AKUMAS

Episode - 13 Mystical Glaster Ice Spells

Indeed, Fitch's face twisted sinisterly as soon as Gene finished speaking, almost like someone stepped on his face with dirty shoes. He quickly glanced at the stupidly smiling Han Shuo, but proceeded to talk to Gene, "Master Gene, this outrageous slave dares to stumble me. How could I not teach him a lesson ?! ”

Fitch rolled up his sleeves as he spoke, and hit Han Shuo's head with his gray magic wand. Han Shuo actually heaved a sigh of relief when he saw that Fitch was not using magic, but only his staff. Although Fitch is tall, he doesn't have much power. Han Shuo saw that the punch was down without too much force, and decided to ignore it altogether. He stood there and did not try to dodge, only continued to smile in a silly and honest way.

Pow!

Han Shuo suddenly had an acute pain when the magic staff knocked on his forehead. He gave me "aiyo!" That curdled up, and grimaced in pain from the magic staff in Fitch's hands. Who would have thought that even though his staff looked like it was made of wood, it had the weight and hardness of metal. Han Shuo could only feel that his brain was buzzing in pain, and a large lump had formed on his forehead.

“Sial, why is this magic wand so hard and heavy? I miscalculated this time! '' Han Shuo thought as his forehead was smashed again, before his brain had a chance to recover from the first attack. He felt his head become heavy, and he fainted dead stiff to the ground.

When Han Shuo came to his senses, he found himself on a large, soft bed. A faint medicinal fragrance floated in the air. He noticed that the two large lumps on his head had already faded, and there seemed to be some kind of ointment applied to him. It has a cooling effect and feels very comfortable.

"Are you awake?" Suddenly a face approached him. Light purple, wavy, long hair, sparkling clear eyes, fresh white teeth, and sexy red lips breathed a hint of fragrance into Han Shuo's face.

"Eh, Fan ... Mr. Fanny!" Han Shuo gasped gently as he looked at the pretty face in front of him, and his heart started pounding. He pulled himself into a sitting position on the bed and looked around, observing his surroundings.

The room was 20 square meters, and a large upright drawer was nearby. It contained various bottles of medicine, as well as some bones from the magical beast on the side. The walls are filled with magical images and text. In the center was a pedestal made of dark-colored stone, with a simple magic matrix formed on it. One glance was enough to tell Han Shuo that this was Fanny's laboratory.

As Han Shuo scanned his surroundings, Fanny also watched him in great surprise. Not until Han Shuo's gaze made a full circle and looked towards him did Fanny extend a slender finger and lightly tap her forehead. A small cry of confusion followed soon after, "Eh? That lump came down so fast? There is not even any bleeding under the stick that is pounding fast .. How is this possible? ”

Han Shuo's heart flinched as Fanny's finger touched it, and his nose greedily took a deep breath. His lips curved slightly in satisfaction as a fragrant fragrance drifted towards him.

Fanny, on the other hand, was stunned by Han Shuo's behavior. His actions just now provide some clear clues about his mischievous seduction, and are a real difference from Bryan's typical deceitful and cowardly behavior. This made him stop in incomprehension, but a low sigh of understanding followed after. He muttered lightly, "I didn't believe them before, but it seems Bryan has gone a bit crazy. I can't believe the Suffering of the Soul has turned him into this, sigh! ”

Although Fanny muttered in a very low voice, Han Shuo clearly heard everything. He laughed wryly inside, and thought that here was someone else who really believed that he had gone mad.

Suddenly, an expression of high curiosity appeared on Fanny's face and she said solemnly, “Bryan, the bruises and bumps on your forehead healed quickly; there is nothing there now. Is this a continued effect of Suffering Soul? Aiya, this is really too incredible. I have something to research further. The necromancy magic is truly amazing! ”

Han Shuo could only smile wryly with some resignation, as he watched the Fanny 'pilipala' rifle madly pierce through his belongings excitedly. Han Shuo was only a madman to him at the moment. He naturally could not explain that training the magical yuan was the reason behind the strangeness of his body.

Fanny didn't wear her glasses anymore today, and excitedly rummaged through magical objects on all sides. After a while, he sashayed towards Han Shuo, holding a light green sphere the size of his palm. The bright green ball lit up with a soft green light, and after he suddenly cast a spell, he placed the ball over Han Shuo's forehead.

Strong magical undulations came out of the ball. It was like a magnet, firmly sticking to Han Shuo's forehead as the light green ball sucked the last bit of mental strength out of his mind. The light green ball suddenly flickered like a broken green light bulb.

"Oh .. This makes too much sense! Bryan, you have mental strength in your mind! Oh my God, what happened? Could it be that Suffering Souls had the ability to overflow ordinary people with mental strength, after they were baptized with magic? This is too unbelievable! ”Suddenly Fanny shouted, wonder and fear written on her face. It seemed to find that Han Shuo's mind had more mental strength than a small shock to him.

“I've decided, this will be the topic of my future research. If the Suffering of the Soul did not drive people crazy and could leave a trace of mental strength in the body, then even an ordinary person could become a witch. Oh ... This is too unimaginable! "

Gurgles.

It was at this moment that Han Shuo's stomach protested against hunger. The excitement still had not subsided from Fanny's face as she gasped for air at Han Shuo. “It's too late today, go back and rest first. I will often find you in the future. I'll discuss with the school authorities to lighten your workload appropriately and increase your allotment, until I'm done studying this topic. ”

When he left Fanny's laboratory, Han Shuo raised his head and saw that it was already dusk when he saw the light fading in the sky. He rubbed his forehead and found that other than a slight slight slight pain, there was nothing else wrong with him now.

He completes the afternoon tasks at lightning speed, and bumps into Jack at the place where the bread is given. Jack was very surprised to see Han Shuo, and threw a strange look at him. He asked doubtfully, “Bryan, I heard you had two big bumps on your head and fainted from Fitch's magic wand? Why is there no trace of it now? "

“Master Fanny smeared the magic reagent on me, the lump naturally disappeared quickly. Heh heh, Mr Fanny is beautiful and gentle! ”Han Shuo laughs happily at Jack.

"Bryan, this is your meal today!" A voice called out from the dining room window. Han Shuo quickly ran over and received a piece of white bread, a small cup of milk and a fried egg.

"Eh? Brother Gotha did you make a mistake? Bryan should get the same food as us, and even a smaller piece of bread than mine! responsible for dispensing allotment of duty errand boy – Gotha.

Gotha stared coldly at Carey and snorted softly, “This is right, it came straight from the school authorities. This will also be Bryan's ration in the future. Talk to the school authorities if you have an opinion on it. Hmph. But you're just a little errand boy, You'll make your own life difficult if you say something. ”

Han Shuo laughed loudly as he looked at Carey and Borg's angry expressions while holding onto his white bread, milk, and eggs. He deliberately slapped his lips hard while eating bread, and continued to praise. “Mm-mm, this white bread definitely tastes different from black bread. There was even milk and eggs. Oh my goodness, it's a great day. ”

"Eh ... Bryan, can I have some milk? The milk looks delicious! ”The fat little Jack licked his lips and looked at Han Shuo with envy.

"There's still half a cup left, take it!" Han Shuo generously gave it to Jack and pulled him away, smiling merrily as the two of them walked away, leaving Carey and Borg behind with dissatisfied gazes.

Han Shuo looked at the small skeleton that night, returning to the warehouse. He noticed that the small skeleton was still lying in the wooden bucket, but the seven rounds in the bucket stopped moving. He understood with the view that this was because the magic yuan had been depleted, and reached out to fuse more magical yuan into the seven bone fragments. Only when the seven rounds had turned around the bone fragments did he stop and go to sleep.

"The "Yin Magical Concentration Matrix" was just one method in refining demon treasures. According to the instructions, one injection of magic yuan should be enough to maintain the matrix for a full 36 days. However, this expected result was not achieved in part due to the weakness of Han Shuo's magical yuan, and also because he randomly scavenged the various ingredients together.

Han Shuo felt that the magical yuan in his body had become much stronger after a bit of meditation and training in bed. A thought suddenly struck him, and he wondered if he could use the magic yuan to practice the combat magic that Chu Cang Lan had left in his mind.

Han Shuo's brows united in deep thought as he began to walk down this thought path. He could faintly sense that there were many training methods in his mind, but many of these secret demon techniques were somewhat vague, as if a thin layer of opaque paper prevented clear comprehension.

His brows furrowed as he slowly searched through his memories. He realized that the memories in his mind seemed very chaotic, and that he was unable to fully recall them all. He could only fully remember three topics, one of which was the basics of magical yuan training, and the other was the "Yin Magic Concentration Matrix" to refine demon treasures. Apart from these two, there was another cantrap called the "Mystical Glacial Spellfire".

"Mystical Glacial Spellfire" was a way of using the magic yuan, and its strength would increase according to the practitioner's level. The practitioner will be able to cast a red and purple flame spell on his palm if he circulates his magical yuan in a certain way among the meridians. The hot red flame stung, and the purple was ice-cold. If the magical level of the yuan and the practitioner were high enough, then he would be able to fuse his magical yuan into two large red and purple spell spells in his palm. This attack will be very hot and cold.

It was as if Han Shuo had received a precious treasure after he fully understood all of this. He decided to ignore all the indeterminate, obstructed memories, and began circulating his magic yuan according to the "Mystical Glacial Spellfire" method". He slowly concentrated his magic yuan into his right hand, but the meridians of his right hand felt like they were on fire as the magical yuan flowed through it during this process. His right arm became sore, numb and stiff when those thin, thin meridians felt like they were electrocuted.

The magic yuan would be able to easily and quickly flow into hands if he had not circulated it according to the "Mystical Glacial Spellfire" method". But every time he circulated the magical yuan according to spellfire's instructions, it was as if the magical yuan had encountered a significant obstacle. Every small advance was accompanied by almost unbearable pain and discomfort. It wasn't until midnight that Han Shuo could finally circulate some magic yuan from shoulder to wrist, but his entire arm was piercing in pain and useless.

He understood that only by guiding all the magical yuan into his palm and fingertips would he be able to actually use the "Mystical Glacial Spellfire" method". It was very painful now that he was clearing out a very small meridian, adjusting it to the magic yuan. Short-term pain is inevitable, and all will disappear once all meridians are cleared.

Han Shuo's eyelids became heavy, as he was not infrequently tired, and he decided to drop into bed and sleep when he thought about his duties tomorrow. He would also not be able to complete the magic training in one night.

Han Shou had a strange dream that night, a dream in which the little skeleton obeyed his orders, and beat up Fitch who had knocked on his forehead, seeking revenge on Han Shuo.