Spell Return: The Wheel of Time

Chapter 238 God comes to fate
A thin purple poisonous mist hangs in the air like silk and moves with the wind. The dirty and filthy debris on the ground has turned into specks of light at some point, floating into the air and into the glow cast from above.

He has come!

It was a humanoid existence wrapped in thousands of lights, but when anyone's eyes came into contact with him, they would never think that this guy had anything to do with the creature "human".

He is only a human form, without face, skin or even most of the organs. It is like a ball of light kneaded into an unfinished doll.

But everyone present could "see" it, and saw a pair of eyes open on the bare face of that being.

The lava-like gold flowed out from it, and compared with it, the light that appeared from behind and eventually flowed there was eclipsed. This short, almost dull stare was quickly interrupted by a muffled sound.

That was one of their companions. At this moment, he had fallen to the ground and did not know whether he was alive or dead. The people who woke up immediately noticed physical discomfort, and their internal organs seemed to be violently grasped and crushed by an invisible hand.

"The field...expands..."

The magician of the Fujiwara family struggled to expand the field. This closed field instantly locked everyone around him, as well as the human form Yamata no Orochi that had undergone unknown changes in the sky.

But the pitch-black barrier only lasted for a moment. The next moment, a beam of light pierced the domain, and the beams of light that penetrated up and down instantly connected into a line. The integrated domain barrier was now as fragile as a broken shell. "Crash!" The sound disappeared without a trace.

He realized at this moment that this figure was undoubtedly the Yamata no Orochi in its final form, and those lights were the extension of its body and the medium of the technique, so...

The giant white tiger jumped out of the air and ran towards the Yamata-no-Orochi in the sky, but it was unable to fight back under the attack of the "light" in the latter's hand, and was about to be chopped into pieces in an instant.

Qingming looked down at his hands. He didn't know if it was an illusion, but he felt that his arms were crystal clear, and even had the illusion that they were emitting a faint light.

However, this also gave Abe Seimei and others the opportunity to counterattack. All kinds of spells appeared for a while, and there were helpers coming towards the battlefield. Today's battle is bound to win!
Several huge shadows emerged from the void. They blocked the light of Yamata no Orochi's sword as they swung. These shadows, which were like phantom bubbles and graceful swimming dragon snakes, were retracted in a blink of an eye. A figure walked out from behind Abe Seimei. on the figure.

"upbraid!"

"Clouds in the sky!"

"Ah……"

No, it's not an illusion, his body is really gradually turning into light that comes from the same source as the sky!
It's those spells, those spells that Yamata no Orochi gets every time he dies. Now that he has turned into this weird form, the way in which the spells are applied has become extremely weird, and even somewhat deviates from the common sense of spells.

The gentle blowing feeling touched Qingming's ears, and he could already feel that soft, beautiful and concave body pressing against him, and the breath that was so close at hand gave people endless reverie.

The caster vomited up a large mouthful of dirty blood, and after being attacked by the spell, he forced his area to expand again, only to be shattered in an instant. This time, he was injured on top of another, and it seemed that he was no longer able to carry out a high-intensity fight.

This idea suddenly popped into Abe Seimei's mind. According to legend, wasn't this spiritual sword the artifact that was found from the tail of the Yamata-no-Orochi and broke the Tianha Yuzan?

And the culprit who just pierced his domain was a beam of light held in the hand of the Yamata no Orochi hanging in the air. No... that was a sword!

The moment Abe Seimei figured it out, he began to form seals and cast spells. This strange change was a bit beyond expectations, but no matter what, he must kill it!

It is still a simple ray of light with no features. It holds the handle of light called the Sky Cluster Cloud in its hand. In addition, the most conspicuous thing is the ring of light behind it.

The tangible and seemingly invisible round light hangs in the air together with it. If you stare at it for a long time, you can still see inexplicable sights, and there seems to be a chanting sound in your ears that is so murmuring that you can't hear it.

As for the sword itself, he also knew that it happened to be stored in Heian-kyo by the royal family. Therefore, Yamata-no-Orochi was indeed summoned using that sword as a medium. Is it because the battlefield was chosen in Heian-kyo?

A soft feather with skin as white as jade and clear bones and flesh put on Qingming's shoulder, and then a burst of laughter like a soft feather tickling the heart and lungs came from behind.

Abe Seimei gritted his teeth and shouted angrily. Under the impact of the furious surge of spell power, he woke up from this inexplicable mental abnormality again. It was those lights!

The light in the sky gradually dissipated. To be precise, it should have flowed and gathered into the figure. Then everyone could truly see the final form of Yamata-no-Orochi.

Then a face that fully embodies the word 'beautiful' poked out from his shoulder. Those eyes were looking forward, and as soon as the eyes touched, endless affection flowed out of them like silk threads.

The beauty and charm here are obviously beyond the scope of nature, and can even be regarded as a spell.

The other hand of the woman who is definitely not humanly beautiful slowly touches Qingming's face, her red lips are slightly opened, and even the tone is extremely beautiful. The listener may only hate that his own ears will taint this fairy sound.

"Are you finally willing to let me come out? But as soon as you come out, you have to face such an enemy. The young master is really not a compassionate person..."

The slightly aggrieved complaint only made people feel infinite love and pity, and made people just want to take out their heart and soul and offer it up in the hope that the woman would smile. However, Abe Seimei's heart was not at all charming at this moment. On the contrary, he felt sorry for the existence behind him. Full of vigilance, even if she is just her own shikigami.

Jade-faced golden-haired nine-tailed fox - Tamamo no Mae.

She is the most special shikigami of Abe Seimei. She is not a surrendered person, but a powerful shikigami that existed from the beginning of his awakening of the technique, and is part of the technique he was born with.

Her strength is so strong and her methods so weird that even her master Abe Seimei is extremely wary of her and would never call her out. Only in desperate situations like this would he try to borrow her power. strength.

"Yama no Orochi...the current situation requires your intervention, otherwise, we will all die."

After briefly talking about the current situation, Tamamo-mae took off her hand and dragged her gorgeous clothes, which inadvertently revealed the beautiful spring scenery with every sway. Only then did the slightly swaying white hair appear in Qingming's eyes. group.

If you look closely, you can clearly see that there are nine white fox tails dragging behind it, and they were responsible for blocking the slash of Yamato no Orochi Ama Congyun earlier.

"What a cruel person. How can I refuse my husband's wishes, but..."

Her golden eyes reflected the presence in the sky, as if the frivolity on her face had disappeared a lot, and was replaced by a look of solemnity: "This guy you provoke is not easy to deal with, and I will take you away as a last resort. "

Within a few words, the Yamata-no-Orochi in mid-air had already driven back several more people, and Aman Congyun actually killed another magician in his hand. Abe Seimei gritted his teeth and pierced the palm of his hand and began to use the blood to smear the painting. With the curse seal.

"There is no chance of escape. That thing in the sky is just a means of testing by our real enemy. Even if we escape, we will only survive. We must win!"

Watching his desperate measures, Tamamo Mae was also surprised, but it was obviously not the time to elaborate on these at this moment, because the Yamata-no-Orochi in the sky had already launched an indiscriminate covering attack.

The wheel of light suddenly released endless brilliance, and then eight dragon-like and snake-like heads that were filled with sacredness and majesty and were made purely of light emerged from it. At the same time, the nine tails swaying behind Tamamo's predecessor also began to surge, and in an instant it covered the sky and the sun, and seemed to destroy the mountains and seas.

The next moment, the world screamed, and the land raised by the collision between the two sides undulated like waves. The magicians rushed towards the god-like figure, trying their best to leave scars on it.

But most of them are just moths flying into the flames. The Yamata-no-Orochi, which has separated from its flesh and blood body, is completely reborn. Under the protection of those lights and the eight dragons and snakes behind it, the casualties on the magician's side are rising rapidly.

……

The setting sun has dyed the horizon into a dying crimson, like a tragic battlefield dyed red with blood.

In the last stage of the fighting alone, six disaster-level magicians were lost, twenty-three disaster-level magicians were lost, and countless others were injured.

In exchange for this, the Yamata no Orochi was finally forced into a desperate situation. Its light-forged body was already in disrepair, the round light behind it was dim and almost invisible, and the shadow of the dragon and snake could no longer be summoned.

As for Tamamo Mae, who was the main force in the previous battle, she was naturally not having a good time. Two of her nine tails had been broken, but they could still be reconstructed, but she was not in a good condition to take care of it at the moment.

"Kill it quickly! Use this..."

Tamamo-mae took out a stone dagger. The dagger could not be called a sharp edge, which made people wonder whether it was really a weapon. However, Tamamo-mae's serious look did not seem like he was joking, and Seimei took the dagger. Prepare to go over and kill the 'god' who has fallen from the sky to the ground completely.

But a hand held him down again at this moment, it was Tamamo Mae... Before Seimei could ask what was wrong, he noticed the hand holding him trembling uncontrollably.

Then he saw the source, which was a young man standing behind Yamata no Orochi. He was as young as his peers who had just grown up in their families. It was a good time to be high-spirited and look forward to their prime years.

But Qingming's heart was beating, he had seen that face before! In the portrait provided by the Fujiwara family, the face that crossed time and appeared here again decades ago!

He once cleared all obstacles for the Fujiwara family, killed countless curse spirits and curse masters, and was worshiped as a god by people all over the world.

"Shenyuanyi..."

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He raised his eyes and glanced at the guy dressed as an onmyoji. He was not surprised at all that the other person recognized his divine origin. He watched the fire from the other side for a long time as if he were watching a real movie. It wasn't until these magicians successfully defeated the Yamata no Orochi that he finally Appeared.

Before the still-blooded Yamata no Orochi could turn around and fight back, Shenyuan thrust his hand into the former's back. The water-like spell power was like an extremely fine blade, instantly turning the inside of his body upside down.

Then the movements of the Yamata-no-Orochi froze, and its body began to disintegrate into little bits of light. Then Shenyuan stretched out his hand to hold the object that fell from the light in his hand. It was the Yamata-no-Orochi. The medium for Orochi's resurrection, the spiritual sword 'Tian no Cong Yun'.

"You guys, it seems like there are not all of you here."

Several expected figures did not appear. Shenyuan Yi was a little disappointed, but it didn't matter, it would always come. After all... they had no choice.

"Are you the culprit of all this? Damn it! Die!"

When a magician who survived the previous battle saw this person who was obviously inseparable from all this, he immediately ignited all his anger, and the fatal spell was about to kill the person in front of him. To death.

Then he died.

No one saw what happened. The magician's movements suddenly froze, and then his head with a frozen expression was removed by the figure that suddenly appeared next to him.

Throwing the head in his hand to the ground and looking at the group of people who were facing a formidable enemy, Shen Yuanyi's eyes flashed with another kind of brilliance.

"Why? You are obviously the 'god' worshiped by everyone, and you do protect many people, but why did you choose such a path?"

Abe Seimei asked questions while adjusting his body and spell power, but some of them were genuine doubts in his heart.

Most of the magicians present in Shenyuan's sight, including those on the periphery, will die here. Every powerful magician, their death is the best sacrifice to complete the plan. The final puzzle.

But as he said at the beginning, the people are not here yet... This land is not big, but from a human perspective, it is not possible to gather magicians from all over the place in a short time.

Therefore, he did not mind revealing the true situation to them, using the destruction of Heian Kyo as a footnote, so that the magicians knew that this was not a joke, but a moment of survival for the magic power they cared about most.

"There is no reason. I'm afraid you can't understand the deeper intention. It is often said that 'a summer insect cannot speak of ice', but the two sides of us are more than just one summer..."

After sighing for a while, Shenyuan looked at Heian Jing, who no longer existed in the distance, and then slowly said: "To put it simply, I need the help of an unimaginable amount of magical power. It is impossible to accomplish it with the power of one person." , so there are these barriers.

They will destroy the existing spell environment. Of course, spells will not disappear, but the entire spell world will enter a trend of decline. Both spell masters and curses will gradually weaken until they reach a low point. In this era, there will be end. "

Abe Seimei took a breath of air. They had previously thought that this was just some kind of evil barrier, trying to seize the power of other magicians to strengthen themselves, or to complete some terrifying purpose.

Although the facts are indeed similar, the consequences they will have are beyond their imagination, the end of the era of magic...

"How is this possible?"

Kangenichi glanced at Abe Seimei strangely. He didn't know who the latter was, but the curse spirit that should be Tamamo-mae was interesting. Seeing the other party's unbelievable expression, Kangenichi's expression was also a bit strange at this moment. .

"How should I put it... It should be called a curse. These barriers are the curses placed on the subconscious minds of countless ordinary people."

"I just borrowed this power. Maybe this is fate. One cause and one effect. It has its own destiny."

Abe Seimei sneered, and words that were harder and colder than iron stone burst out from between his teeth: "I don't believe in my life!"

Shenyuan Yi looked at him gently: "No... I am your 'fate'."

(End of this chapter)