The Infinite Powerhouse Mixed in the Comics

Skadi, who was wearing a tight battle suit and carrying a giant sword, looked at this scene in a daze.

Ghidorah, the big lizard turned into by the magic dragon, squatted in the corridor, looking at the magic knife with humanized contempt on his face.

It seems to be saying that the magic knife is useless, it does what those women call it, and there is like it, a proud and noble dragon will not do such a shameful thing.

"What are you doing?" Jiang Jing looked at them strangely.

"Sorata, you're back."

"Student, oh ha yo."

"Kanda"

"boss"

"Roar!"

"Buzz!"

As soon as Jiang Jing appeared, Shiina Mashiro, who hadn't seen him for three or four days, had a look of joy in his eyes, and Misaki Kamikusa and the others also showed a smile on their faces.

And the big lizard that was squatting in the corridor just now flashed in front of Jiang Jing, wagging its tail and looking at him flatteringly, those who didn't know thought it was a mutant dog.

At the same time, the magic sword Red Lotus, which hadn't come out for a long time, also became the size of a palm, flying around Jiangjing, very excited.

And from time to time, a red light flashed on the Demon Knife, exuding a faint powerful aura that belonged to the main god rank, and it came out that the master, I am already very powerful, and I have no intention of embarrassing you.

Back then, after devouring countless millions of polluting monsters in that world, the magic knife couldn't keep up. Jiang Jing said it was useless, and its strength had only risen to the peak of the king-level.

"It's okay." Jiang Jing couldn't deny it, and flicked the magic knife into Shiina Mashiro's hand with a flick of his fingers.

At the beginning, he was just refining the magic sword for fun. For him, it was the same to have one more or one less god-level weapon or mount, and it was dispensable.

Then Jiang Jing kicked Ghidorah away in front of him, and said angrily: "You go too, eat and sleep every day, and your strength hasn't increased much after so long."

"Woooo..." Rolling on the ground, Ghidorah snorted, his tail got up little by little, with a humanized expression of resentment on his face.

It seems to be talking about master, do you think everyone is as perverted as you, and my strength keeps soaring like a rocket. My recent strength improvement speed has been a hundred times that of the past, but compared with you, master, it is as slow as a snail.

"Sorata, what is this?" At this moment Shiina Mashiro noticed the little guy on Jiang Jing's shoulder, with curiosity in his eyes.

As Shiina Mashiro said, Misaki Kamikusa and the others also noticed the fluffy white Creation Spirit on Jiang Jing's shoulder, and all of them were instantly dazzled by its cute appearance.

Misaki Uejingsu said excitedly: "Wow, this junior is so cute." After speaking, she rushed towards Jiang Jing... the little guy on his shoulder.

Bang!

Standing on Jiang Jing's shoulder, the good fortune Yuanling with small arms and legs stretched out his finger-sized paws to press Misaki Umikusa's forehead, and looked at her curiously: "Feng, what is this human doing?"

After being held down by the good fortune spirit, Misaki Kamikusa wanted to grab it with both hands, but was blocked by an invisible barrier on its body and could not get close.

Jiang Jing smiled: "She is showing her friendliness to you. This is Misaki, my senior sister, and this is Mashiro... This is the little guy I brought back from my trip. Just call it Ling."

Jiang Jing casually introduced it to both parties.

Unlike Xiaoguang, who doesn't want to be arrogant, Good Fortune Yuanling is curious about everything outside, and is also very pure and kind in nature, so he looks at the human beings in front of him with a soft smile on his face.

"So you and Feng are good friends, hello, my name is Ling." Saying that, he dispelled the barrier outside his body, and was hugged by Kamikusa Misaki.

"Wow, junior, it can still talk."

Shiina Mashiro walked over, looking at the fluffy white spirit in her arms, her hands were itchy: "Misaki, give me a hug."

"No, I just hugged it." Misaki Kamikusa resolutely refused.

Qingshan Nanami also came over curiously, looking at the little guy who was deeply trapped in Misaki Kamikusasu's chest: "Hello, I am Qingshan Nanami."

Even Skadi joined in.

Ghidorah on the side watched this scene, squatting on the ground showing disdain in its eyes, a look that I am not envious of, and the magic knife floating next to it shook slightly, as if agreeing.

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In the next few days, ordinary society was as peaceful as ever, but the atmosphere in the extraordinary world became more solemn as the time of the void eruption approached.

But at this time, Jiang Jing, who is the hope of all walks of life, sleeps until he wakes up naturally every day, doing nothing, and occasionally going to school to show his face when he is in a good mood.

Because Sakurasou has added a new curious baby, except for Aoyama Nanami who knows how to make breakfast and lunch every day, Misaki Uikusa and Mashiro Shiina who surround it are not so active in drawing and animation.

There is often a magic knife in one pocket, and the other takes Ghidola and the spirit to go shopping and introduces it to the world, followed by Skadi who is making soy sauce.

In this way, a few days passed in a blink of an eye, and it was the day before the tenth day of Jiang Jing's calculation of the magic circle.

Tomorrow, the void sweeping the entire universe is about to erupt. From time to time, familiar spiritual consciousness sweeps across the world and sends inquiries to Jiang Jing, but they are all blocked out of Sakura Manor after receiving a reassuring thought.

On the afternoon of the ninth day, after lunch, Jiang Jing ran to the backyard, sat on the corridor against the wall, lazily playing with his phone while basking in the autumn sun.

Beside Jiang Jing, Shiina Mashiro, who had lost his sense of freshness, regained his obsession with manga, sitting beside Jiang Jing, holding the album with his head down, quietly drawing manga.

At the end of the corridor not far away, a soft palm-sized spirit squatted on the ground, curiously looking at the large lizard that was very hostile to it and the toy knife floating in the air.

One dragon, one spirit and one knife stared at each other, wondering what game they were playing.

"Kanda, Mashiro, I made black tea, you guys try it." At this time, Qingshan Qihai came out with a tea tray.

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ps: Cough cough... Today I rest for half a day, brothers, I will update a chapter, the battle will start tomorrow, and it will enter the final stage.