The Legend of Tokyo Taoist

Chapter 189 Final Battle (11)

The terrifying sounds of ghosts and wolves howling continued to ring out in front, as if the evil spirits had discovered their target and poured into areas they had never entered before and began to attack Qian Xiaoyi.

"You didn't expect that." Hiruda's eyes were full of satisfaction: "From the moment your hair fell into my hands, you were at a disadvantage. In addition, the venue for this commission is exactly what the military books say: I have the best time and the best location. The moment you stepped into this place, you were destined to die here, hehe..."

He suppressed his laughter and muttered to himself with a distorted expression, "I had originally planned to let you go and take you in as my younger brother if you begged for mercy, but you actually dared to scold me like that! Since I learned the spell, no one has dared to scold me like that! Die! Die die die die die die..."

In order to prevent Qian Xiaoyi from escaping, the sorcerers have dispersed and blocked off the area. Although they cannot see what is happening ahead due to the fog, they can only see ghostly shadows and hear constant inhuman screams. The battle seems to be very fierce.

"That's great, that's great..." Hiruda listened to those horrible noises and said intoxicatedly, "After I tear you apart, these evil spirits will start to kill each other like a Gu, and the last few powerful evil spirits left can be used by me... Thank you so much, Qian Xiaoyi. If it weren't for you, I wouldn't have such a good opportunity to meet so many evil spirits, and I wouldn't be able to kill a foul-mouthed guy like you. This is really the happiest day of my life."

"I suggest you don't speak too early." Qian Xiaoyi's voice sounded in his ears.

"?!" Hiruda was shocked and subconsciously took out a rusty utility knife that gave off an ominous aura from his arms. He pulled out the blade with a "sizzle" and looked in the direction where the sound came from.

However, he saw nothing, as if it was just an illusion.

No! He didn't hear it wrong. He did hear Qian Xiaoyi's voice just now!
"Here, here, where are you looking?" Qian Xiaoyi's voice sounded in his ears again.

Hiruda's body stiffened, and he slowly turned his head and looked over his shoulder.

On his shoulder, a paper man with Qian Xiaoyi's hair tied to his head was sitting there, looking at Hiruda with his round head.

"Ah!" Hiruda screamed and slapped the paper man with his hands, trying to knock him off his shoulder. After a round of slapping, the paper man on his shoulder disappeared. Just as Hiruda looked at the ground to see if it had fallen to the ground, Qian Xiaoyi's voice rang out again from above his head.

"Hey, you are so rude." The paper man said in Qian Xiaoyi's voice, "It was you who made my hair into a medium, why are you afraid of this now? Don't you always carry this paper man with you?"

"Come down! Come down right now!" Hiruda screamed, rubbing his long hair randomly. This situation that was beyond his cognition made him extremely terrified.

The paper man said behind him, "Hiruda, instead of going crazy here, why don't you pay attention to your surroundings?"

Hiruda stopped moving and looked around. The evil spirits he had hurt had gathered around him, and their bloody resentment had become physical.

"Enjoy it, Hiruda." The paper man climbed onto his head again, gloating, "Didn't you work so hard to find them?"

In a flash, Hiruda quickly reached out and grabbed the paper man, saying with a distorted face: "As long as I tear you apart..."

He exerted force with both hands and was about to tear the paper man apart when he immediately felt a heart-wrenching pain centered on the top of his head.

"No, no, no." The paper man said, "You also understand things like spells, right? Don't you know what's going on now?"

Hiruda said in disbelief: "This paper man has become my personal belongings, and you use your hair to turn it into a medium to deal with me?! This... this is impossible!" "You know nothing about the art of curse." The paper man said contemptuously: "You can use other people's personal belongings as a medium, and others can certainly influence you through that medium. You still want to fight with others with this? Didn't your master teach you the relevant knowledge? Or have you only bullied ordinary people who don't know spells? That's too bad, isn't it?"

"Shut up! Shut up, shut up, shut up!" Jealousy, extremely jealous emotions filled his mind, Hiruda roared: "Why do you know how to cast spells? Aren't you an upright person? Why do you know everything?!"

"Rather, I'm also confused as to why your level is so low?" The paper man said, "It's okay for Gui Teng, that guy is a latecomer, but you have a legacy, right? Now it seems that your level is only slightly better than his, why are you still so arrogant? Is your head full of shit?"

"I'm going to kill you! I'm definitely going to kill you!" Hiruda shouted, "How dare you look down on me! You and Kiteng must die! That traitor! How dare you help a disgusting outsider like you to deal with me?!"

"You better survive first." The paper man sneered.

Hiruda looked around. The evil spirits had surrounded him. Hiruda's eyes were red with anger. He opened his coat, revealing various cursed objects hanging inside the coat, including blood-stained puppets, dried eyeballs, and the puppets from before. He said viciously, "Men, go out and let these wild evil spirits see your power..."

"Come and hit me, you idiots." The paper man suddenly shouted to the evil spirits around him.

The evil spirits seemed to have received a signal and pounced on Hiruda angrily. The cursed objects on Hiruda's body also began to tremble. The two black resentments collided with each other and entangled endlessly.

The noise made the sorcerers guarding Qian Xiaoyi's magic circle turn their heads, wondering what was happening over there.

"What's going on!" A masked sorcerer muttered to himself in surprise, "Why are all the evil spirits running in that direction? What is Hiruda doing? What if that Chinese guy runs away?"

"Don't worry, I won't run away."

Qian Xiaoyi came out of the fog with his bag on his back and said, "How can I run away when you guys are still here? If I run away, you will definitely come and provoke me again, right? So I'm going to kill you all here."

The masked sorcerer was shocked. This meant that the departure of those evil spirits was indeed related to this guy in front of him! This was a big deal. The situation that was sure to kill him was easily solved by the other party!
"Hey! Do you still want to attack me?" He shouted fiercely, "Let me tell you, no matter whether we attack you through cursed spirits or evil spirits, there will be no evidence that we actively attacked you. But you are different! Your method is too obvious. If you take the initiative and are discovered afterwards, it will be a violation of the rules of the game. Do you still want to become the public enemy of the exorcists in this country?!"

"Thanks for the reminder." Qian Xiaoyi nodded: "So, using the evil spirit's method will be enough? I see, then I will let you see... the uniqueness of cognitive magic."

The last sentence was spoken in Chinese, so the other party didn't know what Qian Xiaoyi said.

But he could feel that after saying that, the aura of this Chinese man changed, as if the person standing there was no longer a human being, but something else.

Qian Xiaoyi stretched out his hand towards the sorcerer, a wriggling hair was entangled on one of his fingers. The figure of a woman in red flashed past him. Before the sorcerer could say anything, a huge resentment like a tsunami erupted from Qian Xiaoyi's palm and drowned the sorcerer.

Qian Xiaoyi grinned, his mouth stretched to his ears, revealing a mouthful of sharp teeth:
"Now, I am the evil spirit."

(End of this chapter)