Be Low-key in a Supernatural World

[Talent: Curse of the Dead]

[Talent: Curse of Rotten Spirit]

[Talent: Curse of Resentment]

【Extreme Intent: Sea of ​​Curse Gods】

【Curse God Demon Soul】

[Divine Seal Fragment: Curse]

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"Boom!" There was a sudden violent vibration in the space of the domain. Furutegawa, who woke up, raised his head while suppressing his doubling momentum before he could take a closer look.

The sky is rising, and the surrounding area is constantly spreading outward, and the field of impermanence has suddenly expanded by nearly two-thirds of its scope.

For the first time, he really saw the [Extreme Intention] that he himself grew with the improvement of his skill.

Yang Jie, who was in the ice in the distance, still had deep fear in his eyes.

He really wanted to escape, but he couldn't...

谷湔

Changes in the realm of impermanence happen quickly and briefly.

Furutegawa withdrew his shocking gaze, before he had time to think about it, he directly sank his consciousness into his heart again.

The curse god's legacy is surprisingly rich.

Those who were killed by him in a shameless way also deserved their crimes.

His eyes passed over the three values ​​of skill, boxing and sword, and then those few curse talents, and looked directly at the most sp;

The newly appeared fragments of the god's seal reminded him of the several range attacks when the curse god was angry.

That doesn't seem to be quite its own power.

He pondered, turned his palm over, and suddenly there was something more in his hand - a transparent stone emitting golden light, engraved with tadpole-sized characters on the stone, and in the middle, there was a word "curse" .

His eyes widened quite a bit, and he subconsciously activated [Sacrifice of Greed], and the true spirit appeared in the black space holding the stone... and then found the stone he threw here just now.

He picked it up silently, holding a piece in each hand, looking back and forth, silently.

God seal fragments... what is it?It seems to have a certain relationship with the gods?

There are so obvious contradictions in that curse god, could it be because of its power?The curse god itself is actually just an ordinary evil god...

The more he thought about it, the more likely it became.

The promotion of the true spirit made his thinking sharper, and his senses also improved a lot.

He played with the two stones and put them together, but unfortunately there was no response.

"How to use this thing?" He looked back and forth, really couldn't figure it out, and finally could only shake his head, and threw the extra piece of "Divine Seal Fragment" into it, and the true spirit left here alone.

He stood in front of the frozen wooden house, looked down at his palm, and the arc marks of different colors were constantly changing.

Undead, rotting spirits, resentful spirits, enslaving spirits... While the various curses were constantly changing, he also understood what these things were and how to activate them.

The activation of each curse requires him to pay a certain price.

Take the curse of the slave spirit as an example, every time he uses it, his true spirit will consume a little... It's no wonder that after the curse god used a few big moves before, the true spirit became illusory and transparent, so it wasn't "exhausted" , but is consuming its own true spirit.

"It doesn't seem to be as strong as I imagined..." He shook his head, waved these away, and decided not to use them again.

How difficult is it to elevate the true spirit?It would be too long to use one's true spirit as a consumable.

He raised his hand to break through the ice, pushed open the door, and entered the wooden house.

The old couple were still sleeping deeply in the thick Yin Qi.

He walked to the side, lowered his head to observe the hole in the man's chest, opened his right hand, pointed at his chest, and suddenly a bunch of purple arc marks came out, all of them got into his palm.

The sleeping man showed a somewhat painful expression, but soon regained his composure and became more serene.

Gu Techuan's eyes suddenly lit up, revealing surprise.

His true spirit suddenly became stronger... So that's what happened!It's no wonder that the curse god feeds the so-called food field to devour the ghosts, and it has been strengthening its own true spirit.

No wonder Aunt Liangxia lost her memory, not because she ate Uncle Sanriyue's spirit body, but because of being cursed, her true spirit was damaged...

No wonder Uncle Sanriyue said that he seemed to have forgotten something too.

"It's really a vicious ability..."

He raised his palm again, aimed at Aunt Liang Xia, and absorbed more purple arc marks.

So the old couple returned to peace.

Gu Techuan turned and left, helping to close the door.

The Yin Qi in the room was still strong enough for them to recover.

Now I have to consider whether to continue exploring, or go home and tell Qingkong the good news earlier.

In fact, there is nothing to tangle with.

Under the bright moonlight, Furutegawa swiped his palm, as if splitting the space, and a huge deep purple vortex appeared out of thin air. He stepped in and rushed to Nishiino Station at the fastest speed.

Chapter 156 New Performance Art

On a sunny afternoon, in Luye Academy, on the playground, the boys who had just finished warming up gathered in the basketball court. After the whistle sounded, the basketball match between Class [-] and Class [-] began.

Outside the basketball court, some girls turned their hands into trumpets, shouting loudly to cheer.

In the off-site area of ​​the two classes, there is also a boy standing in each of them.

With a basketball in his arms, Mr. Glasses walked around the field, ran to the little priest, and said enthusiastically, "Bai Chuan, let's go play together!"

The little priest kept his face sullen, looked into the distance, and said calmly, "No."

"Let's go!" Mr. Glasses didn't care, and continued to talk. Anyway, every time the two classes play games, they are the two of them watching the fun. It's better to find a place to shoot the ball. It's a pity It's just that Gu Techuan is not here, otherwise there is a reason to follow him to watch girls play volleyball.

How beautiful volleyball is!Jumping and jumping, big and small rabbits are flying up and down, and if you are lucky, you can hear the delicate and cute panting.

Alas, Furutegawa isn't at school...

The little priest frowned, he hated basketball, but if he didn't agree, the guy next to him would definitely pester him until get out of class was over.

He looked around, pointed at a few girls sitting on the lawn in the distance, and calmly said, "Go over there."

"Bai Chuan, you really hate basketball..." Mr. Glasses muttered, and returned the basketball.

The three girls sitting around and talking looked at them and stopped talking immediately.

Mr. Glasses trotted a few steps, leaned in front of him, sat down on the grass, and asked curiously, "What are you talking about?"

The three girls each moved to the side.

You Jia said casually, "None of your business...why don't you play basketball?"

Youjia, who was not convinced by the glasses king, asked, "Then why don't you play volleyball?"

The two squinted at each other, turned their heads sideways, and said "cut".

Xiaoniaoyou and Qingkong watched silently.

Bai Chuanwang stood a little far away from the few people, turned sideways, and didn't know where he was looking.

But the others have long been used to it.

Mr. Glasses propped his body back with both hands, and said casually: "Furutegawa hasn't come back for almost a week, and he hasn't responded to text messages... Hiss!"

Before he finished speaking, he gasped, rubbed his legs, and glared at Youjia.

"He probably doesn't have a cell phone signal where he is now, and the message I sent is also displayed as 'unread'. It's not intentional not to reply to the message." Qingkong explained.

The glasses gentleman who was still rubbing his legs said, "San Riyue, you don't have to take it seriously, I'm just talking casually."

Xiao Niaoyou, who was sitting with his legs crossed, tilted his head and looked into the distance. It seemed that there were seniors in physical education class over there, and there were two boys standing together looking at this side without concealing their eyes.

She looked away directly.

I often find this kind of situation in school, and my heart is still quite stressed, but it will be much better when Furategawa is around.

"When will you come back? The last time you went back to your hometown, you didn't call me..." She thought with a gloomy gaze.

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"Renta, I've made my decision!"

The tall, long-haired boy who was looking in the direction of the first group clenched his fists and said in a deep voice, "Whether you succeed or not, I will confess to her today! Tell her my heart!"

"Liren, I advise you to calm down immediately!" A gentle boy wearing round glasses next to him said with a slightly accentuated tone: "Who doesn't know about her relationship with that guy? If that guy knew, you wouldn't really think Will he let you go softly?"

The long-haired boy's eyes darkened immediately, and he said in a vicious tone, "What does it have to do with that guy if I confess to her? I'm not looking for his big-breasted girlfriend, tsk tsk, those breasts must be very uncomfortable to rub at night." Are you cool?"

The gentle boy's complexion changed drastically. He quickly looked around and said in a low voice, "Shut up! You're looking for death!"

The long-haired boy of Gu Shen sneered: "What are you afraid of? I have already asked, he is not in school at all recently!"

"Liren!" The gentle boy was visibly flustered: "It's fine if you're not afraid of death! Don't get me involved!"

"Yes, yes, I was wrong, I was wrong..." The long-haired boy said perfunctorily: "Anyway, there is no one around, only you and me. Is it possible that you will betray me? Then you must Can't run away."

"I'm not that stupid!" The gentle boy scolded, and his tone turned cold: "I still advise you to give up the idea just now! Even if he's not at school, you can guarantee that Xiaoniaoyou won't tell about it. him?"

The long-haired boy's face changed slightly, and he said bravely, "So what if I said it? I didn't do anything! It's just a confession! I don't even have the freedom to find someone to confess to? This kind of thing can't even be controlled by the special department." !"

At this time, a calm voice suddenly sounded from behind the two of them: "Well, the special department really can't take care of it, but what I want to take care of, let alone the special department, even the gods dare not intervene."

The two turned around subconsciously, raised their heads a little bit, and looked at each other with a calm gaze.

They screamed in fright and wanted to run, but their legs were already numb, and they fell limply to the ground.

The gentle boy knelt down and kowtowed without hesitation: "Yes, I'm sorry! Please forgive me! I'm innocent! I don't know anything..."

Furutegawa, who had just returned to school, was still wearing the unmarked uniform of the special department, and was still holding the sword in his hand. He looked down at the long-haired boy on the ground who seemed to be frightened, and didn't move. His neck lifted him up a little bit.

The gentle boy next to him had protruding eyeballs and opened his mouth wide open. He was already completely frightened and frightened.

Furutegawa calmly looked at the long-haired boy in front of him, spread his palms, and a dark red arc danced in the palms.