The brave Simmel wants to resign

Xia Youjie was sent flying by the ripples in space, like a rocket.

It crashed down hard, and the earth roared.

And the water clock was finally able to be placed on the ground.

Regret, pain, mourning, and grief were all unleashed in a single black flash.

He had only one thought in his mind.

The water clock clenched its teeth—

"Oh my goo oh my goo!!"

Lean your upper body forward, clench your fists tightly, and then lower and pull back.

(Everyone.)

(Lend me your power!!!)

His veins bulged all over his body, and his roaring face was taut with emotion. In the comic book, it would be as if his whole body was wrapped in a speed line of a whirlwind.

"Fire!!!!!!"

Firepower! Full power!!!

"What have you been so excited about since just now...?"

In the distance, Xia Youjie couldn't hold back any longer and flung the rubble off his body.

Companions... bonds... passion, memories...

If you could become stronger just by relying on emotions, I would have ascended to immortality nine years ago!

(However, it's true that I was suppressed because of the opponent's 'Hi' and Black Flash.)

Pooh.

(However, he was hardly injured at all.)

Spitting out the blood and foam from his mouth, Xia Youjie looked at the water clock in the sky.

clack ...

The sky is distorted.

Because of the water clock's mechanism, strong thermal convection occurs in the air near the ground, causing the air's refractive index to remain disordered, resulting in ripple-like distortions in the outlines of surrounding scenery.

The flames created an axis, and the surrounding forests, earth, and rocks were all burned into a mixture of black and gray, spiraling into the fire waves.

Gradually, it forms a perfectly round sphere.

After the black flash, a person will enter a special state of immersion.

Unleash your full potential and improve the utilization rate of your spell power—which in turn means reducing mana consumption, increasing mana regeneration, and bringing your spell power back to its peak.

The clepsydra is in a state far surpassing that of when it fought against Yi Gu; it could even be said to be at its peak in this life.

He was already planning to decide the outcome with a single blow.

【The Ultimate Chapter: Fallen】

It is a skill that maximizes the power of a spell.

The amount of magical power consumed is almost the same as the area of ​​effect that is expanded.

As long as you avoid it... no.

The firelight illuminated the entire forest, and the strong wind whipped at his long robe. Xia You rejected his initial guess.

(I won't give him that chance.)

(He won't give me that chance.)

Both sides in the battle make their judgments simultaneously.

The wind swept past his eyebrows and eyes again and again, his black hair flying wildly, Xia You thought to himself.

(The fluctuation of the curse power indicates that the opponent intends to unleash their domain while completing the [Extreme Strike]!)

The charging time for Extreme Strike is often very long, and Xia Youjie understands this better than anyone else, which is why it is often difficult to hit the opponent...

Unless, of course, a "guaranteed win" field is added.

If you enter a closed area, even if you use a simple area to neutralize the guaranteed hit, the area damage from Extreme Strike is still enough to cover the entire area within the narrow space.

The amplification of Black Flash.

Growth in the field.

Extreme damage.

A sure hit in the field.

A powerful attack composed of all elements—the cost of which is that it will deplete all of the user's magical power with a single strike.

burn one's boats.

Should we move away?

If I had anticipated this move, I should be able to deal with it by simply dodging it from within the opponent's chosen area.

.......

but...

"Ha ha........"

The wind pressure began to bend against the direction of the water clock.

The water clock's pupils widened for a moment.

"you....."

“Curse Spirit...you’re called the Floating Pot, right?”

This time, it was Xia Youjie's turn to strike up a conversation.

The fabric binding her hair was slightly loosened by the strong wind, and a few strands of hair broke free and hit her cheek.

"Have you ever had that experience where you're chatting with a friend and they see through your argument, leaving you speechless and unable to refute it? You get angrier and angrier, and even when it's time to go to bed at night, you toss and turn in bed, unable to sleep, constantly analyzing their words and trying to find a flaw in their argument?"

Water clock: "...What are you saying all of a sudden!"

Do you even have the right to complain? They were chattering away for so long just now.

Xia You shrugged. "Then let's change the subject—do you know the essence of magical power? And why are sorcerers different from ordinary people, and don't waste their magical power?"

"..."

The water clock did not answer. He felt that the human imp in front of him was stalling for time. Just then, he was using all his magical power to gather his strength, intending to use maximum firepower to kill the sorcerer in front of him and free Hana's soul.

Xia You wasn't annoyed. After all, the water clock had been talking to itself earlier, and now... it was his turn.

"The answer is revealed—the essence of curse power is energy, energy born from human negative emotions."

"The difference between sorcerers and ordinary people is that sorcerers can recognize the existence of sorcery power and use it efficiently. In a way that even a monkey could understand, sorcerers can convert sorcery power into forms of energy such as kinetic energy, thermal energy, and light energy."

This is....

For the past nine years, this is what a man named Xia Youjie has been thinking about.

"If you leave this kind of energy, curse power, unchecked, it will turn into curse spirits."

“Spellcasters can control spell power and consume it through spells and other means, while non-spellcasters will randomly release spell power to generate spell spirits.”

In short, in Xia Youjie's eyes, humans are a group of monkeys that keep pooping. Although sorcerers also poop, they clean themselves up and even help the monkeys next to them shovel it away. Sometimes, because of this kindness, they accidentally drown themselves when they encounter a landslide of dung while shoveling poop.

Oh, by the way.

That's why he... never mind.

"Let's get back to the main topic."

Although the water clock did not respond, Xia Youjie continued speaking as if someone was supporting him.

"Nine years ago, someone told me that as long as I used the Spirit Manipulation Technique to devour all the spirits in the world, the world would no longer have spirits continuing to cycle."

"At the time, I was just too surprised to refute it."

Xia Youjie recalled with a look of reminiscence, "But in these nine years, I have thought about it carefully—that probably won't work, or at least it has flaws."

"As long as non-magicians exist in this world, cursed spirits will continue to be born."

"The reason why a cursed spirit like you, who possesses a soul, is so powerful is because you were born from [humanity's fear of volcanoes], and volcanoes are a specific definition."

"You weren't born this powerful, were you? Both you and your companions have distinct growth periods—growing from a cursed fetus to maturity... Don't you find it strange that you, as energy aggregates, have developmental periods similar to those of humans?"

Xia Youjie asked and answered his own question.

"I believe it's because you are still absorbing [humanity's fear of nature] after you were born."

The fear of cockroaches, the fear of Japanese monsters, and the fear of natural disasters.

“That guy named Frilian probably said those things because he only saw spirits with clear concepts,” Xia Youjie said, speeding up his speech. “But spirits aren’t just spirits like you.”

“Schools after school, abandoned hospitals, construction sites where people have died... Weak cursed spirits born in such places are simply not even capable of forming a concept.”

What exactly is this guy trying to say?

Although he didn't want to pay attention to Xia Youjie, Louhu couldn't help but ask himself the same question.

"What I want to say is that even if I absorb all the cursed spirits of this generation, in the future, as the population increases, the cursed power will still overflow, and cursed spirits will still be born. However, considering the balance between sorcerers and cursed spirits, given that I have already sealed so many cursed spirits, as long as future sorcerers control the total amount of cursed power, I estimate that no particularly extraordinary cursed spirits will be born in the future—but there will still be some, and the number will continue to rise."

So that's why.

Xia Youjie looked constipated and was extremely unhappy.

"Nine years ago... I should have told Frilian and that guy Simmel that your plan wasn't perfect."

Nine years have passed.

Xia Youjie still can't forget the words he heard from Frilline in prison that day.

[Therefore, it took a full nine years to observe the flow of incantation power, and to consult ancient texts using the shared vision of incantation spirits to confirm the conjecture.]

In nine years, he has gone from a sorcery major to a sorcery PhD. The theories he just mentioned could easily fill a research paper.

(While the Cursed Spirit Project is not without its flaws, it is by no means meaningless, as mentioned above.)