center of the liquid condensed into a mouth-like shape, and when it was opened and closed, it was even possible to see sticky fangs inside.

It was the most disgusting creature she had ever seen in her life.

Jia Ruozi's feet were still entangled, and she couldn't break free. The cold and sticky touch was slowly eroding her mana, and it was also trying to erode her body further.

She looked at the liquid indifferently.

Then he pulled out another scalpel and directly cut off his entangled foot.

After breaking free, she used her spell power at a very high speed, and before the wound even gushed out blood, she used the reversal technique to heal it, and the severed limb was reborn.

This is a method that consumes a lot of mana, she won't use it easily, and she can only do it once for the time being, and the pain is not something ordinary people can bear.

But right now, this is the only way to escape. She is sure that once it is completely swallowed, the result will be an unimaginable disaster.

However, it is not impossible.

There is not only one magic scalpel that is rated as the first class, she also has... a set.

Behind her was the dark light of the setting sun projected through the window paper. After she paid the price of a broken limb, she finally got close to here.

The window was opened while the scalpel was waving, probably to despise her as a medical staff, and there were no other restrictions, allowing her to turn over easily.

She casually healed the bruises on her body and began to grope for a way out.

"Stronger than I thought, doctor."

A figure slowly emerged from the shadows, with a camera hanging around his neck, pale complexion, stilted footsteps, and a strange smile on his face, but none of this was more eye-catching than the sutures on his head that almost occupied the entire forehead.

His tone was slow and calm, and his soul seemed to have been well-educated in etiquette. The elegance in his gestures created a strong sense of dissonance with his vain appearance.

Jia Ruozi touched her pocket. In this situation, she really wanted to take a puff of cigarettes. Nicotine would soothe her mood. Only at this time would she realize how dependent she was on this kind of thing.

"so what."

Anyway, she can't escape, she doesn't want to.

I just hope those two unreliable guys can find a place soon.

Before she came, she called Xia Youjie, but she didn't get through, so she left a message on the social software she used often. There were three messages at the same time, indicating that she was going to do a solo mission, which was to face her going out. Under the circumstances, there is a tacit understanding between them.

"Don't be so nervous, after all, I just want to borrow your technique, doctor."

He picked up the camera and snapped a picture of Jia Ruozi's face.

As expected, that sacrificial son is only worthy of being a sacrificial son, he has spells but can't use them.

He pinched the photo in his hand.

The only useful thing about this shell is that it can only be used against a target whose mana power has been completely crushed by him at this time, and the photos recorded by it can reproduce a certain spell of the target.

Half of his goal has been completed, and he remembered that the carrier he just got recently was only used for transition, and he didn't need to pay other costs to completely repair it... Now, it can almost be used.

"If you need to save your life, you don't need to invite me so kindly." Jia Ruozi touched the cigarette, and she smoked one. "When I get excited, I tend to lose control of my emotions. Don't mind if I light one."

She took out the lighter expressionlessly.

The vibrant firelight reflected half of her face which was indifferent and beautiful.

"Please."

The man who stitches the thread doesn't seem to care about these things, after all everything is in his plan, and the doctor is just a bait anyway.

He can wait for what he wants in no time.

The gray smoke was lingering, and Jiarui Nitzi was standing here, her embarrassing appearance couldn't conceal her extraordinarily calm and calm temperament at this moment.

"Then, I'll take my leave."

He squeezed the photo, hiding his figure.

Just let her go?

Jia Ruozi was silent in place, she didn't even know the meaning of this inexplicable farce, just to take a picture of her?

She began to wait for those two guys to find her. Fortunately, Xia Youjie had arrived in time before she had burned out a cigarette. His forehead was still covered with sweat, and he asked, "Are you all right?"

He looked at Jia Ruozi's bare feet because of the rebirth of his severed limbs.

"I met a strange person." She put out the cigarette, hooked the corners of her lips indifferently, "Go back, Xia You."

"Yeah." Xia Youjie looked at his family and remembered those annoying things along the way... Has he been dragged by those things for so long...

If he comes later, will Nitro...

"Speaking of which, there is still a puddle of mud-like curse spirits in the house. I don't know what it is. It's all here. Let's get rid of it."

Jia Ruozi thought of that cold and sticky feeling, which made her feel a little creepy now.

"Okay, I'll summon a few curse spirits to take you back first." He summoned the strongest ones and escorted Nitro to leave first.

Immediately opened the door.

The puddle of mud-like curse spirit reminded him of the field where the black mud surged before. He didn't intend to get too entangled, and raised his hand to cast the spell.

"Doctor... doctor... save me... no, no... so weak, so weak, hehehe, you can't save anyone..."

The mud slowly crawled towards him.

"Why, why is there a curse spirit...why is there a human being... so painful, so painful, help me doctor..."

"I don't want to die...help me doctor..."

A hand was condensed from the mud, and a withered hand was condensed from the mud, and it slowly stretched out towards Xia Youjie.

Xia Youjie saw the mantra on that hand, and felt the faintly lingering power of the mantra.

It turned out to be... a conjurer...

There are other fluctuations of spell power remaining on that spell pattern, is it a spell spirit?

"why why why……"

"Why is there a curse spirit... I obviously saved so many people... Help me, doctor..."

The moment his finger was about to touch Xia Youjie, he waved his hand to completely exorcise the curse spirit.

Xia Youjie stumbled and pushed the door open, those words lingered in his ears like curses.

He looked up and saw Shendu standing in front of him.

The other party had a calm expression and a rare gentle tone, "Are you all right?"

"I'm... fine." Xia Youjie heaved a sigh of relief seeing that it was indeed Shendu in front of him.

"That's good." Shen Duming stepped forward to help him, "You are in a bad state, what's the matter?"

Xia Youjie couldn't deny it, and didn't answer directly. He changed the topic, as if he had finally made up his mind. He looked at the slightly curved eyebrows of the other party, and said softly: "Shendu... Nitro almost had an accident today, is it?" I came too late, I..."

"Shh."

Shen Dumin stopped suddenly, and he stretched out a finger to Xia Youjie's lips, stopping what he was about to say.

"Xiayou is very strong. What happened today is just because...there are people like him in the world of magic...it's not your fault."

Fu Sangshen's tone was gentle and gentle.

Against the background of Qi Ye, he looks extraordinarily bright and bewitching.

Like a warm candle, the moon, which is out of reach, is so close at this moment.

"he?"

Xia Youjie grasped the point.

"It's a pervert who likes to use other people's bodies."

Shendumin thought for a long time but couldn't think of any adjectives to describe that guy.

"...is it a spell?"

Xia Youjie couldn't imagine what it means to use someone else's body, like manipulating a puppet?

"Well, I don't know what his purpose is today, maybe it's a warning or a demonstration? Well, it doesn't matter... There is some trace between him and me. If he appears in front of me, he will definitely be crushed by me broken into dust."

Shen Dumin didn't know what he thought of, and showed a villain-like expression.

"Speaking of which, it's been so long, and the world of conjuration has really not changed at all, so conjurers, they will be used by the higher authorities, and they will run around to exorcise the curse spirits."

Shen Dumin thought that the few conjurers he met seemed to be having a bad life, and said that this was simply too social.

Xia Youjie listened to him in silence for a long time, and looked at Fu Sangshen's hollow golden eyes beside him without any emotion.

Xia Youjie said: "The curse spirit is inexhaustible. In this case... the magician who can exorcise the curse spirit should be protected more."

He thought of the magician just now, no, or something that had become a magic spirit.

Another conjurer died...in the hands of the conjurer.

He also said that he saved many lives.

Is the ending like this...

"It would be great if we could create a world without magic spirits."

Xia Youjie suddenly thought of something, and he even felt a little funny when he said it.

Shen Dumin didn't jump out and say that his idea was whimsical, but answered him very positively: "Why don't you give it a try, anyway, if it's yours, it's possible."

"But I..." How to do it.

Shen Duming smiled and changed the topic: "Let's go to dinner first, I came here after hearing Wutiao said that something happened."

"What about Wu?"

Xia Youjie has the habit of checking messages in time. When he saw it, Xia Youjie and Wujo Wu were not together.

"He was assigned to other tasks after the phone call with me, but Wutiao said he believed in you, well, I also believe in Xia You, so don't think too much, eh?"

Shen Dumin's tone was slow and clear, Xia Youjie looked into the other's eyes, he was looking at him intently, even though his eyes were empty, they seemed gentle.

"What do you want for dinner? Or do you want to take another bite?" Xia Youjie looked away, but he didn't say anything more. After eating him last time, he thought about it, thought about it, and vaguely noticed that he The smell of the mantra is probably as disgusting as the curse jade, so that's why Shendu showed that expression at that time, and never mentioned the matter of replenishing the mantra.

Shen Dumin thought for a while, and replied: "Without an appointment, I can't eat kaiseki, so just eat something."

Xia Youjie responded with a smile.

Turning his head, the expression in his pupils was unpredictable.