The bearer of ghosts and gods who return the spell

This belated third collaboration has been going on for seven months.

"After this time, we will probably have to wait for several months before we can cooperate again next time. I hope this winter won't have the same major events as last year."

"Sōma-kun, let's wait until this matter is completely resolved before we talk about anything else."

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A sewer on the streets of Tokyo.

The figures of Nanami Ken and Soma Josuke appear here.

The stiff bodies of several rats floated on the slowly flowing dark water, emitting an unbearable stench.

Occasionally, something would pull me underwater, and a few bubbles would pop up.

It is not much different from other sewers, and naturally has the appearance of a place that harbors filth and evil.

This is the deepest ugliness that cannot be hidden under the bright appearance of any city.

It goes without saying that Nanami Kento and Sōma Josuke, although it is the first time to set foot here, have seen many similar scenes before, so these are nothing.

The two of them had killed many cursed spirits along the way. To be precise, they were specially transformed "cursed spirits".

Although they knew that if they didn't kill these "cursed spirits", they would die soon, but the continuous killings still made the two of them feel bad.

The other party was just like playing tricks on two prey that entered the cage voluntarily, but never showed up.

However, two "cursed spirits" would appear every once in a while, consuming the two people's willpower.

As everyone knows, this behavior is irritating the tiger that may break out of the cage at any time.

The dull black knife was completely soaked in blood, and every step he took would leave speckled marks on the road behind him.

"That's enough. If you want to come out, come out quickly. Don't carry out this completely useless test again."

Nanami Kento's voice spread into the depths of darkness, and the false echoes seemed to laugh at the filth, echoing layer by layer.

Da da da......

A very rhythmic footsteps came from the darkness, getting closer and closer.

"Hahaha, it's coming, it's coming, don't worry, we still have a lot of time, don't we?"

With the faint light, Souma Josuke could clearly see the guy walking out of the darkness.

The thick long light blue hair is scattered casually, which sets off the facial features extremely delicately. The different-colored pupils make his face look even more unique.

If it weren't for the criss-cross stitching marks on his face and the filthy breath of curse power, Souma Josuke would even think of him as an ordinary human being.

This guy has a more obvious human appearance than other curse spirits. Perhaps this is his evil intention of turning his victims into like curse spirits?

Seeing that the rightful owner finally appeared, Nanami Kento reached out and touched his slightly sore neck.

"A lot of time? I think you misunderstood. What I hate most is working overtime. Let's make a quick decision."

"Eh? Isn't it a blessing to work overtime? It's a new principle I just learned recently."

He spoke easily and continued to dodge Nanami Kento's attacks, "You must be too impatient. You haven't introduced yourself yet. My name is Masato."

real person?

See if I don't beat you into a dummy!

In addition to Kazan, other shikigami emerged one by one.

Just when he was about to take action, he suddenly felt something and retreated violently.

But the sense of crisis did not disappear with his departure. Instead, it followed him like gangrene in the bones.

A black hand suddenly appeared from the shadow on the ground, quickly climbed up Souma Josuke's calf and pulled hard, trying to drag him into the boundless darkness.

His body suddenly sank and submerged into the shadow, but soon disappeared again, hanging on the wall not far away.

Looking at the right hand that did not disappear on the ground, Soma Josuke frowned secretly.

This is......

Feeling something in his heart again, Soma Josuke instantly left the wall, and a left arm appeared where he had just stayed.

There is no mistake, this is definitely death fear.

The previous attacks all appeared from his shadow.

If you want to talk about shadow-related abilities, it’s Keja of Afterimage!

But he could clearly feel that the two attacks on him were not like shadows, but like physical things.

Is this what he is capable of?

"Death fear, I know it's you."

Upon hearing these words, the left arm on the wall instantly melted into a huge circular hole.

The black death fear slowly emerged from the hole, causing a wave of ripples.

Chapter 111 Continuous Shadows

Death Fear's pair of faint blue eyes were like two diamond-shaped gems, extremely visible in the darkness.

Until the whole body appeared, he still maintained this posture lying on the wall.

This made Souma Josuke turn his head and said, "Hey, can you be normal? I'm about to get cervical spondylosis."

The blue eyes narrowed obviously, "I haven't seen you for a while, and you have become more eloquent. I don't know if your strength has kept up."

"Don't you know if you try it?"

"fulfill your requirement!"

The figure of Death Fear collapsed without warning and turned into dozens of black birds, fluttering its wings and flying towards Souma Castle.

Since it’s Kaija of the Afterimage, let’s use this against you!

Blade of Shadow - Soul of Shadow.

The blade in Soma Castle's assistant shattered into eight pieces as he swung it, penetrating these black birds from different angles.

However, these blackbirds did not disappear after being penetrated. They continued to split and transform under the cutting of the cursed blade, and continued to attack Soma Castle.

"Reverse Kaija!"

Shadow against shadow to see who is the real Kaija of the afterimage!

But when those blackbirds came into contact with Soma Josuke, Inversion Kaija's shadow did not automatically defend.

Soma Josuke just watched helplessly as these black birds penetrated his body.

Um?He could sense that Kaija's penetrating ability was not effective.

Are these blackbirds ghosts?

As soon as the thought came to his mind, he felt a huge wave of spell power coming from behind him, and Reverse Kaija suddenly enveloped Soma Josuke.

"Boom! Boom! Boom!..."

The black birds that passed through his body exploded one by one, causing a terrifying and huge shock wave.

The entire sewer began to shake and tremble, and Soma Josuke's figure was submerged under the falling boulders.

At this time, Nanami Kento, who had been pulled away by the real person, felt the crazy curse breath coming from the sewer and paused involuntarily.

"You're distracted."

The left hand covered with sutures suddenly stretched out and came into contact with Nanami Kento's body.

""Inaction changes." "

The sharp stinging sensation made him subconsciously swing the blunt knife in his hand. Although the real person quickly pulled away, his wrist was still cut.

The magic power strengthened by "Stab" suddenly opened the crack, and blood kept flowing out, dyeing the real person's entire arm red.

However, his face was still so relaxed and grateful, and he gently licked his wounds like a wounded animal.

"Why, you must have been frightened by the sudden lengthening of your hands."

"My technique - "Inaction Transformation" can transform the body by changing the form of the soul. How about it? It's very convenient. "

The technique is revealed...

This curse spirit knows the rules very well.

"So, I just want..."

As if he had discovered something, the originally calm expression of the real person turned into ferocious and bloodthirsty in an instant.

"Oh~ you are really powerful. You can actually hurt my soul! You are different from those guys before. What level of magician are you?"

Nanami Kento held his injured abdomen and began to secretly estimate the situation on both sides:

Soma-kun shouldn't be defeated so easily. The real difficulty is on my side.

This guy's abilities...are quite at odds with mine.

The power to damage the soul was only this weapon, but he probably hadn't noticed it yet.

If I use it a little, it should make him more wary of my attacks.

Now, he seems to be very eager to chat, so let's delay it for a while.

"First class."

"Hey, I'm so lucky!"

"Although spellcasters can use spells to protect their bodies, they cannot protect their souls, because to do this, they must first be aware of the shape of their souls."

"But you are different. You did this in an instant, and you were even able to hurt my soul."

"Well, at first I thought I did it unconsciously. I didn't expect that you also do a lot of research on the soul. It must be a good experimental material!"

The real person licked his lips excitedly and continued:

"Ne, Ne, do you think the soul or the body came first?"

"Isn't there a similar question, which came first, the chicken or the egg? Then, does the body give birth to the soul, or does the soul create the body?"

"Depending on your answer, it may decide what I will turn you into in the end!"