How to beat a white flower

No matter how upset Gojo Satoru was, he couldn't do anything to the sword of Damocles.

On the contrary, Noctua, who knew about it, was relieved.Although this is very bad, people will always feel at ease about the power that has been "constrained".

"Task?"

Sera was fiddling with her Rubik's Cube, an object constructed from pure energy.

So it can be changed into other forms at ordinary times. She is considering changing to a bracelet that is more convenient to carry.

Then add some shortcut options, because the reflexes are not good enough, which is extremely disadvantageous in battle.So she decided to preset several skill states, and switch them with one button when they are used.

"That's right..." Night Moth was still holding a rabbit doll in his hand, "In Saitama, I found two second-level curse spirits by the window. I will accompany you, but you are the only one who entered the account."

This was a temptation from above, and Noctua felt bad, so he won the opportunity to go with him.

"OK……"

Sera clapped her hands. The Rubik's Cube had been transformed into a pure white bracelet with a few thin chains protruding from it and wrapped around her fingertips. She only needed to lift the corresponding finger and output the magic power to activate it.

Compared with Tokyo, Saitama is less prosperous and has a rustic feel.

It's just that there will also be some bluffing gangsters on the street, swaying their youth wantonly with their teeth and claws.

"This is also one of Saitama's specialties..." Noctua was not surprised, "This time the curse spirit is also related to the bosozoku."

It was the auxiliary supervisor in charge of driving who was terrified, stepping on the brakes from time to time, wishing he could drive forward at a slow speed of forty yards.

Finally arrived at the fenced place, Serra got out of the car and found that it was a very interesting location.

There is a tunnel in front, and a mountain road in the back. There is only a narrow section of fence, and now this section of fence has been knocked crookedly, so people can see what happened at a glance.

"This is a section of road that was abandoned because it was too dangerous..." the assistant supervisor held the information in his hand and introduced to Sierra, "After it was abandoned, it was used by the bosozoku as a place for racing and gatherings until two years ago. Two teams of bosozoku clashed here, and two of them collided and fell off a cliff."

"Later, the legend of "Tengu in the Fog" spread among the bosozoku. As long as you race on this road in foggy days, a bosozoku wearing a tengu mask and riding a white motorcycle will follow you from afar and drive you away. to the end of the cliff. "

"This legend is not made out of nothing. In fact, in the past two years, five bosozokus have died in foggy racing on this section of the road. Without exception, they all fell off the cliff and died. Three of them died in the last two months. .”

"Rather, it's surprising that there are only five."

Serra expresses confusion about the goldfish's lifestyle.

"In short, the window observed that there are signs of magic spirit activity..." The assistant supervisor was also speechless for a moment, "It is estimated that it will be around the second level, and the number will not exceed two. Now invite the newly promoted second-level conjurer Sera to come forward Exorcise."

"understood……"

Serra looked at the rising mist.

She set off at seven o'clock in the morning, Gojo Satoru and the others were still sleeping, and it took nearly two hours to come all the way, which meant that the foggy time had already passed.

Then this white mist is simply self-inflicted.

Raising his index finger, the temperature around Sierra suddenly rose, the invisible heat wave even distorted the air, and the mist that approached them naturally disappeared without a trace.

Her body exudes a faint white light, which belongs to the power of the Silver King, which can make Sera immune to almost all attacks, and is also the best protection mechanism for her frail body.

"I'm in."

"Safe travels."

Noctua, who was still a little worried at first, put the rabbit doll back in the car. He now knows that this kind of doll may be... just a hindrance to Sera.

The strong concentration of mana, which can make people shy away just by looking at it, made the girl completely out of the category of "ordinary people".

There are so many monsters, Night Moth secretly sighed.

Walking into the dark "tent", Sierra heard the sound of the motorcycle engine almost immediately.

Red flames spread from under her feet, dispelling the white mist.But another kind of gray-brown smoke is still floating in the air.

Stretching out his hand to twirl the dust, Sera found that it was actually a strange white color.And the sound of the engine in the distance was getting closer and closer, and a shadow that didn't look like a human appeared in the sky.

A malicious black crow tengu.

Although I want to say this, but that thing is obviously a variant of Yatengu, and its shape is extremely unstable, like a water polo that is about to burst, barely maintaining its appearance.

Having a few more eyes, arms and legs may be the basic operation of the mantra.Although in Sera's view, this does not seem to have any special effect, it is just a waste of energy.

It is a form that she would never consider when making a box weapon.

Jumping up to avoid the rampaging white motorcycle, Sierra flew lightly to the height of five or six floors, and had to use the flame simulation thruster to stop herself in mid-air when falling.

She quickly mastered this technique, and the magic spirit seemed to be at a loss in the air, it was screaming and roaring below, trying to climb up the mountain.

But after Sera observed it almost, he released a flame to envelop it.

The stern voice quickly replaced the eager threat before, and Sela stood at the collapsed railing.

and one more...

The sound gradually died down, and Sera thought for a while, then suddenly removed the flames on her feet, and fell straight to the gap in the fence.

The wind mixed with fishy smell blew her hair behind her. Sera's white face was expressionless, but the faint silver light flickered on her body, like an angel who had fallen from heaven.

Without any buffer, Sera fell onto a ground full of white bones. Due to the excessive impact force, a huge pothole appeared on the ground, but the girl who should theoretically be smashed into a pulp was unscathed.

The power of the Silver King is truly miraculous.

The tentacle-shaped curse spirits around were about to move. Maybe it was the turn of the curse spirit on the mountain after it knocked the human off the cliff, Sera thought, so the curse spirit would also cooperate?

"Oh, conjurer?"

And inside the bones, there is actually a human being.

He looked very big, his shoulders were the widest that Sierra had ever seen, his arms and muscles were excellent, just standing there bowed, like a cheetah ready to attack at any time.

There is also a scar at the corner of his mouth, and when he speaks, he moves with the muscles on his face, as if alive.

And Sera didn't perceive the existence of this man at all when he was on it.

He doesn't have the slightest bit of magic power on him, but that doesn't detract from his strength.

"Heaven and curse?"

"What an unpleasant brat."

"Someone paid me to kill you..." He moved his neck, "Which way of death do you like, brat?"

With five fingers spread out, a huge sword of Damocles appeared above Serra's head, with colorful streamers.

"You..." Before she opened her mouth, her neck had already been cut three times, ping-pong-pong-pong, and the force of the impact sent Sera flying out, falling into the tentacles of the curse spirit.

The flames erupting from Sela's body melted the disgusting thing before being wrapped in sticky tentacles.

The big hole like a solar eclipse directly punched out the body of the curse spirit.

"It hurts!"

"It's still tricky."

Fu Heisher narrowed his eyes, turned around and drew the knife slowly.

Sera recognized that weapon—one of the props that can unlock the Prison Gate, the Amagi Hoko.

This was the first thing she encountered related to the prison gate after she came to this world.

It's just that its owner wants to kill her now.

"500 million..."

Seeing that the opponent was about to attack again, Sera made a sound.

"You are too underestimating your own price."

Fuheshier was unmoved.

"I mean, five million a month."

Sera said calmly, and got up slowly, the scorching flames climbed up its body along the curse spirit, the burnt smell was everywhere, and the temperature here had reached the unbearable level for an ordinary human being.

Including the man on the opposite side, the sweat is discharged like a waterfall. If he doesn't deal with Sera within 3 minutes, he will faint first due to excessive dehydration.

The other party has a magic tool of the level of Tianni Hoko in his hand, and there may be news of the prison gate, Sera does not intend to kill him.

"This is interesting..." Fuheshier squinted at the girl who didn't have a drop of sweat, and simply twisted the soaked tight sweater, "Where do you want the money from?"

"For me, there are many ways to get money..." Sera tilted her head, "In a word, agree?"

At this time, the howling curse spirit could no longer bear it. Its tentacles had been carbonized, and its body was like an octopus whose limbs had been cut off, rolling on the ground.

"It hurts……"

It sounded like it was smarter than the curse spirit above, but Sera was indifferent.

Until it suddenly begged in a low voice, and crawled to Sierra's feet, which was also the place with the highest temperature.

"Please... I don't want to die..."

Sela paused slightly.

The curse spirit instantly opened its mouth full of sharp teeth.

But faster than it is the sky and the tyrant on the opposite side.

Or the sorcerer killer.

Fuhesher directly stabbed the curse spirit's head, and the face-changing curse spirit turned into flying ash in front of Sera's eyes.

Like the gray-brown fog on the cliffs.

"Isn't that all right?"

Fu Heisher raised the corner of his mouth, "I promise you, it's only 500 million, but you can't lose a penny."

"And always, if I die, you give the money to another brat."

Sera waved away the gray fog in front of her eyes.

"it is good……"

"If you do one thing for me..." She looked at the man who was about to call it a day, "I can give you another 500 million, the same as just now, every month."

"tell me the story."

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"Why so long."

Looking at the watch, the assistant supervisor was a little worried.

"Any possibility exists during the battle..." Night Moth also frowned, "I want to go in and have a look."

What if...?Although he thinks this is unlikely.

Night Moth took out the doll, raised 12 vigilance and walked into the tent.

"What about people?"

There are only traces of fighting, and there is a burnt smell in the air.

Not only the curse spirit disappeared, but even the people disappeared.

"Respectfully, Principal Ye Moth: I went to a coffee shop in Saitama Prefecture to eat cake, don't read it."

With a beep, the phone suddenly lights up.

Night Moth stood alone in the tent, and couldn't help but harden his fists.

What kind of Wujo behavior is this!

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