Vests are the ceiling of combat power

"Chapter25 catch me"

Fu Heihui woke up in the room.

He woke up quite late.After all, both Kizaki and Knotabazu had already visited the festival and started to eat with big and small bags of food while waiting for him to wake up.

Fu Heihui opened his eyes, and there were two fluffy heads in front of him, looking at him worriedly.It was as if he was a patient who had just entered the intensive care unit.

He pushed away the overly active classmates: "Do you still remember the purpose of coming to Hina Misawa?"

"The local super curse is not something that can be found out overnight."

Knotweed took a big bite of candy apple.

"Exactly, now we just need to make them believe that we are students who come to study abroad."

Nazaki swallowed the last piece of Okonomiyaki.

"Visiting the Mianliu Festival is a necessary disguise, so as the only student who has not been to the Mianliu Festival, Fu Heihui was also dragged to the festival.

"Kagizaki sister, Sonozaki Meiyin in a sleeveless shirt stood under the crimson torii gate, waving at the high school students.

"Would you like to visit the Hall of Sacrificial Instruments with us?"

Hall of Sacrifice.

It must be that cursed place.

If there are local people to lead, the Yusanjia here can't insist that they have bad intentions.

Nagasaki, Knotweed, and Fuhei exchanged glances, and Nagasaki Wild Rose easily agreed to her little sister's invitation to explore.

The blond and gentle woman standing behind Sonozaki Meiyin looked at the newcomers with a smile.

"It's a child I've never seen before. I'm Sansi Takano, a nurse at the Irie Clinic here. I'm very interested in these traditional things."

"We are students who come to study abroad."

After a brief self-introduction, the three of them headed towards the Sacrifice Hall in the back mountain.

In the locked building, a tall statue of the severed hand stands in the center.The originally holy atmosphere was stained with blood-like luster by the surrounding instruments of torture.

The gray-black curse echoed in the courtyard along with the wailing of the dead souls.

How many people did they kill with these things?There are too many to count.

Unknowingly, these ordinary people used their lives to support the terrifying super-spell spirit.

The few trainee conjurers present couldn't help being terrified for a moment.

But Takano Sansi seemed to have discovered something suddenly, turned around and said, "Sorry, it seems that I have to go urgently. I will leave today."

Looking at her embarrassed smiling face, Fu Heihui suddenly realized that she seemed to have forgotten something.

A dimly lit room with only candles, an old hag.

Hinamizawa's old name, Oni no Fuchi.

The cotton flow festival evolved from the intestinal flow festival.

In order to protect the shrine god, pick out the internal organs of the conjurer who tried to break in.

and most importantly...

Cat House Shiki Hanako, disappeared.

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Furuto Rika's eyes were covered by the elder sister whom she met for the first time.

"Wait a while, it will be fine soon."

The gunshots froze in her ears.

The bullet seemed to hit something.The sound, as if the surface of a plush toy was being torn, replaced the inevitable pain.

Is it a superpower?Or is it the same as Yurui... God?

"I'm a conjurer. Ewha also has such a talent, do you want to hold the power in your own hands?"

The short curls slide down with the movement.

For the first time, Furute Rika, who has experienced hundreds of years of reincarnation in Chimizawa, saw a completely different way forward.

Don't rely on Maehara Keiichi or the mountain dog, use your own strength to reverse all this.

Even if it is too late to save this young Misawa, it can change the fate of the next one.

Gushou Lihua raised her head and showed a lovely smile.

"I promise you, Cat Yashiki Hanako, who was abducted by Mipa to the super magic spirit and little magician, put down her hand in satisfaction.

Due to the character design of her magic spell practitioner, it is obviously not good to expose the spell with no lower limit now.Cat Yashiki chose another way - using frequent and quick summoning and recalling, and the spell power and reversal spell of Xiaoxiong Sunuo for nothing.

Seeing the two-faced Su Nuo in the birth domain who can only vent his frustrations through the pile of bones, she feels happy. Did you think of this day when the king of curses was invincible when he set the restraint?

The snow-white velvet tail wrapped around Hanako Nekoyashiki's calf silently.

Nekoyashiki lowered his head in the direction of the force, and Nekomao Satoru was leaning against her knee, slowly removing the lingering no lower limit.

Maoyu himself is the strongest in the world with unlimited spells and six eyes. Of course, a salvo of this level cannot hurt him.

Will get hurt or die, from start to finish it's just Hanako Nekoyashiki.

The more you get along with her, the more you will find that this guy seems a little too calm in the face of life and death.

He doesn't care about his own happiness at all, and easily chooses to shorten his life, which is not long at all.

It's like that it wasn't Nekoyashiki Hanako herself who survived in the hands of a real person, but a phantom with great ambitions.

Before breaking the bond with the little bear Su Nuo, the prerequisite for realizing the ideal is the survival of the cat Yashiki Hanako.After the bondage is achieved, this premise is dissolved.

This way she can be more free.

It's so hard, Hanako.

Mao Maowu sighed inwardly.

And Nekoyashiki just scribbled a handful of catfish's fluff.

"God of the Shrine...that's what they call you, right?"

She turned to look at the horned witch, and pulled out her usual switchblade.

"You can do it. Hurt those who want to hurt Rika, and those who want to hurt Hinamizawa."

With my own hands... to protect Hina Misawa.

How long has it been since you did this?

It just pulls back the dead witch over and over again, while turning a blind eye to its own power.Is it alright to sacrifice the happiness of Li Hua for the sake of not being lonely anymore?

Furute Haniri stared blankly at the knife handed in front of him.

And finally caught it.

The light blue mantra swirls from the shadows and fills the Japanese room, gradually radiating outward.The Misha God with horns disappeared in front of them like a frame drop.

Warm human blood splashed on the thin walls along with the sound of limbs being cut.

The efficiency of super-level spell spirits is high

Hanako Nekoyashiki, who pushed the door open, was thinking about this, while outputting magic power to appease the super magic spirit who faintly showed signs of rioting.

What she needs to kill now... is the curse master who planned all this.

Sansi Takano walked over wearing a classic-style cloak, holding Colt leaning against his chest.

"You didn't get killed, conjurer."

"It's so boring for the conjurer to die before the curse is lifted."

Nekoya Shiki Hanako raised her face, and the arc of electric sparks flashed in her right eye.

The miracle that cannot be reproduced in the magic world, the crystallization of the pinnacle of science, finally showed its fangs for the first time in Hinamizawa.

Nails about two inches long bounced off Hanako Nekoyashiki's fingertips.

"Electromagnetic sniper."