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Sunlight streamed through the window, falling on the pristine white hunting robe. The gold and silver threads on it seemed to come alive, reflecting a dazzling light like dancing flames.

His long hair was casually tied up, and the man held one hand high, with brilliant arcs of electricity meandering, leaping, and radiating in his hand.

"Tsugeru declares——!....honō o tsukas....?! ?!...ikeiyaku ni shitagai...."

Surrounded by whirlwinds, it truly felt like stepping out of an ancient painting.

Even Abe no Seimei was no better than that...

Such a thought flashed through Hiratsuka Shizuka's mind, and then she subconsciously retorted!

"Playing the mystic..."

"...Dragon, roar!!"

Rosser's dark eyes suddenly flashed with a white light, and he flicked his finger lightly.

magnetic---!!!

A wisp of crimson flame appeared out of thin air from his fingertips!

It expanded instantly, as if stirred by some terrifying breath, forming a tongue of fire that grew larger and thicker with each passing moment...

Then, its blazing white dragon eyes opened, and roaring flames outlined its long neck, powerful body, and sharp claws...

at last.

As everyone stared in stunned silence, a pair of enormous dragon wings, composed entirely of burning wind and raging fire, stretched out. The fire dragon seemed to let out a roar as it roared toward the other end of the classroom.

Volume 1: Chapter 10 Brother Lu: Did I destroy the world in my past life?

Ayanokouji was the first to react.

It happened in the blink of an eye. From the moment the incantation was recited, Hiratsuka Shizuka opened the door, and the fire dragon was unleashed, only a few moments had passed.

Just as Ayanokouji was recovering from his shock, the fire dragon pounced on his face.

A racing brain, operating under the threat of death, forced its body to lunge violently towards the table by the door in a fraction of a second...

Hiratsuka Shizuka's mind went blank.

They stared blankly as the lifelike, terrifying fire dragon roared and instantly leaped dozens of meters to devour them.

Don't talk about him.

The students, who were mentally prepared, were still stunned.

With his back to the sunlight, a fiery dragon emerges with a flick of his finger; combined with his tall stature and dazzling Onmyoji hunting robes, he is simply like a mythical painting.

Nest grass!

Nest grass!

They said there could be fire, but they didn't say it was this terrifying!

Sensei, you still say you don't know magic?!

so horrible.

This lifelike dragon is so realistic that even the heatwave can be clearly felt.

No one guessed what the method was.

Trying to guess the method now is just plain stupid.

Even students who had already guessed and prepared for this outcome have done so.

How can we talk about former Principal Shizuka?

We weren't prepared at all.

It directly throws a worldview at you.

The moment the ferocious, fiery dragon obscured all vision, Hiratsuka Shizuka froze completely.

Every cell screamed in the stench of death, helplessly watching itself be incinerated in this unpredictable heat.

Mom, and that damned father, there was no time to say goodbye.

Time seemed to slow down, and many memories, some painful and some warm, flooded my mind.

Just as Hiratsuka Shizuka's mind was racing.

A sharp shout!

"In such a hurry to be reborn, you're entering a house without knocking!!"

The already imminent raging flames were suddenly pulled back by an irresistible force, and then flung away.

It veered slightly off course, whistling past Hiratsuka Shizuka, sweeping across the door frame, and crashing against the outer wall of the corridor like a stream of water, leaving behind a patch of blazing, high-temperature lava.

But it was not over yet; the immense energy that seemed to have seeped into the wall like water had not been released.

silence.

It was as if even the sound was swallowed up by the black hole at that moment.

Immediately afterward, in everyone's sight, the lava wall collapsed inward, and then suddenly erupted outward in a violent manner.

A chaotic, twisted, and expanding mass of orange-red destructive energy first occupied the entire field of vision, easily deconstructing, tearing, and tossing everything in it—steel bars, concrete, and air—as if it were a child's building blocks.

Then came the roaring, violent air currents that swept across everything around them, brutally squeezing their eardrums and plunging the world into a strange silence.

Yes, those who are hit head-on by a landmine should deeply understand this feeling before they die...

next moment.

The swirling glass dust, the black ash of concrete, and the scorching air surged outwards in a perfect ring, tearing through the door frame and crashing into the classroom.

There was no screaming.

In the howling wind, all the students seemed frozen in place, staring blankly at the gruesome gash over a meter in diameter torn open in the outer wall of the corridor...

There was silence.

Reality has shattered...

for a long time.

for a long time.

Covered in dust and with a bump on his head from bumping his head on the corner of the table, Ayanokouji Kiyotaka suddenly turned around and looked at the man in disbelief.

Were you just about to throw this thing at me?

Did I destroy the world in my past life?

This guy is definitely trying to kill me, isn't he?

Rother: "..."

Can he say that he's so amazing by combining his little tricks with magic tricks he doesn't even know about?

It was just a little gadget he deduced using a few Heavenly Dao Jade stones.

Normally, applying chemicals to a fingernail would only produce a spark that travels seven or eight meters.

It was just a little trick he used to play the role of a professional Onmyoji.

In addition, there are powders made with "more than 2% magnesium ions... amphibole... egg juice... ether, datura..." that can knock someone unconscious with a flick of the finger, as well as "tricks" to create muffled thunderous sounds and electric arcs.

This is the source of his confidence as Shinjuku's "Abe Seimei of the Reiwa era".

But it's just a cheap trick to fool people...

As a result, combining his two basic magic tricks, he directly created a heavy cannon effect?

Within a range of at least several tens of meters, its power is truly comparable to that of a heavy cannon, and its penetrating power is even stronger.

Looking at the menacing gap that revealed the blue sky and white clouds, Rosser muttered to himself.

Indeed, combining science and magic is the right way!

Of course, he also benefits from the matrix's help in controlling, compressing, and accumulating power.

Otherwise, most people would just turn themselves into a giant firework...

At this moment.

"It really does feel warm..."

Hiratsuka Shizuya finally snapped out of his daze, blankly pressing his icy palms against his burning cheeks, his voice frighteningly dry.

“It’s true…”

She looked back blankly at the scorched ground that formed a straight road, and the gradually cooling concrete lava opposite.

That fiery dragon wasn't an illusion; it was real?

At that moment, she felt as if her worldview of thirty years had been shattered with a single blow.

How could this be true...?

She was still in a daze.

The blond-haired old headmaster had already sat down on the ground with a thud, his face pale, cold sweat pouring down his face, and his clothes were instantly soaked.

Good heavens, is it really that risky to not knock on doors in Japan?

I almost, I almost got hit by heavy artillery right at my school.

What is that thing if not a heavy artillery piece?

Ha ha ha.

Fake, all fake.

But he hadn't even had a chance to reach his peak.

Then they saw that charlatan—no, that Yin-Yang Master radiating a suffocating aura—take two steps at a time, his face gloomy, carrying the lingering power of the fire dragon, his aura so strong that it made them gasp for breath.

It was as if they saw a gigantic phantom of a demon god pressing down on them.

"Who let you in?!"

hiss~~

This sense of oppression... truly befits a master Onmyoji!

The old principal immediately lowered his head, bowing and scraping as he was about to speak.

"Hello, is this Ms. Rose? I'm Shizuka Hiratsuka, the homeroom teacher of Class 3!"

Hiratsuka Shizuka had already walked over and grasped Rosser's hands with both of them.

The tone is friendly, extremely approachable, and the attitude is enthusiastic.

The old principal was dumbfounded.

Is this the same teacher Jing, who has a fiery temper, is upright and incorruptible, and fiercely protects her students?

Hiratsuka Shizuka: Thank you. I was just in a hurry, not stupid. Thank you.

They are, after all, members of society.

Still a member of the Japanese social scene.

Being tactful and humble are fundamental skills.

Rosser thought to himself: Who is this guy? This isn't the Xiaojing I wanted to see.

But his expression remained calm.

"So, what are you guys here for?"

【来叮，天道玉+1.9...+1.2....0.3...+0.21....+0.18........】

[The "magic" element is 0.8% complete.]

[The fundamental magic trick "Left-Side Door" has been successfully constructed; magic completion rate +0.012%.]

[The fundamental magic trick "Fire Chant" has been successfully constructed; magic trick completion rate +0.012%.]

A wave...