The person was chanting a curse, but their hands were wielding the black magic.

boom!!!

The massive, beast-like Yun crashed violently to the side, the groans of twisted metal mingling with the shattering of glass!

The immense inertia caused the UAV to lose control and crash violently into a five-story building that was already teetering on the side!

Rumble!!!

The building's load-bearing columns broke under the horrific impact, and the entire building collapsed and crumbled from top to bottom like a toppled block!

Bricks, concrete blocks, and steel bars rained down like a storm, instantly engulfing the tangled Yuncheng (a traditional Chinese transportation hub) and stirring up a cloud of dust that blotted out the sun.

The chaos, the crashes, and the deafening noises of collapse perfectly masked all other sounds.

Just as the impact occurred, smoke and dust rose, and Reggie's attention was drawn to the devastating collision.

Fu Hei scrambled and crawled dozens of meters away, then his hands formed hand seals again without hesitation!

"Nue!"

This time, there were no obstacles.

The Jade Dog has vanished, the Rabbit has been sacrificed, and the summoning slots are now completely empty!

Violent!

A majestic cry pierced through the smoke and dust as the enormous owl shikigami tore through the smoke screen and swooped down, its broad back precisely sweeping over Fushiguro Megumi's head.

Using the momentum of its forward charge, it leaped up with all its might, grabbing the feathers on the neck of the Nue with both hands, and was lifted off the ground like a broken sack!

I've run away, brothers.

Nue flapped its wings with all its might, stirring up air currents, and carried the battered Fushiguro Megumi, flying rapidly into the depths of Tokyo's chaotic skyline.

Below, the roar of the collapsing building gradually subsided, leaving only tumbling bricks and stones, and the dust slowly settling.

In the pile of rubble, the two twisted and deformed truck wrecks suddenly moved, and the severely deformed cab door was kicked off from the inside by a tremendous force.

Reggie crawled out of the deformed cockpit somewhat disheveled.

His peculiar feathered robe had several charred and torn edges, his blond hair was covered in dust, and there were several abrasions on his cheeks.

But there was no sign of defeat in his eyes.

"I can't believe they could do that!"

Reggie dusted himself off, tilted his head back, and squinted at Nue and Fushiguro Megumi, who had become tiny black dots in the sky and were rapidly disappearing into the distance. He muttered to himself everything that had happened in the blink of an eye.

I guess I can't forget you.

Reggie didn't give chase immediately. He simply stood there, closed his eyes, seemingly deep in thought.

"It seems we have no choice but to use that tactic..."

Reggie murmured to himself, reached into his robe, and slowly pulled out a unique contract from the lining of his bill-wearing robe.

This paper was not blank; it was covered with complex and ancient runes written in ink that resembled dried blood.

In the very center is a distorted pattern, like a shackle.

During the awakening process, he seemed completely unconcerned about Fu Hei's escape, appearing utterly confident.

"A new sign!"

After a simple incantation, the filthy blond hair disappeared into the ruins.

hum!

Fukuro continued to fly over Tokyo, but the calm environment made him hesitate a few times.

Why didn't Reggie attack again? The collapse attack shouldn't have been enough to completely incapacitate him.

call out!

A faint, almost imperceptible dark red line of blood.

Without warning, it shot out from the shadow of a tall building below, piercing the Nue's struggling left wing with unparalleled precision at a speed exceeding that of a bullet!

The pheasant let out a painful and angry shriek.

Its massive body suddenly tilted, its flight instantly spiraling out of control, and it spun and plummeted dozens of meters before barely managing to stabilize itself.

However, his left wing was already covered in blood, and his movements were noticeably sluggish.

"Bleeding?!"

Fukuro's pupils contracted sharply, and his heart sank.

He recognized the move; it was the "Crimson Blood Manipulation Technique," a secret technique of the Kamo family, one of the three founding families.

A new enemy?

Why would it appear at this time and place? And why would it so accurately lock onto me flying high in the sky?

Before Fu Hei could think it through...

call out!call out!call out!

Three more streaks of blood pierced through the air, shooting in from completely different angles and from different shadowy ruins! The angles were deadly, sealing off Nue's main escape routes!

"Disarmed!"

Fuhei Hui made a decisive decision.

With a mournful cry, the nymph vanished into black light, returning to its shadow.

Without any support, Fushiguro Megumi plummeted from a height of 100 meters! The howling wind tore at her wounds.

As he fell, he desperately adjusted his posture while scanning downwards with lightning speed, trying to pinpoint the attacker's location.

"Bang!"

He crashed heavily onto a pile of relatively soft construction debris; despite the cushioning, he still saw stars.

Then, he saw it.

Less than twenty meters ahead of him, on that relatively flat open space of ruins, two figures had been standing quietly for some time.

It was Reggie and a sorcerer he had never seen before.

He was tall and thin, dressed in tattered clothes, looking like a corpse pulled from an ancient coffin.

Lifeless, like a doll.

On the hand he raised, blood emanating from his fingertips was slowly dripping, a testament to the spell caster who had just used "Blood Piercing."

companion?

Before Fukuro could fully grasp the current situation, Reggie began to explain on his own.

"This is my last trump card. I've gone bankrupt trying to deal with you!"

After saying that, he took out another contract.

As the contract burned, on the other side of Reggie's empty space, the air distorted, and another figure slowly materialized from the void.

Do you know what a contract of servitude is?

Seeing the undisguised shock in Fushiguro Megumi's eyes, Reggie kindly explained:

"Although not many families do this nowadays, there were quite a few such contracts in our time."

Fuhei also noticed that the person who was summoned was ashen-faced, like Shen'er who had been summoned, and had no trace of life.

However, Reggie's magic is such that he can give commands to the symbol.

A joke that seemed like a playful remark from a past life has now been realized in a strange and unsettling way.

Holy crap, T0 population selling Reggie?!

The level of development and the hellish atmosphere far exceed our imagination!

The next moment, a brand new technique was unleashed, and Fushiguro Megumi's pupils constricted.

We can't beat them!

We simply can't beat them!

Under the siege of the two contractors, and with Reggie himself watching with predatory eyes before he could even make a real move, Fukuro, in his current state of being severely injured and on the verge of death, with his curse power exhausted and his shikigami restricted, would only face certain death if he stayed behind!

Fu Hei, like a frightened bird, ran, rolled, and hid frantically among the ruins.

Using the broken wall as cover to evade pursuit, they stumbled and fled in what they thought might be a safe direction.

But the situation in Tokyo was far more complex than he had imagined.

With the damaged buildings and collapsed, blocked roads, Fukuro could only rely on the remaining memories in his mind to search for a feasible escape route.

I don't know how long I fled, how many blocks I crossed, or how many ruins I traversed.

Fushiguro Megumi's vision began to blur, her ears were ringing, her lungs were burning, and every breath she took carried the smell of blood.

He didn't know where he was running; he just instinctively fled in the direction where the buildings were denser and it seemed easier to hide.

Finally, after narrowly avoiding another bloody stab that grazed his scalp, Fu Hei staggered out of a narrow alleyway, where a bright and open space suddenly appeared before him—

Suddenly, it became familiar.

This is a magnificent, enormous oval building.

The roof had partially collapsed and the walls were covered in cracks, but the main structure still stood stubbornly.

This is……

Fushiguro Megumi raised her head blankly, staring at the familiar, huge barbell logo and the broken lettering, her mind completely blank.

Why...did you escape here?

Tokyo International Stadium

Several large characters are clearly printed on the side of the building.

Isn't this the venue for the legendary weightlifting competition?!

Is this a case of "what you think about during the day, you dream about at night"?

Fu Hei hoped this was all just a dream.

Behind him, the sharp whooshing sound of air being torn apart drew closer again, as if announcing the countdown to Fu Hei's death.

Fu Hei could only force a sinister smile.

I slowly stepped into this place of destiny.