Chapter 57: Mingming's Mental Breakdown

"What do you mean they are not here? Don't let me go on a mission alone.

The nunnery singer, who was taking a special car from the Magic College to the location of the sudden curse incident, recalled the cynicism between the two people before their business trip.

"Singer, please take good care of your house, Jie Jie and I are on a business trip."

"By the way, don't take the mission alone. I don't want to hear the news that you were eaten by a curse spirit when I come back with Jay."

"Satoru, it's not good for you to say that about a singer."

"She can't beat the curse spirit and she can just run. After all, there's no one in our curse school who can run faster than her."

"Jay, I think you are more hurtful than what I said, hahahahaha."

Ange was furious, so when she heard that a high-level curse spirit appeared in the abandoned chemical industry area of ​​​​Kita Ikebukuro, she came immediately.

"Asshole Gojo and Xia You, I can do it alone without you two."

The singer clumsily climbed over the cordoned off police station and walked inside, still cursing.

"Look, I, the singer, will be the one to exorcise the cursed spirit this time!"

But when she strode forward with her head held high and walked vigorously through the "tent" erected by other conjurers, she realized that she seemed to have spoken too early.

"What is this!"

The singer's eyes widened as soon as she entered. All she saw was the dazzling flames soaring into the sky, and her face was illuminated by the firelight.

The entire industrial area was covered in terrifying orange-red flames, burning the night like day. It really feels like a world away, completely different from the outside. The inside is like a high-temperature steel-making furnace.

This was not an illusion. The heat wave brought by the high temperature rushed towards her face, and the singer felt that the water in her body was evaporating rapidly.

"Damn it, it's poisonous gas."

Burning and enclosed space, a large amount of toxic gas has already accumulated here.

The concentration was so high that the sight in front of the nunnery singer's eyes began to blur and double images appeared. She suddenly felt something bad, but she had absorbed too much, and she had no time to use the spell to resolve it.

"Oh, I really lost to you."

Another spellcaster who noticed her coming in at this time caught the singer before she staggered and fell, then put a gas mask on her and used spells to relieve her symptoms.

"Thanks."

An Diva felt better after putting on the gas mask, and at the same time she recognized the person holding her and thanked her.

"If you insist on saying thank you, just give me five hundred thousand yen."

Noting that the singer was fine, the person who rescued her made a little joke.

"Miss Ming!"

The person who prevented Gojo Satoru and Xia Youjie from having only one box left when they saw Ange again was Ange and two others who were students of the Magic College a few years earlier than them. sister.

Ming Ming, a tall woman who wears a waist-fitting black suit all year round, looks extremely smart with her high ponytail.

He is also a graduate, but he is already a powerful first-level conjurer and an auxiliary supervisor of the Tokyo Conjuring College. He is quite reliable.

"Miss Ming, why are you here today?"

The singer asked

"Um?"

Mingming took out her phone and quickly replied to a few messages before putting it in her pocket. After all, what if the phone exploded due to the high temperature here.

"Oh, the Conjurers Association paid a large appearance fee to let me settle this."

Ming Ming's tone didn't make any waves, he just took money to do things.

"But you have also seen this situation."

The conversation between Cong'an Diva and her should also reveal that Ming Ming is a very pure money supremacist, and she does whatever she wants with how much money she has.

Although it was a large sum of money, it was not enough to allow her to go up mountains of swords and seas of fire.

"I'm ready to withdraw."

"Why is this so"

The singer's first reaction was to persuade her to stay, but when she thought about Miss Ming's personality, she gave up.

"Singer, you'd better retreat quickly, although I don't know what's going on with the cursed spirit inside."

Ming Ming gave advice to An Song Ji, which was her judgment as a first-level conjurer.

"But it's definitely not good, this spell is fluctuating."

Not to mention special grade, it is very close to special grade, almost reaching quasi-special grade level.

A level one curse spirit is considered an extremely powerful individual.

But the stubborn female singer couldn't listen to it at all, because they all said that they were denying her and saying that she couldn't do it, so she had to do it once.

The angry nunnery singer rolled up her sleeves to reveal her two slender arms, and was about to rush towards the fire.

"I want to show it to you!"

"Is this the time to be a hero? This idiot."

Ming Ming held her forehead helplessly. As the auxiliary supervisor of the Conjuration College, could she just sit back and watch?

"What?"

But when she was about to take action to catch the idiot singer back, her heart spasmed violently for some unknown reason.

Ming Ming knew exactly what this was, because her inspiration was particularly strong, so her body would always warn before danger came.

She didn't even have time to remind her. She didn't care about her image and pounced on her, knocking the singer down to the ground.

"What are you doing? Ming"

Before the singer could finish her words, she felt a strong sense of crisis in her heart and swallowed back her words.

"Boom!"

Soon, an unimaginable thunderous noise came from a distance, and the ground shook violently like an earthquake.

The prostrate Angeji collided with the ground twice at once. The first time was when Miss Ming threw herself down, and the second time was when the ground bounced back after being pressed by a huge force.

"What is this time!"

It was not an explosion, but something that was hit hard on the ground.

The ground shook so much that she thought the world was going to end. The terrible shock wave that erupted from the center of the collision swept all around, and even extinguished the flames of the entire chemical plant. The "tent" that Mingming had set up before could not withstand the impact and turned into fragments all over the sky.

The flying soil around the green belt rolled back ten meters away, completely burying Mingming and Angeji. Fortunately, both of them wore gas masks, otherwise they would have suffocated.

When the two of them were covered in dust and dug out of the mud, they saw it.

The most central area of ​​the chemical industry zone no longer exists. Instead, a huge pit with a diameter of nearly 150 meters has appeared. The frightening blue electric arc continues to spread in the pit, crackling.

It looks like a scorched earth at the end of the world

"Survived."

The surviving An Geji's legs were so weak that she couldn't even stand up. She was not as high-spirited as she was at the beginning. She sat like a duck and collapsed to the ground.

This was even more powerful than the last time with Gojo, the bastard, who took them to feel the explosion at almost zero distance.

Completely different from the useless An Geji, after Mingming stood up shakily, she shook off the dirt on her body, pinched a strange hand seal and started her technique.

In the sky, dozens of crows immediately appeared from a distance and flew towards the center of the incident from all directions.

Mingming soon found the culprit.

In the middle of the pit, a huge figure wearing a heavy full-body armor in royal blue with gold edges, similar to the gorgeous and exquisite armor worn by medieval nobles, appeared in front of her.

To be honest, she had never seen such armor that was more exquisite than a work of art in national museums around the world.

And those blue lightnings that were violent and raging like thunder snakes came from that gorgeous "armor", full of power and beauty, and a terrible majesty.

He raised the strange scimitar in his hand.

Puff, the knife flashed.

The cursed spirit, whose body was smashed into two-thirds, completely dissipated into the air after being chopped by this clean and sharp knife.

When the strange armor raised its head and looked at the crow, Mingming cursed inwardly and immediately wanted to cut off his connection with the crow.

But it was too late. Mingming felt that she couldn't move. When she came to her senses again, a blue giant god soldier that could overlook the world appeared in front of her and was looking at her in the sky. The terrible majesty made her unable to breathe.

She had never been so small before.

Her mental defenses were easily broken. Fear, fear, and fear were not enough to describe it.

"Miss Ming?"

An Ge Ji only touched Mingming carefully, but she reacted violently as if she was electrocuted.

"Demon."

Mingming squatted on the ground and hugged her shoulders tightly, with a panic expression, repeating in her mouth as if she was possessed.

"That's the blue demon"

This was the first time that humans in this world had seen the cursed psychic power from the Thousand Sons Legion.