The All-League of Legends Starts From the Heavens Chapter 156

Although the black fog broke through the barrier from the ground, it has not yet formed a large scale because of the short time.

The resentful spirits it nurtured were only equivalent to three or four spell spirits, and they were no threat to powerful spellcasters such as Gojo Gou.

What they should really worry about is what to do when they go out for a while.

Kyoto High School suffered heavy losses, and the students of Tokyo High School were not optimistic either.

Zenyuan Maki disappeared, Goujitsu died, Ningzaki wild rose was seriously injured, Fu Hei Hui was kidnapped by the super-class curse spirit and Dongtang Aoi, and the curse skeleton Panda was only half of her body.

Judging from the loss of personnel, it seems to be much better than the Kyoto school.

At least one died.

But in fact, the difference is not bad. These students who escaped from death basically lost their ability to move, and they need to rest. A little movement may cause their injuries to worsen.

And the place Wutiao Wu mentioned just now is a very 'distant' place.

He is going to find Huzhang Youren, or the two-faced Nuo in Huzhang's body.

For the sake of safety, he secretly hid the knotweed Yuren in the countryside on the other side of the city to avoid being wanted by the magic world.

Unexpectedly, what seemed a wise move at the time turned out to be their biggest problem now.

At this time, Wujou realized that he could not deal with the ruined king alone.

If you want to save the magic world and save more people, you must seek cooperation with Su Nuo.

But seeing more and more cracks appear on the surface of the enchantment, sensing the black mist of the delicious soul, and scrambling to drill inside, the group has yet to come up with a suitable solution.

Until the enchantment was about to disappear, An Geji was in a hurry and came up with a not-so-good idea.

Put these injured students into the realm of Gojo Satoru.

When Gojo Satoru heard it, he felt that this method was feasible without even thinking.

The realm of magicians or magic spirits is actually a small space with its own system. Although the environment is single, it is absolutely no problem to put a few living people in it.

In particular, the domain of some people can be called a resort area when they do not cast spells.

Now that there is a way, let's do it.

Wutiaowu immediately formed a seal with one hand, and said in his mouth: "The field expands, the infinite space!"

Coincidentally, at this time, the barrier could no longer hold, and it turned into countless light spots and dissipated, and the endless black mist and resentful spirits outside, like a flood of opened gates, rushed to this last piece of pure land.

At the critical moment, Gojo Satoru pulled everyone into his domain.

As for the remaining small animals and resentful spirits, they were instantly engulfed by the black mist, without even a splash of water.

After the turbulent black fog gradually returned to calm, and the resentful spirits gathered together dissipated.

Wujo Satoru took the nunnery girl and slowly appeared.

Because he wants to keep the field unfolding all the time and can't be distracted, it will be much more comfortable to have someone beside each other to reflect on each other.

Yin Dizhi, the assistant supervisor with low combat effectiveness, stayed inside to take care of the wounded.

The two who came out held their breaths, carefully observing the foggy world in front of them, in case they would attract resentful spirits and make any big noise.

After all, this is the enemy's hinterland, and the King of Ruin may come to you at any time.

In fact, they have thought too much. Most of the resentful spirits are following the footsteps of the black mist, and they are attacking cities and villages. Only a few really stay here.

After finding that there was nothing around them, the two found the right direction and galloped towards the city.

As they penetrated into the city, the traces of human beings on both sides of the road increased, and the number of resentful spirits gradually increased, and began to consciously gather towards them.

Gojo Satoru and An Geji had to slow down and get rid of every grievance that found them, in order to prevent a greater disturbance.

Today, the bustling streets of the past are empty and full of abandoned vehicles. The corner cafes are still playing soft music, but unfortunately no one appreciates them.

On the contrary, it was a cry full of fear, which kept echoing in the sky.

The whole city has been completely immersed in the black fog, and the street trees that were prosperous yesterday are now exuding the smell of corruption.

The building was eroded, and a slight gust of wind was enough to cause it to collapse quickly.

The city was ablaze with flames, burning all the way along the streets, and clouds of green shimmering haze lingered in the high-rise buildings.

Countless people hid in their homes, praying to God and the gods and Buddhas in the sky, hoping that the dark fog would disperse soon.

And those who were still outside when the night of the eclipse came, were not so lucky.

They often fail to leave any trace of existence, and become part of the black mist.

Gojo Satoru and An Geji, seeing the miserable scene in front of them, their hatred for the Ruined King has reached its peak.

Why, why would he do such a thing?

Just when the two of them couldn't help trembling with anger, a thick fog began to gather at the intersection not far away.

The surrounding temperature is getting lower and lower, and the moisture in the air condenses into droplets of water on the window, like tears.

The houses on both sides of the street were dead silent in the darkness, and the tattered curtains were fluttering without wind.

It all seemed to indicate that something terrible was about to happen.

Gojo Satoru was keenly aware of the changes in the surrounding environment, and he reached out to stop the female teacher beside him: "Don't go any further, step back."

In this kind of environment, no matter how careful it is, it is not too much to be careful, so An Geji obediently stepped back.

Under the gaze of the two of them, the black fog at the intersection gradually formed a mass, and it kept shaking like a spasm.

A skinny spirit poked its head out of the fog, with empty eye sockets and sharp teeth. Its jaws open at an angle that no living creature can.

From the twisted and rotten throat, a mournful scream came out.

With the nunnery singer behind him, Wujo Satoru's hand formed a seal, and the spell "Cang" burst out instantly and got into the body of the resentful spirit.

Hearing an unwilling howl, the resentful spirit dissipated.

This is not over yet, UU reading www. uukanshu.com "Cang" eventually formed a miniature black hole in the center of the fog, and the tyrannical attraction force swallowed the thick fog.

Seeing that the crisis is about to be lifted, the next second, within a few dozen meters, suddenly fell into a dead silence.

It seems that even the air is frozen and cannot flow.

The thin mist that was about to disappear suddenly exploded, and the countless resentful spirits hidden in the darkness rushed to the two of them screaming as if they heard the horn of a charge.

The whistling storm of resentment engulfed the street where the magician was in the blink of an eye.

They spread their claws, rubbed their sharp teeth, and desperately used their lives to smash the barrier on Wujogou's body.

Keep going, never stop.

Even the strongest magician felt a little flustered when he saw such a crazy scene.

An Geji was even more frightened and almost fainted.

And just at this moment, the mist that burst out just now slowly gathered again...

Chapter end

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