While I was chanting a curse, the system said I was Xiao Yan?

Chapter 161 Osaka Incident

Tianyan looked down at the ball of flame floating above the rubble.

The deep orange and dark colors intertwine, like a piece of magma solidified in amber, radiating a warm glow. It burns quietly in the rain, without intense heat or violent fluctuations, but with a profound sense of weight, as if surging from the depths of the earth.

The primordial fire of the water clock, a supreme cursed spirit formed from humanity's fear of volcanoes, lava, and the fires of the earth, burned away the last embers of its entire existence.

The moment Tianyan reached out and his fingertips touched the ball of flame, a scalding heat, like a current surging from the depths of the earth, flowed into his body along his fingers. Then, Tianyan directly controlled the ball of flame and swallowed it.

The flame was like a snake that had been awakened, moving down his throat and burning his veins wherever it went, as if someone had repeatedly brushed the inside of his blood vessels with a scalding hot iron brush.

His body tensed up suddenly, and veins bulged on his forehead. He had experienced this feeling many times before, so although the feeling was even more uncomfortable this time, he did not let go. He gritted his teeth and controlled the circulation of the Burning Technique, dragging the ball of flame step by step into the depths of his dantian.

The Burning Technique was circulating rapidly within his body, and the vortex of cursed energy was accelerating wildly in his dantian, reaching its limit. The liquid cursed energy ring that was rotating around the battle crystal was rapidly contracting and condensing.

The energy contained in that magma-like flame was being gradually devoured by the cyclone.

The energy was rising steadily, as if someone had ignited a new star deep within his dantian.

Then, he sensed a change, a deeper and more fundamental change. It was not just that the quantity of his magical power was increasing, nor was it just that the quality of his magical power was improving, but rather that the form of his magical power was undergoing a fundamental transformation.

The liquid spell power within his body was being compressed and condensed, but it was no longer a solid compression; rather, it was a deeper qualitative change. The volume of the battle crystal was slowly expanding, and the purplish-gold light was becoming brighter and more stable, as if some kind of high-density energy core was taking shape.

The crystal began to deform. Originally a rhombus-shaped crystal, countless tiny growths began to extend outwards from its surface.

Sharp, hair-like protrusions radiate outwards from all directions, resembling a sea urchin. The tips of these protrusions gleam with a purplish-gold luster, releasing even purer magical power with each pulsation.

"boom!"

The sound was illusory, merely an echo that exploded deep within his consciousness, but he could clearly feel that a certain boundary within his body had been crossed.

He broke through to the Dou Ling level!

Tianyan opened his eyes, a deep orange light flashing deep within his pupils before slowly fading away. He looked down at his hands, feeling an unprecedented power surging through his meridians, accompanied by a completely new sense of fluidity.

He could feel the magical power surging from the crystal, flowing along his meridians to his limbs and bones, every inch of muscle, every bone...

Every meridian is being reforged and strengthened by that new power.

Then he sensed the change behind him.

He moved his shoulder blades, and with a thought, purplish-gold flames surged from the skin beneath his shoulder blades, spreading along his spine to both sides and coalescing into a pair of enormous wings on his back.

Those wings were completely different from the previous Purple Cloud Wings. They were no longer a combination of skeleton and membrane, but a structure made purely of condensed energy. The wingspan was more than four meters, and the edges were burning with pink flames, gleaming softly in the rain.

Battle aura transforms into wings.

He gently flapped his wings. Unlike the heavy, sluggish feeling of bone wings that required a constant infusion of magical power to maintain, his wings moved with a light, natural flow of energy, like breathing. The wind flowed over the edges of his wings, and he could clearly feel every change in the airflow.

"These are real wings."

A crisp system notification sounded in his mind: [After devouring the Azure Lotus Earth Core Flame, the Burning Technique has been advanced to Earth Rank, Initial Stage!]

Tianyan's lips curved into a smile, then he folded his wings.

His phone vibrated in his pocket for a long time. He took it out, and the screen showed the logo of the college's internal emergency contact channel. The call request was from Principal Moth.

He answered the phone. The voice on the other end sounded more urgent than usual, speaking quickly: "Tianyan, how's the situation on your end?"

"Just dealt with a cursed spirit, what's up?"

"Listen, something's happened. The entire Osaka is now covered by a massive barrier. That barrier is opaque, so we can't see inside."

Tianyan frowned slightly.

"The most troublesome thing is that internal communication has been completely cut off, and we receive no response to any signals we send from the outside."

He paused for a moment: "Nanami and Haibara Yu are on a mission in Osaka. They were originally just going to deal with a near-level one cursed spirit. The mission level is not high, and they should be back soon, but now we can't contact them either."

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Tianyan frowned: "You mean... they're trapped inside?"

"Very likely."

These two Haier brothers are a bit unlucky; they always encounter unusual situations when they go on missions.

Tianyan glanced at the vanished barrier, then at his own injuries. His injuries had improved slightly after advancing in rank; he only needed to apply another layer of healing ointment to be fine.

Moreover, at my current speed, I can get there quickly: "I understand, I'll go take a look now."

Masamichi Yagami was silent for a moment, then his voice turned serious: "Go. You are the closest combat force to Osaka, and your strength is enough to handle most situations. Once you arrive, first confirm the safety of Nanami and Haibara. If the situation inside the barrier is beyond your control, don't try to hold on. Find an opportunity to withdraw, and then we will make further arrangements."

Tianyan hung up the phone, looked up at the distant horizon, put away his phone, took a deep breath, and his purple-gold wings unfolded behind him before he suddenly flapped them.

His body shot into the sky like a cannonball, so fast that the air was torn apart in front of him, creating a white shockwave. The city behind him blurred in the blink of an eye and was left far behind.

Osaka.

Several hours later, Tianyan saw the barrier.

It was an opaque film, stretching across the city like an inverted black bowl, enveloping the entire city, with fine, flowing patterns of magical energy on its surface.

He landed at the edge of the barrier, reached out and touched it. His fingertips went straight through without any resistance. He took a deep breath and passed through the thin membrane.

The moment I entered, a feeling of weightlessness washed over me, as if the ground beneath my feet had suddenly vanished.

His vision blurred for a moment, and all the light and color spun, stretched, and distorted rapidly, like an oil painting that had been splashed with water.

When his vision returned, he was already hundreds of meters in the air, with the city of Osaka stretching out below him, its dense buildings unfolding before him.

His lips twitched slightly: "Random teleportation?"

The wind howled in his ears, and the ground rapidly magnified in his vision. He could see scattered flames burning on the street below, several buildings emitting black smoke, and a few enormous cursed spirits darting between the streets and through the sky, causing occasional destruction—a scene reminiscent of a monster invasion.

His body was still falling.

But he didn't panic. With a thought, purple-gold magical power surged from his back and condensed into a pair of huge wings behind him. His falling speed decreased sharply, and he drew an arc in the air, hovering in mid-air.

He could sense countless fluctuations of magical power scattered in the shadows of the city below, some strong, some weak, some moving, some still, like countless chess pieces randomly thrown into a chessboard.

Then he sensed two auras approaching from the side.

One swooped down from the right at an astonishing speed, like a cannonball shooting through a building, while another flanked from the left at a lower altitude, with a more agile trajectory.

The figure on the right was the first to rush in front of him. It was a man, but what was most striking was the huge helicopter rotor above his head, which was part of his body. The blades were spinning at high speed, making a buzzing sound.

His body was slightly tilted, and the edges of the propeller blades gleamed with a metallic cold light, clearly enhanced by magical power, enough to cut through steel.

"Kid, you're flying pretty high! Take this!" The voice was rough and strained, carrying a mocking malice.

The propeller man slashed horizontally towards Tianyan at an extremely fast speed, the spinning blades leaving streaks of silver-white afterimages in the air, the angle was tricky, and the distance was rapidly closing.

Tianyan did not dodge. He simply raised his right hand, spread his five fingers, and purplish-gold spell power condensed in his palm, forming a layer of spell power armor that appeared on his palm.

"clang!"

The moment the blade sliced ​​into his palm, a loud sound rang out.

The sound was like a deafening crash of metal against metal, exploding in the air and scattering sparks.

The propeller man's pupils contracted sharply, his body tilting from the impact and his spin halted: "What?! It didn't cut off! My propeller... was blocked?!"

Tianyan's palm remained completely still, without leaving even a scratch. However, a noticeable, jagged chip appeared on the propeller blade.

"Your technique... is quite interesting."

Tianyan flipped his wrist, his five fingers came together, and he precisely grabbed a rotating blade, then twisted it sharply.

"Snap!"

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The blade broke off at the root, and the propeller man lost his balance, spinning several times in the air like a bird with broken wings. All his flight paths were falling out of control. Tianyan didn't give him time to react, and his right fist slammed out from above, hitting him precisely on the head.

"Bang!

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The sound was muffled, like a punch hitting an old bell. The propeller man's body plummeted straight to the ground like a cannonball, crashing through the roof of a building and disappearing into the rising dust.

The figure on the left reacted the instant they saw this scene.

She was originally in a flanking position, rapidly approaching from low altitude, but the moment she saw the propeller man being shot down, her pupils suddenly contracted, her body abruptly stopped in mid-air, and then she made a completely opposite judgment.

Her arms began to deform during high-speed flight, her skin melting and reshaping into a pair of white wings. These wings were not formed from magical energy, but rather structures that grew from her arms and ribs, resembling the wings of a miniature fighter jet, with the wingtips cutting through the air with sharp, piercing sounds.

With her wings outstretched, her body traced an arc in the air as she sped off in the opposite direction, even faster than when she had previously flanked the enemy.

"This person is too strong! I can't beat him!"

Tianyan glanced at the figure that was speeding away, then with a gentle flap of his wings, his figure vanished from his spot and reappeared behind her in the next second, his purple-gold wings casting a shadow behind her.

His right hand reached out and precisely grabbed the back of her neck.

"Why are you running?"

The woman screamed and instinctively tried to cut Tianyan's arm with the edge of the wing. The sharpness of the wingtip was enough to cut through the carapace of an ordinary cursed spirit. Tianyan simply gripped her arm lightly, and the woman immediately felt a tremendous force on the back of her neck. An electric-like numbness exploded in her body, and then everything went black before her eyes, and she fainted.

Tianyan tightened his grip, lifting her into his hand. He flapped his wings slightly, hovering in mid-air. He glanced down at the ground below, then at the unconscious woman in his hand.

"We'll ask them questions after they land."

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He landed on the street.

The propeller man was lying in a shallow crater, surrounded by broken bricks and shattered glass. His head had returned to a normal human shape, but his forehead and cheeks were covered with abrasions, and his eyelids were twitching slightly.

Tianyan threw the woman next to the man, then created two balls of seawater and threw them at the two of them.

The propeller man and the wing woman immediately woke up. Upon seeing Tianyan, they retreated and leaned against the broken wall of the ruins, their eyes filled with vigilance and fear.

The propeller-wielding man spoke first, his voice hoarse: "Who...who are you?"

Tianyan almost burst out laughing when he saw this scene. The way they looked, anyone who didn't know better would think they were the victims, as if they weren't the ones who suddenly attacked Tianyan earlier.

"Who I am is not important. What is important is, do you know what happened here? Why did you attack me?"

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"I don't know what happened here."

The propeller-wielding man shook his head: "We were caught up in this too. I was walking down the street that day when suddenly a barrier descended, and then that text appeared in my mind, saying it was a game called 'Death Extinction Migration.' Everyone has to participate and get a perfect score to leave, otherwise... you'll never get out."

"Killing a sorcerer earns five points, killing an ordinary person earns one point, and the score for a cursed spirit is based on its strength."

Tianyan's heart stirred slightly. He did recognize the name. He had already made a guess when he saw the barrier that could cover such a large area, and now this man's words proved that his idea was correct.

I didn't expect that the Death Migration had already started. If I remember correctly, there should be other barriers in existence, covering almost the entire country. I wonder how it is in other places.

Now that he had a general understanding of the situation, he felt more confident. He looked at the two people's faces, and they matched the portraits in some documents he remembered.