Spells Return: Above the Throne

The full moon hangs high.

High school, the hut of the noctuidae righteousness.

The burning candle flame sizzled, and the orange-yellow candlelight dispelled the darkness of the room.

The night moth sitting in the pile of dolls knitted yarn with a straight face.

The glass, dressed as a doctor, frowned and looked at the time on his watch, and complained coldly:

"I reminded you, you should have notified that scum an hour in advance."

The night moth mended the doll in her hand and replied without raising her head: "I have already given half an hour's notice."

"I can only say that that guy's love of being late is getting worse and worse. "

Glass:" Late, incurable. "

Squeak!

Satoru Gojo, who was being complained about by the two, stepped on the moonlight and was late.

"I'm sorry, I'm sorry.

"I didn't expect you to be here too, Glass. He

said sorry, but he put his hands in his pockets and looked unruly, and he couldn't see the slightest apology.

"It's too slow, Satoru

!" Nightmoth put down the needle and thread in his hand and said, "I haven't settled accounts with you about the destruction of the residential area!" "

Okay, but it's just two or three houses."

Gojo Satoru waved his hand, and his tone was casual: "The old rule, you deduct it directly from my salary."

Before the night moth got angry, Gojo Satoru turned his head to look at the glass: "Did something happen to let you stay and wait for me with this busy man?" "

Your previous analysis of Bai Jue, Principal Night Moth told me.

Glass frowned and lit a cigarette: "You're right, you've dissected the body of the

spell spirit...""Maybe it shouldn't be described as a spell spirit..."

"Like you said, he's more like a corpse walking with mana. "

Anatomy?"

Gojo Satoru frowned.

Nightmoth spoke up at the right time and told what had happened after Satoru Gojo left during the day.

Gojo Satoru raised his eyebrows, and a flash of surprise flashed on his face: "I confirmed with Six Eyes that the white-brushed thing is not a puppet that has been manipulated by people.

"And he also has the ability to communicate, is it a new breed?"

Gojo Gojo rubbed his chin and put on a pensive look: "Otherwise... There are ghosts and ghosts in this world

?" "Resurrect the soul?"

"What are you talking about!"

Nightmoth scolded.

If even the ghosts were here, the world would have ended a long time ago.

"Glass... You won't really believe it, will you?!"

Nightmoth said in a surprised tone as she looked at the contemplative Glass.

"I don't think Gojo is right, it's not necessarily wrong. Not

to mention the nocturnal moth at this moment, even Satoru Gojo had three points of surprise on his face.

Glass took a deep breath of cigarette and said in a solemn tone, "Actually, when you arrived today..."

"

What?!"

Nightmoth's face changed drastically, and her distorted face squeezed the sunglasses off her face.

"Dead?!"

"Do you know what you're talking about?!"

Nightmoth asked with wide eyes.

When the spirit confirms death, the body will dissipate into powder.

There has never been an exception to this common sense since millennia.

No matter how powerful the spell spirit is, it will not be spared!

"Maji

?" "Glass, are you really not mistaken?"

Gojo Satoru opened his mouth, equally incredulous.

When Glass heard this, his face instantly sank: "Who do you think you're talking to?"

On issues related to the medical field, the doubts on the faces of the two men are naked humiliation for Glass.

Night Moth suppressed the shock on her face and hurriedly spoke: "Glass, I didn't mean that with Satoru, it's just that this matter is too incredible." Glass

waved his hand: "I didn't say anything in the medical room during the day because I didn't want those students to hear it, especially Maki." "

The first time I dissected it, I was basically sure that guy's real body..."

"After that, I made a small incision in its brain and heart.

"Even if it is a first-level spell spirit, there is absolutely no possibility of survival.

"What's more, that guy is only level 3 to death.

Nightmoth picked up the sunglasses that had fallen to the ground and calmed down a little: "Then when the future teacher leaves, he said that it is no problem

...", Glass's mouth spat out a cloud of smoke, and whispered, "Who knows..."

.......

The Zen temple mansion, the second basement floor of the taboo library.

Naobi looked at the frightened curser in front of him, his expression as usual.

Usually this guy is at the entrance of the second layer of the enchantment, and is responsible for receiving the spell spirits they captured alive.

seems to be a simple thin appearance, but in fact, it gives full play to the bullying of the soft and the fearful of the hard.

If there is a seriously injured or weaker sorcerer in the team escorting the spell spirit, this guy will even suddenly attack him!

There is no purpose at all, he just wants to kill the weaker existence than him.

But if you see the future....

"No, the future head of the family, what kind of wind has invited you today.

Haruma Shiemon hurriedly placed the sharp blade in his hand that was ready to be used for a sneak attack behind his back, and his face was full of stiff smiles.

"No wonder I heard the chirping of magpies coming from the cave before I came out, and it turned out that you had arrived. None

of them held back, and laughed directly.

The sorcerer of the Zen monastery did not dare to go underground without an order, so how could the people inside dare to come

out? Could it be that a magpie made a hole and flew out of the ground?

and heard the call of the magpie, this guy's sycophant was stiff enough.

Chun Tai lowered his head, and his secret cruel eyes swept the annoying old man viciously, and then cautiously looked into the future and waited for orders.

I've been locked up for a few years, and I don't want to experience the future of the future spring.

Mirai's scarlet eyes glanced at Haruta faintly, and then stepped forward.

......

"Ya Roar ~ Roar ~ Roar ~"

"Boom ~ Boom ~ Tweet ~"

Passing through a dim tunnel, the 'hole' in Chunta's mouth came into view.

The oval-shaped shape of the cave is half-concealed by the dim light of two large wooden doors.

Naobi frowned as he listened to the strange screams coming from inside, and frowned.

Follow the future into the cave, and the sight that pierces into front of you makes the Naobi people stand on their hair!

Hundreds of remnants of spell spirits from level 1 to level 4 are hung upside down from the top of the cave by chains.

In addition to the skull, heart and other core magic parts.

The dense bodies of the spell spirits were all locked by chains with magical power.

The body is densely covered with knife marks, crisscrossed by different shades.

Thick purple blood 'ticked' down in the bath beneath the spell spirit, terrifying!

"Chunta, just keep doing your job.

Future Lian Xi showed a sincere smile and commanded softly.

"Yes!!"

"I'll go right away!!"

Looking at the corners of the mouth that rose in the future, Haruta Shigemia rushed with a frightened look on his face.

Several times when he almost fell, Haruta patted his trembling legs and ran wildly towards the spell spirit in a cold sweat.

The devil's smile!!Haruta vaguely remembers the devil's smile...

Usually they were choking his neck, crushing his leg bones, breaking his fingers, and popping his teeth...

Holding the katana spell made of tanning in his hand, Chunta didn't dare to delay for a moment and cut off the body of the spell spirit.

"Whoa!"

gushed purple blood, mixed with large pieces of minced flesh, smashed into the bath.

And Naobi also understood at this time, the strange sound he heard at the door before.

It turned out to be the screams and cries of pain from these weak spells.

The spell spirit I met outside was furious and bantering...

Wrapped in a thick roar of malice.

Here it is....

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