Conan: If I Know Magic, I Will Destroy The World

Nagara Haruka looked at the face made up of masks with fearful eyes.

Behind it, thin blood-red lines stretched beyond the door.

Lan Chuan Dongya's eyes were wide open, showing a look of hatred, all ten fingers of his hands were pierced, blood gushed out.

The blood formed ten thin blood lines connected to the face of the mask.

Relying on these bloodlines, he manipulated that strange huge human face and approached Su Fang Hongzi.

puff.

The mask used as teeth cut through Su Fang Hongzi's throat with ease, and the gushing blood sprayed on the cursed mask, instantly seeping into it like water sprinkled on the sand.

The whole mask formed the face of "650", emitting a strange red light.

The black mist on all the masks surged and gathered together to form a sinister face, and that face was still smiling strangely!

"help me!"

The dying Su Fang Hongzi raised her head at some point.

Through the iron grid of the ventilation duct, she saw Nagara Haruka inside, and called for help with her last strength.

The strange face made of black mist followed her gaze and looked up.

Seeing the panicked expression of the fortune-teller, it rushed towards it with a strange smile.

In the ventilation duct, Nagara Haruka desperately crawled back.

Black mist billowed behind him, and with a bang, the iron grid was knocked open.

One by one, the masks rushed into the ventilation duct as if they were alive, and chased towards Nagara like a ferocious long snake.

The ventilation duct was very dark, and there was such a strange thing chasing after him, Nagara Haruka felt extreme fear in his heart.

She gritted her teeth and tore off the necklace around her neck.

It was her ancestral treasure, and it was because of this that she could return to her current position.

But in order to survive, everything is ignored.

She muttered something, and threw the necklace behind her with all her strength.

hum.

A cloud of water mist dispersed, blocking the way of the mask.

The masks piled up in front of the water mist, filled with black air, and collided with the white water mist, making a sizzling sound.

The water mist visible to the naked eye disappeared layer by layer.

Nagara Haruka crawled hard, she didn't move towards her room, even if she got there, she couldn't escape.

In this villa, the only one who could save her is Chichu Feng.

I just hope that the strongest Onmyoji in Tokyo lives up to his name.

There was a shattering sound behind him.

Nagara Haruka's heart was bleeding.

This is a big loss, without a necklace, how can I rely on divination in the future?

There was a burst of cold air from behind, and the blood in the whole body seemed to be frozen.

Nagara Haruka's movements became slower and slower, she used her last strength to lift the iron grid in front of her, and poked her head out.

"Master Onmyoji, help!"

A pair of big hands pulled her out of the ventilation duct.

Her body fell into a warm embrace.

Nagara Haruka panted heavily as if grabbing a life-saving straw.

"Hey, fortune teller, you caught the wrong place..."

Chichu Feng had a black line on his forehead.

Only then did Nagara Haruka realize that the man had no clothes on.

She quickly let go of her hand and looked around with wandering eyes.

Huh?

Two identical little maids were lying on the next bed.

There was a whistling sound from the vent.

Densely packed masks filed in and gathered into a huge face in the room.

Chichu Feng threw Nagara Haruka on the bed, and greeted him towards the cursed mask.

The huge human face looked at Chichu Feng warily.

It can feel that the man opposite has unpredictable abilities.

The black mist of the two hundred masks all surged up, releasing countless silk threads.

It was as if dense black hair had grown out, surrounding Zhi Chu Feng and himself in layers.

No Chichu Feng could be seen outside, nor any cursed mask, only a huge ball of black silk wriggling in the middle of the room.

Nagara Haruka's heart rose to her throat.

She doesn't know who will win.

It would be great if Chichu Feng wins, but what should she do if the cursed mask wins?

Nagara Haruka couldn't help but worry.

Suddenly, Black's silk ball suddenly released, and then suddenly shrank

All Blacks are taken into the center.

Chichu Feng's figure was revealed.

Nagara Haruka was overjoyed, and was about to open his mouth to ask, when his face instantly turned pale.

Chichu Feng's eyes were closed tightly, and black faces appeared on his body.

They stood out against his skin, all smiling eerily, as if celebrating victory.

Nagara Haruka panicked, she stepped back again and again, grabbing something.

Huh?

A little familiar.

"Fortuneer, you caught the wrong place again...

A 3.9 helpless voice came from behind.

Nagara Haruka turned around in surprise, Chichu Feng was leaning against the head of the bed, and she was sitting on his body, as for her hands.

Well, caught the same thing as last time.

"You he..."

Looking at Chichu Feng behind him, and then looking at another Chichu Feng standing in the center of the room, Chang Xia was so cold that he forgot to let go.

Chichu Feng smiled slightly and snapped his fingers.

The phantom disappeared instantly.

Chichu Feng in the middle of the room slammed into a pile of gold coins.

The maple leaf patterns on these gold coins have long since disappeared, replaced by mysterious magic circles. .