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In the evening, Asakura's house.

Anna of the Osorgyan walked to Asakuraba's room in a bathrobe, her long wet hair falling behind her head.

"You're bold." She said to the boy sleeping on the tatami mat. "Go to bed without saying hello to me when you come back, so lazy, tomorrow is the official game."

"Bang" ......

A package smashed on the body of the Asakura leaf.

"Take it, your grandfather sent me to see you and leave, and the combat uniform was also sewn for you. Remember to take it tomorrow, that's all, good night. ”

"Smack"......

The sliding door was shut, and the girl in the bathrobe stood quietly in the doorway.

From tomorrow onwards, it will never be seen again.

―Although it sounds good, the chances of surviving the battle ・・・・・・ less than 1 in 10,000.

―Actually, it's almost a farewell.

"Ye, you are really strong, nothing can shake you."

"Although he said so to Yuxu during the day, is it me who is really reluctant?"

Anna gradually realized the throbbing inside her, a violent emotion she had never tasted before.

She is not actually a child, because she is too powerful with magical power, she has passively read the thoughts of everyone around her since she was a child.

It was a world full of sin and **, and Anna forgot her age in the process.

But the boy saved himself, saved himself from infinite malice.

So—

"Ye, at least tonight, can I sleep with you?"

Sliding the door and opening it again.

Black Thousand Feather Crane

The man must have been lonely

It's also very mysterious

In the long night

She folded and folded

Fold and fold

Glad but pretending to be cold

Gaze at the wedding photo with you

Love is

Meet, part

Put on your wedding dress

See you again in the Fear Mountain

The next day, the U.S. military base in Japan, Tokyo.

God knows what kind of thinking circuit that group of psychics actually set up a meeting point in a US military base? Could this be the beginning of a collision of technology and magic?

Early in the morning, a group of psychic people in fancy clothes came here.

There are all kinds of murderous costumes, including monks, nuns, Taoist priests, teachers, nuns, witches, priests, Egyptian priests, onmyoji, maids, giant robots, tree moving kings, flying knife maids, and so on.

Damn it! This is a sight that any normal person would twitch the corners of his mouth and twitch to the base of his ears.

Strangely, the group of American GIs patrolling everywhere turned a blind eye as if they hadn't seen anything.

"That's the traditional craft of our Pache clan!" A man dressed in Native American costume explained to the contestants.

I saw four metal totem poles full of post-modern sense standing around the square, and everything in this range was completely invisible to ordinary people.

Several Pache crews are guiding psychics to a huge passenger plane.

"That's the traditional craft of the Pache tribe!" An Indian man pointed to the plane.

“… ・・・That's an airplane, right? One of the contestants asked weakly.

"That's right! But that's also a traditional Pach craft! ”

Which primitive tribe can make such a traditional handicraft as a passenger plane!!

Moreover・・・・・・ the plane clearly has "Boeing" printed on it!!

"That's Gorem." Anna said, pointing to a huge robot more than a dozen meters away.

Although it looks inconspicuous, it is a great killer weapon that devours souls to transform into power, as long as there are enough souls devoured, its power will become stronger and stronger, and it can even compete with god-level psychics.

You know, there are only three god-level psychics in the entire world, and this thing can be mass-produced?!

"Use this thing." Li Lian flicked his fingers, and a tracker the size of a button was attached to Gorem's body.

The ・・・・・・ ultra-stealthy GPC tracker produced by the Lord God only costs 998! You deserve it.

Although this Gorem is very strong, its manipulators are only two little children, and Li Lian is not worried that the tracker will be discovered at all.

"It's not appropriate to start now, let's find an opportunity later." Li Lian said lightly. To be honest, there are really not many dangerous things in the world of the psychic king, and as a standard blood comic, the character of the plot characters is too easy to grasp. Anyway, the protagonist and his gang are absolutely eating to death.

The only thing worth noting is -- --

"It's so small."

A cold voice sounded behind him, and a long-haired teenager walked leisurely.

If you look closely, he looks very similar to Ma Cangye, but his temperament is completely different, even though he is only a teenager, he gives people the feeling that he has lived for hundreds of years.

His name is King Macang Ye, the only onmyoji who has achieved the sacrifice of Taishan Mansion, and the immortal has absolutely overwhelming magical power.

In this life, his body name is Asakura Yoshi, and he is the protagonist's sibling brother.

"What do you think, strange man?" King Ye said to Li Lian.

Of course, Li Lian understood why he had found him, for King Ye, the five members of the Inspiration Team were like torches in the night.

- Because he can't read the thoughts of reincarnations.

Vision, the most vicious power. The owner can see other people's thoughts clearly in black on a white background.

In King Ye's eyes, everyone's thoughts were transparent - except for the few strange guys in front of him.

Come to think of it, how could he not be interested in the Implied Team?

Li Lian laughed: "It's really a little small. He said lightly.

The spiritual awakening degree is the strength of the soul, and everyone in the Inspiration team is a strong person with more than 50% awakening, and it is undoubtedly a daydream for King Ye to see through the soul of this intensity.

"Are you also participating in the Psychic Battle?" King Ye asked with a smile.

His smile does not mean kindness, his heart is like stagnant water, and the smile on the surface is just a habit.

"No, we're actually mercenaries."

"Mercenaries?" King Ye was a little stunned.

"Hehe, after all, the psychic body's body is just ordinary. It would be much safer if we had protection, but of course, from another point of view, as long as we were hired, the enemy would be much more dangerous. ”

"Hah, I guess it's actually you who are more dangerous, right?"

"Bang" ......

In less than half a second, the huge red super-spirit body poked out from behind King Ye and stabbed its three-meter-wide claws towards Li Lian.

That's ・・・・・・ soul fire! One of the most powerful nature spirits in the world, representing the flame of the natural elements.

"Yes, we are indeed dangerous ourselves." Li Lian didn't even blink his eyelids and said with a smile.

The claws of the soul fire stopped a centimeter in front of Li Lian's forehead.

Ye Wang felt slightly surprised, could it be that the man in front of him really couldn't see the soul? Is it really just an ordinary person?

But...... Why can't he read his mind?

"But we are mercenaries, the danger is always proportional to the gain, if the person who hired us becomes the psychic king, then we will also make a lot of money." Li Lian continued, completely treating the monster hanging in front of him as air.

That's the undisputed strongest super-spirit in this psychic war! The monster formed by consuming nearly 400,000 mana, the super-spiritual body of an ordinary psychic can consume one percent of its mana power, and you have to snicker!

King Ye is a monster who has been in hell for a full 500 years, and he is at the level of being able to drink tea with Lord Yama.

"Oh? Haha, that's so interesting. In other words, you're also looking for someone who might become a psychic king? Then help that person become the psychic king, and you will have to earn. Haha, what a genius idea. ”

King Ye laughed heartily, innocent like a child.

"Now, look, these are my men." King Ye pointed behind him, it was a group of psychics whose magical power was overwhelming, "I am the one you are looking for who is destined to become the psychic king." How about trying to get hired by me? ”

King Ye sent out an invitation.

1, Anna was only 13 years old when she said "sleep with you"! Takei, this beast......

2 The rules of the main god: Genius is one percent inspiration and ninety-nine percent perspiration. But that one percent inspiration is sometimes more important than ninety-nine percent perspiration. (The second half of the sentence has been deleted from the primary school textbook).