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

Which is better, the water clock or the clepsydra?

Fu Hei said, "Both are possible!"

It seemed to confirm Fukuro's fanatical thoughts.

boom!

A violent explosion erupted at low altitude, unleashing a storm of magical energy turbulence, with scorching air currents and concrete debris raining down upon the area below.

The battle has reached a fever pitch.

In the original work, when facing the spirit Shen'er, Tuogen assessed its speed as possibly surpassing that of the water clock.

Before the dust had settled, a figure shot out from the middle at an astonishing speed, crashing heavily into a pillar that had not yet completely collapsed, producing a dull thud.

It's a water clock.

A streak of dark red blood had already appeared at the corner of its mouth.

With one hand supporting him on the ground, as the power of the spell surged, his arm, which had been fractured and deformed by You Yun's attack, cracked and quickly recovered.

But his breathing became noticeably disordered for a moment.

The speeds may be comparable, but the difference in the activation mode determines the balance of the rhythm.

Gathering magical power, constructing spells, and unleashing attacks, even if the process is already extremely fast.

And when facing a tyrant, all you need to do is act.

To swing, to thrust.

There is no wind-up or incantation required; every strike, driven purely by physical reaction and the instinct to kill, is a fraction faster than the formation of a spell.

This seemingly minor difference was magnified in a top-level match, firmly suppressing Louhu into a passive defensive position, leaving him struggling to cope.

With its exceptional physique, the Heavenly Curse Brings an overwhelming advantage in pure melee combat and close-quarters fighting!

The smoke and dust finally dissipated.

In the center where the flames and storm still lingered, the bare-chested figure slowly emerged.

Even now, several new charred marks have appeared on his body, with embers still stubbornly burning at the edges, emitting a faint sizzling sound.

But Shen'er's steps were as steady as a rock, as if those injuries that would make even a first-level warlock howl in pain were just a little dust.

His face was expressionless, and his pure black eyes coldly reflected the image of the water clock.

That kind of gaze.

The water clock was only experienced by one being.

That white-haired, six-eyed monster, like the embodiment of rules—

Gojo Satoru!

And now, this terrifying pressure is descending once again upon a human who has no magical power.

Don't underestimate me!

A roar of fury, touched by the deepest shame and fear, erupted from the depths of the sieve's throat.

As a proud spirit, and as a new human being, I will never allow my pride to be trampled on like this!

boom!!!

Centered on the water clock, the temperature within a radius of 100 meters rose wildly again! The remaining water on the ground was instantly vaporized.

The concrete began to soften and drip, and the twisted steel bars turned a dark red.

"How sweet!"

Compared to the heart-pounding trio, Fushiguro's niche had completely shifted to wanting to risk everything to watch the battle unfold.

At the same time, one can't help but feel a little worried for Shen Er, who has gained the upper hand on the battlefield.

While it's true that the physical body of the Heavenly Curse has the upper hand in close combat, the duel between spells cannot be determined solely by the numerical values ​​on the character panel.

Compatibility, performance on the spot, environmental factors... all have an impact.

This is the true essence of debate!

Only ever-changing possibilities!

Faced with the tyrant's renewed attack, Louhu neither dodged nor avoided, but a fierce glint flashed in his single eye, and he slammed his hands together in front of his chest!

"Spell: Firefly Insect!"

hum!

The flames and magical power surrounding the water clock did not erupt outwards; instead, they compressed and split rapidly inwards.

They transformed into countless miniature shikigami, each the size of a fist and resembling a fiery red beetle!

Instantly, the insects densely filled the space dozens of meters in front of the water clock, coalescing into a buzzing cloud of insects!

It produced a humming vibration that sent chills down your spine.

He paused for a moment, then ignored the sudden thrust and brazenly charged into the insect cloud!

laugh!

The tip of the cloud easily ignited several fireflies, causing them to explode into small clusters of flame.

But there were just too many of these shikigami, one after another.

A large number of fireflies skillfully avoided Youyun's sharp edge, attached themselves to Youyun's staff, and even spread upwards along Shen'er's arm!

It's not the deadliest yet.

Buzz! Buzz! Buzz! Buzz! Buzz!

All the fireflies emitted high-frequency vibrations that exceeded the limits of human hearing at the same frequency!

This technique is indeed useless against Gojo Satoru.

But how many things in this world can actually harm Wu Tiao?

A pure sonic shockwave erupted instantly! The air visibly twisted and vibrated.

Nanami, Maki, and Naoki, who were watching from below, instantly felt a strong wave of dizziness and nausea.

The eardrums stung, and the internal organs churned violently, forcing the person to immediately use their magical power to protect their hearing and entire body.

And the first to bear the brunt was Fuheshen'er.

His rushing figure also froze for an extremely brief moment!

The heavens and the curses bestowed upon him a superhuman physique, granting him extreme resistance to physical attacks, curses, high temperatures, and toxins.

However, his resistance to this kind of invisible sound wave vibration that directly affects nerve reflexes and even the brain is obviously not unlimited.

Especially such a concentrated and high-frequency impact!

This stiffness may only last for 0.1 seconds, or even less.

But for competitors in the same category as the water clock, it is sufficient.

"Got you?"

Without the slightest hesitation, the water clock seized the moment when Shen Er's movements were slightly slowed by the impact of the sound waves, and the momentum of the sudden thrust of the water clock was slightly reduced.

His right fist, which had been poised to strike, slammed into the opening in Shen'er's chest that was slightly exposed due to his forward momentum!

The punch landed squarely on Fuheshen's chest and abdomen.

Time seemed to freeze for a moment before the blazing white light exploded.

boom!

Without any protective spells, his bare flesh directly clashed with the extremely compressed Flame Fist.

"Hit!"

The water clock allows you to clearly feel the sensation of shattering hard objects through your fist bones.

No matter how strong the body of the Heavenly Curse-Bound One is, the internal organs are ultimately the most vulnerable parts.

The high temperature and impact of this fiery punch were enough to melt a deep hole in steel.

The thud of the impact was terrifyingly deep, and a blinding white light exploded from the point of impact, instantly engulfing Shen'er's upper body.

The terrifying shockwave exploded in a ring, blasting him backward like a cannonball.

It crashed through several twisted steel bars and half a wall before finally stopping in a cloud of smoke and dust.

"snort."

To Fushiguro's surprise, the first sound he heard was a soft hum from Naobi beside him.

As if sensing Fu Hei's doubts, the battle-hardened patriarch offered his own answer.

"If it hit me, I'm afraid I wouldn't survive, but for that undead, I'm afraid..."

As if to confirm the assertion of the Jivi people.

Click.

The sound of rubble being disturbed came again from the depths of the smoke and dust.