Spell Retaliation: Unlock Eight Stunts at the Beginning

Long Yi turned his hands into claws, waved upward, turned claws into prints, and clasped his hands together.

The dark and mysterious chains climbed onto the mirror ghost's limbs again.

"Send General!!"

Ka Ka Ka!

All the chains were solid and disappeared under the mirror ghost's skin.

The Mirror Ghost, who was lying on the ground and trembling, now relaxes and stands respectfully behind Long Yi.

The little girl saw that the situation was over, and did not struggle.

The eyeballs behind them, who were trying to raise them, were lying on the ground at this moment, motionless.

As if ready to accept the fate of death.

Long Yi has completely controlled the world at this moment.

Found here though not as broad as the real world.

But the scope still envelops the entire Fusang.

And you can freely control the weather here.

Simply a resort!

Wither status -1.

After Long Yi felt it, he looked at the little girl on the ground who was about to die.

"Don't you have anything to say?"

"Our 'king' will wake up eventually, and the whole world will become his domain after all."

"If you can let me go! In the future, there will eventually be your seat beside the 'King'!"

"How about it?!"

The dragon was curious about the 'king' in his mouth.

It sounds like it is more ancient than Liangmiansu Nuo.

"What exactly is your 'king'?"

"Our 'King'! Our 'King'! Ah!!! Our 'King'!!"

Puff puff! ! ~

Before it could open its mouth, bubbles began to pour out of its body.

Unknown energies permeated its body through bubbles.

Like aphids, it slowly erodes on it.

"Our 'King'!! I didn't say anything!!"

"what!!!"

Bang! ! ~

With a soft sound, the little girl and all the eyes behind her disappeared.

Not a single trace.

There was a trace of solemnity in Long Yi's moon-white eyes.

This dignified feeling has not appeared for a long time, but suddenly came to mind at this moment.

It seems that the so-called 'king' is not a small role!

However, this has nothing to do with him.

Since these guys know to hide from themselves.

Then there won't be too much trouble.

As for the future?

What to do with me!

Long Yi returned to the Master's House.

Gojo Satoru was found sitting in his office watching TV.

"You are too self-conscious, this is my territory."

When Gojo Satoru saw Ryuichi's return, the originally happy watch suddenly turned sad.

"Tell me quickly, where have all the magicians gone?"

"Let me have an explanation! Otherwise, I will be scolded by Teacher Ye Mo when I go back!"

"Look at my hair turning white!"

Long Yi didn't listen to his nonsense, returned to his office chair, leaned back, and lay down directly.

"Go back and say it's over."

Gojo Satoru's beautiful eyes lit up, and the whole person seemed more energetic.

"That's great!! Can you tell me the details?"

"So that I can go back and write a report!"

Long Yi didn't want him to bother him here, so he repeated the incident.

"You mean, you have a place where you can travel across the country, and there are no idlers?"

Long Yi gave him a white look.

Is this the point?

"In addition, I learned from a curse spirit that they are preparing for the resurrection of the 'King'."

This sentence made Gojo Satoru, who was originally happy, calm down.

In the room, there was only the sound of the rubbing of the pen on the paper.

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"Okay, I know, I will tell the above about this."

"I don't know what to do specifically."

Long Yi was noncommittal, and he didn't care much about this matter.

Wujo Satoru stopped talking and left the Master Room with his belongings.

……

at the same time.

in a foggy space.

A pair of black coffins lay quietly in the center, covered with mysterious patterns.

When you look at it, you will fall into it, and you will not be able to extricate yourself for a long time.

The strange thing is that on the black coffin, there are countless chains, and each chain is engraved with strange runes.

Overall, it looks like a work of art placed in an exhibition hall.

For people to visit and enjoy.

But, apparently, no one here appreciates its beauty.

...... ......

The surrounding fog is more like a competent soldier, wrapping his own king inside.

Nothing is allowed to break through their defenses.

Ku Ku Ku! ! ~

now.

The black coffin seemed to be summoned in some way.

Shaking back and forth a few times.

click!

There was a gap on the edge, from which a strange purple color was exuded.

That light seemed to have its own wisdom, issuing orders to the fog outside.

The space shook, and a cloud of mist was sucked into the black coffin.

Peace was restored in the space again.

As if nothing happened.

"What was the voice just now? Is there something in it?!!"

"Impossible, this gray fog doesn't even dare to approach us, how could something run in!"

"I don't know when the 'king' will be resurrected and lead us to the top of the world from now on!"

"Wait! Thousands of years have passed, and it's not bad to wait for hundreds of years."

Buzz! ~

When they spoke, the gray fog began to float around, as if they wanted to find out the owners of these voices and eat them!

As the sound disappeared, the gray fog returned to its former calm.

Quietly guarding the side of the 'king', waiting for it to be summoned again.

……

Yu Xue was walking in mid-air at the moment.

It has purpose but no direction.

Can only rely on instinct to wander in mid-air.

"Who are you?"