The brave Simmel wants to resign

A figure swiftly pierced through the dust and grime from the floor below the water clock, leaped up, and arrived at the side of the water clock in the blink of an eye.

Water clock: ! !

He whirled around, just about to adjust the direction of his flame attack—

"what!"

His foot slammed into the cracked ground, sending up a cloud of gray mist from the blanket.

The muscular figure grabbed the water clock's wrist with one hand, pulled it down, and fell to the ground with his thighs raised!

boom! !

Knees up, right in the center of the water clock face.

A dull cracking sound, a structure resembling a cheekbone instantly caved in, blood gushed out, and the flame that had been gathering in the palm was extinguished.

The image freezes for a moment, and in the next frame, Louhu's body is flung out like a sandbag with a broken rope, crashing into the mottled wall. Before he can land, the rebound force bounces him off the other side of the wall, flying far away like a three-dimensional pinball.

"Haha! This thing is so bouncy!"

"Scale...Senior?"

Yi Gu looked at the man with some surprise.

"Oh, Bone!"

The scales have completely changed their 'sanctimonious' demeanor from the entire day.

Bare-chested, his shoulder and back muscles were clearly defined, and his slicked-back hair looked a bit messy. He exuded the exhilaration and wildness of someone who had just finished a fight.

This might be the truest aspect of the scale.

"Yigu, get yourself in the right state of mind, we'll have a good fight ahead."

"Hey?"

Although Yi Gu was obediently trying to stop the injury, he was also very puzzled.

According to his understanding... the battle is almost over.

Because—isn't Ms. Simmel right outside?

He was thinking of stalling for time so he could escape and find reinforcements.

"Idiot! How could it be that simple?" Scale raised his arm and pointed outside. "If Teacher Simmel could make a move, she would have rushed in the instant the other party made a move. You know how fast that person is."

...That's really true.

Yi Gu recalled his sparring sessions with Simmel, and how Simmel would often suddenly appear before him while he was still in a state of 'confusion' and 'fear'.

Theoretically speaking, the "tent" is just a basic barrier spell used to isolate unauthorized people.

The electrical signals inside the tent will be shielded, making it impossible for ordinary people to observe the battle inside. However, if the commotion is loud enough, the sorcerers outside should still be able to react.

unless....

The teacher was entangled, or... the accounts were tampered with?

"Stop thinking about it!"

Just as Yi Gu began to tremble involuntarily, a roar from Yang Liang drew his attention back.

"No matter what tricks the other side has played, Master Simmel will not be fooled. Even if they try to stall for time, with Master Simmel's strength, unless Gojo Satoru betrays them, the other side will not be able to hold out for long."

Bare-chested, he stretched out his body, head held high, chest out, one hand outstretched forward, the other hand pulled back, his muscles taut and defined.

He stares straight ahead, using a panel reminiscent of scenes from JoJo's Bizarre Adventure.

"We just need to try our best to get through this."

Kara....

There, something was enraged—

"You brat..."

The pinnacle of cursed spirits.

Crackling sound.

Even the dust in the air was ignited by the flames, and the water clock stomped forward step by step, his face full of murderous intent.

"I'll just... woof!"

boom!!------

Before the water clock could finish speaking, his expression changed, and he quickly raised his arm to block.

The flat ground beneath their feet immediately cracked open, and debris gushed out along the crack!

How dare you!! How dare you!!!

The true pinnacle of cursed spirits.

The cursed queen was enraged by the blood of her beloved, and her cursed power spread and exploded wildly like white mist. Her 'hair', which resembled long water pipes, danced wildly with the cursed energy, and her single eye was filled with ferocity.

The cursed power that swept across the entire layer of ruins.

The Cursed Queen is about to wreak havoc on the battlefield.

But outside the battlefield, in the world isolated by the tent.

..................

.......

"Ok?"

Simmel, who was using her phone to watch a video on the wall, sensed something was wrong the moment the battle broke out.

Even though the darkness of the tent blocked out all vision.

The power of the spell did not leak out at all.

The brave man sensed something amiss based solely on his intuition.

"Is it a double tent?"

Someone set up another layer of tents inside the tents I set up... Is it for the sake of Yi Gu?

If that's the case—

Simmel glanced sideways at the newcomer.

【Х????е??????мешак....】

The voice appeared out of nowhere in Simmel's mind.

The visitor seemed unable to speak normally, lacking the corresponding 'organs,' yet could directly project his voice into others' minds, allowing them to understand his meaning.

Humans.

Stop! I will stop you here...

Immense magical power, concentrated aura....

"What a surprise! I thought the person who came would be the bearded man!"

A white giant with a robust body covered in black lines and two thick tree trunks protruding from its eye sockets.

[Special Grade Cursed Spirit: Flower Guardian]

"Are you trying to buy time?"

"you....."

Simmel stood with her back to the wall, tilting her head curiously.

"Can it be done?"

Chapter 84 All My People~All My People~

The information the water clock had about the two little devils came entirely from Ao Yu.

[Yūta Etotsu is a modern-day supernatural being, possessing the power of a top-tier cursed spirit, Rika Inomoto, along with limitless cursed power and the ability to replicate spells.]

Be careful, Water Clock. If that child goes berserk, even in his current state—he could kill you.

ha?

Looking at the saddle, the dry palm, the palm, the saddle, the saddle, the dry palm, the palm, the saddle, the dry palm, the palm, the saddle, the dry palm, the palm, the dry ...

Kill me?

Who killed me?

What an ugly brat in this photo?

The veins were bulging, and the color was reddish-brown, as the name suggests.

Louhu is a special-grade cursed spirit born from the fear of 'volcanoes' among all humankind. Because of the existence of volcanoes such as Mount Fuji, and the location of Riben in the Earth's crust, people in small countries naturally harbor fear of related natural disasters.

Therefore, the water clock was incredibly powerful.

Intelligent spirits are extremely rare among all spirits, and the Water Clock is an even rarer one.

Its extraordinary strength allowed Louhu to reign supreme even in Kyoto, a city teeming with sorcerers.

For the sake of the saddlewood, the cypress branches are covered with moss. ...

[Don't even mention that brat!]

According to you, if I can do it, then I can handle Gojo Satoru however I want, right?

An arrogant smile, absolute confidence!

The strongest cursed spirit, even when facing modern-day special-grade beings... still dares to unleash its killing intent.

"What?! A cursed queen?!"

The water clock, which was in a stalemate, raised its arm and angrily rebuked.

boom!!----

The renewed burst of fire pushed Rika away, and in that instant, Louhu shattered the ground beneath his feet!