Spell Return: Unlock eight special skills at the beginning

The black space rang out with this crisp sound.

In vain rose a paleness.

A spell spirit with a pale body, a height of two meters, and an incomparably long hand gradually walked out of the darkness.

Its entire body is covered in spikes of all sizes, and its hands are filled with razor-sharp claws.

Between the waves, there is a whining sound of breaking the air.

Only a big mouth occupies half of the huge head.

It roared, facing the flesh monster on the other side, a full third of his heights.

"Hahaha!! is this little thing here for me to joke with me?" the ghost baby smirked. There was a bit of disdain in his eyes, and he didn't even bother to look at the spell spirit.

Waved his palm casually.

Thundered!!!

The huge flesh spell spirit burst out at an astonishing speed, like a chariot, and frantically crushed the 'skinny' poor fellow.

Boom!!!

Titicaca !!

Almost instantly.

The Pale Spell was crushed by a tank-like monster.

He didn't even have time to let out a scream.

It turned into a puddle of mana and dissipated.

"You guy, not Jabba!Who the hell is it!!"

The ghost baby recognized Jaba's voice, and the person who trapped him at the moment was definitely not the old ghost, obviously he and the others were calculated.

Divided into spaces.

But the ghost baby boy is not a little afraid.

Just because.

His hole card is one, a genuine first-level spell spirit!!

"Me?"

"Hehe~" the voice chuckled.

"I'm just a 'scammer'. When the ghost baby boy heard this, his eyes shrank suddenly.

The name Ryuichi Zenin suddenly came to his mind.

But..

When did this guy come here, and how long had he been listening?

The conversation between himself and others actually fell into the ears of the other party.

But he didn't notice it.

This feeling of being toyed with and applauded instantly made the very short-tempered ghost baby boy suddenly ignite like a fire.

In both eyes, they were invaded by rich bloodshots.

There were two black gases spewing out of his nose, which did not look like a living person.

"Hahaha!! am I wrong?Zen Yuan Ryuichi, the spell spirit that you have mastered is not as good as the garbage, why, why can it be famous in the entire spell world, why!!"

"Only a genius like me should be remembered by the world!!"

Ghost Baby Boy is almost crazy with jealousy, and although he is a curse master who does not see the light of day in the underground world, he has unparalleled self-esteem.

That self-confidence, even Satoru Gojo, may not be his opponent.

That thinks, the so-called invincible is just the children of those families who deceive the world and steal their reputation.

In order to tout the Gojo family of the Gojo family of the Imperial Three Family, the news that was released.

The older generation of cursers are rubbish!!

"Come on!!Die at my hands, and then, with your life, tell the world who is the real 'genius'!!!"

"Hehehehe!!!! hahaha!!"

The ghost baby laughed hideously, his eyes bloodshot like a madman.

The mana of the whole body is constantly surging.

And the first-level spell spirit he controlled kept slapping his chest with his palm after feeling his master's emotions. There was a muffled 'thump' sound.

The flesh on his body kept falling.

Long Yi looked at the ghost baby boy who looked like a madman.

In the moon-white eyes, with a bit of banter, condescending above this strange space, slowly emerged.

Moment.

It was as if the aura of heaven and earth was subverted and exploded in an instant.

The cold killing intent bloomed endlessly in this space.

Blood-red flowers appeared out of thin air.

It was as if a hymn to death was offered.

The sound of the ghost baby's wild laughter stopped abruptly, and the instinct of the creature made him sense a fear that came from the soul.

His blood seemed to freeze at this moment, his body stiffened, and his smile seemed to be carved into his face.

This cold-blooded monster who can use his own father as food and eat it with a smile.

This madman who drinks human brains as a delicious juice.

At this moment, the whole body was trembling uncontrollably.

Those dark eyes were deeply hidden by a layer of haze.

At this moment, in his eyes, it was as if, hell had descended!!

Demon God Resurgence!!

"Impossible!!impossible!! how could it be, how could it be !!!!" He wanted to let out a crazy roar in his heart to vent his horror, but his throat could not make the slightest sound in any way.

It's as if the qualifications to speak out have been completely stripped away by the teenager who suddenly appeared in front of him.

"Do you seem to be confident in your spell spirit?"

Long Yi's tone was still so lazy, like a teenager who was woken up before he woke up.

Lazy but with a bit of chilling murderous aura.

The corners of his mouth curled slightly.

That trademark smile was revealed.

Syllable!!

casually snapped his fingers.

Under the extremely frightened gaze of the ghost baby, he saw a white Wang Yang.

Whoa~

Whoa~

The black space kept rolling, and terrifying mana surged rapidly.

On the ground, spell spirits with pale bodies gradually emerged.

Although the aura on their bodies is not strong enough, they are in the same vein, intertwined.

The huge mana is getting stronger and stronger in the severity of the ghost baby.

They were like sculptures, half-kneeling behind Ryuichi.

It was as if he was kneeling down to the supreme king.

Ryuichi's fingers slowly lifted and tapped slightly.

The next moment.

It was as if the countless spells had been given some supreme mission.

"Whew!!"

"Ahh

They let out a roar and rushed madly towards the ghost baby boy who was standing motionless in place, and the huge first-level spell spirit beside him.

"No!!"

"No !!!"

"Don't!!!" The ghost baby boy let out a feeble wail as if he had broken some kind of seal under the all-engulfing fear.

But.

Poof!!

Titicaca !!

Puff!!

The white torrent instantly overwhelmed him and his proud spell spirit, and his big mouth continued to gnaw at his body.

Smack!!

He was powerlessly drowned in the torrent.

Looking at the sky wrapped in darkness with a sloppy look, what was reflected in his eyes was the pair of 'firmaments' like the bright moon

The frog at the bottom of the well, I don't know the world, it's sad, and it deserves to die!!

The madman who devoured flesh and blood, and in the end, the spell spirit he despised the most, devoured all the flesh and blood of his body, leaving not even a complete skeleton behind.

Maybe it wasn't until the last moment that he knew that under this majestic sky, he was just an ordinary man, and the person he provoked and despised....

Like the blood moon in the eternal night, it walks on the top of the sky, unattainable!!