Spell Return: Unlock eight special skills at the beginning

Half a month later.

Tokyo, slum street.

This is the most barren place in the whole of Tokyo, and it is a place where countless poor people huddle together to keep warm.

It is a garbage dump for the rich and an amusement park for the poor.

Garbage can be found everywhere, and the sour smell of decay is the only smell here.

It's full of buzzing flies, tiresome mice.

And in the middle of this filthy street.

A dilapidated mansion, indeed with a very inconsistent cleanliness and tidiness.

In the midst of this filthy and filthy street, it seems so out of place and out of place.

"Hahaha!! Dad, push it higher, push it higher, !! higher" The little girl's crisp voice sounded happily in the courtyard.

Like a happy lark, happily enjoying the quiet time with his father for a long time.

"Okay! Higher! Higher!!" The girl's father also followed his daughter's wishes and pushed the swing high.

Listening to her daughter's laughter, there was an unstoppable smile in the corners of her eyes.

But the next moment.

His smile quickly retracted, and a filthy black mist quickly appeared in the depths of his eyes.

The movement of pushing the swing is also slowed down.

"What's the matter, Dad~" The little girl pursed her lips and looked at her father with a dissatisfied face, before she had finished playing, the girl's big eyes had flickered with tears.

Seems ready to cry at any moment.

Seeing his daughter like this, the black mist in his eyes quickly disappeared

Hurriedly pushed the swing again, pushing the daughter high into the air, and the girl's cheerful laughter sounded in the yard again.

A few crows suddenly landed on the fence of the courtyard, obviously hating crows during the day, and actually appeared under the scorching sun against instinct.

The dark bird's eyes looked closely at the little girl on the swing and the man in the courtyard, like loyal guards.

Quack quack~

Quack quack!!

The crow's cry, with its unpleasant hoarseness, seemed to play an ominous lament.

The little girl was taken back to her room by her mother.

Only the man was left sitting in the courtyard.

A crow quietly landed on the man's shoulder.

In the courtyard, the man looked at the crow on his shoulder, as if looking at himself through the crow's eyes.

After a while, he said faintly.

"Zenin Ryuichi, you should die too~".

Quack quack !!

Quack, quack, quack, quack, quack, !!!qua

The crows swirled in mid-air, obscuring the dazzling sun.

The black feathers fell softly, like a rain of death.

.......

"Audience friends, just yesterday there was an unprecedented tragedy, Meteor Street was suspected of a virus outbreak, and only a mother and daughter survived in the entire street. "

"All the remaining residents, a total of 4,500 people, have died, and the specific cause of the police is still fully investigating, so let us observe a moment of silence for the 4,500 compatriots who died on this unfortunate day. "

The whole news was exclusively reported by the Tokyo Daily. "

Shir drank all the beer in his hand, picked up the remote control, and turned off the TV directly.

"Four thousand five hundred, it looks like Tokyo is about to break out in a new round of curses. "

In a city as overcrowded as Tokyo, such a horrific act is bound to trigger an explosion of a large number of negative emotions.

The spell spirits that have been bred from it are even more innumerable.

"Spells can't be killed, as long as there are human beings. Long Yi straightened his clothes and said casually.

As long as there are human beings in this world, then the spell spirit is an existence that will not be killed.

Even if it is wiped out for a while, it will be revived in the future.

"Heh~ There are so many stupid people, even urban weird talk can evolve into spell spirits, these guys are really hopelessly stupid. Shir clumped the empty bottles into a ball and threw them directly into the garbage basket at the door.

As everyone knows, this sentence seems to wake up Long Yi.

"yes, weird, how did I forget!!".

During this time, Long Yi had already mastered a lot of low-level spell spirits through the spirit detention general, of course, they were all cannon fodder-level things.

In order to find a high-level spell spirit, Ryuichi moved the Manshiya from Sugisawa to Tokyo.

But for more than ten days, I didn't expect that there was less business in Tokyo.

The Spell Association, the family, the Spell Specialty, and all the forces are like dumplings, frantically carrying out tasks.

The number of super-grade spells is already very scarce, and those with strength and wisdom are lurking in the shadows.

The brainless one who was just born was eliminated by others before he found out.

His own intelligence is still far from being developed by other organizations, one step is slow, one step is slow, and he has been in Tokyo for so long and can only collect a bunch of small minions.

Although his own house of everything, it was established without any hindrance.

But Long Yi always felt that he was being targeted.

However, what he had just said reminded him.

If there's no special grade, then I'll make a special grade.

Human beings' fear of illusion is the deepest, whether it is the Eight Miscellaneous Snake or the Heavenly Woman who has been used for himself, it is because of the imaginary fear of human beings.

So why can't you create a strange story and create a super-level imaginary spell spirit!!