Spell Return: Unlock eight special skills at the beginning

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

In the small city of Sugisawa, a curse was born.

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

Even in Tokyo, the largest city in Fuso.

The number of premium grades is also very rare.

Embryos that have not yet fully developed have only been seen once in the supermarket before.

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

But Sugisawa clearly doesn't have such a large population base to generate a sufficient number of negative emotions.

Then there is only the second possibility.

Spells!

A special spell!

It's just like the piece of Celestial Jade that he had before.

It is also possible to breed special grade.

"Uncle Yamamoto, don't worry, I'll help you with this. "

Whether it's out of love for Yamamoto or to improve the progress of the Detention Spirits, that super-grade embryo is worth a trip back to Sugizawa.

"That's great, little brother Longyi, I've been driven crazy lately, and I feel like someone is following me wherever I go. "

Yamamoto's three-layered chin, which was piled out of the fat meat, trembled slightly with his breathing.

Suspiciously, he looked around.

The vague feeling of being spied on was about to drive him crazy.

"Your feeling is very accurate, uncle, yes, much better than the first time I saw you. "

When Ryuichi met Yamamoto for the first time, this solid-eyed developer was tricked into a development zone.

I was almost eaten by a spell spirit.

"Hehe, it's not the ring you gave me, it's very useful, I can see those strange things, but I listen to you, I don't see it when I see it. "

Yamamoto shook a silver ring on his hand, which was Ryuichi's skillful practice.

Although it is not very useful, it can make ordinary people see the spell spirit.

"But this time it wasn't really the monsters looking at me like someone. "

Yamamoto was still a little flustered.

But looking at Long Yi in front of him, his heart was also a lot more settled.

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

"Of course you can't see it. "

Ryuichi gave Yamamoto a bottle of juice.

Then he looked at the door playfully.

Said in a quiet tone.

"Do you want me to invite you?"

The moment the words fell.

There was a ripple in the space outside the door.

A man in black gradually appeared in the doorway.

He looked at Long Yi with a little stiffness all over his body, and his hands involuntarily pinched the corners of his clothes.

"Is this guy actually the Demon Lord behind it!!"

After the competition, Long Yi got a new number

Sentient beings trampled under their feet, in the midst of hell, deep up, looking down on sentient beings...

Lord!

"Mr. Ryuichi, any malice, it is the academy that asked me to protect this Mr. Yamamoto. "

The man put his hands above his head, his muscles tensed and he looked panicked.

For fear that if he said a wrong word, he would be twisted off by Long Yi.

He heard that during the pre-imperial competition, the people of the Rukawa family just had a few more mouths, and he chopped off his head and kicked it as a ball.

"People from the Academy?" Ryuyi folded his hands and pressed them against the seat.

looked at the man in black scrutinically.

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

His feet trembled slightly.

The name of a man, the shadow of a tree.

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

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

ruthless, decisive, killing without blinking.

These labels are all attached to Long Yi's body.

The best proof of this is the four cursed masters who have infiltrated the arena.

None of them were left with a whole corpse.

"Sir, our academy has absolutely no ill will towards you!"

"This Mr. Yamamoto has a charm that allows us to see spell spirits, which has aroused our suspicions, so I followed him. "

"If you knew, Mr. Spell Tools, you gave it, I wouldn't dare to follow him to death!!"

Cold sweat continued to ooze from the man's forehead.

Speaking is also like pouring beans, saying all of them in one go, for fear of speaking slowly.

There will be no more opportunities for explanation.

Long Yi looked at the academy personnel on the other side who were almost scared to pee their pants with a speechless face.

I didn't seem to say anything, why was I scared like this?

Rubbing his forehead helplessly.

"Uncle, look at this guy, what do you want to do with it?"

"Ahh

looked at the man and said with a silly smile.

"I've seen this gentleman, who came to solve my problem before, and it is not necessary to deal with it. "

"I don't care, so be it. "

Long Yi tapped the table with a gentle sound.

As everyone knows, the man's whole body was already drenched in cold sweat.

Just when Ryuichi asked Yamamoto what to do with it, his face was already healed of how he died.

As for the revolt.

Isn't that a fart! Rebel against the Demon King? 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 knows Ryuichi's means.

It's too exciting to fly away or something, and it's not suitable for a fat man like him.

"You're the window, aren't you?"

Long Yi watched as the man spoke again.

The man nodded repeatedly.

977 Yes, Dragon Life, my spell has no combat record at all, and I can only do some auxiliary work. "

"Okay, Uncle Yamamoto will be in charge of bringing it back to Sugisawa. "

As he spoke, Ryuichi stood up from the couch.

Syllable!

A crisp snap of the fingers.

A ghostly light emerged from his body.

A dark blue slowly rose from his feet.

The powerful mana instantly enveloped his whole body.

The terrifying coercion made the man dare not look up directly.

And Yamamoto, who is an ordinary person, has no feelings.

Whoosh!

Boom!

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

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.

With such a huge amount of mana, even spell spirits are hard to have!

Is he really human?

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

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

He nodded with difficulty.

"Mr. Long Yi, in this generation, he is well-deserved [invincible]"

"That's it, it turns out that Brother Long Yi is so strong. "

Yamamoto lowered his head slightly, straightened his clothes, and a [haze] flashed invisibly in his eyes the size of mung beans. _

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