Spell Retaliation: Unlock Eight Stunts at the Beginning

"Your Majesty, we have reached Okayama now, and it won't be long before we reach Kyoto."

"Now that the magic spirits have been collected, do we want to..."

A first-level spell spirit with a little intelligence respectfully reported to the figure on the throne.

Their unscrupulous advance is bound to be jointly attacked by the magicians.

Although not afraid, but it is a hassle after all.

At this time, if the king can directly teleport here to the Tokyo boundary.

That would be a lot less hassle, and also catch them off guard.

Grumpy Grumpy! ! ~Hiccup! ~

Shuten Douji didn't seem to hear it, picked up the gourd on one side and started drinking.

The wine in the gourd seems to be ruthless and endless. No matter when you pick it up, it will always flow from the mouth of the bottle.

The gourd was put down, and Shuten Douji's face flushed.

His eyes widened, and he drank sharply.

"Don't talk nonsense! Just walk slowly like this~ Hiccup~ After disappearing for so long, the magicians will almost forget about Lao Tzu!!"

"Even my things~hic~ dare to take it!! Someone who dares to kill Laozi!!"

"This time~hic~ I have to let them have a memory!!"

Although he was drinking fiercely, he didn't have the slightest momentum.

Jiutun boy's ear was attached to the gourd, and he shook it back and forth twice.

Goo, goo, goo! ~

"Are you out of wine?!~"

The voice fell, and the gourd in his hand began to shake slightly.

Soon.

The coquettish pattern on the base of the gourd gradually twists.

All the colors come together to gradually outline a large colorful mouth.

Fuchsia lips, snow-white teeth, and this pure purple tongue.

It looks like an oil painting of Fuso.

Click click! ! ~

The sound of the teeth rubbing gradually rose, and the originally colored group began to protrude gradually.

"Sssssssssssssssssssssssssssssssssssssssssssssssssssssssssssssssssssssssssssss!!"

A deep bubble sound suddenly sounded, and the sound was full of greed, which made people shudder, as if they would not swallow it in the next second.

Whoosh! ! ~

The wine gourd rose into the air, suspended in the center of the black cloud.

sizzle! ! ~

A huge suction spurted out, and all the weak spell spirits around took off.

It ended up being swallowed into a wine bottle.

belch! ! ~

The gourd seemed to be full and returned to the hand of the Shuten boy.

The terrifying big mouth disappeared, and the original bewitching color changed into a pattern again, covering the surface of the gourd.

Whoohoo! ! ~

This time, the swaying sound like before was no longer in it.

After opening it, Meimei took a sip.

"The position is now vacant, maintain this speed, and move on!"

The scene just now made the surrounding curse spirits cold.

They don't have much sanity and can only do things by instinct.

But after being recruited by Shuten Douji, he will understand some simple commands.

The mind also gradually began to unfold.

The terrifying situation in front of them almost instantly detached their few minds from their bodies.

'It turns out that the drinks inside are all like this! ! ! '

The face of the first-level curse spirit was pale and his body was tense. When he looked carefully, he was shaking slightly.

It is the closest to the king and has a panoramic view of everything just now.

That weird gourd has simply become a nightmare in its heart.

But all this has not been shown.

It is afraid that the next second, it will become the wine in the cup of the king.

"Follow your orders, Your Majesty!!~"

……

And just like that, a week has passed.

This black cloud passed almost half of the fusang.

Wherever he went, all the spell spirits below the special level disappeared.

The area of ​​the black cloud gradually expands, and there is a sense of oppression of the black cloud pressing down on the city.

Although ordinary people can't see such a scene.

But the feeling of oppression that the mountains and rains are about to come and the wind is full of buildings is suppressed in the chest of every passerby.

"I feel so depressed now, and I always feel that something is going to happen."

"I thought I was the only one who felt this way. I called my family yesterday to confirm that they were all right, and I was relieved."

"So are you!! I went to the hospital for a checkup, but nothing happened. Let me pay more attention to rest."

"This... this feeling reminds me of the previous natural disasters, but this time it's more serious!"

"..."

Just when passersby were discussing recent psychological problems.

A young god figure wearing sunglasses, silver-white hair, and a black school uniform appeared beside them.

"Is that the black cloud?"

Wujo Satoru hooked his sunglasses off, revealing eyes that seemed to be filled with stars.

He looked at the dark clouds in the sky with a pleasant look.

In the blue-blue eyes, the image of the black cloud is reflected.

Tyranny, blood, lust, all kinds of negative emotions shuttle among the clouds...  

Just looking at it like this, you can feel the powerful magic power above.

"It's really a powerful spell!"

Gojo Satoru pushed up the sunglasses and looked around.

bass!Boom! !

The entire figure instantly appeared in mid-air.

"This place, shouldn't be scolded by Nocturne Teacher?"

"I don't know how long it can last with such a large amount of magic power."

Lie flat, with a 'kindness' smile on her face.

Looking at the dark clouds not far away, he pointed forward.

The emptiness of the magic power along his body, gathered in the middle of the fingers.

"Hey!"

With the sound, a strong shock wave was instantly sent out.

The surrounding space began to turmoil at this moment, and even fissures appeared.

After a while, he rushed to the bottom of the black cloud.

Seeing that the two are about to touch.

But in the next moment, the entire black cloud was blurred for a moment.

It was at this moment that it escaped the impact of 'He'.

"Well? It's a bit interesting, but it's still a bit less interesting than that spell spirit."

The state of the black cloud has always been reflected in his eyes, and it just simply disappeared.

Similar to teleporting in place to avoid damage.

"Then see how you dodge this trick!"

The whole person lay strangely flat in the air, without the slightest tendency to fall.

The index finger of the right hand stretched out, and a black energy ball was condensed on it.

Positive infinity and negative infinity meet above.

This black energy ball is gradually approaching nothingness.

Condensed, ready to launch!