Those eyes hung high above my head, and there was a vague figure in the dark space. Under the gaze of these eyes, I felt like an ant on the ground.
The most important thing is that the owner of these eyes gives me a very powerful feeling of pressure, but I also feel that this is not the real person of that person, but just a phantom, or a spiritual thought.
Looking at the phantom in the dark space, I couldn't help but swallow, thinking to myself, what on earth is this, and why can these little Japanese people summon this kind of existence?
"What do you know about this?" I asked the person inside me in my heart.
His sneer sounded in my heart, and then he said: "I know him, I don't know him either."
What he said was so confusing that I couldn't figure out what he meant.
Just when I was about to ask him again, the shadow moved.
I saw him raise one hand and press it down towards me.
The shadow in the darkness was very tall. One hand was as big as a millstone. The most important thing was that there was endless pressure on this palm. Under this pressure, I sadly found that I could actually move.
Can't even move.
The huge palm was getting closer and closer to the top of my head, but no matter how hard I struggled, I couldn't move. In the end, I simply gave up completely, because I knew that the being inside me would never watch me being slapped.
Meaty.
"Oh, these devils can actually touch him." The being in the body sighed.
Then he said angrily: "It's all a piece of trash like you. You can't even deal with this guy's soul, and you still want me to take action."
Hearing his words, I couldn't help but smile bitterly, thinking to myself, damn, I'm just a mortal. Although I know magic, how can I compare to a monster like you?
I could hear that the being in my body seemed to be a little afraid of that phantom. It wasn't that he was afraid, but that he was unwilling to take action.
I don't know why this is, and I don't have time to guess, because now that huge palm has landed on top of my head, and I will be slapped to pieces in the next second. This phantom is so terrifying in my eyes.
"Sigh." The guy sighed, and the next moment I felt that I was losing control of my body, and I knew it was him who took action.
The palm had already reached the top of my head and even touched my hair. The next moment, I raised my left hand to meet it.
The huge palm like a millstone stopped, unable to press any more.
"How dare you, a junior, take action against me." I sneered, raised my head and looked up contemptuously, the vigorous power in my body surged out, like a legendary demon.
The huge palm that came to press my head paused for a moment, as if it felt something, and then quickly retracted, and the pair of red eyes in the darkness stared at me closely.
"Is it you?" A voice sounded in the darkness, and his tone did not fluctuate at all. The voice that originally sounded majestic was actually trembling slightly at this time. That was fear.
"In this generation, is the status of the prince so worthless? If anyone invites you all, even these Japanese pirates can summon you like a dog?"
I clasped my hands behind my back and stood in front of the huge shadow. At this time, my body was controlled by that existence. The endless power surged out of my body, making me feel extremely powerful. Even facing that existence, I had no fear at all.
meaning.
Mr. Fu?
Hearing him call that phantom that way, I couldn't help but be filled with curiosity. What is the identity of that phantom?
The person on the other side was silent for a moment, not knowing what he was thinking. After a while, his voice rang out again: "They used an ancient method of inviting gods, and it had something to do with Fu Jun's soul, so I
Come here with a trace of your spiritual thoughts."
"Hmph, you guys are really inferior to each other. You are all trash. Why don't you get out of here!" The being said sharply to Dao Xuying.
Hearing this, I was extremely shocked. I knew how powerful that phantom was, but I didn't expect that being to be so rude to him, and actually told him to get out of here like he was driving a dog away.
The shadow in the darkness was silent, seeming to be struggling with what decision to make.
"I'm sorry to bother you, I'm leaving right now." After a moment, the voice sounded again.
This time I was really stunned. I never expected that he would really want to leave, all because of that existence's words.
"You know what's going on. When I go back later, I can consider showing mercy to you. If you dare to leak my information to that bald man, you will die miserably." The guy said to him.
There was silence in the darkness, and then those red eyes remained motionless, as if they were thinking about something, but they gradually disappeared after a moment, and the space in front of me became distorted and returned to the cave again.
At this time, the four Japanese were still sitting on the ground, but they were looking at me with wide eyes and a look of horror on their faces. It was obvious that they couldn't figure out what was going on. The man they had worked so hard to invite
Why did the bit suddenly leave?
Only I know because of the existence inside me.
Just now in the darkness, when I faced the phantom, I could clearly feel his power. That kind of power did not belong to mortals, but to some kind of gods. The Japanese used the technique of inviting gods just now, but
I don't know which god they invited.
Of course, the existence of gods is too powerful. Grandpa also said that some masters among magicians can invite gods through the magic of inviting gods. However, these are not real gods, but just a trace of the gods' thoughts.
Although it is just a trace of divine thought, it is still an existence that is so powerful that it is irresistible to ordinary ghosts. It is unexpected that these little Japanese can also use divine magic.
However, Japan's Onmyoji is derived from Taoist magic. It seems reasonable that they would invite divine magic, but I don't know yet which deity they invited just now.
What shocked me the most was the being in my body. He actually told the god to get lost with just one sentence. He was not polite, and there was a hint of superiority in his tone.
'When I go back later, I can consider being merciful to you and don't reveal my whereabouts to that bald man.' This is what he said to the god. It seemed to be a threat and pity. The most important thing is that the god didn't talk nonsense at all.
, seems to acquiesce to this threat and mercy.
Does that mean that the existence in my body is actually more powerful than that god, and much more powerful?
"I'm a little tired. Although the guy just now was weak, he was not easy to deal with. I haven't recovered yet. I have exhausted too much energy to drive him away. I leave this place to you."
After his words fell, I regained control of my body.
The divine thought appeared just now, and I felt his aura very clearly. I knew how powerful it was. To be able to drive away that existence, he must have consumed a lot, so he needs to rest now.
Looking at the four Japanese, I sneered and stretched out my hand.
The nails on both hands grew crazily, reaching a length of more than ten centimeters.
The dark nails shone with a faint light, like sharp weapons from hell.
