The person is cursing and is a conjurer

Chapter 153 Exchange Meeting (Part )
The vision of a sorcerer is different from that of an ordinary person. If an ordinary person stands on the top of the mountain at the foot of Yan Mountain and looks into the woods, he will only see a large expanse of lush green forest, but cannot see the inky [tent], nor can he see clearly what is happening and who is inside the [tent].

It was like a deceptive transparent lens standing before their vision.

If the sorcerers outside the [tent] looked towards the woods, they would find that the inky black barrier covered the interior of the foothills of Yan Mountain, but due to the line of sight problem, they would not know what was happening inside.

At this moment, the battle in the [tent] can be roughly divided into three parts: Shigure Asa and Yamata no Orochi in the sky, Inugami Sho and Hanami in the Japanese-style courtyard, and Clepsydra and Zenin Maki in the forest.
The obsidian black ball shell that looked like a star was suspended in the empty courtyard. Kenji Kamo hid in the dark of an extremely secret building with his nerves tense, observing the situation around him, ready to deal with unfavorable situations at any time.

In the closed area, colorful flower buds spread all over the ground like a sea. Different from the vibrant colors underfoot, the sky here is a light white, like misty clouds in the drizzle.

The domains of Inumaki Saki and Hanamiya overlap and combine. Because the spell power maintains the stability of the barrier, the domains maintain their own characteristics while also strengthening the techniques of both parties.

Compared to the [Sea of ​​Light] unfolded by Hanamikaze, Inumaki Sho's domain [True Words of the Sky] is much more special.

Firstly, because the spell is unfolded in the spell reciting field, the closure and toughness of the dog scroll field are far beyond the ordinary fields.

Secondly, the spell itself has the nature of being a sure hit, so the field [True Word Ringing in the Sky] is more about strengthening the spell itself, raising its power limit and reducing the danger of using it.

Starting from the vertical expansion, as long as the domain is maintained without collapse, Gojuan Ji's curse will be intensified to a very terrifying situation. To describe it with the Buddhist saying, the words are followed by the law.

After entering the field battle, Hua Yu raised his hand to launch an attack with the help of the field's sure hit. The gorgeous sea of ​​flowers swayed in the wind, emitting a fragrance that made people addicted and lose their fighting spirit. When the fragrance was charming, a huge plant grew behind it again.

The green swaying roots and leaves, the bright red petals, the hideous grin on the stamens, and the countless seeds of buds hidden in the fragrance of the flowers. They will enter the sorcerer's body with the breath, take root and sprout, absorb the cursed power and grow healthily.

But Goujuanji had seen this move before.

"Fuzunagi."

The curse was uttered from his mouth, and the air suddenly became turbulent. The wind swept out from beside Goumaki Stake, forming a giant tornado that curled upwards. It fell with Nagi's voice, and the gathered wind spread out to the surroundings like water dispersing after the tide receded.

The fragrance of flowers and seeds of buds were blocked by the wind and drifted away.

After a brief initial fight, Gojuan Ji became the active attacker in the area. He steadily turned sideways and took a step. Every step he took left an illusory shadow like a limb of an assassination technique.

Gradually, Hua Yu became confused about the phantoms surrounding him, "Shadow? It seems that due to the special movements, each shadow of Mi Liu has the same magical power as the original owner. If you only use your eyes and magical power, you can't find his position."

"But this is a domain. The spells cast will be forced to hit the target. Even if there are more phantoms, it won't change anything. What is his purpose?"

Perhaps he felt that actual action was far more efficient than thinking, so Hua Yu did not think too much but chose to continue attacking. From the fingertips of his ten outstretched fingers, thin root buds sprouted, which grew and entwined very quickly, connecting several tree balls like a string of lanterns.

The connected tree balls fell to the ground, like two long knotted chains. The next second, three sharp branches suddenly sprang out from each tree ball, and the crisscrossing sharp branches continued to expand outward like a thorn cage.

In an instant, dense and tangled branches filled the entire area.

Bright red blood dripped from the brown branches, adding a scarlet color unique to blood to the white and pink flowers.

Hua Yu looked at the figure in the thorny forest whose shoulders and thighs were pierced by branches, and there was no joy on his face. 'How could he not dodge such an attack? He had easily resisted it several times before.'

"Is it because deploying the domain consumes too much mana, or is it because he is saving mana?"

Thinking of this, Hua Yu, who was staring straight ahead, suddenly trembled slightly and froze in place. He saw the cold and indifferent eyes of Gou Juan Ji when he raised his head while bleeding.

Somehow, the deep-seated coldness and loneliness made Hua Yu's heart numb, and the chill surged into his heart like a cold wave.

"The actions this guy just made and the fact that he didn't resist my probing attack are to adjust his own mana output and accumulate mana."

"We can't let that happen!"

Hua Yu roared, and the unique electronic sound echoed in the area. The flower on her shoulder broke away from her body, crawled up like a snake, opened its buds and entangled with the huge plant behind her.

There was a trivial sound of biting between the two flowers, and then the sound stopped, and a black and red flower was born. The newborn flower began to revel, leap and dance in joy.

The pistil, which still had teeth, kept shaking, and the flickering golden light illuminated the center of the bud. The magnificent and dazzling sea of ​​flowers on the ground lost its original color after the birth of the black and red strange flower, and its vitality was completely swallowed up and absorbed.

Hua Yu waved his dark hand, and the next moment the bud of the strange flower was aimed at the dog-curled thorn. The golden light gathered, compressed, and then shrunk, and in this extremely short period of time, it burst out in one breath.

Like a sea of ​​light.

Under the blazing golden light, the remains of flowers and the branches crisscrossed like spider webs all faded away, and the light spread across the prairie, stirring up a strong wind.

The wind blew the curly bangs of the dog, and the white hair on the forehead kept fluttering.

At some point, he, who was stuck high up by a tree branch and looked a little disheveled, had a special white square loudspeaker in his hand. He pressed the red power button with one hand, and his deep boyish voice was vibrated with an electric current, which sounded with a unique texture.

"Undo."

In an instant, the towering golden sea ahead disappeared.

The branches in the connected field also turned into black ashes and disappeared indifferently. Hua Yu stared blankly at Goumaki Ji, his face full of unwillingness and shock as to how this could happen.

It looked straight ahead, only to see Dogjumper falling from a branch and preparing to speak again.

"No! Stop him! Stop him!" Hua Yu's palm changed into a thick and sharp branch, and he rushed forward desperately until he was three feet in front of Goujuan Ji. He swung the sharp thorns and pierced Goujuan's head.

Goujuanji also spoke at this time.

"Disappear."

Hua Yu paused and stared at Goujuan Ji, as if he wanted to remember his face well. But Goujuan's response was just a pair of eyes as dark as water, without any emotion in them.

The blood and flesh of the cursed spirit turned into black residue all over the sky and disappeared with the wind.

Goujuanji retracted the loudspeaker, staggered and turned around. The dark white sky was the background, highlighting the boy's unrestrained and free-spirited spirit, but his handsomeness did not last more than three seconds.

A stream of blood came out of his throat and came out onto his lips.

Goujuan vomited a large amount of blood while holding back the pain. The bright red on his collar formed a sharp contrast with the paleness of his face. His voice was trembling slightly, and he didn't say the name of the rice ball: "The battle is over."

The overlapping areas were like broken glass, with sparkling pieces falling like rain.

Hiding high up in the building, Kamo Kenji drew his bow and arrow, aiming at the rain of cursed crystal fragments, but after looking for two seconds, he only saw the falling figure of Inumaki Saki. "The cursed breath and figure have disappeared."

"Did Goujuan succeed in exorcising him?"

After considering for two or three seconds, Kenji Kamo jumped lightly from the high building. When he walked over to ask about the battle situation of Inumaki Sho, he saw a very bleak appearance.

The blood oozing from the thighs and shoulders soaked a large area of ​​the clothes. In particular, the undried blood on the collar and the corners of the mouth showed the cruelty of the battle.

"This amount of bleeding? Hey, Goujuan, are you okay?"

Kamo Kenji asked and was about to go up to support him, but when he got closer, Inumaki Satoru strangely handed the phone to him instead of his own hand.

"Help. Take a photo. Keep it a memory."

Because of the long-term habit of saying Fantuan's name, Goujuan's normal verbal communication with people is now somewhat intermittent.

Kamo was stunned after receiving the phone. He looked at the phone in his hand, then looked at the injured Gojuan. Hey, hey, hey, shouldn't you take care of your injuries first? What the hell is taking a photo to commemorate? First time exorcism? '

'Wait. Didn't this guy just communicate in normal language instead of those weird names? I thought he would only say those things during the circuit breaker period, so he must be a normal person.'

Compared to Inugami Satoru who solved the battle "easily", Zenin Maki, who was the same age as him, was involved in a tough battle with Lekaku.

Looking at Maki who was holding his arm, there was no panic on Louhu's face. Instead, he frowned and then raised a smile that looked like interest.

Then, a high-temperature blue flame ignited on Clover's bony arms. The blue light carried by the flame reflected the stalemate between Zenin Maki and Clover, and also burned Maki's already bloody arm.

However, the flame emitting extremely high heat did not carbonize Zenin Maki's arm instantly as Louhu had imagined.

The flames and Maki's palms made a burning sound, just like the charcoal fire in a blacksmith's high-temperature furnace refining steel. Although the scars on her arm spread, they did not penetrate the bones.

"This guy's flesh and skin don't look like that of a normal human. There's no sign of him using cursed power. Heaven and curse binding?" A subtle change occurred in Louhu's mind.

When he concentrated again, Zenin Maki launched an attack, pushed away Mayi's palm, clenched his fist and smashed it towards the clepsydra. The huge explosive force created a circle of white wind and waves in the air.

Louhu also raised his hand to block, and his fist hit the bony skin. There was a bang, and both sides retreated at the same time. Taking advantage of the separation, Maki picked up the long naginata left on the ground.

The naginata swung in her hand, leaving extremely fine and dense cuts in the air like a long line.

Maki simply regained the feel of her weapon, lowered her center of gravity, and with a "swish", she gripped the ground with a crisp friction sound, and the dust rose as she rushed towards the clepsydra.

The cursed spirit would not let her off. Only its single eye revealed a glimmer of blood. It stretched out its hand forward, and blue flames surged, bursting out in beams that gathered and blocked Maki's way.

The raging high-temperature flames only touched the mud and grass, leaving a charred area, which is enough to show how terrifying it is.

Maki did not dodge. She swung her long stick in circles. The edge of the naginata flashed continuously at an extremely fast speed. The blade mixed with white light hit the flame beam. The erupting flame was cut by the pale white blade light and scattered to the surroundings.

The flame fell and stood up slowly.

"Chong!"

There was a buzzing sound of a knife.

The flash of the naginata shot upwards, and Zenin Maki leaped high into the air, spun around, and slashed down head-on. After running towards the flames, she was already close to the cursed spirit.

The naginata flipped in the air as the body moved, and the force of the sword was as strong as a dragon!
"Bang—" Louhu remained calm and crossed his hands to block the knife's blow, but under the huge force, his body sank into the ground and the surrounding land was torn into pieces like a spider web.

Suddenly.

The one-eyed Lokotaro ignored Zenin Maki who was fighting with him, and looked towards the woods behind him. Behind the forest was the Japanese-style courtyard where Hanami was purified by Inumaki Tsuchiya.

"Hana Yu's aura disappeared?"

It murmured, "It's not time to retreat yet."

"At this time"

There was only one conclusion that Lehu could think of: Hanamikaze was exorcised by the sorcerer.

"How is it possible! Obviously, all the special-grade students of the technical high school have been held back, and Gojo Satoru and Shigure Asa are not here." Louhu turned around and looked at the man holding a knife and looking at Zenin Maki, roaring with endless anger: "Who on earth has such ability!"

The cursed spirit's drastic change in temperament made Zenin Maki unable to figure out what had happened, but in any case, the grief and anger of the curse was definitely a blessing for the sorcerer.

She pursed her lips upwards, looking very amused: "What are you talking about? I really don't understand."

The cold blade of the naginata drew a string of fine sparks on the rugged and hard skin.

"Don't you understand?" The sound of the leaking pot was a little low after the outburst of anger, and the aura emanating from its whole body was completely different from the red-hot high-temperature flames.

"Very good, in that case, I will kill you all here, so that the sorcerer can also experience the pain of losing a companion!"

The flames are burning.

In order to avoid the blue flames that quickly erupted from Louhu's body, Zenin Maki dodged in advance and created distance.

A black finger appeared in the air and was swallowed by the leaking pot. Without a moment's hesitation, it made a palm print: "Expand the domain, cover the coffin with the Iron Wall Mountain!"

As the dark area expanded, an extremely cold voice came from the depths: "Under my raging fire, feel my pain, sorcerer."

In a conventional cursed power field, the target of the field spell is creatures with cursed power, while things without cursed power, such as buildings, will not be the target.

Zenin Shigeru, who lost his magic power due to the heaven and the curse, or Zenin Maki, whose magic power is now weak and almost non-existent, can be regarded as the second category. It is the same. In the normal field, they will be like shadows, free and arbitrary.

However, if it is not a regular area, but an AOE full-screen attack that will even clear inanimate objects, they will be worse off than ordinary sorcerers, because apart from the help of spell tools, they have no defense capabilities at all.

Coincidentally, the area of ​​the leaking pot, the Iron Wall Mountain, is the kind where even inanimate objects will be destroyed by high temperatures.

This also means that Zenin Maki, who is trapped in the domain, is in danger! The balance of the next battle will completely tilt towards the curse!
(End of this chapter)