Spell Return Battle: Unlock Eight Skills at the beginning

He saw it.

Two huge and strange human heads watched him quietly.

Those two pairs of eyes without the slightest whites of their eyes were like the River Styx in hell.

Sugimoto even glimpsed his own shadow.

Woo hoo~

Woo hoo~

Countless wails suddenly sounded in his ears, like countless unjust souls hovering around him.

A cold, soft little hand slammed over Sugimoto’s shoulder.

That palm was cold and damp, without the slightest temperature, and even seemed to have been soaked in cold water for countless years, and even the skin could ooze water.

That palm roamed all over his body.

Without moving, a piercing pain oozed out of his marrow.

Such as.

There was a high-pressure water pump constantly pressing on his body, in the bones, in the blood vessels, in his brain.

He resembles a drowning pedestrian.

Constantly struggling around.

But he was never able to save himself.

His nose began to flow out of the sea.

He coughed dryly, strands of black hair running down his throat, and little by little, he was choked out.

“Ah!!!! Ahhhhh!!!!!h ”

Sugimoto’s heart was frantically letting out a meaningless roar.

It was as if a stream of boiling water had been poured into his brain.

The immense pain made him roll on the ground.

Constantly scratching the ground with his fingers.

The blood oozing from his eyes completely enveloped his eyes.

“Kill me!!! Kill me!!!! ”

It was as if he had suddenly regained his right to speak, and was close to being able to let out a wail of pain.

Snap!

Finally, he lay down weakly on the ground.

Grunt~

The people who were still scolding Sugimoto before looked at everything that happened in the sky with horror in their eyes.

The whole body was cold and upside down, and the heart seemed to be pinched by a big hand.

The huge Fuso Kingdom fell silent for a moment.

The sea water that constantly rises from the body, and the long hair that erupts from the mouth.

It was like hell, and everyone seemed to stop breathing.

The whole body looks like Sugimoto, who has been soaked in the sea for several days.

The whole body is puffy, like a shabby got foam.

Constantly seeping out of the seawater, his facial features have been completely distorted and deformed, and the shadow of human beings cannot be seen at all.

There was a smile of relief at the corners of his mouth, as if the existence of life had made him unbearable.

Under that strange pain, death doesn’t seem to be so terrible.

Just when everyone thought that this scene was over.

Suddenly.

The black curtain in the sky began to twist rapidly.

It was as if endless darkness had returned.

The next moment.

Ichiro Sugimoto once again appeared intact in that space.

He looked incredulously at his hands.

Then he touched his head in horror.

“Strange, why am I obviously at the door of the prison.”

It was as if he had lost his memory of that moment.

Frowning at everything around him.

“It always feels a little familiar here, is it all those boring media?”

“Damn it!! Lao Tzu is not wrong, it was that child who seduced me!!! ”

He looked at the curtain around him and raised his middle finger.

He didn’t care about the world’s criticism of him.

Subsequently.

Two black and white qi constantly hovered in mid-air.

Slowly falling.

Sugimoto felt a little frightened at the breath, and took a few steps back.

Staring at the two breaths deadly.

The muscles of the whole body collapsed, and for some reason the body instinctively feared.

“What are you two doing! Tell you to hurry up and release Lao Tzu!!! ”

“Or else!!! Lao Tzu’s tendon flesh is not practiced in vain!! ”

He looked at the black and white people who suddenly appeared in front of him, and he only felt a little fearful.

The man in white, tall and thin, with a miserable face, spat out a long tongue, and his tongue was almost on the ground.

The man in black was fierce and vicious, wide and fat, with a small black face, and he was spinning around with a chain in his hand.

Before he was imprisoned, Sugimoto knew what role-play there was now a group of young people who loved to play.

So in the face of such an absurd situation.

He can’t put everything on the role play.

But the two figures, one black and one white, really didn’t pay the slightest attention to his meaning.

“Ichiro Sugimoto, nineteen death~”

The man in black looked at the man in white beside him, his tone was cold without the slightest emotion.

“Lean!! Lao Tzu talking to you, did you hear me!! ”

Sugimoto saw that these two people actually dared to ignore himself and block his anger.

Waving his fists.

The next moment.

The tongue of the white-clothed man suddenly rolled up, instantly rolling Sugimoto’s body into a ball.

Click!!!

The power of that long tongue was so great that the bones of Sugimoto’s whole body made an overwhelmed sound.

At this moment, Sugimoto realized that the tongue was not a prop at all.

Click!!!

“Ah!!! Monster!!! Monster!!!!!

”

The tongue tightened tighter, closer and closer.

Sugimoto’s mouth and nose began to spill blood.

In the end, Sugimoto’s soldier did not have any strength to speak.

The bones in his body began to shatter.

The blood vessels on the periphery of the body burst, the eyes bulged, and the outward turned under great pressure.

One can even see that Sugimoto’s tongue is turned out of his throat, and the bloody scene makes everyone who sees this scene gag.

“Gag~”

The adults covered their children’s eyes one after another, but their eyes could not leave the terrifying light in the sky.

Even though his heart was trembling slightly, it was as if some alternative attraction was firmly attracted.

“Trouble!!”

Xia Youjie’s indifferent expression appeared nervous for the first time.

The situation is now completely out of control.

Such a bloody scene, staged across the country, is bound to cause an unprecedented fear.

Then the curse formed is probably far from being as simple as a first-level spell. 、

Under enough fear, the imaginary spells created may also be created.

“Could it be that this guy’s purpose is to artificially create a special grade imaginary spell?”

“But even if it is created, what good will it do him?”

Xia Youjie suddenly opened his eyes, revealing those pair of narrow eyes.

Ordinary spell masters, even cursed masters, would definitely not want to increase the number of special spell spirits, because each of them had infinite possibilities for that level of spell spirits.

As long as it is human beings in their eyes, it is food, it is a toy, and it is not worth mentioning garbage.

Unless.

That person, like himself, had the ability to master and control spells.

Spell Exercise!!!!

“Apart from me, is there anyone who has mastered the spell technique?”

A trace of doubt rose in Xia Youjie’s heart.