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

As lightning clashed with shadows, in another corner of Tokyo, a second equally ferocious battle was once again leveling the ruins.

A blazing white cannon of magical energy erupted from Shi Liulong's hair, swept across the sky, and crashed into a cluster of office buildings that had not yet completely collapsed!

boom--!

Wherever the cursed cannon passed, buildings collapsed layer by layer from top to bottom, shattering the remaining structures into dust.

Shi Liulong tidied the strand of curly hair on his forehead that was slightly messy in the strong wind.

As if admiring a masterpiece, he looked smugly at the dust and smoke that had been stirred up by his own curse.

However, that composure froze in the next instant.

"What's wrong with you?!"

Shi Liulong's brows furrowed unusually.

"That was already the maximum power of your spell! How did you even dodge it?!"

As the smoke dissipated, Fu Heishen stood there, completely unharmed.

The Heavenly Curse grants Shen'er a perception far exceeding that of a sorcerer.

They even possess terrifying foresight and control over their own bodies, the trajectory of enemy attacks, and the destruction of the surrounding environment.

It is like a dragon in flight before an offensive that still needs to build up strength.

Shi Liulong spat, his curse power suddenly receding, and his muscles bulged instantly.

"Then let's engage in close combat!"

Still using elbow techniques.

The power of the spell was infused into the limbs and bones!

The ground beneath their feet cracked under the sudden surge of immense force.

Shi Liulong abandoned the ineffective long-range bombardment and chose to use his enhanced physical body to engage in the most savage close combat!

He unleashed a powerful spell to boost his own power, like a cannonball, and slammed it into Shen'er's face.

A powerful punch, imbued with potent magical energy, slammed down!

However, Shen'er reacted even faster.

Just as Shi Liulong's fist was about to strike, he shifted his body slightly to the side, and at the same time, his right hand swept from his waist.

The short blade he obtained from Naoya gleamed coldly as it thrust straight at Shi Liulong's unsuspecting wrist!

Clang!

The short blade struck the Stone Dragon's skin, producing a dull thud as if it had struck iron armor, without penetrating the defenses in the slightest.

"Is that a toy knife?"

Shi Liulong grinned maliciously, and the cursed power in his fist erupted a second time!

Bang!

The short blade was forcefully bent and shattered, scattering fragments everywhere!

Shi Liulong reacted extremely quickly, his left fist following almost simultaneously, delivering an even more concealed uppercut towards Shen Er's ribs.

Two consecutive suppressions!

But Shen Er seemed to have anticipated it, his right elbow slumped down and snapped outward as if he had foreseen it, once again deflecting the fatal blow by a hair's breadth.

横截

Shen Er raised his left arm and precisely positioned it below Shi Liulong's wrist, using skillful force to cut off the trajectory of his power.

Parry.

Shi Liulong followed up with a right punch aimed at his face, then his right elbow slid down and struck outwards, deflecting the attack once more.

Boom! Boom!

The two punches that were deflected could only explode in the air with terrifying magical power, like bombs being ignited and then plowing a deep pit.

"Again!"

Seeing his attacks repeatedly fail, Shi Liulong's competitive spirit reached its peak, and he poured his magical power into his fists and palms.

With the added power of the spell, the double fists that attacked again in mid-air were several times faster and more ferocious than the previous attack.

However, even though Shen Er's body was only within that short distance, Shi Liulong's swinging fists could not hit him, not even by a fraction.

Shi Liulong, who was too focused on attack power, naturally revealed his weakness.

boom!Boom!

Shen Er retaliated with his fists tightly closed!

The blow struck his ribs directly, and Shi Liulong staggered backward.

skill.

This is the instinct of the Heavenly Tyrant Fuheishener, who surpasses the vast majority of sorcerers.

It wasn't achieved through the amplification of magical power, but rather by tempering the human body to its extreme.

Anticipation, interception, deflection, counterattack...

Each step is like the precise meshing of a machine, neutralizing the opponent's most powerful attack with minimal cost.

But that's all. Even with bare hands, Shen Er couldn't penetrate the absolute defense constructed by this vast magical power.

"Feed".

Shi Liulong steadied himself and his gaze fell on the strangely shaped short blade at Shen Er's waist.

"Why don't you take out the knife from your waist? Is that a toy knife too?"

Shen Er glanced subconsciously at the Heavenly Reverse Blade at his waist, remained silent, and readjusted his stance.

"You bastard..."

Battlefield gourmet Shi Liulong still offered his evaluation of his opponent, Shen Er.

"Really..."

"Dung!"

Without a doubt, to Shi Liulong, Shen Er was nothing but a dung monster.

What do you mean I can't hit the opponent at all?

Although Shen'er's attacks posed no threat to Shi Liulong, the frustration of missing his attacks greatly annoyed Shi Liulong.

Imagine this: in a game, you face an enemy whose damage output is low, but whose aggro is always locked onto you.

Unfortunately, your attacks can't hit him, so you can only let him keep harassing you.

Shi Liulong felt as if he were in the middle of the night, utterly helpless, hearing mosquitoes buzzing incessantly in his ear.

Shi Liulong was helpless against Shen Er.

What a dung monster!

"It's not sweet at all!"

"I'm not eating!"

Furthermore, he could sense from the battle that Shen'er had no magical power whatsoever, so Shi Liulong originally intended to leave.

But Fu Hei just happened to be there to make Shen Er a dung monster.

Want to escape?

Did I approve it?

boom!boom!

The heavy punch landed again on Shi Liulong, who had already turned around and was about to leave.

"You bastard!"

……

……

Meanwhile, Fushiguro was already playing subway parkour on the Tokyo subway platforms.

"Huff huff"

Heavy breathing echoed in the enclosed space.

Fu Hei lay sprawled on the broad back of the jade dog, his hands gripping the thick, coarse fur behind its neck tightly.

This allowed him to temporarily escape the limitations of relying solely on his legs for movement, gaining a valuable mobility advantage in complex and harsh terrain.

Compared to the primitive man, Lu Ziyun, who was chasing after him on his legs.

Fukuro has also started playing item races.

call out!

Cracks of concrete crackling with blinding purple lightning tore through the atmosphere at terrifying speed, grazing past Fushiguro Megumi's ear and the fur on Tamagu's back.

"All you do is run away, is that it?!"

Lu Ziyun's displeased voice rang out from behind. Since entering the platform, Fu Hei had been constantly guerrilla-style fleeing.

Because he knew that in Lu Ziyun's presence, close combat would still lead to certain death.

Another stone, brimming with electrical magic, was launched and struck the Jade Dog's hind leg hard!

The burst of lightning caused Yu Quan to stumble, nearly throwing Fu Hei Hui away.

Fu Hei rolled and landed, his mind racing at the same time:

"Jade Dog, release!"

"Nue!"

The jade dog that was chasing behind turned into black mist and disappeared.

The next second, Nue's sharp cry rang out in the narrow tunnel as it pounced on Lu Ziyun, who was chasing after it, using similar electrical resistance as a defense to buy Fu Hei a moment's respite.

Finally, after struggling once again into an even narrower and deeper maintenance passage, and enduring the numbness and excruciating pain from an electric shock to his shoulder.

"arrive."

Fu Hei smiled, as if he had seen the dawn of victory.

The fifth underground level is the most enclosed space that Fuheike can reach.

Lu Ziyun followed closely behind, blocking the only entrance.

Purple lightning crackled around him, illuminating his face, which was etched with impatience and murderous intent.

It also reflects the suffocating outline of this enclosed space.

"Did they choose their own coffin by escaping to this rat hole?"

Lu Ziyun flicked his wrist; he was tired of the chase.

All I want to do is kill Fu Hei as quickly as possible.

Fushiguro Megumi did not answer, but simply formed a palm seal with his hands, instantly summoning magical power.

Lu Ziyun also noticed this strange phenomenon.

Has the scope of this field been expanded?

The sorcerer's extensive experience in combat led him to conclude that Fukuro might launch a counterattack in the territory.

However, what Fukuro formed was not the initial seal for the expansion of the domain.

"Ten Shadows Technique—"

Fu Hei's hoarse voice echoed in the enclosed space, and his cursed power surged recklessly into the exceptionally thick shadow beneath his feet.

"Full of elephants!"

Fuhei has yet to demonstrate that the elephant has the ability to create large bodies of water!