Fujimaru Ritsuka, but the main god space

Chapter 17 Brain Flower: Hehe! I will definitely not let Emperor Fujimaru down!
The moment he stepped into the building, Fujimaru Ritsuka felt an inexplicable chill.

It was as if an ice-cold arm brushed across the neck, not gentle or soft at all, but similar to the eerie white bones, rough and hard, almost leaving scarlet marks on the skin.

".We try not to act separately."

Next to Fujimaru Ritsuka, the corners of Getsu's eyes twitched slightly instinctively.

Unlike Ritsuka, Geto himself had experience in exorcising cursed spirits before entering school, and was no longer a novice.

That's weird to say.

In short, he could clearly sense that there were indeed cursed spirits in the abandoned community that he and Fujimaru Ritsuka had stepped into, and they had also noticed Fujimaru Ritsuka and his visit.

There is no need for them to hide, nor do they have the relevant skills. Curse spirits at level three or below have no intelligence at all, and will not set traps or anything like that. As long as you attack them head-on and be careful not to disperse, there won't be any problem.

Fujimaru Ritsuka's judgment was roughly the same, but he was a newcomer after all, so he just followed Geto obediently toward the part of the corridor where the aura of the cursed spirits was the strongest.

He recalled the information about the abandoned villa complex.

(Each building is three to four stories high. The task is to exorcise all cursed spirits within the visible range, so each floor must be cleared one by one.)
(If the cursed spirits can be dispersed, it would probably be the best situation.)

Kala.
The unfinished building, which had not been maintained for a long time, was now desolate, with spider webs all over every corner. The sunlight shining in from the window illuminated the large patches of dust particles flying in the air, causing Xia Yu, who had some obsessive-compulsive disorder, to subconsciously hold his breath.

Just when he was about to hold back -

"Please use."

".Thanks."

After taking the mask handed to him by Fujimaru Ritsuka, Gouyu's frown relaxed a little.

Really thoughtful, I like this market! Xia Yujie! Calm down!

Hey.

Hey.

Hey.

It was clearly afternoon, but the wind blowing into the room was becoming increasingly biting. The thin windows were made of hollow wooden frames, and the convection cyclones tapped against the cracks in the stones, producing an intermittent musical tune.

The sweep of the first floor of the first house was completed and no cursed spirits were found.

Fortunately, almost the moment Getsu and Ritsuka reached the second floor, they came face to face with the cursed spirit wandering in the corridor.

That was the first time Fujimaru Ritsuka saw a cursed spirit.

How should I put it? The bloated body is like a piece of meat that has undergone abnormal development. It is very likely that there is no such thing as bones. The greasy and scary shell wraps up a large piece of turbid flesh and blood. The twisted hair grows in the flesh, which looks extremely eye-catching.

That huge body seemed to be separated from the rest of the world by a thin layer of barrier. Unlike actual buildings that could be touched, the cursed spirit seemed to be covered with a layer of transparent film, as if connecting hell and the real world, and could disappear from the naked eye at any time.

That is the characteristic of a low-level cursed spirit.

"Me, or you." Geto asked tentatively, and Fujimaru Ritsuka thought about it.

I was mainly wondering whether I should be patient and humble, or whether I should reveal my murderous intentions.

"Let me do it. After all, I have never tried it."

Forget it, I can’t stand it anymore.

Full of anticipation, after obtaining consent, Fujimaru Ritsuka took the initiative to walk a few steps forward in the direction of the cursed spirit.

He has already learned the basics of manipulating cursed energy. As far as non-technical combat is concerned, he is even better than Getsu and Gojo. What he lacks is only experience.

After taking off the package on his back, Ritsuka Fujimaru opened the drawstring and took out - a slender Japanese sword.

After all, there is a high barrier between unarmed and armed. In order to prevent students from going too deep into the attack range of cursed spirits, the school will provide freshmen with cursed tools that can cause damage to cursed spirits.

This is the case with this Japanese sword. Although it is not famous, it is indeed infused with enough cursed power.

The first actual combat.

Even if the opponent is a weak cursed spirit like a goblin, we must take it seriously.

The first battle of [Lord God Space]
This is my first time, Fujimaru Ritsuka! Just accept it!

Ritsuka Fujimaru's heartbeat was a little faster, but the flow of cursed energy in his body was still smooth.

Ten percent is used in the hands, fifty percent is used in the lower limbs, and the rest is evenly distributed to facilitate changes of moves and body balance. This distribution is to achieve a high-speed burst of cursed power in the shortest time.

The textbook use of cursed energy is the result of the Master's honed intuition.

And Fujimaru Ritsuka's use——

Exactly.

boom! ! ! !

The next moment, the ground was shattered and blown away by gravity.

The brick floor, which occasionally had cracks, sank rapidly, like a hot iron ball falling from a high altitude, accompanied by rapidly rising hissing white smoke and a sharp roar that spread throughout the corridor.

Ritsuka Fujimaru's figure turned into a faint black, crossing a distance of more than ten meters and arriving in front of the monster in an instant.

Step on the ground, slow down, and regain the center of gravity while the body naturally leans forward to swing the blade.

bass.

Without any unnecessary sound, the cursed spirit was cut in half the moment it opened its mouth and twisted its body to resist.

Then it collapsed with a loud bang.

Hey?
ended?
"Thank you for your hard work." Geto came from behind and patted Fujimaru Ritsuka on the shoulder, probably as an encouragement, and in his heart he was somewhat impressed by Fujimaru's agile movements.

On the contrary, the person involved, Fujimaru Ritsuka, was still a little dazed when he retracted his knife.

After all, this was his first battle against the enemy after entering the mysterious side.

how to say
Quite empty.

It's like enduring for a week to get glue applied only to find out that you only lasted ten seconds.
好弱
Seeing this, Xia Yu smiled kindly and explained, "Level 4 cursed spirits can be repelled with a stick in hand. Level 3 requires a pistol, and level 2 requires a shotgun. Level 1 and above is a qualitative change. When encountering a level 1 cursed spirit, you may not even be able to feel safe when deploying a chariot."

There are four levels of cursed spirits corresponding to four levels of difficulty, and none of them seem to be very strong. Compared with the enemies in fantasy works, they can be described as "cute".

But think about it carefully, if an ordinary citizen in reality suddenly decides to kill indiscriminately one day, it may cause a certain degree of social phenomenon, let alone a cursed spirit that can withstand a shotgun.

A second-level cursed spirit is enough to cause a serious attack, but the cursed spirits in Tokyo are as rampant as cockroaches in a university dormitory in Guangdong and rats in Britain.

And how many magic high schools do you think there are?

Hey! Two schools in the country!

Guess how many students there are in one school?

Hey! There are less than 20 students in three grades in one school!
Including the teaching staff, there are less than fifty people in total, but they have to manage tasks of all sizes across the country. Although there are self-employed sorcerers or local families scattered around the country, there are few channels, and there are more cursers than sorcerers, so the positive and negative completely cancel each other out, and there is even a negative surplus.

To be honest, as to why modern society is still so stable, it is all thanks to the three great families mentioned by Gojo and those old immortals in the high-level Jujutsu masters who maintain the status quo.

All in all, the School of Curse Arts is very busy, and the three or four level curse spirits in front of them are not enough.

Having said that, Fujimaru still curled his lips and looked around at the ground.

"What's wrong? Did you drop something?"

"No, I'm just looking to see if there are any dropped materials." The boy looked around with grievance and depression, trying to get his money back.

Summer oil:?
". Let's not talk about that for now." Xia Yu treated Fujimaru's words as a joke and continued to introduce. "Don't take it lightly. After completing this novice tutorial-like task, we have to try to exorcise more advanced ones."

Kaka-la-la————

At the same time, at the corner, a cursed spirit seemed to have noticed the fluctuation of cursed power and rushed out with a roar. Its bloated body almost occupied the entire corridor. Its deformed forehead scraped layer after layer of white ash on the ceiling. It opened its mouth and tried to eat Xiayou directly into its stomach, skin and bones included.

It was obviously more solid than the one that Fujimaru had exorcised, and its strength was close to that of a second-level cursed spirit.

However, Getsu's gentle smile did not change.

He just raised his hand slightly. Inside the shaking building, Geto faced the scattered rubble and the cursed spirit with its huge jaws opened.

"Swallow it."

Facing the scattered 'corpses' of cursed spirits, Xia Yu spoke.

boom! ! !
Immediately, like an ink brush wiping across a pure white canvas, a black shadow swept across, and the cursed spirit that had existed and the bricks and tiles that were splashed in the air disappeared in an instant, and was replaced by a cursed spirit that was even larger in size, with twisted and bloated flesh.

The newly appeared cursed spirit knocked the opponent away with a loud noise, and at the same time bit the "neck" of the sneak attacking cursed spirit, and suddenly exerted force.

puff! !

Just like a balloon filled with water falling to the ground, the juice in the cursed spirit's body was squeezed out in one breath during the biting, splashing everywhere and staining the wall red.

That is the cursed spirit controlled by Geto Suguru, and its level is [Level 2].

For Xia Yu, who possesses multiple second-level cursed spirits, there is absolutely no need to worry about anything in such a mission.

"Let's go, Fujimaru, but don't go too far away from me."

Xia Yu smiled, not caring about the cursed spirit that died behind him.

Because even if we count five of them——

He is also one of the strongest.

Snapped.

"What did you do suddenly?"

Xiayou Jie looked back at Fujimaru, and saw that this attractive young man suddenly put his hands together and prayed.

"Pray to God and Buddha for peace."

"Oh."

Xia Yu nodded, thinking, "He is still a superstitious person," and ignored him.

At the same time, Fujimaru thought.

Please Ishtar, Eleo, Odin, Zeus, Stiamat, and all the gods and Buddhas
Something to chop.
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"Wow~ Not bad, I didn't expect to have so many unexpected gains."

"Rokugan and Fujimaru are separated. Hehe, the cursed spirit manipulation technique. It really showed me something good."

Looking out the window into the distance, several kilometers away from the abandoned community, the curtain of the tent was slowly drawn down, like black mud being washed away by clean water.

A woman was sitting on the top floor of a tall building in the distance. Her black knitted sweater highlighted her beautiful figure. Her face was delicate and elegant, beautiful and gentle.

She crossed her legs, and the tight jeans completely wrapped her leg curves, which were full and voluptuous. The urban beauty put her hands in front of her eyes and made circles, looking at the distant scenery with a warm expression.

She was a beautiful woman, but there was a sense of incongruity that could not be ignored.

——The sutures on the head are as ferocious as snakes.

(End of this chapter)