Ordinary office workers who fight back with spells

"You are the angel of time. Can you pause time and give me a month? Let me breathe."

Kooler shook his head. He remembered God's instruction, so he replied:

"I must not fiddle with time."

"God taught us: We must cherish time. If you play with time, you will lose respect for time. This is the gift I want to give you today."

And so the day passed, dusk set and the moon rose.

Kule wandered around the holy city again, and suddenly met another boy. This was the next day.

The boy said:

"My dear Angel of Time, I have been away from home for many years. Can you give me an extra day so that I can go home and see my elderly mother?"

Kooler remembered God's instruction and shook his head again:

"I must not fiddle with time."

"Your filial piety moves me, but you must arrange your time and plan well. Before you finish one thing, you must not do another thing. This is the gift I want to give you today."

So the day passed like this, dusk fell and the moon rose.

On the third day.

Kule continued to wander in the holy city, when he met a woman with a basket of food:

"My beloved angel of time, you are the darling of time."

The woman said:

"Can you slow down the time for a while? My kid is building the holy city, and I want to give him the food. He likes my cooking, but it's going to be visiting time soon, so I'm afraid I can't arrive."

"Can I have an hour to deliver the meal to my child?"

Kuler remembered God's instruction and shook his head:

"I must not fiddle with time."

"Your child is engaged in a glorious career, and following the prescribed schedule can make people happy. I must not destroy the planned time. This is the gift I want to give you today."

Day three.

He continued to wander around the holy city, but he never saw the boy and the woman again.

Feeling strange, he searched everywhere, and finally found the boy's head on the execution ground.

He was beheaded for delaying the date.

The young man knew that he would not be able to achieve his goal, so he wanted to go home and see his worried mother before he died.

His dying wish was to 'want to eat his mother's meals again' but last night when his mother arrived at the prison, panting, it was past visiting hours, an hour late.

His sick and elderly mother was dragged out by the guards, and they never met after all.

Kule stroked the boy's head, feeling puzzled.

He taught the people, prayed for the people, taught the people the time etiquette of the gods, and the concept of time, but why can't the children get happiness?

He made known his doubts to his Master.

His Lord replied: "Because time is eternal. It will not be transferred because of people's hearts."

Kule lowered his head, thinking, thinking about things, and said to him:

"No, I don't think that's the case."

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Every corner of the Vatican has been set foot by him... so he can go anywhere in an instant...

Kira Nanami bowed slightly, and the silver-white Shunlun slashed on her legs. She jumped in time and disappeared in place. The night was cool, and the ancient streets were quiet and peaceful, but they were interrupted at this moment. .

Kira Nanami hit the masonry, landed on his body several more times, and disappeared in place again. He turned over, leaped, and only appeared every second, like a black and white film, frame by frame Played frame by frame.

Playing this battle.

But Kule is like a tarsal maggot, entangled with Kira Nanami, no matter where Kira Nanami lands next second, he will definitely appear behind Kira.

Black Flash, Killer Queen, Wa Luo Wa Luo, Wither Heart Piercing Attack, Jie... Kira Nanami exhausted all means, but after all, she couldn't hurt Kule in the slightest.

The holy city seems to have been plowed by thousands of chariots, the masts are smashed, and all the prosperity is dusted. The magnificent churches, the towers standing in the night sky, and the tall towers of Gothic architecture are all All burned.

Thick smoke billowed, and the black smoke overlapped together, like thousands of crows soaring into the sky.

The priests watched all this dazedly, already speechless in shock.

With her hands on her chest, Jasmine stared intently at the entangled figure in the distance for a long time, her red lips parted slightly, and she murmured—she didn't know who she was praying for.

"Amen, amen..."

"Let me prove it to you, my lord...the human heart is really a wonderful thing."

Kule penetrated Kira Nanami's attack again, and his whole body changed, the face of a young man, the face of a boy, and the face of an old man.Thousands of faces were thrown into Kira Nanami's body together.

Kira Nanami froze, feeling his joints stiffen, he looked at his hands hesitantly.

Pieces of skin began to peel off bit by bit, floating in the air like tiny gray butterflies.

Chapter 7 Take me to say hello to God

Kira Nanami looked at her hands hesitantly, the skin peeled off bit by bit, like thousands of butterflies flying in the air.

Reverse spell.

Kira Nanami mobilized the mantra power on her body, and the black mantra power gathered in her hands, trying to suppress the injury by means of the reversal technique and the innate strong recovery power of the mantra spirit, but found that it was useless.

He looked around, still shrouded in the entropy wheel, still in his own domain, the huge silver and black roulettes were slowly rotating in the horizon.

Not involved in the enemy's domain, in the same space, only one domain can exist.

Just now the enemy disappeared in front of his eyes, he turned into a spot of light... pouring into his body.

Irritable... irritable.

Kira Nanami hates things beyond his control. He has always had this desire to control. Ever since he swallowed Su Nuo's fingers, this desire has reached its peak. He does not allow anyone to use him, and he does not allow anyone to against his will.

His instinct was shouting to Kira Nanami: Kill, kill... So far, Kira Nanami has maintained a valuable sanity, but it is already reaching its limit.

What he hates the most, what he hates the most, is being manipulated like a pawn, and now he has become a pawn of the Greek gods.

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Nails, nails keep growing.

Kira Nanami stretched her hands out of her chest, tore it to both sides, broke it apart, continued to poke inside, groped, a long and narrow eye opened from his palm, and scanned around, but found nothing. abnormal.

Kira Nanami can perceive her own soul, and there is no foreign body in the depths of her soul, nor does she have the slightest breath of Kuller.

Where is he hiding?

Blood flowed down from his wound, and the wound on his chest was deep enough to show bone, but this was not important, these mere fatal injuries were not important.

The important thing is that the blurring of his body is getting worse.

Where is the enemy hiding?

He was a little restless and kept digging at his chest. The pain could calm him down. The bloodthirsty impulse was burning in his heart. Kira Nanami needed to calm down.

Calm down...he still has things to do.

Hideo Hoshino's curse has not been lifted, and he still has to defeat the bitch of fate...

Rationality is a character he has always admired. Even if it is the conjurer Kira Nanami, or cursing Kira Nanami, rationality is a crucial quality.

The surrounding priests gathered around sporadically. They stared at the man in the ruins with fear, confusion, and trembling. Blood was pouring out from his chest - this was already beyond the limit. normal blood loss,

He hurt his body without knowing the pain, but his face became more and more calm, as if the injury had nothing to do with him, became more and more calm, and finally as calm as a river and sea, as calm as the white and blue sky, as calm as... .. creepy.

The devil's eyes, this thought arose in everyone's mind-this man has devil's eyes.

Miss Jasmine stared blankly at such a pair of eyes, she had never been able to witness such a pair of eyes - no sorrow, no joy, no pain, all living beings turned into dust in those eyes, all life was in such azure pupils pale in color.

In this almost heartless eyes, Jasmine suddenly felt a kind of great love, a kind of fairness, everyone is the same to him, everyone can be abandoned, everyone can be abandoned, for his goal.

There is a strong [will] in this kind of eyes, which are the eyes that only gods can have.

Kira Nanami closed her eyes.

He still didn't know where the enemy was, but he knew there was one thing he could do.

"Hoshino."

"Hi hi."

The bright starlight gathered on his body, like a gauze painted with stars and the Milky Way, draped over Kira Nanami's body, making his temperament more earthly and less like a mortal.

The priests were surprised at this change, but saw that Kira Nanami's broken body was slowly reborn and recovered under the bath of starlight. When all the light dissipated, he walked out.

The indifferent pupils are like gods.

Everyone was amazed at this miracle, but when they saw Kira Nanami's calm face and met his indifferent eyes, everyone couldn't help being shocked. They all felt the things behind them, so vast, Such horror, the mountain of corpses and the sea of ​​blood, with the King of Curse standing above it, like Satan standing in hell.

"Heretic... Heresy..."

I don't know who it was, murmured;

"heresy..."

"The field expands."

The fingers of Kira Nanami's left and right hands face each other, the palms face each other, and a pair of thumbs are curled:

"Chef of Fumo."

There are a total of 1000 people in the Vatican, with an area of ​​0.1 square kilometers, and Fumo Yuchuzi, at the cost of giving up the restrictions on entry and exit, in exchange for a larger slashing range, which can cover a circle with a radius of 500 meters. [Data from Baidu Encyclopedia]

Just enough to cover the entire Vatican.

"You, what do you think.. what is this?!"

The priests looked around in panic, looking at the rows of slash marks emerging in the void, and they felt the fear coming from the depths of their souls.

All are, all are in the country of the Vatican.

The children were crying, the dogs in the alleys were barking uneasily, and in every building and every room, everyone's hearts were beating a beat slower - they opened the windows and stared in the same direction.