Versatile Mage: Lord of Space

Chapter 356

Narahara Sora was like nothingness, only capable of attacking. He was the true demon spirit of this world, but Lin Lan's attacks had no effect on him at all.

Nan Jue said that it would be best to eliminate the demon spirit in this independent space, and Lin Lan naturally thought so too. However, judging from the current situation, Narahara Sora is a very high-level demon spirit.

The goal isn't to get rid of him here, but in reality.

"What's going on? Is this monk a demon or something...?" Mu Ningxue asked.

“Let’s go back. It’s certain that the vengeful spirit is him. Miyata’s death made him resentful, and based on my observations, plus what I heard from the monks at the temple that Narahara Sora actually died several years ago, and... so he’s the one who orchestrated all of this... As a vengeful spirit, he’s already quite powerful. Narahara Sora transferred his origin to reality, so I can’t attack him here,” Lin Lan explained.

After hearing Lin Lan's explanation and the conversation between the monks, Mo Fan and Mu Ningxue understood everything. What astonished them even more was how strong Lin Lan's reasoning and action abilities were!
"Lanzi, why don't you come to Japan and become a famous detective? Even Conan will have to wait," Mo Fan joked.

In other words, everything here is Narahara Sora's memory, Miyata Yuu's soul-capturing ability is real, and Narahara Sora is the one manipulating everything!

Mo Fan had always thought that Narahara Sora was a serious and good monk, but he never expected him to be such a despicable monk.

"Let's go out and wipe him out."

……

“I don’t understand what Lin Lan is saying. Narahara Sora did die a few years ago, and I was even scolded by a monk,” said Li Kaifeng, who had just arrived.

“After hearing what Lin Lan said, I roughly understand now. The monk can see Miyata, and Miyata knows the monk's name but didn't possess him. There's a big problem here. Moreover, Lin Lan said that Narahara Sora died several years ago. Lin Lan can't touch Miyata, which means he can't attack her either. As a demon spirit, Narahara Sora has already become powerful. Furthermore, the fact that Miyata's memories continue even after her death means that the Miyata in the wooden fish isn't the demon spirit that creates illusions... As for that small island..." Ai Jiang shook his head as he said this.

That small island is Baxia, so of course there's no need to verify it...

"I'm also a little curious about how those three suddenly appeared at the temple from the beach?" Nan Jue asked, puzzled.

There were nearly a thousand meters between them, which even high-level magic like Instantaneous Movement couldn't achieve, let alone three people teleporting at the same time.

The group shook their heads, perhaps Lin Lan possessed some kind of magical artifact.

Just then, Lin Lan, Mo Fan, and Mu Ningxue opened their eyes.

"Should we go directly to that monk? Apart from Lin Lan and Mo Fan, we probably won't be able to see him," Jiang Shaoxu said.

"Where did you find those old monks to question? I reckon Narahara Sora has already marched there," Lin Lan asked Li Kaifeng.

“Manying Mountain, that’s what the locals call it. Abbot Xinyu and the others are all here, but what exactly were you talking about just now? I didn’t understand a word. What demon spirit?” Li Kaifeng said.

"Dimensional Summoning, Frost Thunderhawk!"

The moment Li Kaifeng finished speaking, Lin Lan summoned the Frost Thunder Eagle.

"What are you waiting for? Let's go."

Summoning Beast Commander...

"A true man should be like this!" Li Kaifeng exclaimed.

……

When the group arrived, one of the monks had already had one eye gouged out, and the rest were all groaning in pain.

Upon seeing this group of people arrive, they all wore expressions of relief, as if they had been saved.

If they don't come soon, they will suffer the pain of having their ears and hands cut off.

Narahara Sora was wearing a monk's robe that was slightly different from the one she wore that day.

Aside from Lin Lan and Mo Fan, the others could only see the other monks in pain, not Lin Lan. "Narahara Sora, I never imagined you were this kind of monk."

"When we first started talking, I thought you were an upright and honest bald monk with your own bottom line. I never expected you to be so heartless and insane, using a vessel to maintain a memory that you think the whole world should pity you for. You've even turned yourself into this inhuman, ghostly evil spirit. Miyata is dead, and you still won't let her go. Go to hell right now and never be free." Mo Fan pointed at Narahara Sora and cursed her in one breath.

"Have you cursed enough?!" Narahara Sora was equally furious, revealing her pale and terrifying face.

"You bald bastard, hurry up and release my friend's soul. If you have a grudge, settle it; if you have a grudge, settle it." Mo Fan continued.

Mu Ningxue, who was standing to the side, was stunned for a moment, then nudged Mo Fan and said, "Aren't you going to take care of these monks?"

“I’m not from the World Peace Association. Japan doesn’t have its own Onmyoji, Ultraman, or Astro Boy for this kind of thing. I only care about Zhao Manyan’s life or death,” Mo Fan said.

Mo Fan understood the gist of the matter. These monks had created their own mess and were expecting others to save them. They already had all sorts of red scarves in their own country, and they were just wasting their time coming here to "maintain peace in Japan."

"Whoosh~~~~~~~!!!"

Just as Narahara Sora was about to spew some trash talk, the Frost Thunder Eagle unleashed its full power in the direction Lin Lan was pointing!
The Frost Thunder Eagle couldn't actually see Narahara Sora; it could only rely on its senses and Lin Lan's command.

Lightning and frost fell rapidly from the sky, gradually forming a domain.

The lightning in the sky and the Frost Attack were aimed at the same direction. Narahara Sora's body moved swiftly like a ghost, his black clothes fluttering wildly.

But this is only the initial effect of the field...

"Stop pretending, I'm different. I'm too lazy to reason with you, you don't deserve to listen. You can't see it, I'll go with Mo Fan, you can save those monks if you want," Lin Lan said.

"So, we're just the audience, huh?" Jiang Yu said with a self-deprecating laugh.

"There's nothing I can do, I can't see it," Ai Jiangtu said.

These people couldn't interfere even if they wanted to; they couldn't see Narahara Sora at all, nor did they have the perception of the Frost Thunder Eagle.

"It's good that it can be resolved. Let's save those monks first." Nan Jue was more open-minded; as long as they could win, that was enough.

"Lin Lan and Mo Fan, keep it up! I'm here to support you both emotionally," Jiang Shaoxu said with a smile.

Narahara Sora looked troubled as he watched the domain take shape.

Lightning and ice appeared simultaneously in an area several hundred meters in diameter, freezing the ground and causing snow to fall at the same time! The monks were shivering from the cold, and lightning had already struck Narahara Sora's location, while the frost also restricted his movements.

I thought these people were the prey, but I never expected Lin Lan to become the hunter.

A student possesses a contracted creature at the Grand Commander level, yet he's only at the Commander level...

"Surrender or fight to the death?" Lin Lan said with a playful expression.

"Would you let me go if I surrendered?" Narahara Sora asked.

"Who said that surrendering is a peaceful death, while resisting is a painful death? In short, you're going to die sooner or later, it's all the same."

Narahara Sora stopped speaking international languages ​​and instead kept cursing in Japanese.

Baka yarou something something...

"Frost Thunderhawk, let's change things up today and eat some demon spirits."

(End of this chapter)