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

scoff!

The blade sliced ​​through flesh and magical defenses with a dull thud that made your teeth ache.

The figures of the Zhibi people have turned into countless afterimages, slicing around the Tuogen at high speed.

With each flash, a new wound explodes on the cursed spirit's body.

However, the roar of the Thug contained less pain and more rage.

Even without the guaranteed hit from the domain, the seawater continues to provide it with power and cover while it is on its home turf.

In the intervals between the fierce and torrential strikes, Tuogen's bloated body suddenly sank, and the surrounding seawater instantly boiled.

Hundreds of fish-shaped spirits surged forth like a barrier, using their bodies as shields to forcefully block the Naobi people's subsequent pursuit.

"That brat surnamed Fu Hei!"

With a swift movement, Naoki retreated to a distance on the sea, brandishing his cracked black sword, his tone clearly displeased:

"Don't you have any decent magical artifacts?"

"I'm sorry." Fu Hei's voice sounded sincere.

"This is my best knife."

Fu Hei wasn't lying.

The wandering clouds are a stick, not a knife.

After all, the Cloud-Wandering, a top-grade spell artifact, was a key prop he had reserved for the real performance to come.

Fuhei still wanted to keep a low profile.

Relying solely on the Naobi, a top-tier, highly experienced main force, equipped with cursed artifacts, even with the opponent's guaranteed-hit domain failing...

can win.

"snort!"

The Zhibi man said no more, his cloudy old eyes flashed with a sharp light, and he locked onto his target again.

However, Torghen clearly changed his strategy.

"Gurgle..."

A humming sound filled with resentment came from the deep sea.

Tōgen's pure black eyes, devoid of any whites, passed over the rapidly moving Naobi and fixed their gaze firmly on Fukuro.

The cursed spirit has identified the key.

This incomplete realm, the source of this chaotic battlefield, is the fulcrum that holds everything together.

boom!!!

The sea level suddenly rose! Thousands of fish-shaped gods no longer attacked in scattered formations, but instead converged into a devastating torrent.

A terrifying giant wave, tens of meters high, surged down upon the immobile Fu Hei with overwhelming force!

Is it over?

No.

A figure, like the most solid defensive line, appeared without warning between the darkness and the giant wave of death.

A sharp suit and impeccably styled blond hair stood out against Fu Hei's dark figure.

"Ten-stroke incantation!"

The short-handled spell implement, wrapped in bandages, instantly completed the binding and proportional division of spell power.

Swing a knife.

A perfectly condensed slash silently disappeared into the surging torrent of shikigami.

A series of muffled explosions rang out!

The attack was unstoppable, splitting a gap in the mighty torrent!

Seawater and debris crashed down from both sides of Fukuro, but Nanami stood still, her hair and clothes fluttering in the blast, without harming Fukuro in the slightest.

"Fukuguro-kun".

Nanami's voice came through steadily:

"Please maintain control of the territory; leave the rest to us."

A reliable and mature man!

An indescribable sense of security instantly dispelled the chill in Fu Heixin's heart.

"Hui! Don't be so arrogant!"

On the other side, Zenin Maki wielded her naginata, forming a pincer movement with Nanami, cutting down the shikigami that had slipped through the net, and firmly guarding Fushiguro's flank.

The afterimages reappeared, and the attack became even more rapid!

Within the absolute defensive line constructed by Nanami and Maki, Naobi pushed the speed of his projecting spells to the extreme, his blade flashing like a net, constantly adding wounds to Tagore's body.

The dragon let out an angry shriek, and its massive body sank sharply downwards, completely disappearing into the unfathomable depths of the sea, leaving only a churning whirlpool behind.

"Trying to escape?"

The Naobi frowned, about to give chase, but found that his high-speed projection was subject to great resistance and refraction in the water, and his trajectory and speed began to stagnate.

"It's trying to stall for time!"

Nanami immediately saw through his intentions and said in a deep voice:

"Fukuguro-kun's domain can't last forever. Once the domain's resistance fails, its guaranteed hit effect will return, and we'll be in danger!"

The seawater surged, and the figure of Tuogen disappeared into the depths of darkness, clearly using its home-field advantage to move around and recover, waiting for the moment when Fuhei was exhausted.

The pressure returned to Fukuro's shoulders.

The hands that were holding the incantation were already trembling.

Why is this body so weak!

Haki, you've received five rounds of guidance since you were a kid, how come you're still only a level 2 sorcerer?!

He could sense that his [Hermetically Intertwined Dark Court] was slowly disintegrating in its struggle against [Sweeping Horizon].

The edges of the shadows began to blur, and the sea was regaining dominance.

Time is not on their side.

Fukuro's mind was working at an unprecedented speed. The Thing lurked into the deep sea, and the speed of the Nagahi was slowed by the water.

A direct assault won't work; we have to force it out. We must make it come out on its own. What is it that it can't tolerate and that makes it have to show itself?

In a flash, a scene from the "original work" flashed through my mind.

Have it.

"Nue."

Fu Hei whispered.

The shadow beneath his feet writhed. The shikigami did not fully emerge, but instead merged half of its body into the shadow, extending only its claws and long beak, which flickered with unstable blue-white lightning.

"Maki-senpai, Nanami-san, head of the family, please leave the sea area immediately!"

"What?" Everyone was stunned for a moment, but they reacted immediately.

In an instant, the ye, which had merged into the sea, suddenly plunged its claws, which were flashing with violent lightning, into the seawater beneath its feet!

Sizzle sizzle sizzle!

A piercing crackling sound of electricity resounded throughout the entire area! A dazzling blue-white light instantly illuminated the dark seabed.

Countless thick arcs of electricity, centered on the Nue, surged wildly into the seawater, spreading and exploding indiscriminately toward the area where the Tuogen was hiding!

Seawater is an excellent conductor.

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[The True Story of Lu Ziyun]

"Electric discharge in water!!!"

"roar!"

A agonizing roar erupted from the seabed!

The enormous shadow churned violently, and countless fish-like spirits, paralyzed by electric shocks or even carbonized, floated belly up to the surface of the sea.

The Torgen, a cursed spirit born from the resentment of the ocean, is clearly less resistant to electricity than to physical attacks.

The intense numbness and burning pain made it impossible to hide any longer.

"Well done, kid!"

The Naobi man laughed loudly, and his figure, which had been poised to attack, vanished in an instant.

Anticipating the trajectory of the dragon's instinctive ascent due to pain and numbness, it appeared directly above the dragon as it was about to break through the water!

"it's over."

The old patriarch's voice was flat and emotionless.

He held the black knife, which was covered in cracks, with both hands in the most standard thrusting posture, the tip pointing downwards.

All the magical power in his body, his lifelong combat experience, and the kinetic energy brought by the extreme speed granted by the projection spell were concentrated on this simple and unadorned thrust.

The ferocious head of the Tuogen bursting out of the water.

The awe-inspiring figure of the Naobi people stabbing downwards from mid-air.

The tip of the black knife is covered with cracks.

In an instant, the three elements converge perfectly on a single line.

puff!

The tip of the black knife pierced through the top of Tuogen's head, penetrating all its core magical power and life force, and protruding half a foot from its jaw.

Tuogen's movements froze.

The violent and resentful look in his pure black eyes quickly faded, leaving them empty.

Its massive body began to disintegrate, turning into primordial cursed dust from the pierced wounds, mingling with the seawater and falling down in a soft rustling sound.

The sky, the sea, the shikigami... everything began to peel away and dissipate like pieces of a faded oil painting.

"It worked...?"

Maki looked at the gradually revealed original appearance of the underground station and the dissipating remains of the cursed spirit, feeling somewhat incredulous.

"Ah, that's temporarily resolved."

Nanami adjusted his glasses, scanning the platform warily as it was once again shrouded in dim light. The crisis seemed to have passed, but his unease hadn't dissipated.

The Naobi landed on a nearby broken support pillar, shook his empty hand, and clicked his tongue:

"The knife's gone. But well done, kid from the Fukuro family..."

"Fu Hei..."

"Fukuhiro?!"

wrong.

Everyone sensed something was wrong.

With Tuogen dead and his domain completely dissipated, the surrounding area should have returned to the ruins of an ordinary underground station.

However, the area in the center of the station, within a radius of about twenty meters, was still shrouded in an incredibly thick shadow, as if it could absorb light.

That's Fushiguro Megumi's territory—

Chimeric dark shadow court.

"Why hasn't he broken free of the domain yet?!"

Amidst the astonished gazes of the crowd, the [Inlaid Dark Courtyard] still occupied a corner of the station.

And within that shadowy area, the boundaries were deliberately defined by the station's load-bearing walls, columns, and other physical structures.

Fushiguro, by using the building's outline, once again supported the territory.

Besides Fu Hei, a second figure stood quietly among them.

His figure was tall and muscular, with muscle lines resembling those of ancient Greek bronze sculptures.

His short, black hair was loose, obscuring part of his face, revealing only a pair of empty, pure black eyes.

It was Heaven that sent a tyrant, who was extremely tyrannical.

"The timing is perfect."

Having mastered the original work, Fukuro deliberately controlled the duration of his battle with Torghast.

Success will end Torghast before Shen arrives.

Then maintain the domain, imprisoning this tyrant within it.

"Sorry, but before that, you'll have to spend some time with me in this field."

The body, bound by heaven and curses, should not have been captured or trapped by any domain.

But now, they are trapped within the domain!

Because Fukuro's domain is not an incomplete domain!

Fushiguro took advantage of the fact that buildings were needed to form the outer shell of the domain.

It is not a barrier constructed with pure magic, but rather a physical barrier.

They successfully trapped the Heavenly Emperor and the Tyrant, who had no magical powers.

"The theory is feasible, and the practice... is complete!"

Looking at Shen Er in front of him, and at his own masterpiece, Fu Hei's eyes shone with an astonishing light.

How about trying to attack another incomplete area?

"Try to stall for even one minute!"

However, just as Fu Hei finished speaking...

The figure that had been standing silently in the area disappeared.

No, it didn't disappear.

It's an extreme, purely physical outburst!

Fuhei didn't even see the movement clearly, he only felt an indescribable gust of evil wind rushing towards him!

My field of vision was completely filled by a fist that kept getting bigger.

At this moment, the tyrant is still just a killing machine.

In that critical moment, what replaced it was Fu Hei's almost voiceless scream:

"Dad! It's me, Fu Hei! Don't elbow me!"