It's exactly six o'clock.
The sound of the rain is a little sparse. Through the thick walls, Kira Nanami can hear the sound of the autumn rain hitting every sycamore leaf, the soft echo of every piece of soil, and the soft echo of every brick and stone. The transparent vibrato——the sound of the rain gradually became thinner, like the sobbing of a patient, intermittently.
Yes, weeping is the best way to describe it. The earth is weeping, the sky is weeping, the thin tower standing in the autumn rain is also weeping, every brick and stone is weeping, and the plane trees are also weeping, spreading for miles forest, every leaf rubbed against each other, rustling and whimpering.
Because night is coming.
Yuan Kongzi put her hand weakly on the thick barrier, then slowly slid down along the tent, hanging down naturally, and finally tightened the hem of the lady's skirt.
It was a white lady's dress, very beautiful, she put it on specially, the white was like a pure carnation.
The warehouse is really big, where Kira Nanami has gone, and the lights are really dim. The shadows of those calligraphy, paintings, spell tools, and armor that I don’t know when are all mottled, swaying obliquely in the dark in the warehouse.
All methods have been tried, all methods have been tried, and the magic power in the body has been exhausted, but the barrier is still unabated, blocking the front forever.
Obviously, there is only one floor away from here in the bedroom, but she can't do anything, the distance of a few meters is like a world away.
She is not a fool. She has naturally understood the principle of 'equivalent exchange' in the Amber Pavilion. Everything here cannot be destroyed. Naturally, she cannot break the floor and return to the room.
Time passed slowly, time passed slowly.
This is already a hopeless situation.
She leaned against the top of the tent, clenched her fists, and counted silently in her heart.
'Don't think too noble of yourself'
Now Yuan Kongzi really knows that the pride she once had was so fragile. When everyone abandoned her, she was so weak and insignificant.
It's just a straw dog in the world, no different from all the dogs in the world.
But she can't give up just yet. Not giving up is her last reserve as a magician. If she loses even this, then everything about her will be denied by herself.
It's six twenty.
I don't know which owl was the first to cross the tree branch, and not only the cricket was the first to sing. In short, the nightingale flapped its wings, and the crow had already returned to its nest.
Night fell, 10 minutes earlier than yesterday.
Hoo... Hoo... Hoo...
Yuan Kongzi panted heavily, calmed down, and stared at the warehouse in the dark.
The flame swayed even more, and the shadow on the wall swayed, ferocious and weird, Yuan Kongzi was attracted by the shadow, and his beautiful eyes didn't blink.
There was a strange sound from the ceiling, like the sound of marbles hitting the floor one after another, but the third floor was already the top floor, and there was no so-called floor above the head; footsteps sounded from outside the corridor, but disappeared soon ; The horse's hoof stepped somewhere, it should be said to be an iron hoof, and the sound of the horn came from the depths of the warehouse, but it stopped soon.
Yuan Kongzi's attention was attracted, she subconsciously stepped back half a step, and leaned against the tent, so as to avoid being attacked in the abdomen.
But why is the feeling on the back so strange... like armor.
She raised her head subconsciously, and a drop of liquid dripped on her beautiful face.
It was a mass of flesh and blood wrapped under rusty armor, with thin folds on the face, and a long and narrow eye slit opened in the middle of each fold. The small black pupils looked like rows of densely packed eyes. black beans.
"Do you... like to eat?"
Yuan Kongzi gathered all the magic power in her body, and hit the fleshy face all over the world. The blushing magic power burned quickly. This is her technique, through touching, all the magic power can be ignited.
The smell of grilled meat is so delicious and fresh, like steak...
Like the steak they had that day!
This is the real food that Jasmine raised in the Amber Hall... In the flames, those bright red flesh and blood kept dying and being reborn, and in an instant, it had grown into a sticky ball, like melting ice cream Similarly, flesh and blood dripped on Yuan Kongzi's body, and those tiny eyes smiled happily on the flesh and blood:
"Do you... like to eat?"
"what!"
Yuan Kongzi retreated crazily, staggering to distance himself from it, mobilizing all the mana power in his body, throwing it at it free of charge, while the latter would not be submerged in the flames.
Yuan Kongzi fled towards the depths of the warehouse, she didn't even look at the road, she just kept running away, the flame behind had been reborn, Yuan Kongzi could already hear the thick voice of the monster:
"Do you like to eat? Do you like to eat..."
No matter what happened along the way, Yuan Kongzi accelerated desperately, and finally threw away the monster behind him.
where is this
She took a breath and looked around.
Pairs of green eyes lit up in the darkness, staring at her.
Feeling the surrounding aura, there were at least three first-level monsters, one had even touched the threshold of first-level, and a dozen second-level monsters.
They were densely packed, like a chaotic swarm of bees, with disgusting fat flowing on the ground.
It's over... hopeless. .
They roared, roared, and rushed towards themselves overwhelmingly...
Yuan Kongzi gathered all the magic power in her body, and desperately squeezed out every bit of her potential. Even if she fought for one more second, even if she survived for one second, she would not be regarded as dishonoring the honor of the magician.
However, half a second passed, and the expected impact did not come. The ghost tide brushed past her body and rushed forward desperately.
When passing by a first-level curse spirit with a human face, Yuan Kongzi understood the expression on his face: frowning, corners of mouth pursed, pupils trembling—that was fear!
They are running for their lives!
Boom, as soon as this idea came up, the human-faced ghost in front of him exploded, and the scattered flesh and blood splashed all over Yuan Kongzi.
Amidst the splashing of severed limbs and broken skulls, dark curses erupted among the ghosts. A special node died everywhere. As the nodes were destroyed and cut off, the monsters fell to the ground one after another. On the floor, Yuan Kongzi could no longer see clearly the trace of the black firelight.
I only heard the sound of swords entering flesh, the sound of blood splashing, the sound of monsters wailing...
Finally, all sounds stopped.
At the top of the dense pile of corpses, a corpse covered in blood stood on top, the nails in his hands were dripping with blood, and his black pupils showed no emotion, as black as the night, as calm as the night.
The black windbreaker draped over his body, making a soft sound.
The whole person is like a crow's feather.
"Five articles and three levels...?"
Kira Nanami lowered her head slightly and glanced at her.
Yuan Kongzi exclaimed, she said in shock:
"How do you... what is your spell level?"
Even though I have experienced the horror of Kira Nanami at close range, in Yuan Kongzi's heart, Kira Nanami's strength is at most one level, but now it is really...
"What is your spell level? Quasi-special level? Or special level?"
Kira Nanami looked away from her and said calmly:
"Someone once recommended me to be a special class, but I refused. That person's name is Gojo Satoru."
Rejected, rejected?
Yuan Kongzi was speechless.
The special class is already an existence that their entire family wants to curry favor with. How many families are proud to invite Gojo Satoru as a guest, but Kira Nanami...
"Five three-level, you are only a third-level conjurer, what you can't do, we may not be able to do..."
What I said yesterday resounded in my ears again, and thinking of the title of "Wujo three-level" these days, Yuan Kongzi felt embarrassed and deeply ashamed for the first time.
She wished she could slap her former self.
But Kira Nanami no longer has time to worry about Minamoto Kouko's heart. The ghosts upstairs are also the property of the Kohaku Pavilion. It may be because there are too many 'past' reasons, and their lives are not as valuable as the 'present' candidate Minamoto Kouko.
But with such a number, it seems that he is unscathed, but the inside of his body is already full of scars.
And tonight is still long.
He looked towards the dimly lit warehouse.
His eyes were calm, and he was wearing a black windbreaker, as if he was wearing the night.
Chapter 23 A Price
This is a massacre, with explosions splashing, and terrifying spell power swimming around, blooming among the crowd of spell spirits.
The black mantra was like a brush dipped in thick ink, dragging a black trail and splashing wantonly in the warehouse.
The fighting continued.
The curse spirits piled up together, and the rotten flesh and blood also pushed together, forming a long river of bright red flesh and blood.
Every time the black brush comes into contact with it, it will bring up broken limbs one after another.
The curse spirits wailed and roared in pain, and were blasted into thousands of wounds.
All five limbs were cut off, the head was all shattered, and he lost the ability to move, but his heart hadn't stopped, and he was still tenaciously alive.
None of them died.
This was specially reserved by Kira Nanami. He would not completely kill any curse spirit, so the price he paid to the Amber Hall would also be reduced.
Yuan Kongzi stared blankly at the scene in front of him that was like Shura Purgatory:
The blood was flowing, gradually converging into a river, broken limbs, arms, and heads with wide-eyed eyes one after another. The man in black and black hair was swimming in the river of blood, like an envoy of ecstasy. Another huge curse spirit fell in front of him.
The strange thing is that the magic spirits around her miraculously ignored her, bypassed her, and rushed towards Kira Nanami as if driven by something.
Then he was beheaded to the ground by Kira Nanami, black flames spread in the waves of flesh, like a scythe for harvesting wheat, where he said it was barren.
It seems that nothing can defeat him, nothing can kill this terrifying man, his face is still so calm, like a cursed king.
But actually,
Kira Nanami's body was on the verge of collapse.
"Trade started, deal started, deal started..."
"The arm of the former owner of the Amber Museum was traded for a scar, and the transaction was successful... The limbs and head of Tianbao's original orange son were sold for half a bone, and the transaction was successful..."
This sound has been heard all the time, cold and emotionless, like a noisy fly.
It's really noisy... Kira Nanami just killed like this, killing tirelessly, raising the sword and dropping it, raising the sword and falling...
The intestines were shattered, the blood vessels of the body also burst, three bones were broken, and there were dense scars on the arms.
The whole body can no longer get up.
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