Spell Return Battle: Unlock Eight Skills at the beginning

“If I can plunge the whole of Tokyo into fear, and add the low-level spells I already control as a sacrifice, it is possible to derive a special level.”

Long put his hands together in front of his chest and pressed his chin on it, considering the feasibility of the plan.

The previous Heavenly Woman’s spells can intensify the negative emotions that have just accumulated, and hatch into a special grade in less than half an hour, although the strength is limited, but it is also a solid special level.

Moreover, in general, unless there is a specific spell, the strength of ordinary spells is worse than that of imaginary spells.

If he can trigger the negative emotions of the entire Tokyo and hundreds of millions of people at the same time, plus the curse spirit he now masters, and sacrifice, Ryuichi is fifty percent sure that he can give birth to a special grade imaginary spell.

But the only problem now is.

How to let hundreds of millions of people give birth to negative emotions at the same time, the joys and sorrows between people are not the same, it is very simple to let a person give birth to emotions, but once this number rises to the level of 100 million, it will be a completely different concept.

A crazy plan suddenly grew in Ryuichi’s heart.

“It seems that I found a way~”

Long Yi stood up, walked to the edge of the windowsill, looked at the floor below, the sentient beings like ants, he smiled, the smile made people feel inexplicably cold, fearful.

His fingers were brought together, slowly raised, and then in mid-air, he kept dancing, as if he was depicting some obscure text.

Buzz~

A pitch-black vortex suddenly appeared behind him, and as the speed of the dragon’s fingers hooked faster and faster, the speed of the vortex rotation became more and more frantic.

“Arrest the spirit and disperse!!”

Long Yi’s gaze froze, his eyebrows were frivolous, his fingers were a little in the void, and he only heard a strange sound of ‘fierce ~’ at the moment.

The whirlpool burst in response.

Hundreds of curses erupted from the whirlpool of destruction, frantically rushing out in all directions.

Some of these curses are wrapped in eyeballs, some are covered with arms, some are covered with blood, and some are like a pool of sludge.

But for some reason.

Behind this group of strangely shaped curse spirits, either black and white shadows faintly appeared, or it was a charming illusion that could not see the appearance clearly, and only saw the nine tails constantly dancing.

Scold! Scold! Scold!! Scold!!

They dissipated in the sky of Tokyo at great speed, quickly departing from the Ryuichi window.

This scene is like a hundred ghosts walking at night, and it is like a heavenly demon descending into the world.

If a weak spell master saw such a scene at this moment, he might fall to the ground in surprise, trembling all over.

Ants bite dead elephants, not to mention, such a number of spells.

With the disappearance of the hundred spell spirits, Ryuichi returned to the sofa.

Thundered!!!

Tokyo, which was originally clear, is now shrouded in endless dark clouds.

The sky constantly exploded and thundered, as if Lei Gong was angry.

Ryuichi in the room gently shook a goblet that he took out out of nowhere.

The red wine in the glass, the aroma of wine, spread throughout the room.

Between flashes of electric light, it illuminated the originally somewhat dark room.

It was also reflected on Ryuichi’s almost perfect side face.

He sipped the blood-red wine in his glass, with a slight smile on his lips.

The moon-white eyes reflected bright red ripples.

A hundred ghosts walk at night, some people are happier than the ghosts, and some people sit on the throne and watch all living beings as ants.

Ryuichi, on the other hand, was like watching a big drama that was about to be staged, his expression was playful and cold.

……..

Tokyo, Zen-in Honjia.

A man with white hair, dressed in a kimono, is lying lazily on the tatami, the maple leaves around him are slowly falling, and in the courtyard, melodious ditties are constantly playing.

It’s like taking everything back to the fascinating Edo period.

The man kept pouring the wine from the wine gourd into his mouth, even if it was stained with clothes, but he didn’t care.

Like a high roller, bohemian

His silver hair leaned back, two long beards hung from his chin, and his slender eyebrows dangled leisurely.

It made him look a little drunk.

“Lord Naobito! Do you really want to put the eight-foot Qionggouyu spell in the imperial competition, it is a spell that the old master personally put into the secret vault. ”

Kageichi looked excited, his face flushed.

And opposite him, the drunken man was the head of the contemporary Zen family among the three imperial families, and the Zen courtyard was a straight man!

He is known as the fastest man in the spell world.

When the Zen-in Naobi heard Kageichi’s words, he glanced at Kageichi a few times with drunken eyes, and then buttoned his ears.

“A thing that is placed in the secret room, it is about to become moldy, and it is also regarded as a treasure by you, really, so ~ small family qi, not at all like the seed of our Zen family.”

“Oh~” After saying this, the Zen Yuan Naobi knocked on his head as if he suddenly remembered something, and said with a bit of apologies.

“Sorry, sorry, forgot that you are not the bloodline of the Zen family, hahaha ~ huhu, huhu~”

After saying this, the Zen-in Naobi actually fell directly on the tatami mat, snoring, as if he had completely slept.