The Infinite Powerhouse Mixed in with Sakura Dormitory

A terrifying, steel-like power emanated from the body, and the air itself materialized under the pressure of this extremely powerful force, emitting a crackling sound. Transparent ripples, like crystal, enveloped the leaflet.

The hand appeared and grabbed the flyer in the blink of an eye, suppressing the magic circle that was about to be activated.

Suddenly, Jiang Jing, who had been watching the show for a while, appeared. He had sensed it the moment the two entered the park, after all, the magical fluctuations on that fallen angel were not low.

However, he simply sat on the hillside, watching the show from miles away, and had no intention of intervening when the fallen angel was about to kill Hyoudou Issei.

As for the reason, of course it's because the other party is a man, not a beautiful woman, so what's the point of saving her? Jiang Jing isn't some saint; even if she were a beautiful woman, he would still have to consider his feelings.

The reason for this appearance is that Jiang Jing suddenly became interested in what was inside Hyoudou Kazuki's body and wanted to get his hands on it to study: "Do you want to live?"

"Heh heh..." Hyoudou Issei, who was already on the verge of death, coughed up blood bubbles and was unable to answer. However, the will to live that appeared in his eyes told Jiang Jing the answer.

Jiang Jing nodded in satisfaction: "Very good, I can save you, but the price is the so-called divine artifact inside your body. It's a fair deal."

"Just do as I say in a moment."

After saying that, Jiang Jing took what was on the spot and began to draw on the ground with Hyoudou Issei's blood as the center.

Fearing that Hyoudou Issei wouldn't be able to hold on, Jiang Jing moved very fast, his figure flashing with afterimages. In just a few breaths, a strange magic circle, five meters in diameter, incredibly complex, and radiating a scarlet light, was completed.

The moment the magic circle was formed, the pattern, which was clearly just drawn with the blood of ordinary people, began to emit a faint red light that flowed among the runes, giving off an ominous bloody aura.

An atmosphere of evil, eeriness, and absurdity began to spread.

"Whatever I say next, just repeat it in your mind. Remember, if you want to live, follow along, otherwise no one will care if you die." Jiang Jing looked calmly at Hyoudou Issei, who was almost on his last breath.

With his eyes slightly narrowed, Jiang Jing placed one hand behind his back and stretched the other out in front of him, palm down, facing Hyoudou Issei, chanting in a strange, chaotic ancient language.

“φψωξζδ…”

Even though his consciousness was already in a daze and he couldn't understand the rambling, chaotic ancient language that Hyoudou Issei was talking about, when Jiang Jing spoke, his voice seemed to resonate from the depths of his soul.

Driven by a survival instinct, Hyoudou Issei instinctively began to silently chant along.

At the same time, the true spirit deep within Jiang Jing's soul emitted an invisible light, which, in conjunction with the ancient chaotic language, instantly activated the sacrificial array below.

hum! !

In the darkness, a supreme, imperceptible, and indescribable power appeared out of thin air, formless and colorless, enveloping Jiang Jing and Hyoudou Issei within the sacrificial formation.

In an instant, the space within the formation solidified, time stood still, existing both outside and within the world.

Hyoudou Issei was also shocked to find that as the incantation was performed, his consciousness began to clear, and the life force that was constantly flowing out of his body also solidified. He immediately began to chant along with Jiang Jing with even greater concentration.

The complex and ineffable ancient language was very long, and Jiang Jing chanted it slowly and deliberately. At the end, the corners of Jiang Jing's mouth slightly turned up as he presided over the sacrificial array.

"The Thirteenth Law of the Chaos Codex: the Law of Fairness, Justice, Equality, and Trade. I will heal the wounds of the inferior beings before me, and they will reciprocate with trade goods."

"Therefore, let the ten-year lifespan of the lower beings before us be the fuel for this contract, and it shall be established."

moment

Hyoudou Issei felt something inside his body suddenly disappear, and a layer of gray light appeared from the void and enveloped them.

The power of the contract rules emerged from the darkness, and a negligible amount of energy stored in Jiang Jing's body disappeared out of thin air, while Hyoudou Issei's injuries were restored to normal in the blink of an eye.

However, before Hyoudou Issei could even feel a surge of joy, a soul-rending pain erupted, and in the hazy light, a gauntlet wrapped around the phantom of a deep red, transparent dragon emerged from his body.

Just as it emerged from Hyoudou Issei's body, the dragon shadow, exuding a terrifying aura that shook the heavens and the earth, was about to roar and struggle, but it was instantly suppressed by the gray light and turned into a palm-sized red ball of light, with no room for resistance.

"This is the so-called God-Slaying Gear, the Crimson Dragon Emperor's Gauntlets." Jiang Jing reached out and grasped the ball of light that sealed the divine artifact, probing inside with his spiritual power to examine it closely.

Suddenly, Jiang Jing's expression turned serious, and he narrowed his eyes: "I don't know the specifics of the fusion, but it really does have the aura of the origin of the gods. It really is a divine artifact."

"Although I don't know which level of the nine realms of the God-level I have reached yet, it seems I need to get serious."

Jiang Jing glanced indifferently at the boy who had fainted from the pain on the ground, then flipped his hand, put away the divine artifact, and disappeared in a flash, along with the strange magic array.

In the end, only Hyoudou Issei, whose clothes were torn at the chest and whose injuries had healed, lay unconscious on the ground in the park.

Just then, the flyer, no longer suppressed by the river view, emitted a dazzling red light and slowly unfolded into a teleportation magic circle in the air.

Immediately afterwards, a figure wearing a high school uniform, with long, fair legs exposed under a short skirt, and a voluptuous figure emerged from the magic circle.

I have to go out today, so I'll update early. By the way, I'd like to ask for your votes and favorites. I tried my luck on the test recommendation yesterday; let's see if I can get into the next round.

Chapter 27 Unit-01

The woman wore a white long-sleeved shirt with black patterns, which was slightly loose, highlighting her amazing bust and slender waist, and further emphasizing her round and alluring curves.

Beneath the red mini-skirt, her legs were straight, long, and shapely, almost taking up two-thirds of her entire body. To exaggerate a bit, it wouldn't be an exaggeration to say that everything below her neck was legs.

Her stunningly beautiful face boasted exquisite and perfect features, her calm and gentle gaze held a hint of indifference, and she exuded a mysterious and noble aura. Her allure and coldness intertwined, her nobility and mystery blended harmoniously, making her flawless.

Her long, flowing red hair swayed behind her as she walked, and her pert buttocks, encased in a short skirt, appeared very round and full, making it impossible not to be captivated by them.

Up close, you can admire her perfect figure and smell the fragrance emanating from her body, including the scent of shower gel and the unique natural scent of a girl.

Rias was taken aback when she emerged from the magic circle.

Because apart from Hyoudou Issei lying unconscious on the ground with his shirt slightly torn, the surroundings were very clean, and the splattered blood in front had mysteriously disappeared, which was completely different from what she had expected.

However, because it was too clean, it seemed abnormal.

"Has something unexpected happened?" Rias narrowed her eyes, focusing intently on sensing her surroundings, trying to discover something through the remaining aura.

"There's only a faint aura of a fallen angel." A faint red light flickered on her hand as Rias sensed the lingering aura around her with her magic. This was the only clue she found.

“But I don’t remember fallen angels having the ability to take divine artifacts without killing people.” Looking at Hyoudou Issei on the ground, Rias’s expression was very solemn at this moment.

Because the aura of the divine artifact that she had once sensed by chance was gone from Hyoudou Issei. And once a divine artifact is integrated into a person's body, it becomes one with their soul and body and cannot leave on its own.

There's only one possibility: it was taken away by someone.

"We don't know who did it, but judging from the scene, there must have been a third party involved."

"Angels, demons, fallen angels, or powerful figures from the Eastern Heavenly Court, or perhaps celestial-level awakened beings on Earth, or evil gods from another world?..."

For a moment, various forces came to mind for Rias, but in the end she still came up empty-handed, because over the years she had never heard of a way to strip away a host artifact without harming the host.

"Pity."

Looking at Hyoudou Issei on the ground, Rias, who had initially thought highly of him and wanted to take him as a familiar, shook her head slightly: "The divine artifact has been taken away. Perhaps it would be better for you to live as an ordinary person from now on."

Rias cast a low-level defensive spell on the boy on the ground to prevent him from being frozen by the night and harassed by insects. In a flash of red light, Rias's figure disappeared.

……

When Jiang Jing returned to Sakura Dormitory, it was already 8 p.m. Shiina Mashiro and the others had already eaten dinner, and they left him a portion covered with plastic wrap on the table.

Meow……

Jiang Jing opened the door and saw that in his room, led by the white cat Xiao Guang, seven cats were growling warningly at each other, confronting Shiina Mashiro, who was sitting on the floor in front of the bed.

Today, the girl was wearing a white long-sleeved shirt and yellow shorts. Her long, ivory-white legs were crossed as she sat with her head down, engrossed in her painting.

Her long, soft, pale yellow hair cascaded down her shoulders, completely ignoring the hostility of the seven cats.

"Uh... Zhenbai, what are you doing in my room?" Jiang Jing was taken aback.

"Where did Sorata go?" Shiina Mashiro looked up at him, her expression somewhat blank and innocent.

"Oh, I had nothing to do during the day, so I just wandered around outside all day."

"This is funny, why didn't you call me?"

"Didn't you want to draw?"

"Let's do it together next time."

"Next time?" Jiang Jing hesitated for a moment, recalling the dragon and the murderous fallen angel he had encountered today.

However, she finally nodded, and under Shiina Mashiro's calm yet expectant gaze, she said, "Okay, I'll call you next time we go out."

"Sorata is so nice."

"These are finished, take a look." After receiving the promise, Shiina Mashiro pointed to two colorful illustrations on the bed.

"Not bad, very good." Jiang Jing looked at the finished illustration in his hand with some surprise. The colors on the picture were distinct, and the figures were very lifelike. Someone who didn't know better might think it was a work of art.

Most importantly, the male and female protagonists in the painting perfectly match the depictions in the "Toradora!" series. She truly deserves to be called a world-class painting genius.

Looking at the girl sitting on the ground, Jiang Jing nodded in satisfaction: "It's very well drawn, Mashiro. Tomorrow we can hand over this cover and the first page illustration to Uemura Yuriko."

"I'm sure she won't have any complaints about the quality of your product."

"Okay," Shiina Mashiro nodded calmly, seemingly never worried about whether her abilities would be recognized.

The room fell silent. Jiang Jing looked down at the girl sitting on the floor, and the girl looked up slightly to meet his gaze.

A few minutes later, Jiang Jing broke the silence first, blinking, "Zhenbai, aren't you going back to sleep?"

At the same time, Jiang Jing thought to himself, "I was stupid. I thought that after teaching this girl for half a month, she would understand some social etiquette and be able to see through my obvious attempts to send her away."

"No, I can draw here too. Today I'm going to finish the third one."

"I want to take a shower."

"Want me to scrub your back?"

"How did you come up with this question?" Jiang Jing was taken aback by the girl's unconventional thinking.

“Misaki said that you men like women to rub your backs,” Shiina Mashiro replied blankly.

"Uh...no need." Shaking his head, Jiang Jing took out his pajamas from the closet and went to take a shower.

When he returned after drying his hair more than ten minutes later, Shiina Mashiro was engrossed in her painting again. The seven kittens beside her probably thought it was too silly to argue with her, so they all went to sleep.

Seeing this, Jiang Jing didn't disturb her, but he didn't want to turn on his computer to write his novel, and he wasn't interested in studying the magical artifact he had casually acquired.

Suddenly, Jiang Jing pulled out the comic pencils, manuscript paper, and one-handed drawing board he had bought earlier. He sat down next to Shiina Mashiro, leaning against the bed, and retrieved that artwork from the depths of his memory.

After closing his eyes slightly and carefully recalling the scene, Jiang Jing opened them and began to draw on the canvas.

The two, one on the left and one on the right, a man and a woman, sat side by side, each immersed in their own creations, creating a warm and cozy atmosphere in the room.

Gradually, a huge mecha design in Jiang Jing's hand, with a slender and elongated body, a ferocious appearance, distinct joints, and plate-like chest armor plates, slowly took shape.

Especially the mecha's head and shoulders, with its single horn pointing diagonally to the sky and the heavy, armor-like restraints on its shoulders, exude an invisible savagery.

That's right, Jiang Jing's painting is of EVA Unit-01.

He had been thinking about drawing the EVA manga for the past two weeks, but he kept putting it off because of the bloodline fusion issue. He only remembered it now because he was inspired by Shiina Mashiro.

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