I don't want to be a heroic spirit

With a strange expression, Bavanshi finally walked into the shrine.

The world inside the door is completely different from the world outside the door.

From the outside, this shrine has been abandoned for a long time. There are moldy pillars, fallen leaves that have not been cleaned, and mossy stone bricks. There seemed to be some stone statues on both sides before, but now only two damaged stone pillars remain.

But after coming in, what did Bavanshi see?

A room with a strong Japanese style, a clean and new wooden floor with a soft blanket, a charming landscape painting hanging on the wall, and a huge bell hanging directly above the painting.

There seemed to be incense in the house, and Bavanshi didn't know much about it, but she just thought it smelled pretty good.

The most important thing is...

"This room is as big as the shrine seen from the outside, right?"

Looking out from a half-open door, Bavanshi saw a vibrant green lawn outside, as well as a long wooden corridor, and there seemed to be a building at the end of the corridor.

These are things I have never seen outside before.

She didn't think that it looked like an abandoned shrine from the outside, but it was so luxuriously and exquisitely decorated inside that its crumbling appearance didn't look like a disguise.

Moreover, since entering, Bavanshi felt that there was a rather strange spell everywhere here.

Curse power is the energy born from the negative emotions of human beings, such as regret, anger, jealousy, fear, despair, greed, and killing. The so-called curse spirits are born from these negative energies. Any kind of negative emotion may become a curse. The hotbed of spiritual birth.

Bawanxi didn't like the smell of spell power. It smelled like the vomit of a drunkard who had just vomited out. Both Yao Cui's spirit base and herself were very repelled by this smell.

The omnipresent spell is also mixed with the breath of death, and it seems that someone has died here.

The source of the magic power is undoubtedly the magic spirit inside.

The strong mantra filled every corner of the house, a strange space that was obviously abnormal.

"Level one...that shouldn't be right. This should be a special level, right?"

Whether it is a spellcaster or a spell spirit, special level is the highest level.

The criteria for judging a special-level magician are already mentioned in the original book, that is, one person can destroy an entire country. However, Bawanxi is not very clear about the criteria for a special-level spellcaster. Maybe it was mentioned in the original book and she forgot it. .

All she knew was that she was the only one who had ever seen her. It can be said that it is a good choice for people who want to know how to use it.

Although the first nameless cursed spirit was eliminated by Hisuhito of the Japanese knotweed by releasing the two-faced Sunuo, the second time he encountered a special-grade cursed spirit, and then he also encountered two of the nine-phase diagram of the cursed fetus. However, one of the three protagonists was successfully removed, which also allowed the audience in front of the screen to truly feel the growth of the protagonists.

Although he didn't know what the criteria were for judging special-level spell spirits, Bawanxi could probably guess that a spell spirit with a domain must be a special-level one.

And now what Bavanshi wants to know is, is this strange space she is in now a realm?

Both Ryomian Sunuo and Gojo Satoru say that the realm is the highest state of magic. In Bavanshi's view, the realm is actually the same principle as the inherent barrier of the moon world. He uses his own mental world to invade reality, and his own life in the realm The spell will be strengthened to the extreme, and it will also have additional attributes that are sure to hit.

If this is really the realm of the cursed spirit, what is the effect of this realm? Why didn't she feel anything when entering the realm? Why hasn't she been attacked for so long?

Bhavanshi was spinning around on the carpeted floor because she felt that moving around like this would help her brain work faster.

According to Japanese etiquette, you should wear slippers when entering a house, but Bavanshi completely ignored this etiquette.

Bawanxi likes this pair of high heels very much. Her dream is to make a pair of high heels that surpasses all the high heels in the history of mankind. Although the pair she is wearing is still far from her ideal, it can be regarded as her current pair. A work of confidence.

She had a strong repulsion towards taking off these shoes from her feet, and she also had a strong reluctance to step barefoot on a building that might have been created by a cursed spirit.

The thought only lasted for a short time, and Bavanshi gradually stopped circling.

It wasn't because she fainted, but because someone wearing a white fox mask and a white hunting coat appeared in front of her at some point. It was unclear whether he was a man or a woman.

The other party stood here quietly, as if he had been waiting here for a long time.

Even Bavanshi didn't notice the other party's arrival.

Chapter 27 Come and meet me head on

The masked man of unknown gender lowers his head and stands quietly in front of Bavanshi. An ordinary person would probably be scared to death. The man can come to you silently, and can also steal your life silently.

But Bawanxi was not scared by this little thing. After all, if the other party really wanted to take her life, she wouldn't have discovered him just now.

The other party was able to approach Bawanxi to such a position because the other party did not have any hostility or murderous intention.

It was also for this reason that Bawanshi did not kill the masked man immediately, but curiously looked at what the other party wanted to do.

The man with the white fox mask blended in with the surrounding environment, but Bawanshi knew that it was not because he had the skill of harmony between man and nature, but because the cursed power in his body and the cursed power in the air were of the same origin.

It was like ink dripping into clear water, which would be very conspicuous, but if you drip ink into ink, you would not be able to see the original drop of ink.

So, is the masked man in front of you the cursed spirit that caused this phenomenon?

This conjecture is reasonable, but Bawanshi always felt a sense of disobedience.

If she had merged the spirit base of a wise servant like Holmes, she would have been able to see what was wrong at once, but unfortunately, neither she nor Yao Cui was good at thinking.

Just as Bawanshi pinched her chin and thought seriously, the masked man suddenly turned around and walked towards the only exit with his back to Bawanshi.

The door that Bawanxi had entered before disappeared silently when Bawanxi stepped into the shrine. It was replaced by a wooden wall that didn't feel very strong. Bawanxi could break it at will.

But it was meaningless. Let's not talk about whether she could leave by breaking this wall. Even if she could leave directly, Bawanxi's purpose of coming here was to eliminate the unknown curse spirits in the shrine. She was given the name of Fairy Knight Tristan by His Majesty Morgan, which symbolized honor. She couldn't do such a shameful thing as running away without fighting.

She wanted to be praised by her mother and wanted to get her mother's affirmation.

Her mother told her to be cruel, so she regarded killing others as fun.

Her mother told her to be terrible, so she held up the pain and played death.

Her mother told her to be cold-blooded, so she bathed in blood and walked on the road of no return paved with dry bones.

She was Bawanxi, the Fairy Knight Tristan, and the daughter of Her Majesty Morgan, the Queen of the Fairy Kingdom.

So she grinned and followed the masked man slowly.

"Let me see where you want to take me."

Ba Wanxi followed the masked man and walked onto the wooden corridor.

There were only wooden railings on both sides of the corridor, and you could see the scenery outside.

The corridor passed right above a pond, and Ba Wanxi stopped deliberately, attracted by the flowing rockery and the carp playing in the pond.

The floor of the corridor was as smooth as new, as if someone cleaned it every day, and it wouldn't be uncomfortable even if you stepped on it barefoot.

The masked man didn't blame Ba Wanxi for coming in with high heels, or that the other party hadn't said a word so far.

It seemed that the other party's duty was just to lead the way for the newcomers, and everything else had nothing to do with it.

Ba Wanxi didn't know how long she had walked. In this weird space, Ba Wanxi felt that she was getting more and more insensitive to the passage of time.

"Hey! How much more time are you going to waste on me?"

Ba Wanxi was definitely not a patient person, let alone a person who was easy to get along with.

Time wore away her patience, the bloody magic made the corridor under her feet overwhelmed, and even the surrounding space wailed.

She could see that the end of the corridor was connected to a Japanese wooden house, but after walking for so long, she felt that the distance had not shortened at all.

This strange space was caused by the curse spirit entrenched here. She didn't believe that this matter had nothing to do with the other party, or that the other party couldn't control the distance between them and the destination.

The masked man remained silent, but Ba Wanxi's impatience was probably seen by the other party. After walking for less than a minute, Ba Wanxi followed the masked man down the corridor.

It felt like they had walked for a long time, but when Ba Wanxi looked back, she felt that the room she stayed in at the beginning was not very far away. She felt that she didn't need a corridor. With the power of this body, she could easily jump over in one step.

The masked man never looked back at Ba Wanxi from beginning to end, nor did he say a word, as if he didn't care whether she followed him or not. Now he opened the door on his own and then stood guard at the door.

Ba Wanxi looked at the door that was opened for her, and walked in arrogantly, not worrying that this was a trap set for her.

If this was really a domain, the first reaction of almost all sorcerers would be to find a way out or to open their own domain to fight.

Only Ba Wanxi could enjoy the scenery so leisurely, or even follow others to a place that was obviously a trap.

As expected, when Ba Wanxi walked in completely, the door behind her slammed shut.

And it was the only exit that was closed.

And the masked man who led the way before did not seem to come in together.

"That guy didn't think that he could lock me up in this place?"

Ba Wanxi looked around roughly and felt disappointed.

"No way? I waited patiently for so long, it wouldn't be just this extent, right?"

The room in front of me looked a bit like the common kendo halls in Japan, all with smooth and reflective wooden floors, and it was very empty, very empty, the kind that you could hear echoes if you made a louder sound.

The heels kept hitting the floor, and the sound echoed in the house, with the frequency getting higher and higher, and more and more urgent, which also meant that its owner's mood was getting worse and worse.

"Very good, you won't come out, right?"

Stomping heavily on the floor, Bawanxi looked up at the ceiling with an extremely sadistic smile.

"Then I will destroy everything in front of me! Let's see how long you can stay in this turtle shell!"

Bawanxi started to get serious, as evidenced by the fact that she took out her six-string bow, a weapon that could strengthen the power and range of the slash to the limit.

Bawanxi's own magic power was actually not much, and she even needed props made by Morgan to use magic.

But now with the help of the Holy Grail in her body, the blood-colored magic power was almost as thick as liquid, surging like a tsunami, shocking like thunder, and violent like a volcano.

With her fingers on the bowstring, as long as she plucked it gently, everything within a few hundred meters could be swept into the storm of slashing.

At this moment, a cold light suddenly appeared behind Bawanxi's neck.

Under the shadow of her hair, the corners of Bawanxi's mouth raised a ferocious arc.

"That's right! You made me wait so long!"

Chapter 28 Shadow

The masked man suddenly appeared in the air behind Bawanxi, holding a sharp dagger in his hand.

By the time Ba Wanxi realized the approach of the other party, the dagger was only a fist-sized distance away from her fair jade neck.

However, these few centimeters became a gap that could never be crossed.

For the masked man, it was just a flash before his eyes, and a white and slender hand with no visible strength pressed on his face.

Then, an irresistible force instantly acted on his head, and his whole body was stiff and unable to move.

Ba Wanxi was the first to arrive, grabbing the masked man's head, and the terrifying strange power comparable to that of a dragon was revealed at this moment, and he took the masked man's body and smashed it hard on the floor.

Because he had been suppressed for too long, Ba Wanxi showed his A-level strength perfectly as soon as he made a move.

Anyone who was hit by such a terrifying blow would either die or be injured.

However, the feeling from his hand made the smile on Ba Wanxi's face gradually disappear, and his brows wrinkled slightly because of doubt.

Until the masked man flashed again with the dagger, Ba Wanxi flashed five meters away in an instant.

Bawanxi watched the masked man slowly get up from the ground with a solemn look. Not only was the mask on his face not broken, but his movements did not show any signs of injury.

Defense that can withstand even A-level muscle strength? No, it is impossible that he will not be injured at all.

Ability similar to Gojo Satoru? No, she did touch it just now.

Without giving Bawanxi time to think, the masked man rushed over with a dagger in hand, but he flew backwards at a faster speed and hit the wall with a "bang".

"I'm thinking, don't move."

Bawanxi didn't even look at him, still immersed in thinking.

The masked man supported himself on the ground and prepared to stand up. A slash suddenly fell on him. Although it did not hurt him, the impact force hit him in the air, and then another slash knocked him to the ground.

"The slash didn't work either, so it's not just a simple invalidation of physical attacks, even magic can't work?"

Bawanxi was still thinking, as if she was not fighting, but just facing an interesting math problem.

While she was unraveling the mystery step by step, she also eliminated the wrong ideas through verification until she got the only answer.

Suddenly, several bone spurs extended from Ba Wanxi's back, hitting a black shadow and pushing it against the wall.

"After all, you are just a small fish, and you can only do such low-level things as sneak attacks from behind."

Ba Wanxi tilted her head and said with contemptuous sarcasm, turning back and glancing at the masked man trapped by the bone spurs with her peripheral vision.

"So that's it, no wonder I always feel a sense of disobedience, you are actually just puppets or clones, right?"

Ba Wanxi did not get their answer. These masked people had no ability to speak or even think, and could only rigidly attack the living people in the house.

"Although all attacks cannot harm you, your own attacks are also weak. Just like ordinary people, you want to kill me with a dagger? There must be a limit to naivety."

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