I became a heartthrob on my own

Chapter 42

Misawa Shin devoured another self, deceived by the falsehood he made, and his personality changed slightly.

But no matter which one Misawa Shin could not refuse Hua Ximuu, under Hua Ximuu's hard and soft tactics, he still agreed to this uneconomical deal.

Although the high-level conjurers were corrupted by Gojo Satoru, they still have two brushes in being able to stand in the conjuration world for many years. Just relying on Misawa's new spell spirit is far from enough to shake them.

But Mizawa Shin has the potential to shake them, because he is the king of curse spirits!

What is the king of curse spirits? Naturally, he is followed by all the curse spirits.

Platinum shooting stars overflowed from Misawa Shin's body, flying in all directions little by little at an angle that ordinary people couldn't see.

When the flame burns to a certain extent, it will turn into ice, and when the power is dark to a certain extent, it will turn into white. The platinum meteor is extremely beautiful, but it exudes bursts of curse.

The aura that is too cold and treacherous to ordinary people exudes a fatal attraction to the curse spirit.

As the golden meteors spread, curse spirits gathered around them one after another. They swam, flew, and walked slowly. Dark clouds covered the moonlight, and monsters ran rampant.

After a while, an objective number of curse spirits gathered around Hua Xixing.

The strange-looking super magic spirit appeared from the shadows, devoured Misawa Shin's platinum pop, and looked at Ureshino Shibuka Yoshiku hesitantly. The same aura on both of them made him unable to tell who was Misawa Shin.

After some comparisons, the super-level curse spirit finally looked at Hua Ximu, and said, "Misawa-sama, what are your orders for summoning your subordinates?"

As the super-level curse spirits made their voices, the curse spirits expressed their submission. In front of Hua Xiling, the ferocious curse spirits looked like well-behaved children, with their huge heads leaning in front of him, beckoning him to stand up.

Hua Ximu looked down at himself who was disguised as Misawa Shin, and then looked around at the curse spirits centered on him.

Misawa Shin, who was attached to Ureshino Wataru, looked at him with a smile, took a step back quietly, stood behind him, and restrained his aura.

Misawa Shin, who lived in his body, retracted into his body at some point.

Hua Ximu knew that Misawa Shin did it on purpose. Misawa Shin didn't care that he destroyed his plan, nor did he care about his selfishness towards Haruya. He wanted to drag him into the abyss and become an accomplice. I don't hesitate.

Hua Xixing looked at the curse spirit whose head was in front of him, it expressed its surrender to him and invited him to climb on its back.

Hua Xixing didn't care, it's better to say that from the very beginning, he wanted to do it himself.

He accepted Misawa Shin's invitation, stepped on the body of the curse spirit step by step, and stood at the forefront of all the curse spirits.

He smiled and issued an order, "Let's have a good fight."

Curse spirits and conjurers are naturally hostile. When they heard that Misawa Shin went to fight with the conjurers, the curse spirits couldn't wait to get excited.

Hua Xiling didn't even need to lead the way, the curse spirit, who had hated conjurers for many years, had already figured out where the high-level conjurers gathered, and took Hua Xiling to the target location.

Those old guys who have mastered the operation of the magic world are scattered everywhere, Hua Xiling seeks justice for himself, and naturally finds the person who is the most vociferous in his affairs first.

The old guys are all afraid of death, their houses are like the magic academy, equipped with barriers, Hua Xiling sits on the huge curse spirit, overlooking everything condescendingly, and just says "smash".

The densely packed curse spirits used various methods to attack the protective shield.

No matter how powerful the protective shield is, it can't last for a long time under the attack of so many curse spirits.

The black enchantment made cracking sounds under repeated attacks, which was extremely ear-piercing in the night, and it took almost two breaths before the cracks spread, cracked, and completely shattered.

Such a strong aura of magic power naturally awakened the magicians in the enchantment, but when they filed out, they were already powerless.

They looked up at the sky, and on the shattered enchantment, they saw the center surrounded by the curse spirits at a glance - Misawa Shin, who was exuding white light and wearing a mask.

"Misawa Shin! Misawa Shin is here..." a conjurer shouted with a trembling voice.

The old man who was protected by the conjurers felt his heart sink when he saw the smiling eyes behind the mask.

He didn't dare to delay, and immediately asked his subordinates to issue an emergency dispatch order.

With the speed of modern communication technology, Misawa Shin has no way to stop the transmission of news.

Hua Xiling looked on indifferently, there was enough time to deal with these magicians before other magicians rushed over.

He didn't let the magic spirit make a move, but under the guarded eyes of the magicians, he turned his eyes on an old man who was surrounded and protected by most of the magicians.

He looked like an ordinary old man, showing his old age, but his eyes were still shining.

Meeting his gaze, the old man trembled, as if he understood something, he immediately looked away, and commanded the conjurer to escort him away in a trembling voice.

Hua Xixing sneered, he was obviously an old man who was dying and should be in the coffin, but let the young life wither for him.

Hua Xiling didn't say anything, just raised his hand.

A silver light condensed on his fingertips.

Being able to climb to the top position, the old man was also a master conjurer when he was young. Even though he hasn't been on a mission for so many years, he still has some sensitivity. He subconsciously propped up the magic protection.

The quick-responsive conjurers around also started their spells.

It's just that although their reactions were quick, they were not as powerful after all. Hua Xiling's silk thread came in front of the conjurer in the blink of an eye, cut off his protection quickly and accurately, and effectively cut off his head.

Before all the conjurers could react, warm blood was sprayed on their faces, and when they turned around, they saw a scene that made their eyes tear.

"grown ups!"

"My lord on the mountain!"

A cry of pain came, making the conjurers who were fighting against the curse spirit flustered for a moment.

Are these the guys who have been controlling the magic world?

Hua Xiling was surprised, he was really weak!

The scene of the conjurer was in chaos, and the curse spirit who had been suppressed by Hua Xixing was stimulated by the smell of blood, ready to move.

"I'll fight with you!" This disgusting mountain master also has several followers, and a young magician glared at Hua Xiling, wanting to avenge the mountain.

The powerful anger made him no longer afraid, he stared at Hua Xixing with hatred, and attacked Hua Xixing regardless.

The cyan spell attack squeezed all the abilities of the conjurer, like a meteor, passing through layers of spell spirits, and instantly floated in front of Hua Xiling, but before he could attack him, the first-level spell spirit under him was first crushed. Enraged, he opened his mouth and roared.

The ear-piercing sound resounded between the sky and the earth, filling the entire night.

The conjurers all felt pain in their ears, and even ordinary people who couldn't hear it felt a strange ringing in their ears, and Cyan's attack was shaken away by such a roar.

The super conjurer who followed Hua Xixing didn't even make a move.

The young conjurer stared blankly at this scene, dark red blood dripped from his hair, his pupils were full of disbelief.

The huge gap in strength brings overwhelming despair.

Hua Xixing met his eyes, understood his mood, and he was also surprised.

He originally thought that Wujo Wu was a genius, his ability was 100, and other conjurers should have 70 or 80 points, but he didn't expect that other conjurers only had [-]% of Wujowu's ability.

This strength comparison is too disparate.

Weak, too weak.

The simple confrontation made the conjurers even more afraid of Hua Xiling, and they still felt a little hopeless in their hearts. Could they really be enemies of the legendary curse?

Every conjurer is on edge.

Hua Xiling looked around them with satisfaction, and walked down. The old man's head rolled to the ground with a gurgling sound, and he could not rest in peace.

Hua Xiling walked up to him, stepped on it, looked at the eyes that hated him so much that their eyes were red, but did not dare to act rashly, he snorted and said, "I heard that you want Xi Liang to be a sealed container? Magicians, do you think I am still the same as I was hundreds of years ago?"

Hua Xiliang, who was covered in white light and was stepping on a dead man's head, looked like a ghost in their eyes.

"Conjurers, take a good look at his fate! All those who intend to hurt Xi Xing, this is the fate."

The conjurer's eyes were about to burst, and he finally understood why Mizawa Shin suddenly came to the door. At the foot of Hua Ximu, staring, the old man who felt unbelievable about his own death was the one who most hoped to make Hua Ximu into a sealed container people.

Satisfied with the fearful and hateful eyes, Hua Xiling waved his hand lightly to let the curse spirits do it.

The curse spirits also showed ferocious expressions of salivation. They rushed towards the broken barrier and rushed forward.

The magicians yelled for protection, and among the layers of curse spirits, within a few blinks, there was a smell of blood.

Blood and roars resounded in the terrifying night, and Hua Xiling's slow voice sounded, "Don't worry, you all work hard and persevere, I will leave the last conjurer who perseveres, and let him tell all the conjurers what I said."

"Misawa Shin!" The conjurers gritted their teeth and read his name.

Hua Ximu turned around and left.

The human beings and the curse spirits fought, and the powerful energy splashed everywhere, shaking the earth and shaking the mountains.

Misawa Shin followed behind Hua Ximu, looked at the cruel scene behind him, raised his lips slightly, and praised: "You did a good job."

At the same time, the conjurers who sneaked into Gaozhuan quietly, intending to take Hua Xiling away, also received news that the headquarters had been invaded one after another. They didn't care about fighting with Gaozhuan's people, and immediately chose to retreat.

They retreated abruptly, and the students who were fighting with them didn't understand why, but they looked at each other, and they all breathed a sigh of relief, sat down panting, and recovered the consumed mana.

The strength of the conjurer sent by the high-level should not be underestimated.

Xia Youjie felt weird, and suddenly retreated in his heart. Could it be that Hua Xiling was kidnapped by them?

His heart skipped a beat, and he was about to tell San Chongchun to go and have a look, when suddenly the cell phone in his arms rang.

"One of the conjurer's headquarters has been invaded. According to the news, Misawa Shin has appeared. He has gathered many curse spirits. Gojo Satoru must be awakened immediately!" Master Ye Moth's serious voice came.

Xia Youjie immediately understood why they retreated, but why did Yuzawaxin choose to attack the high-level headquarters at this time?Was he not injured in the fight with Wujo?

Without thinking too much, he looked solemnly, and immediately took Chun Ye to the infirmary.

This time is a good opportunity to exterminate Misawa Shin with Satoru.