Chapter 91: When in Rome, Do as the Romans Do

"hateful!"

His head was strangled by an unmatched tyrannical force, and Nanami Kento was lifted up from the ground with his feet dangling in the air.

The fear and despair of death filled his brain. Due to the gradual loss of consciousness, even the spell tools in his hands fell unconsciously.

"The chance of survival is 0."

Suddenly, something like a blade cutting through the air came to Nanami Kento's ears, and a harsh and harsh wind roared towards him.

The speed of the cold light was unbelievable. Along with the blood-curdling sound of chopping bones and flesh, and an extremely shrill roar, Nanami Kento suddenly felt his body loosen, and immediately lost his restraints and fell to the ground.

When Nanami Kento gritted his teeth and tore off the thing on his head, and opened his eyes again, he saw the curse spirit covering the bleeding wound with a very painful expression, and the ground in front of him was also sprayed out wildly. The filth was sprayed all over the floor.

The severed arm that Nanami Kento forcibly tore off was also on the ground, and the newly chopped off fingers and arm muscles were still trembling violently.

But what surprised Nanami Kento even more was that his unmatched second-level curse spirit was vulnerable to a thin figure.

At first, he thought it was Senior Natsuyou or Senior Gojo coming to save him.

But it's neither!

He is a young man who looks about the same age as him, but has never had any impression. He is holding a giant ax that is taller than an ordinary person.

The black blade was extremely light in his hand, and it flew through the air at an unparalleled speed, making an overwhelming scream.

I don't know if the swords wielded in that moment were dozens or hundreds of swords. Anyway, the speed was so fast that even Nanami Kento's eyesight was dazzled. The strong wind caused by the blade made it difficult for him to open his eyes and see clearly. .

The sharp ax whizzed down, and dozens of blood lines appeared on the curse spirit's body.

The body torn by the curse spirit, the blood splattered, and the scattered internal organs exploded at the same time, causing blood foam to fly everywhere.

And those sword lights that broke through the flesh and blood curtain moved forward, devouring everything around them, until they destroyed all the vegetation and trees that were hundreds of meters in a circle with the curse spirit as the center, and then dissipated.

From the traces on the ground, the entire training ground had been carpet bombed, with no grass growing.

Only Nanami Kenjin seemed to have an invisible shield erected in front of him, protecting his back and the ground around his side unharmed. In the entire bare area, it is no different from an isolated island, which is quite abrupt.

"It seems like it was a little overdone."

As soon as the young man in casual clothes let go of the heavy ax, it plunged diagonally into the ground and sank deeply into it. The bright blue power above dissipated like a dreamy bubble.

He glanced at the heavy two-handed ax and raised the corners of his mouth slightly.

“Although it’s a bit heavy, it feels surprisingly good in the hand.”

"Saved"

Nanami, whose clothes were in tatters and in a state of embarrassment, was a little silly. He looked at this smiling and harmless young man in the sun, but who would have thought that he was the creator of this natural disaster-like scene in front of him.

Nanami Kento was very sure that there was no such person in his school.

"Wait, is that Senior Xia You's technique?"

When I saw that the unidentified young man was able to reassemble the cursed spirits that were dead and only had a few dregs left, into a ball that shimmered with blue light.

"Who the hell is that?"

Nanami Kento was even more curious about the identity of his savior. He was not a student of a magic college, so was he an elite trained by those three major families?

The exhausted Nanami Kento lost consciousness as soon as he relaxed. He was still mumbling until he lost consciousness.

"But thank you."

The person who made that swift blow just now was Isayama Nomei. He had already expected this result when he saw Nanami Kento use the magic power to liberate.

Alas, man-made machines cannot withstand the attacks of spells that are too specialized in destruction.

If Isayama Kenmei was to operate it, killing him with one blow would be the best method, but it was obvious that Nanami Kento did not have such strength yet.

With Isayama Nomei's eyesight, it was not difficult to detect that something unexpected was going to happen in this assessment, but he had no intention of taking action at the beginning.

After all, the supervision of the Conjuring High School is here, so why bother letting Isayama Norimei die and die?

It's a pity that the stupid woman who had high hopes fell off the chain in the end. Before the spell was released, she was holding her head in her hands and groaning in pain, unable to fight anymore.

Isayama Noriaki didn’t know that the small shock from Warhammer 40K could be so exciting, and she still hasn’t recovered from it to this day.

"Can't you just replace Jie or Gojo Satoru and get a wounded person to show off your strength here?"

Under the circumstances, the only possible consequence was that the freshman who could have "made a big difference" lost his life in the accident.

It would be okay if Isayama Nomei was not present, but it would be troublesome if he was present.

Isayama Nomei had previously shown part of his strength in front of Jie. If he couldn't even deal with this curse spirit, where would he put his face?

So Isayama Nomei took action, using Hemei's curse tool.

This wave is really about doing as the Romans do, using a fighting style consistent with "beating the magician".

It wasn't because Isayama Ken meditated to experience what it felt like to chop "people" with a long-handled two-handed axe.

This kind of chopping is really cool

"Xian Ming!"

When Xia Youjie and Gojo Satoru finally had time to look for Isayama Nomei, they saw him sitting alone on a chair outside the basketball gym.

Kenmei Isayama saw that Huiyuan was worried about Nanami's injury and let him go. After the accident in the grade's "monthly exam", everyone seemed to be busy all of a sudden, which led to Kenmei Isayama being ignored until the arrival of the duo.

"Long time no see, Jie, and Gojo-kun."

Kenmei Isayama was drinking the happy water bought from the vending machine nearby. When he found the two people coming over, he threw a bottle of soda and a bottle of strawberry milk that he had already bought to them.

Kenmei Isayama had met Gojo Satoru once before, so of course he recognized who the silver-haired boy with sunglasses next to Jie was. Moreover, on the previous map, the little people had already marked their names, Jie and Wu.

Jenmei Xiayou once complained to Kenmei Isayama that his good friend really loved sweet things. So this refreshing sparkling water was for Jie Xiayou, and the greasy strawberry milk was for Gojo Satoru.

The two were a little unprepared to be fed suddenly.

Gojo Satoru didn't bother to be polite with Kenmei Isayama either. He said "3Q" quite naturally and began to drink happily.

Seeing his friend like this, Geto Suguru felt even more helpless. He said

"Sorry, Kenmei, we should have been the ones to treat you."