master transferred to spellcaster

This dramatic battle began abruptly, and ended equally abruptly beyond anyone's expectations.

Before this happened, no one could have imagined such a unfolding, but they were only worried about Gojo Satoru who suddenly stopped his movements and stood motionless under the black sun that was about to set.

In the beginning, it was just a black spot that almost no one could find. It hid its own existence with the brilliance of the black sun, and then it expanded in an instant. They were swallowed together, and then shrunk back into a pure black dot.

The moment the black dot really appeared, the pure white space suddenly darkened by a degree, and all the light seemed to be distorted by it, slowly flowing towards it as if falling into a vortex.

At the same time, there are fine golden spots of light passing along with the light.

"Impossible! Impossible... I... want to be here..." Ashiya Michiman looked at the black dot on his abdomen in disbelief, magic power, circuit, spirit foundation, spirit core, everything that constituted him It is constantly disintegrating, constantly being crushed and sucked by the black hole.

Even with the fantasy tree as a continuous energy supplement, the speed at which the black hole takes away energy is far faster than the speed at which he can obtain it.

Not to mention reversing the situation, it is gradually becoming difficult for him to even maintain the existence of this spirit base.

Just now, the ghosts and gods who were still standing on the highest place and looked down on the crowd like gods fell from the sky, and the black and red robes were in the shape of wind blowing.

Under the attack of the heroic spirits, the number of shikigami in the sky decreased rapidly, and no new shikigami appeared this time.

At the same time when Ashiya Michimitsu fell, Fujimaru Tateka closely followed the falling shadow, and said softly to Oda Nobunaga, "Nobunaga, take me down."

"It's very dangerous in the past now. I'm not sure if it's his trick, maybe it's a fake death." Oda Nobunaga didn't agree with Fujimaru Tatsuka's order.

"No problem. He has already lost." Fujimaru Tatsuka was not shaken, but said in a firm tone.

"Okay, okay." Oda Nobunaga raised his eyebrows, and took the master to the direction where Ashiya Michiman fell, and sighed, "By the way, that human named Gojo is really amazing, a mere human body can do it." At this level, even among the guys from the Age of Gods, they can still be ranked first."

"Uh……"

"Yeah, I really want to take him under my command."

"Uh……"

"Hey, Lixiang, are you listening to me?" Oda Nobunaga didn't get a response to his nagging, he lowered his head dissatisfiedly, and saw a face that was obviously in a state of depression, with frowning and tight mouth corners. A little joy of victory.

Inexplicably, Oda Nobunaga suddenly became quiet.

I always feel that this is not a suitable atmosphere to speak.

……

Won……

For the first time in 28 years, he felt the sense of exhaustion that his whole body's magic power was drained for a moment, and his brain, which was so overcalculated that it was almost on the verge of strike, protested at the highest volume. Gojo Satoru almost fell down with the loser without shame.

This is absolutely not possible. After finally developing such a handsome new move, how could it fall short in terms of image.

By the way, I have to confirm the life and death of the other party.

Gojo Satoru temporarily sobered up from the refreshing feeling of breaking through the barriers of many years, and glanced down, only to find that Fujimaru Tachika had already rushed to the side of the onmyoji who fell to the ground in embarrassment.

The junction of pure white and wilderness.

On the contrary, the barren grass that was dry and curled up by the black sun absurdly brought a little comfort to Ashiya Michiman.

But soon, even this comfort was taken away.

Limbs could not move, even the fingertips could not move even a millimeter, the five senses were lost one by one, the only thing that could be felt in the body was the unbearable split-like emptiness brought about by the continuous disappearance of the spirit foundation.

The remaining magic power was concentrated in the eyes, allowing him to see the face of the person coming.

rustle.

The dark-haired boy sat down beside him.

"Are you here to laugh at the poor monk, master, or are you here to give the poor monk a final blow of mercy?"

Looking at the onmyoji who couldn't move his fingertips, but still insisted on speaking provocative words fluently, the young man just looked down at him, with complicated expressions in his eyes, sad, but not just sad.

"No matter when, those who do evil things in the world..." Fujimaru Tachika suddenly said.

"Uh..." Michi Ashiya opened his eyes almost imperceptibly, and then turned into an intriguing smile, and continued with the unfinished words, "There is no way to go on smoothly."

No need for extra words.

Ashiya Michimi clearly knew what Fujimaru Tateka wanted to convey—he had already remembered all those once-forgotten memories.

"Even so, the poor monk will not stop for this kind of thing. Or do you want to know the humble and evil life of the poor monk with your own hands?"

Ashiya Michiman looked at the spell tool on Fujimaru Tateka's waist, "I'm afraid even that kind of thing can understand the poor monk now, come on - just simply put that into the poor monk's spiritual core, and this farce will be completely destroyed. Oh, it's over."

"Do not……"

"what?"

"That's not your purpose, I know, this is definitely not the direction you want to reach."

A punch landed hard on the grass covered with faces on Ashiya Road, and the withered weeds were shattered into powder, flying in the air.

The black-haired master's face was directly above him, and the blue pupils that were always clear were covered with a thick haze.

Suddenly, a warm current flashed across Ashiya Michimitsu's body, which was the emergency response used by Fujimaru Tatsuka.

But it's useless, even the magical power of the fantasy tree level will be swallowed up, and the magical effect brought by the dress will disappear completely within a second.

"What is your purpose? If you don't say it, you will die! Do you think I can't see it? If you really want to use the fantasy tree to become a god, you won't be so indifferent after you fail! And Tell me everything Yu Li has to say about acting!"

Warm water dripped on his forehead, and slid down after a few tremblings.

Gritting his teeth, the words came towards Ashiya Michiman with Taotian anger, and he caught off guard and showed an expression as if he was shocked.

Ashiya Michiman, or Alterego? Ashiya Michiman, no matter when he was still one with "Ashiya Michiman", or after being forcibly pulled away, it was the first time that someone was angry and worried about life and death like this.

Ah, maybe that's why.

Really, everything has been seen through.

The sky turned into a deep sea, and in the deepest part of the deep sea, there was a bright flame burning that was enough to make evil spirits like him have nowhere to escape.

"Heh, huh, huh, huh, I thought this poor monk could experience the feeling of dying under your master, but it seems that I have no chance." Ashiya Doman suddenly laughed.

"Master, my master, you will know one day. Now, just go forward as you have done in the past, and crush everything firmly, and that will be fine."

"All of this is for you... Only this sentence, the poor monk is absolutely true."

"So far, it's all over—"

The spirit base's collapse had reached the point where it was impossible to maintain a complete body, after uttering the last sentence in a suddenly raised voice.

Finally, the soul core of the follower Alterego Ashiya Michiman was completely shattered, and his body turned into golden spirit particles and dissipated, ending the manifestation.

……

Oda Nobunaga looked at Fujimaru Tateka who was still kneeling on the ground with his head down, wondering whether to say a word or two of comfort.

But what to say, that the guy is nothing more than a villain and dies when he dies?Or is this bad and the next one is better, there are a lot of servants waiting for you in Chaldea?

It seems that nothing is right.

In other words, she is not the kind of caring character who can comfort people.The communication should be on, and even Da Vinci didn't interfere... Well, she should stand quietly for a while after all.

And Tatsuka Fujimaru, who Oda Nobunaga thought was still immersed in sadness, suddenly looked at the place where Ashiya Michimitsu had existed and said a word softly.

"wrong……"

What?The Heroic Spirit's hearing allowed Oda Nobunaga to clearly hear the murmur that sounded like he was talking to himself.

"No." Fujimaru Tachika raised his head abruptly, and the suddenly raised voice overlapped with Da Vinci's voice from the communication bracelet.

"That sentence—the last one—is a declaration of victory!"

"Red alert! Everyone be vigilant, the concentration of mana in the atmosphere has suddenly risen sharply. It is speculated that it is the energy flowing out from the fantasy tree-in short, the conclusion is that the fantasy tree is about to collapse! Run away!"

Underfoot, no, the entire space began to vibrate violently.

The land and the sky are falling apart, and the dream field that forms the basis of the dream is like animals fleeing desperately before the premonition of a natural disaster. The wilderness and ruins that seemed to be flawless instantly disperse into bright yellow "worms". The scene disappeared in the blink of an eye.

Oda Nobunaga carried Fujimaru Tatsuka back in time to the pure white space that barely maintained stability.

After getting closer, the abnormality on the fantasy tree became more obvious, even Fujimaru Tachika, who almost stayed at the basic understanding of magic, could see it——

Spiral-shaped gaps were originally scattered on the fantasy tree, and within it were contents as deep and untouchable as the universe.

However, at this time, those contents are expanding more and more, almost breaking free from the eroded skin and overflowing.

It was different from what I saw when I felled the fantasy tree in the lorebelt in the past, but it was destroyed by external forces in the past.But this time, it collapsed from the inside out.

"What's going on here? Is this thing going to collapse?"

Gojo Satoru flew over with the knocked out Knotweed Yujin, and his expression, which had been leisurely until just now, turned cold.

Even stronger after breaking through the barrier of strength, the six eyes can see far deeper than the appearance——

For example, this is not just the collapse of the dream, but the foundation of the world is slowly cracking, so the creatures that make up the dream are so anxious to escape.

"Damn it, he made a move!" Da Vinci's distressed voice came from the communicator.

"Although there is not enough data to prove it, but looking at the results now, you can probably guess that Ashiya Doman has bound his own spiritual core to the fantasy tree. Once he is eliminated, the fantasy tree will also collapse. "

"Huh? Then we are trying to find a way to replant this tree now?"

"Impossible. The cultivation and repair of the fantasy tree has never been within the scope of Chaldea's research. It is not a matter of a day or two to research it. By then..."

Da Vinci stopped talking in time, "In short, you should get on the submarine first, and leave here anyway."

At this moment, Fujimaru Tachika inappropriately remembered the dream he had just had not long ago.

In the nameless land full of stars, there is a floating white light cluster.

What the hell is-

Like a fragment in a comic, everything that is moving, whether it is human thinking, dreams, fantasy trees, or the world, has faded and stagnated at this moment.

In the gray and white static world, the only pink-haired boy with color appeared out of thin air under the fantasy tree.

The pink-haired boy wiped the sweat from his forehead expressionlessly.