Chapter 148 Who Is for and Who Is Against.

Under the moonlight, a huge black cross of light suddenly appeared in the deserted mountainous area, piercing the night sky. A large amount of black liquid like blood poured out from the torn cracks, covering the surrounding area of ​​more than ten kilometers in a downpour.

The dense blood rain, supported by the black cross, was filled with a solemn and dignified visual sense.

The blade that fell from the sky kept spinning and finally sank straight into the ground, and then a beautiful figure landed steadily on the axe handle with two feet one in front and one behind.

"I'm back."

Smelling the moist water vapor in the air and the lush trees around, Mingming knew that she was back to the real world.

Mingming fell from the axe handle to the ground, shook her hair and wiped off the black rain that was beating in the air. Her face wet with blood still showed a trace of shock.

Thinking of what happened just now, Mingming felt very unreal. She actually experienced the power of the domain that only appeared in legends.

"By the way, where's Xianming?"

When Mingming opened her eyes, she found herself at a height of about 200 meters above the ground, with a forest below.

But she didn't panic. As a first-level sorcerer, Mingming was naturally very skilled, and this height was not a problem for her at all.

So she decisively chopped down the axe in her hand as a foothold, used precise body movements to remove most of the gravitational potential energy from falling from the air, and then stood steadily on it.

"Sister Ming, I'm here."

The voice of Kenmei Isayama came from above.

Mingming saw the giant ice Buddha behind Kenmei Isayama slowly dissipating in the air and gradually becoming nothingness, while he himself reduced his falling speed with the help of airflow and spell power, and landed steadily on the ground.

Mingming ran over immediately

"Are you okay? Xianming."

Kenmei Isayama shook his head and replied.

"I'm fine."

His face was full of fatigue.

It was the first time he opened a domain, and he used too much force.

The release of the domain is more laborious than expected. The consumption of the cursed power in the early stage can almost drain almost all the cursed power of Kenmei Isayama's Xiao Ai.

The domain is not just to build a beautiful flower frame. The core is particularly important. The caster uses the "life technique" and his ultimate technique to comprehensively cover the enemy.

Xiao Ai's awakened [Winter] power is at least a T0 existence in the natural system. The domain level and the characteristics of the technique are much higher than the level of the enemy's cursed spirit. The difference was already determined as soon as they collided. The domain of the cursed spirit was corroded and broken by Xiao Ai's domain as soon as it came into contact.

It is true that the domain is very strong,

but Kenmei Isayama, who forced the domain to start, only felt extremely tired, and his mental and brain power were particularly consumed. The domain is really not for humans to open, and he was really just a little bit short of overdrawing his mental power.

No wonder there are only a few sorcerers who can use the domain throughout history. This is the nightmare of countless geniuses. The power of the auxiliary spell that can support the construction of the domain is only one aspect, and it also requires a lot of computing power and information processing capabilities.

What restricts Kenmei Isayama from using the domain is not only his brainpower, but also the inadequate development and application of Xiao Ai's spell.

Xiao Ai was temporarily in a deep sleep because all the spell power was used up by Kenmei Isayama to open the domain.

Thinking about it this way, Gojo Satoru is simply a monster. Kenmei Isayama, as a good friend of Gojo Satoru, knows what his spell is.

"Infinite power", all attacks are almost impossible to directly touch him. Under the drive of infinite power, any attack directed at him will become extremely slow the closer it is to Gojo Satoru.

The distance between us seems to be close, but in fact it is separated by a fingertip galaxy.

This is also similar to the use of a domain, and I am invincible within a few miles.

But Kenmei Isayama learned from Geto Suguru that Gojo Satoru could actually open it all day and last for several days and nights. He never sleeps, he is simply a monster.

Let’s not talk about the past for the huge accumulation of cursed power that can last for several days. The memory occupied by the brain in this aspect of curse is scary enough.

Kenmei Isayama also experienced it once. It took about 30 seconds from the expansion to the end of the domain, but every second Kenmei Isayama’s brain had to bear a huge amount of data and information, and his brain felt like it was going to explode.

Although Gojo Satoru’s domain is at most a castrated version, the overload of information processing on the brain does exist.

This guy, will his brain really not burn out?

Or has it already burned out.

Kenmei Isayama’s head hurts violently when he mentions it, and he subconsciously takes a breath of cold air.

[The effect of the hymn of life has been triggered]

[Health value recovery, mana value recovery, lasting three seconds. ]

An invisible green light flashed on Kenmei Isayama’s body. He immediately felt that his headache seemed to have eased a lot, and his depleted mana began to recover.

After taking several [Praise of Life] to restore the effect, Isayama Kenmei immediately felt that he felt much better, and even the nerves that were overworked were not so painful.

The fatigue seemed to be eliminated, and Isayama Kenmei's breathing became smoother.

"Praise the kind father."

The effect of [Praise of Life] was far more powerful than he imagined. The vitality replenished by the passively triggered first skill effect not only replenished his health bar, but also made up for the mental loss caused by forcibly activating the field.

Isayama Nomei has an idea

If the [Praise of Life] skill can be strengthened to be active all the time, then it doesn’t mean that it can allow Isayama Norimei to use the field multiple times a day.

The field is nuclear weapons, no doubt about it.

In the records of the Spell Masters Association, those brilliant predecessors have the only consensus on the experience of the fields they use.

"A conjurer can only use the realm once a day."

The field places a heavy load on the human body, and the demand for mantra power is also very high.

Even the ancient magicians could not support the long-term expansion of the field, which was a rule that everyone had to acquiesce to. Except for a certain existence known as the "King of the Curse" thousands of years ago.

"How about we go back today? How about doing the mission tomorrow?"

As a first-level conjurer, Ming Ming has documented documents about the field in the Conjurer Association. She has permission to read it, so she has a certain understanding of the field.

When she thought of Nori Isayama, she also saw his expression after he opened the field. He was very tired, so she suggested.

If he hadn't seen Isayama Norimei still able to stand up, Isayama would have wanted to call an ambulance for him.

"Need not."

Isayama Nomei shook his head, his mana had almost recovered.

As for Xiao Ai, let her sleep. She is asleep because of Isayama Nomei's violent driving.

Xiao Ai's large-scale freezing ability Isayama Nomei temporarily lost. Anyway, Isayama Nomei didn't come here like this when there was no idol curse spirit before.

Isayama Nomei was able to reach this point without relying on anyone but himself.

"I feel okay, Sister Ming, keep going."

Wouldn't it be better to finish it earlier and go back to call it a day?

Isayama Nomei took about five days off from school in total. In other words, if he finishes this matter early, the rest of the vacation will not be his.

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The experimental equipment ordered by Isayama Nomei will arrive tomorrow. It would be better to hit the day and solve it as soon as possible.

But for a small matter like teaching a disobedient dog, do you still want to delay it for a day or two?

"By the way, Sister Ming, tell me your destination. We might as well go directly there."

Isayama Nomei couldn't wait for the Spell Masters Association to provide support or new vehicles, and he wanted to go there directly.

The black Maybach, Isayama Nomei's and Meimei's original means of transportation, was still in the tunnel that was attacked by the train before.

To be honest, Isayama Nomei doesn't know where he is now.

His mobile phone has not yet been replaced with the version specially provided by the Conjurers Association, so the signal is not very good.

And Mingming's is a mobile phone version specially provided by the Conjurer Association, so even in edge mountainous areas, the signal is still good and can achieve the effect of satellite calls.

When she heard that Isayama Nomei didn't want support, she deleted the words she had typed on her phone.

"How do we get there?"

Mingming looked at Isayama Nomei. She wished she knew where the rest of the night would come from? Find a vehicle that can carry the two of them.

"Leave it to me."

Isayama Nomei asked Meiming to look into the forest. Mingming soon saw it in the forest. In the dark forest not far away, there seemed to be a few black shadows flickering.

Soon two huge black figures appeared directly in front of Ming Ming. It is a three-meter-tall beast with a body as red as blood and strong muscles covered with hard scales.

The brutal monster's eyes widened. His mouth opened, revealing his sharp teeth, and he stared at Ming Ming and Isayama Nomei intently.

The first impression given to Ming Ming was that it was very dangerous and oppressive. She even subconsciously picked up the ax and held it in front of herself, as if this could bring a sense of security.

If Isayama Kenmeiri hadn't said it, he would have prepared it. Ming Ming might have felt stressed because of the pungent smell of brass in the air and the eyes of the two monsters that regarded her as prey.

It's impossible to attack, just a small bounty, I want her to fight hard, it's a beautiful idea.

Ming Ming even wanted to start retreating.

This wolf-lizard hybrid has the feel of a creature from a horror movie biological experiment, rather than a ghost.

What exactly are they?

The ax in her hand was so hard that her fingers turned white, and it was even trembling slightly.

It seemed that Ming Ming was feeling uneasy,

Isayama Norimei summoned a flesh and blood hound to come forward, and soon this monster was bigger than a brown bear. He came to him with unruly steps.

Isayama Nomei just stretched out his hand.

"This thing just looks a little fierce, but it's actually very docile."

The monster that looked very arrogant in Ming Ming's eyes actually lowered its head and let Isayama Nori Mei touch it. While he was touching it, he did not forget to smile and say to Ming Ming.

"Sister Ming, let's ride a wolf (dog)."

Isayama Nomei called another flesh and blood hound forward and came to Mei

Out of her trust in Isayama Nomei, Mingming wanted to reach out and touch its head like Isayama Nomei for the first time, but the beast actually became furious as if it had been insulted.

The flesh hound opened its big mouth and the upper and lower jaws touched each other, making a frightening crunching sound as the teeth interlocked with each other. The bite force is amazing. If Ming Ming hadn't moved quickly, half of his palm might have been lost.

Mingming turned his head to look at Jianshan Xianming, his eyes full of astonishment.

Is this what you told me, docile?

Jianshan Xianming smiled awkwardly

"It's kidding you."

On the other side, the headquarters of the branch of the Night Star Sect, Qi and Soul Association, is located in the center of a Three Realms Canyon surrounded by mountains and rivers.

The buildings here are all circular, accompanied by various modern European-style villas, which look very luxurious.

The largest conference room here is the largest one, which can accommodate 5,000 people in the auditorium.

The conference room is crowded. Because Qi and Soul are holding a cadre meeting once every six months, there are about 3,000 believers below.

These believers are ordinary people. The spell power on their bodies is very weak.

There are ten people standing on the platform for speaking. These guys who don't look like good things have uneven auras. The weakest probably just barely touches the strength of the level of the sorcerer.

And most people are between the level of the third-level sorcerer and the second-level sorcerer.

The only person who was tall among the short people and reached the level of a first-level sorcerer was the Pope of the Weapon and Soul Society - Matsuda Zenei.

All the people sitting on the platform were wearing white cassocks. With the rosary in their hands, they looked like charlatans. The president of the Weapon and Soul Society was holding a microphone and speaking passionately to the believers below.

"Lord Tianyuan, he is our eternal faith!"

"Bang!"

Suddenly, the closed door of the conference room was kicked open by a huge force.

The terrifying force directly kicked one of the half doors to the front, where the senior executives were sitting, smashing the signboard and the big screen above.

"Yo, yo, yo, it's quite lively here."

A very young boy walked in, looking around, and seemed to be curious about everything.

"There are so many people inside."

They look a bit like students

"Good evening, we are from the Spellcaster Association."

"Everyone from the Weapon and Soul Society, although it is sudden, this place is now fully taken over by our Spellcaster Association."

Isayama Kenmei walked all the way from the back to the front and snatched the microphone from the Pope, Matsuda Zenemon, who had a grim face.

"By order of the Spellcaster Association, you, the Weapon and Soul Society, will immediately stop all activities."

"All your activities are prohibited without the permission of our Spellcaster Association."

Isayama Kenmei said to the civilians below with a smile

"Then everyone, it's so late, you should go home quickly."

"Where the hell did you come from, you little bastard!"

A person on the platform immediately stood up and cursed at Isayama Kenmei

"Who do you think you are? Let the president of your Spellcaster Association come."

"Puff!"

The roar stopped abruptly because his upper body was torn apart alive with the sound of flesh being torn and the sound of beasts biting.

A huge monster appeared on top of it at some point. The white robes of the high-ranking officials who were sitting close to the unlucky guy were all stained red. They were all so panicked that they almost jumped up and tried to get away from here.

"Now."

Isayama Kenmei ignored this and calmly scanned the faces of each high-ranking official.

"Who agrees?"

"Who opposes?"

Edited - 12.32

The Panxing Cult is not a good thing, so don't think I'm cruel, they deserve it.

Amid the applause of hundreds of believers, Gojo Satoru left with Tennenoriko's body.