Spell Return Battle: Unlock Eight Skills at the beginning

The anger of shame continued to burn in his heart.

“Don’t worry, Long Yi, Gouyu will be sent to you by the Ben family tomorrow.” The Zen Monastery patriarch looked at Jiamaoya triumphantly.

“Ben family? I don’t seem to have anything to do with the Zen-in family, and the reason why I still have the surname Zen-in is entirely because it is the only thing my parents left me. ”

“Don’t have any other ideas, otherwise I don’t mind, in the future, in this world, there will be only one Zen monastery!!”

Long Yi’s voice was cold, his eyes were like electricity, and he didn’t have any good feelings for the Zen Courtyard family.

No matter how the other party pasted upside down, it was difficult for him to rise the slightest compassion.

After saying this, without waiting for others to react, the ghost light on his body suddenly appeared, like a streamer, breaking through the sky.

“Tomorrow I want to see what I want to see, otherwise…”

His words did not finish the deep meaning of them, and it was indeed clear that everyone ~ listened to.

A moment after Ryuichi left.

The arena fell into a long silence.

“Academy, I hope to get your explanation in the end.” Jiamaoya glanced heavily at the depths of the academy, and in this way, he covered up his embarrassment.

“Ahem~ Everyone, everything that happens in the sky, we at the Tokyo Academy will give a satisfactory explanation to the Gosanjia.”

“However, the old body and Lord Tian Yuan still have some important things to talk about, so I won’t leave you guys!”

The melodious voice slowly came from the deepest part of the academy, and everyone who heard this voice felt that their whole bodies seemed to become more relaxed, and even their souls seemed to have been baptized.

“Old fox~”

The thoughts in the hearts of the elders of the three royal families were surprisingly the same.

……………

Woo hoo~~

Quack ~~~

The eerie call of the crow and the wail of the undead seem to be the main theme of everything.

Anyone who hears that voice will feel a little shuddering.

In the middle of a cold and deep canyon.

Countless crows flew all over the sky.

Black feathers are falling in the sky like heavy rain. 、

Every step the man in black took, a crow fell behind him.

Snap!

Snap!!

Snap! Snap!!

Every piece of land he walked on was covered in the corpses of crows.

It is like a road to death piled up with life.

This valley is one of the most famous places in the whole of Fuso.

Suicide Valley.

Every year, more than 3,000 people in Fuso would show up in this valley and commit suicide.

They die in strange ways.

But without exception, these humans have a common characteristic, that is, they all disappeared.

What’s even weirder is that there is not the slightest scar on this.

It’s as if these humans never grew internal organs. There are countless legends about it, and even countless hunters have come to visit, and they have come to see this foggy death canyon from far away.

But for some reason.

Death Canyon is exceptionally quiet tonight.

The man in black walked on the slender road of the canyon, and every step represented the fall of a life.

Finally. 、

He stopped in front of a log cabin.

The black spell power all over his body continued to surge, and the ominous aura slowly emanated from his body.

As if calling for something.

Crunch~

The wooden door was worn out with an overwhelmed wail.

A short old man walked out of the wooden house.

The old man was naked.

Slowly walked in front of the man in black.

Looking at the group of crows behind him who had covered the entire ground with corpses, he pursed his mouth.

“Use this kind of thing to fool me again~”

The old man’s voice was like friction coming from a worn blower, and it couldn’t help but cause goosebumps.

He crouched on the ground and randomly pulled out a pipe.

Meizhi took a sip.

But if you look closely, you will see that it is not a pipe at all, but a human head that has been shrunk countless times, with a bone joint, which he sucked in his mouth.

He narrowed his eyes, as if with a bit of enjoyment.

On the road of death formed by the crow, one after another translucent aura was quickly gathered in the air, and quickly approached the old man’s pipe.

“Yaro, I hope you can help me, we have a chance in this era.” The man in black sat next to the old man, and the voice came from the crow on his shoulder.

The old man did not look at him, but lightly tapped the ground with his pipe.

“Help you, the plan of the big snake and the two-faced guy? I’m not interested. ”

“Plotting this, calculating that, you think of yourselves as something.”

“I’ve been impatient since a thousand years ago.” The old man said with a bit of complaint in his tone, taking another puff of his cigarette.

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“Didn’t you have a big plan before? Failed? ”

“Hmm~ The guy from the Gojo family is simply more perverted than the Gojo who used to be now, and in this generation, there is a monster that is not weaker than him.”

“Yarrow! Think about it, we are real humans, how many years this world has been occupied by disgusting worms, we should be the masters of this world. ”

The man in black took off his hood.

His true face was revealed.

That face was actually eight points similar to Gojo Gojo, silver hair and blue eyes, and sword eyebrows and star pupils.

“Lie, how many years have you used this body.” Yarrow did not respond directly to his attitude, but looked at the man in black, as if remembering something.

………….

Known as the lie of the man in black, his left hand touched his cheek and gently rubbed it a few times.

“I don’t know, I’ve lived too long. But compared to the oldest of the spells, I am still young, are you really not willing to help us? ”

“As long as we have you joining, our plan will definitely succeed, and I have different purposes from the Baqi Great Snake and the two-faced host.”

“I want to resurrect the king of all spells, who has been asleep for too long and forgotten by the world for too long.”

“Yaro, don’t you want your brother to be resurrected?”

Yarrow did not speak, just put the cigarette pipe on the ground, and the red spell on his body climbed on his body like a spider’s web, and two sharp horns appeared on his head.

A red line rose under the corner of the eye.

“Hehe ~ lie, you guy was born in human lies, deceived everything, you are different from all pure spells, you can even deceive yourself.”

“But, this alone thing, I believe you.”

“Because everything in this world cannot be deceived…”

“Death !!!”

Since the birth of human beings, they have been constantly afraid of all their unknowns.

Endless negative emotions are constantly increasing, and the horror born from that negative emotion is a curse.

And the most primitive and deepest fear of human beings will always be one, that is, the complete end of life.

Eternal parting pain,

and the unpredictable panic of the afterlife.

Death!! It’s the deepest fear!! Long! _

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