Spell Return Battle: Unlock Eight Skills at the beginning

Hearing Yamamoto’s words, Ryuichi’s face was slightly stunned.

In that small city of Sugisawa, a curse fetus would actually be born.

You know, the curse fetus is a symbol of the special grade, and only the special grade, the kind of curse that condenses the huge spell power, is qualified to need the nourishment of the curse fetus.

Even in Tokyo, the largest city in Fuso.

The number of special grades is also very rare.

Embryos that have not yet fully developed and formed have only been seen once in supermarkets before.

The birth of a cursed fetus is nothing more than two situations, the first is a huge negative emotion.

But Sugisawa obviously does not have such a large population base to generate a sufficient amount of negative emotions.

Then there is only the second possibility.

Spells!

Special Spell!

It was the same special grade spell as the piece of Heavenly Woman Jade that he had before.

It is also possible to breed special grades.

“Uncle Yamamoto, don’t worry, I’ll help you with this matter.”

Whether it was out of affection for Yamamoto’s previous feelings or in order to improve the progress of the Spirit Dispatch, that special embryo was worth going back to Sugisawa by himself.

“That’s great, little brother Ryuichi, I’ve been driven crazy lately, and I feel like someone is following me wherever I go.”

Yamamoto’s three-tiered chin, which was piled up with fat, trembled slightly as he breathed.

He looked around suspiciously.

The feeling of being vaguely spied on was driving him crazy.

“Your feeling is very accurate, uncle, it’s good, much better than the first time I saw you.”

When Ryuichi first met Yamamoto, the solid-eyed developer was trapped in a development zone.

He was almost eaten by the spell.

“Hehe, it’s not the ring you gave me, it’s very useful, those strange things, I can also see, but I listen to you, I don’t see it.”

Yamamoto shook a silver ring on his hand, which was the practice work of Ryuichi Divine Skill.

Although it is not of great use, it can make ordinary people see the spell.

“But this time it’s really not those monsters looking at me, like someone.”

Yamamoto was still a little flustered.

However, looking at Long Yi in front of him, his heart was also a lot calmer.

After all, he had seen with his own eyes how Ryuichi could easily get rid of a monster the size of a small mountain.

“Of course you can’t see it.”

Ryuichi gave Yamamoto a bottle of juice.

Then look playfully at the door.

He said in a faint tone.

“Do you still want me to invite you?”

The moment the words fell.

The space outside the door rippled.

A man in black gradually appeared in the doorway.

He looked at Ryuichi a little stiffly, and his hands involuntarily pinched the corners of his clothes.

“Is this guy actually a demon lord behind him!!”

After the competition, Ryuichi got a new number

All beings step under their feet, in the midst of hell, deep, looking down on all beings…

Host! Demon Lord!!

“Mr. Ryuichi, any malice, it was the academy side that asked me to protect this Yamamoto-san.”

The man’s hands were gathered above his head, his muscles tensed, and he looked flustered.

For fear of saying the wrong word, he would be twisted off his head by Long Yi.

But he heard that in the Gozen competition, the people of the Liuchuan family just had a few more words, and he chopped off his head and kicked it as a ball.

“People from the academy?” The dragon clasped his hands together and pressed on the seat surface.

Inspectively looked at the man in black.

The man in black only felt that in those pair of moon-white eyes, he seemed to be completely seen through.

His feet actually trembled slightly.

The name of the person, the shadow of the tree.

In the previous battle, Ryuichi and Gojo almost completely broke the backbone of the younger generation.

The name of the Demon Lord spread throughout the spell world.

Ruthless, decisive, murderous without blinking.

Each of these labels was attached to Ryuichi’s body.

The best proof of this is the four cursed masters who mixed into the arena.

None of them had any corpses left.

“Sir! Our academy has absolutely no ill will towards you! ”

“This Yamamoto-san aroused our suspicion because he had a spell that could see the spell, so he followed me.”

“If you know, Mr. Spell, I wouldn’t dare to follow him!!”

On the man’s forehead, cold sweat continued to ooze.

Speaking is also like pouring beans, and all of them are spoken, for fear of speaking slowly.

There was no more chance to explain.

Long Yi looked speechlessly at the academy staff on the other side who was about to pee his pants.

I don’t seem to say anything, why am I scared like this.

Helplessly rubbed his forehead.

“Uncle, look at this guy, how do you want to deal with it?”

“Huh? This…! Yamamoto, who was originally watching the big drama on the sidelines, did not expect that Ryuichi would actually ask himself so.

Looking at the man, he said with a kind smile.

“This gentleman I have seen, before to solve my problem, rise to deal with it is not necessary.”

“I don’t care, so be it.”

Ryuichi tapped lightly on the tabletop, making a light “click” sound.

As everyone knows, the man’s whole body was already wet with cold sweat.

Just when Ryuichi asked Yamamoto how to deal with it, he was already fine with how he died.

As for resistance.

Isn’t that farting! Rebel against the Demon Lord? Am I crazy or are you crazy?

It’s not as happy as suicide.

“Uncle Yamamoto, you and this guy, go back together.”

Long Yi thought for a long time and slowly spoke.

Yamamoto also nodded obediently.

He also knew Ryuichi’s means.

Flying away is too exciting, not suitable for a three-tall fat man like him.

“You’re [window], right?”

Ryuichi watched the man speak again.

The man nodded again and again and said.

977 Yes, Dragon Life, my spells have no combat records at all, and can only do some auxiliary work. ”

“Okay, Uncle Yamamoto will be in charge of bringing Sugizawa back to you.”

As he spoke, Ryuichi stood up from the sofa.

Syllable!

A crisp snap of his fingers.

A ghost light emerges from his body.

A dark blue slowly rose under his feet.

A powerful spell instantly enveloped his entire body.

The terrifying coercion made the man dare not raise his head and look directly.

As an ordinary person, Yamamoto has no feelings.

Poof!

Boom!

Long Yi disappeared into the room in an instant like a streamer.

The speed was so fast that a Dao phantom actually appeared in mid-air.

“Gollum!”

The man couldn’t help but swallow a mouthful of spit.

Such a huge spell, even a spell is difficult to possess!

Is he really human?

“That, this gentleman, is Brother Long Yi very bad in your industry?” Yamamoto looked at the man with a smile.

And the man didn’t know how to answer for a while.

He nodded with difficulty and said.

“Mr. Ryuichi, in this generation, he deserves to be [invincible]”

“In this way, it turns out that Brother Long Yi is so strong.”

Yamamoto gently lowered his head, straightened his clothes, and a [haze] flashed invisibly in his green bean-sized eyes. _

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