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Chapter 147: stg players without umbrellas on rainy days.jpg
"Yuji, you don't look well. What happened recently?"

The class leader and good friend Ike Suto asked with concern.

The young boy Yuuji Sakai looked tired and always looked exhausted. It seemed that he was exhausted just by standing there, and it would not be strange if he fell down at any time.

His temperament seemed to have changed inexplicably, no longer so lazy, but more tough and concise.

Occasionally, when he turned his head, his classmates would see strange black hard lines flash across his face, and his whole demeanor seemed to have changed.

He shook his head slowly, his face full of regret and pain.

"I want to be of help. I want to fight the Red World with you guys."

Why did I suddenly say such a thing that day? Now every night has become a tense and exciting hellish training.

"Small cup!"

Such comments seem to still echo in my ears.

boom!
Boom boom boom!
Palm-sized flame bombs and fireballs circled in the seal, some fast and some slow, with unclear trajectories, creating transparent ripples in the void. Although they did not have much momentum and the damage was not high, that was for the Fire Mist Warriors.

Even the most ordinary light bullet summoned by the free magic can easily knock Yuuji Sakai away when it hits him. Although it is not fatal, the pain it brings is no less.

And he could feel this pain hundreds of times in one night.

——Bullet-hell battle.

The man who looked like a devil and had some vague malice towards him for some unknown reason called this training method this with a grin.

"I'm still alive..."

With a vague voice and a hint of pain, Yuuji Sakai struggled to get up. He lamented more than once that he could survive even though the torch was blown away. If he were still a human, he would probably have died of internal organ rupture by now.

"What good is this?"

"Scratching bullets is also part of the free method of socializing. You have to play even if you are unhappy...boy, this is all for your own good."

A few seconds later, a red rainstorm passed by with a buzzing sound and broke through the air. They all rushed towards Yuuji Sakai, a boy who was an ordinary human being not long ago.

What was even more surprising was that he was able to control his body and narrowly avoid most of the barrage of bullets in the dense attack, and the occasional hits only lightly grazed his arms and legs.

The power of chaotic existence stirred the air, and the whistling of the wind mixed with the fluctuations of high temperature and heat all entered the perception of Yuuji Sakai. The occasional pain made his mind quickly return to normal and concentrate, and he became more awake than ever before.

In that fleeting moment, the flow of time seemed to be stuck in a quagmire, and everything in front of him became clear. Yuuji Sakai tried his best to calculate the trajectory and landing point of each barrage of bullets so that he would only suffer the least damage.

"Okay, that's good."

It turns out that there will be progress under pressure.

Although his posture was a little awkward, Yuuji Sakai's reaction and movements were so skillful that he was already a qualified gymnastics monkey. He was now qualified to join a street dance team. After enduring the pain and making progress, he also underwent an amazing transformation.

At least he has reached the point where he will not be taken away by any passing Red World criminals. In addition, he has the "Favor" ring with a fire-proof barrier, so we can basically rest assured about his safety before he is captured by the masquerade and possessed by the "Sacrificial Snake".

Of course, to train Yuuji Sakai to this level within just one month, it is of course inseparable from the frequent use of the power of existence to heal his injuries.

And those powers of existence were also taken from his own body. Anyway, they would be automatically restored at midnight every time. If the power of existence from yesterday was not used, it would be a waste.

"Next, we will conduct training on the perception of killing intent."

Jagi grabbed a giant steel sword that looked to weigh more than 100 kilograms. The sword was formed in one piece, with a golden hilt and dim patterns on it. It seemed to be a training prop that sacrificed everything else for weight.

He swung the giant sword in his hand, and suddenly, without any skill at all, the fierce wind pressure driven by pure strength created a crack about ten meters long on the ground, which made Yuuji Sakai, who was watching nearby, twitch his face and his thin body was on the verge of collapse.

Although it seems that its weight is the only thing that can be admired, this exaggerated giant sword is actually the Noble Phantasm "Vampire Brotsaorg". When the "power of existence" is injected into it, blood-red patterns will emerge, and it has the ability to injure the opponent who comes into contact with it without having to directly cut the opponent.

It was the spoils that Jia Ji seized from two Red World gangsters when he was walking on the street that day and buying pineapple buns for Shana. They seemed to be called the Aizen brother and sister.

Next to them, there was a middle-aged man wearing sunglasses and a suit, smoking. He was one of the top figures in the Red World who served as their bodyguard, and was the "General" among the three pillars of the masquerade, "Xiudena".

The "Chi You" in the ancient mythology of this world refers to Xiu Denan. If he doesn't let go, it will be no problem for him to fight against 20,000 fire fog warriors alone.

When Jagi passed by them, he suddenly exploded and punched them twice, sending the orthopedic brother and sister Aizen directly to hell. Then Shudenai reacted and transformed into a Chimera.

After a head-on exchange of two punches with Jagi, Xiudenai, whose arms exploded into a ball of purple fire, showed an expression of "Who the hell are you?" and "What the hell is this?" as expected.

"The 'Lost Child of Zero Hour' you are looking for is in our hands, in the body of a Mistice named Yuuji Sakai."

This news was revealed by Jia Ji, and after taking a deep look at him, Xiu De Nai took the initiative to retreat. Even if he didn't know whether it was true or not, he needed to go back to the Xingli Palace in the base camp to discuss such important news with the "Advisor".

"So, be ready--" Jagi twisted his wrist, holding "Brotsaog" in both hands, and aimed at the center of Yuuji Sakai's body, who was forced to face the challenge.

With a gulp, Yuji swallowed hard and nodded. His eyes were as strong as if he was going to die heroically, just like a real man.

Because he knew that no matter whether he was prepared or not, the exaggeratedly large sword would chop down on him in the next second.

"White Emperor Holy Sword! Take my giant sword Lion Slash!"

"Wait…what is that?"

This New Year's Greetings sword technique that could split a building in half ultimately failed to chop it down.

An incredible scene was reflected in the eyes of the two people.

In the blood-red sky filled with haze and darkness, a phoenix rose from the ground like a shining sun, spreading its majesty in this stagnant and sealed world.

(End of this chapter)