Abnormal month

Chapter 347 Roy's Art (6.4k)

Roy had a smile on his face, looking at Fuguro Shier in front of him, and occasionally paying attention to Mokura's reaction.

"Fuguro Shier, that old woman finally brought him down. This guy is the strongest person in the Heaven and Curse Binding, and his strength is not to be underestimated..."

Usually, the restraints set by the magician on himself are to obtain a certain degree of blessing by paying a price, and are things set up by the magician on his own initiative.

But there is a kind of person who is born with a compulsory restraint by fate, and this kind of restraint is called the Heaven and Curse Binding.

This kind of Heaven and Curse Binding may be to deprive a part of his body to enhance the range and effect of his art, or it may be to deprive his curse power to give him an unmatched body.

Fuguro Shier is the latter.

Humans, or in other words, all living things, have a certain amount of curse power, but they cannot be controlled under normal circumstances, but Fuguro Shier is born with "completely 0 curse power"!

This was the bondage that fate had forced upon him. In return, he had gained an unparalleled body, superb athletic talent, and extremely sensitive facial features.

As a person without any cursed power, he could not see creatures like cursed spirits at all, but he could sense the existence and actions of cursed spirits through hearing, vision, and touch that exceeded the limits of humans. Although he could not kill cursed spirits without the assistance of weapons containing cursed power, such as cursed tools, he had unparalleled suppression power over magicians, and once earned the reputation of "magician killer".

"Although it was just a touch and go, his physical fitness is much stronger than I thought."

Roy secretly raised a little vigilance towards Fukuguro Shier.

Although Moxu Luo is strong, it takes a certain amount of time to adapt and grow. In comparison, for Roy, Shier is more directly threatening and even superior to Moxu Luo.

"White-haired kid, let me ask you, who is the magician who released this monster?" Fukuguro Shier rubbed his messy hair in annoyance. After a while, he looked up at Roy. In addition to cynicism, his expression on his face was actually serious at this moment. But at this moment. As if he had spotted the opportunity when his attention was distracted, Moxu Luo immediately jumped forward and slashed at Shier's head with a sword! "Do you think you can succeed in a sneak attack if I distract your attention?" It seemed that he was aiming at an empty space, but Fukuguro Shier just slightly turned his body and dodged the sword by a hair's breadth. It was as if he had already seen through Moxu Luo's attack. Although it looked dangerous, he leisurely avoided its attack. No, that was not seeing through. Instead, he judged in advance where Moxu Luo's attack would fall through the sharp whistling of the air flow heard by his ears and the direction of the air flow felt by his skin. He already knew Moxu Luo's attack pattern, so he dodged Moxu Luo's attack with the smallest gap.

Roy narrowed his eyes slightly, seeing through Shen'er's evasion method, and thought so in his heart.

While dodging Moxu Luo's sword, Fugu Shen'er suddenly stretched out his hand, grabbed Moxu Luo's right wrist, and then spun up with his feet, and lifted Moxu Luo up with a force.

Before Moxu Luo reacted and wanted to fight back, he had already thrown it away, making Moxu Luo fly into the sky like a baseball that was hit by a home run.

He clenched his palms, as if he was recalling something, and a full smile of indifference appeared on his face.

"You can even reverse the spell, hahaha, this monster is really amazing! If it's a cursed spirit, I'm afraid it will die if it touches it with the positive cursed energy brought by the reverse spell, but unfortunately, I'm not a cursed spirit, but a ghost!"

Now Shier is equivalent to a heroic spirit summoned to the lower world, and it is the type of possession summon that completely suppresses the consciousness of the possessed body. It is not the same as a cursed spirit at all.

"Shua!"

But as he threw Makoro away, Roy leaned over and rushed to him with a fearless smile, punching him in the liver!

"Tsk!"

Fushiguro Shier was unhappy and clicked his tongue. His arm sank and an elbow fell down, elbowing Roy's attacking fist away.

Ordinary magicians, even those with excellent cursed power, use cursed power to strengthen their bodies. When facing an unreasonable body like Shier, they are far from being able to fight him on equal terms. After being hit by his elbow, their arms are at least in unbearable pain.

But Roy seemed to be unaware of it. After his right arm was elbowed away, he immediately extended his left hand, passed through Shen'er's chest from bottom to top, locked his arm with the joint lock technique, and then used his legs to push him back violently.

Shen'er suddenly felt a strong force coming, and his feet retreated uncontrollably.

At the same time, Roy's right hand, which was free, chased again, and hit Shen'er's waist with a backhand elbow. Seeing this, Shen'er's eyes were stern, his legs were straightened, and his feet stopped retreating as if they had taken root. Then he bent his other hand without hesitation, passed through Roy's chest, and locked Roy's right arm with the same joint lock technique.

The four hands of the two people locked each other at this moment, just like a bullfight, entering a state of mutual wrestling. The four hands pulled each other back and forth, and no one wanted to fall behind.

"This guy is strong enough to match me!"

Whether it was Roy or Shen'er, the same thought popped into their minds at this moment.

In the state of wrestling, there was back and forth between the two. No one was willing to take a step back, and no one took a step back. It was obvious that they were evenly matched, and no one could gain the upper hand.

"Uh-huh!"

Suddenly, a sharp sword fell from the sky and plunged straight into Shi'er's Tianling Gai!

During the fight between the two, Moxuluo left and returned.

It seems to regard Shi'er as the enemy who killed his father, and it will never stop until it kills him.

Fuheishier's ears perked up, and he sensed Moxuluo's attack first.

Before he could repel Roy, he was targeted by Moxuluo again, which made him feel quite irritable.

He no longer tried to wrestle with Roy, but jumped in the air, and using the interlocking momentum of the two, he kicked towards Roy's lower body with both feet.

"What a mess!"

Roy's expression changed, his face darkened, and he let go of Fuheisher without hesitation.

Fuheishi'er also let go of Roy at the same time. After the two separated, he immediately jumped back and avoided Moxuluo's sword.

"This monster has been attacked by this white-haired kid first, and its resistance to strikes has become much stronger."

Shi'er stepped forward continuously, staring at Moxuluo while retreating continuously.

At the same time, he was also thinking about countermeasures.

"Now that I don't have a magic tool like the Soul Release Knife, I can only make do with the existing weapons!"

He quickly turned around and rushed into the building, smashing several walls unceremoniously like a dump truck, as if he was looking for something. Not long after, he found the kitchen of the juvenile home and found two deboning tools. Short sword.

Moxuluo stared at Shi'er, and when Shi'er rushed into the building, it also rushed over.

"You think it's hard to use fists, so you plan to use weapons?"

Roy looked at this scene from a distance, almost bursting into laughter.

"Then let's make it a little more difficult for you!"

He stretched out his right hand with a happy face, as if he was holding something up and considering where to strike. He aimed at the Moxuluo in the distance, held it in his palm, and made a palm print.

"--untie!"

"Tsk!"

At this moment, Moxuluo's body suddenly burst out with red blood, spreading out in a coquettish arc in mid-air.

Its feet froze.

There is no time to understand what happened.

"Chichichichichichi—!"

A series of slashes appeared on Moxuluo's body out of thin air, cutting through its body inch by inch as if executed by Ling Chi. Blood spurted out for a while, and a hazy blood mist was cast around it.

"Crack!"

The roulette circle above Moxuluo's head once again turned the smallest scale.

At this time, Fuheisher also jumped out of the building.

As he landed on the ground, he saw the whole scene in his eyes, and a look of shock suddenly appeared on his face.

"That white-haired kid has magical powers, and he also has spells!"

He had never noticed the flow of spell power in Roy. In addition, he had a powerful body comparable to his own. He preconceptionally thought that Roy was a possessor of heaven and spell binding like him. With his natural and complete 0 spell power In exchange for an invincible body like a tyrant.

But in fact, Roy didn't have magic power at all, he just didn't use magic power.

He felt that with the current battle situation and the current strength of the enemy, there was no need for him to use magic power!

"He turned out to be a great magician."

Fuheishier sighed and let out a boring sigh.

In the world of magic, especially in a traditional feudal family like the Zenyuan family where he was born, the emphasis on powerful magic techniques is unparalleled in the world.

The contempt and ridicule for Zhen'er, who has no magic or spell power, can be said to be unique.

Growing up in a Zen monastery, he saw early on that among his tribe, "Magicians are the masters of human beings", "Ordinary people without magic techniques cannot be called human beings at all", "How can ordinary magicians be compared with our Yusan family?" "The abnormal concept.

Growing up in a Zen family, he suffered ridicule and criticism from his tribe, and finally chose to leave the Zen family and work as a mercenary to support himself, gradually earning a reputation as a magician killer.

He has no resentment towards the existence of the magician.

He just doesn't have any expectations for the world of magicians.

If someone came up to him and boasted that he was a magician and had awakened such a powerful magic technique, he would just say "Ah, yes, yes" in a perfunctory manner, but he was thinking about where to go to drink tonight.

However, if the opponent is the same as him, he will find the battle very interesting and valuable to determine the outcome.

But if the opponent is a magician.

"Really boring."

Shi'er rushed up to Moxuluo, and the boning knife he held in both hands kept poking Moxuluo's vitals.

But after Moxuluo took a shot of "solution", the roulette circle on the back that symbolized the "adaptation progress bar" had already rotated, and it had become resistant to the slashing attack.

When Shi'er's boning knife fell on Moxuluo's body, it could only cut out a piece of flesh, but it could not penetrate the inside of his body. It could not even pierce the muscle layer, let alone penetrate his internal organs.

"What this brat did is really irritating!"

Fuheishier took the time to glare at Roy.

Now Moxuluo has targeted him, most likely because he was involved in the subjugation ceremony.

No, it should be said that it was because the body he occupied was involved in the taming ritual that Moxuluo stared at him and would not stop until he killed him.

Unfortunately, he didn't have a powerful magic weapon in his hand, so the only means he could use were strikes and slashes, and Moxuluo was already adapting to both of them, so he couldn't kill with one blow at all.

And once the progress bar for Moxuluo to adapt is full, he will be completely unable to do anything about it!

Fuheishi'er grabbed Moxuluo's arm, kicked his feet onto Moxuluo's back, clenched the boning knife in his hand, and stabbed Moxuluo in the temple beside his eye!

Moxuluo's recovery ability is very strong.

But no matter how strong the recovery ability is, the heart and brain are still the key points!

As long as the heart or brain is destroyed in one breath, even Moxuluo will die!

"Crack!"

But immediately after, the magic circle above Moxuluo's head turned again in front of Shi'er's eyes.

The knife in his hand broke Moxuluo's skin with a sneer, and then he felt that its temple flesh was like the most resilient rubber in the world. No matter how hard he tried, the knife could only rub against the outside, without any effect at all. French poke in.

He accidentally used a little more force, and the knife "clanged" and broke first.

"ha……"

Shi Er let out a long sigh.

If he was properly prepared and fought against Moxuluo before he could adapt to any attack, he would still be sure to destroy it.

But now neither of the two conditions, "I am well prepared" and "Moxuluo has not started to adapt yet," are satisfied.

He was at his wits' end.

He hugged Moxuluo's big hand that was grabbing at him, then jumped out from behind him, uprooting Moxuluo like a big tree, and threw him away like a sledgehammer!

"You were the one who fought it from the beginning, and now it's back to you!"

Moxuluo was thrown away and hit Roy's direction uncontrollably.

"Hahaha, do you mean to admit defeat, Fuheisher?"

Roy laughed, put his hand on his waist, and took out a pure white motor from the storage case.

The power of the spell was injected into it, and the starting body suddenly shone with blood-red light, followed by the snow-white blade condensing on the blade, and the black flames of purgatory wrapped around it like a spiral.

Suddenly, a majestic heat wave swept out, turning the surrounding area into a sauna on the spot. The temperature soared sharply, quickly climbing to 80 or 90 degrees, and it was still rising.

And the even more terrifying heat wave was still condensed on the blade at this moment!

"That's it for this feeding attack, Moxuluo, I'll let you have more delicious attacks next time!"

Roy whispered to himself.

Facing Moxuluo who was smashed towards him, he frowned, unsheathed the blade like fire, and slashed at Moxuluo's neck!

For a moment, even Roy felt strong resistance. Moxuluo's neck was like diamond rock, and he felt a strong blocking feeling when the blade penetrated his flesh.

But the attack of the Black Furnace Demonic Sword is powerful enough to burn everything.

What gives it undefendable attack characteristics is not only the sharp blade condensed from the huge omnipotence, but also the ultra-high temperature that is enough to cut off all materials on the earth!

Moxuluo grabbed the blade and tried desperately to resist.

It instinctively sensed a strong threat from this sword!

Seeing this scene, Roy immediately transferred the curse power in his body to the Black Furnace Demonic Sword in his hand regardless of the cost. The demonic sword suddenly glowed brightly, and the flames of purgatory adhered to the blade like a thin film.

"Tsk!"

Only a slight sound of penetration was heard.

Moxuluo's head flew out like a rootless duckweed and hit the ground not far away.

The body slowly fell to the ground like a jade pillar pushed down by a mountain of gold.

Moxuluo struggled for a while, his body and head squirming as if they were trying to rejoin.

But after a while, it became quiet and completely lost its breath.

Then it turned into a shadow and slowly dissipated.

Seeing this scene, Roy was relieved and breathed a sigh of relief.

Moxuluo died.

The taming ceremony naturally came to an end.

It's just that although this subjugation ended successfully, because it was not the holder of the Ten Shadow Spells who succeeded in subduing it alone, even Moxuluo was killed by Roy, an alien who was not part of the ritual. Therefore, Ma Xuluo is not really surrendered, and Fushiguro Megumi cannot use this shikigami yet.

To put it simply, Moxuluo was not convinced.

Megumi Fushiguro must defeat it with his own hands before it is willing to be used by him.

"Moxuluo is adapted to blows and slashes, but his physical strength has not improved. This is a pity. If he faced some powerful people with no blind spots, I'm afraid he would still be beaten to death before he could adapt to the opponent's attacks..."

In other words, although Moxuluo is strong, even if Roy gets his hands on it, surrenders it, and uses it for his own use, he will not be able to make a qualitative change in his strength.

No, maybe he fell into a misunderstanding?

It is true that Moxuluo's power cannot be improved by adapting on its own. What it can learn is at best various methods. But what determines the power of the shikigami is not the shikigami itself, but the master, right?

The same shikigami, Nue, has two completely different performances in the hands of Fushiguro Hui and in the hands of Su Nuo.

The Nue in Fushiguro Hui's hands is only as tall as a person, and its ability to discharge electricity is as if it cannot be seen. But in Su Nuo's hands, the Nue can become as tall as a seven or eight-story building, and the lightning it strikes can be as tall as a water tank. thick!

In other words, the strength of the shikigami is linked to its master. The stronger the master's spell, the stronger the shikigami's power.

If Roy adopts Moxuluo for his own use, then as Roy's spell power becomes stronger, Moxuluo's basic strength should also continue to become stronger!

From this point of view, Moxuluo may be able to follow him for a long time.

The problem is that Roy's current upper limit of spell power has been there for a long time, and there is no way to break through it.

"Okay, now you're the only one left, Fuheisher."

The above thoughts quickly passed through Roy's mind, and he quickly came to his senses. He turned to look at Fuheishi'er not far away, with a happy smile on his face.

"Ah, it's not just you, there's that old woman too... Ignore that for now, what are you going to do now, do you want to fight?"

Roy raised the Black Furnace Demonic Sword in his hand towards Fuheishier.

On the magic sword, the flames of purgatory were quietly entwining and burning, emitting astonishingly high temperatures.

Seeing this, Fuhei Shi'er lowered his center of gravity and tightened his muscles.

A rebellious smile appeared on his face.

"Okay, let's fight!"

Fuheshier will not be afraid of any battle.

That knife is strong, very strong.

Not the kind of powerful with weird abilities, but pure, powerful in strength!

Once he is hit by that knife, even with his physical body, he will definitely be cut in two.

But that's not why he avoids fighting.

He was already dead anyway, so there was no reason to cling to a second life.

The last time he faced Gojo Satoru, he didn't run away and lost his life.

This time he faced this white-haired kid, and he definitely had no intention of running away!

Even if you die here, there is nothing to regret!

"teacher!"

At the same time that Shi'er made up his mind.

A voice broke into Shi'er's ears without any warning.

"hold head high?"

His expression suddenly became very scary.

And in the middle of a crucial battle, did anyone interrupt him without the sense of humor?

He turned to look.

Then I saw a black-haired boy.

The moment he saw the young man, Shi Er was slightly startled.

There was a subtle sense of familiarity about his facial features.

"benefit."

Roy glanced behind him and called out the boy's name.

"Have you joined up with the knotweeds?"

"Yes, teacher. Then I noticed that Moxuluo was defeated, so I came to take a look at the situation."

Fushiguro Megumi came not far behind Roy. He knew that he might become a burden, so he did not step forward rashly. Instead, he cast a cold gaze at the black-haired man opposite from a distance.

"Is this man also a curse master like that old woman, who came to capture us alive?"

"This is a bit hard to say!"

Roy glanced at Fushiguro Kei, then at Fushiguro Shir across from him, and patted his forehead helplessly.

Fuheishier was stunned.

His silence at this moment can only be described as deafening.

benefit?

This white-haired kid actually called him Hui?

These inexplicably familiar facial features and his cold eyes were like looking in a mirror. Could this boy be his son?

"Do you want to fight again?"

Roy looked at Fuheishier and asked.

But the magic sword in his hand had drooped slightly.

"..."

Fuheishier said nothing.

He just looked deeply at Megumi Fushiguro.

It's as if his outline should be etched deeply into your soul.

Then he turned around, stepped hard with his feet, suddenly rose into the sky, jumped out of the tent, and flew into the distance of the sky.

Not long after, his figure disappeared from the two people.

"Won't you kill him?"

Fushiguro Megumi looked at the figure that was quickly going away. There was no clue in her expression, and she just asked Roy.

This kid, I didn’t expect him to be quite murderous.

But this is a bit too filial.

"Killing him in front of you is not a good idea."

Roy took back the Black Furnace Demonic Sword, inserted it back into the storage case on his waist, shrugged, and gave an unclear answer to Fushiguro Megumi.

It is no longer appropriate for a son to scold his father.

When a son kills his father, it may turn into a blood feud.

Although Shi'er is not a qualified father, he is still Hui's biological father and is connected by blood. Killing Shi'er in front of Hui is not what a teacher should do.

"Besides, I know his current whereabouts very well and can deal with him at any time."

Roy looked down at his palms, and a meaningful smile appeared on his face.

Depending on the brain function, the number of techniques each person can withstand is about two or three.

Roy's brain function is very good and can withstand three spells.

One of them is Su Nuo's slash.

The other is the teleportation of Youyou - he can teleport to any place or person he has marked with his spell at will.

The reason why he was abroad one moment and rushed to the juvenile home to rescue him this moment was because he used the teleportation technique.

In the brief contact just now, he had already used the magic power to leave a mark on Shi'er, and he could teleport to him at any time.

The clinical trial of the surgery ended with perfect success.

The original idea of ​​infinite imitation techniques can now be upgraded.