Chapter 90: Spellcaster? It’s a Beating Spellcaster (Available on Monday)

"Bang" x5

The four steel plates of the airtight container fell to the ground at the same time, raising dust. One of the plates connected to the top also hit twice.

The four-meter-tall fat khaki body was covered with fish-like scales. The mouth had long fangs like wild boars and was fixed in a muzzle made of special alloy. He couldn't even roar, but could only wheeze and gasp.

The four sturdy arms and legs were all tied up with chains with strange symbols. The cursed power contained in them made him unable to move and could only slightly mobilize the cursed power.

"Wait? How could it be."

When the "exam questions" of his classmate Nanami Kento officially appeared in front of Haibara Xiong, his surprise was beyond words.

"Second-level cursed spirit?!"

Before, Haibara Xiong was just bragging in front of Isayama Kenmei. In fact, he would only become food in front of the second-level cursed spirit.

But why is Nanami Kento so good as a freshman? The last question of the exam is directly about strength.

Isayama Kenmei leaned on the railing. Anyway, he was waiting here anyway, and there were entertainment programs to watch, so it was not a loss. However, a mere second-level cursed spirit was destined to be used to kill time.

The only thing that interested Isayama Kenmei was the silver-white metal instrument that was tightly wrapped around the neck of the second-level cursed spirit and made into a collar.

From time to time, the thing "sizzled" and "sizzled" and flashed a burst of purple electric light, which looked very cool.

If the cursed spirit was bound by cursed power, it would not be rare at all. Isayama Kenmei's spiritual power could even be done to the extreme.

But it was actually a pure mechanical product? This is rare.

There was an English logo of [SINGULARITY] written in small words on the metal shell. Every time the electric light flashed, the cursed spirit would make a miserable cry, and then it would spontaneously reduce its unconscious cursed power leakage and firmly control it at the level of a third-level cursed spirit.

The last time Kenmei Isayama was so shocked by pure mechanics was when he saw a group of unknown soldiers using thermal weapons to annihilate the third-level cursed spirits. Now, an unknown company has even made a prop to limit the output of cursed spirits.

Kenmei Isayama feels that if technology continues to develop, the group of cursers like Geto Suguru will be unemployed sooner or later.

The regional radio broadcast interrupted Kenmei Isayama's thoughts. The staff was reminding the candidates and announcing that there was a ten-second countdown before the start of the exam.

Kenmei Isayama found it funny to see the performance of Huiyuan Xiong on the side. He was not the one taking the exam, so why was he swallowing his saliva while sweat dripping from his forehead.

This kid was clearly more nervous than Kento Nanami below.

Turning his gaze to Miss Ming who was standing quietly on the side with her arms folded, Kenmei Isayama raised his eyebrows.

"Girls are using such wild weapons now?"

She took out a giant object wrapped in bandages that was about 1.8 meters long and placed it beside the railing. From the gaps in the bandages, a little cold light could be vaguely seen. It seemed to be a curse tool of a high level.

When the countdown came to the last five seconds, the "examinee" Nanami Kento also took out his weapon, which was a short knife that looked a bit like a dagger. Although it was not as good as the curse tool that Mingming was next to Isayama Kenmei, it was also a good curse tool.

"Come on, Nanami!"

When hearing the cheering of Huiyuan Xiong, Nanami Kento, who was originally serious and quite annoyed, raised his mouth slightly.

"Then let's be a little serious."

"Three, two, one, the exam begins!"

Except for the collar on the neck and the muzzle on the mouth of the cursed spirit, all the restraints on the body were automatically removed after this sound.

The heavy chains and restraints fell to the ground. The sudden relief of the body made the curse spirit, who was not very smart, stunned for a second. Then it was furious and roared at the human in front of it.

It had been tortured since it was captured in the past few days. It had been full of anger and had nowhere to vent. It wanted to eat this little shrimp alive.

The crisp sound of metal breaking came. It was the curse spirit who ignored the tingling and corrosive feeling in his hand and violently tore off a chain that was originally used to restrain him and held it in his hand, and yanked it towards Nanami Kento. Several trees along the way that were as thick as a person lasted less than a second before being cut in half. The simple and clear sound of breaking through the air did not have any dragging sound, only the purest tearing feeling.

The whistling sound of the air being pumped was extremely clear even to Kenmei Isayama who was far away. The cruel curse spirit wanted to beat Nanami Kento into pieces.

Facing this fierce attack, Nanami Kento naturally couldn't resist it head-on. The cursed power accumulated under his feet exploded in an instant, and he retreated to the surrounding trees in an extremely unscientific posture to avoid the attack.

"The chain in the hand of the cursed spirit is a threat. It is difficult to kill it if it is not dealt with."

The cursed spirit became even more angry when he saw that the little shrimp actually dodged it, and swung the chain again towards the tree where Nanami Kento landed.

"The following methods can be thought of to eliminate this cursed spirit."

Without any surprise, the tree was shattered again. Facing the cursed spirit's pursuit, Nanami Kento just kept changing trees, anyway, there were so many trees here.

One: wait until the cursed spirit is exhausted, and then give it a fatal blow.

But this is not very realistic. The total amount of cursed power of the second-level cursed spirit on the opposite side is several times that of his, and Nanami Kento will only be the one who is exhausted first.

The second one: that is to smash its chains and body with one blow.

There was nothing else he could do.

When the cursed spirit was about to swing the iron chain, his eyes suddenly condensed, and the little shrimp disappeared from his sight. Just when he was about to look around, he found Nanami Kento rushing over.

When the distance from the cursed spirit was less than three meters, Nanami Kento did not hesitate for a moment, jumped up like a civet cat and left the ground, twisting his body in mid-air.

The cursed power was released, and the technique was activated!

Suddenly, Nanami Kento's cursed power surged, especially the surface of his fist, which had gathered a lot of pale green cursed power and began to flash with dazzling light.

[Ten-stroke spell--Waluowaluo! ]

A heavy punch hit the cursed spirit, and the pale green flames burst instantly. A dazzling pale light covered the entire forest, and the chains and the cursed spirit's body became fragmented by this fledgling student.

Kenmei Isayama smiled.

Curse sorcerer? It's clearly a beating sorcerer.

Nanami Kento's attack is an expansion technique that injects cursed power into the body of the target, a wide-area attack with the purpose of mutual destruction.

But the problem is that Nanami Kento's technique is not very sophisticated, and the power of the attack is far from enough. He did not kill the cursed spirit with one blow, but broke the last restraint on it.

Nanami Kento was still immersed in the joy of "victory", and the next second he felt an extremely terrifying chill rising from the bottom of his heart.

The sight in front of him was completely submerged by the black evil light that was rampaging. It was the bloody cursed spirit that had no restraints on its body, and it burst out with an extremely violent aura that was truly in line with the identity of a second-level cursed spirit.

"Oh no!"

Mingming is worthy of being a first-level sorcerer. She immediately realized that the cursed spirit was completely rampaging and the situation on the field became extremely dangerous.

A second-level cursed spirit that broke free from its restraints is not something a first-year student can deal with.

He was about to pick up the curse tool and activate the curse power at the same time, but he didn't expect that the injury he suffered last time would recur under the forced activation of the curse power this time.

Mingming's brain was stabbed with pain, and he felt dizzy and nauseous. The curse tool he had just picked up fell out of his hand.

"If you are injured, just rest well, why are you trying to be strong."

But at this time, a helpless voice came to Mingming's ear

"By the way, lend me the curse tool for a while."

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