Chapter 1 Rain
Hokkaido, Japan......
A drizzle of rain envelops the world, as if isolating it.
"Whew...... Call...... Whew"
The sound of very incongruous breathing came closer and closer from afar, and even then the sound was much more muffled by the rain, and it was still impossible to distinguish it, let alone find the source of the sound in the rain.
After a few moments, the sound of running was clear and rapid and covered by the sound of rain, accompanied by the irritating shouts of running from time to time, and the faint sound of breathing was long gone, I don't know whether it had disappeared or been replaced by this sound.
"Quick, quick, can't let him escape...... He's in front...... See...... Over there...... Hurry up. ”
The sound of running is getting faster and faster.
Later, dozens of people densely surrounded a circle with a radius of about one meter, and surrounded the center of the circle with a thick human wall.
In the center of the circle lay a boy who looked like fifteen or sixteen years old, the young man's clothes were in tatters, and his broken clothes were torn everywhere, and those dross cracks were not produced over time but were scratched by sharp blades, and the corresponding places of the body in each laceration were covered with scars and cracks, some of which had healed, some of which were new wounds, and the boy would squirm tightly every time he trembled those cracks, and the inner wall of the wound would be tightly rubbed, and the new blood of the wound that gradually rubbed would overflow again, but this was not a lubricant that would weaken the friction, but would make the boy more painful. At this moment, the young man's clothes were stained red with blood, and his clenched teeth were about to shatter, as if he wanted to swallow all the pain and unwillingness back into his stomach.
Among the people gathered in front of the young man, a man in the front row was dressed differently than others, he must have been the captain of the crowd, and the shout just now seemed to be shouted by him.
"Haha, boy, why don't you run, I haven't finished enjoying the process yet?"
The man's panicked look in pursuit of the boy was long gone. The players around him chattered along with him.
"The rest is ......"
The young man trembled and said these words from his mouth, although they were only a few words, but everyone present understood how much pain the young man endured to speak. However, there was no trace of worry on their faces, but only joy, because they had tacitly accepted this as the boy's "last words", but after the words fell, that happy expression could no longer appear on their faces......
After speaking, a gust of wind struck, blowing all the rain on everyone, but when the sight was restored, the boy had disappeared......
If everyone were ordinary people, there should have been people who had a mental breakdown due to this huge mental blow. Especially after three successive mental ups and downs, the captains of the crowd almost suffered from mental disorders.
Tick, tick, the rain reboots the captain's brain that has been caught in a short circuit (hey, what a fuss is this) and looks up at the stars in a daze (of course he can't see it now) The cold rain stimulates his brain.
Reaching into his jacket and feeling as if looking for something, finally a machine similar to a terminal was taken out of his pocket, and the machine was a black crystal about the size of a mobile phone (well, it can't be a machine anymore) and stared at the so-called "screen" very seriously, his expression was slightly hideous, and his eyebrows tightened unconsciously.
"This Rain ......"
Turning to the team, everyone was silent, deathly silent. The captain said no more, for language was at the moment the most pale and useless.
"Okay, don't show a dead face, go back......"
In a light word, the captain told that he was so powerless, he understood that it was impossible to find the boy at this time......
No one disputed, waved his hand, and closed the team back. On the circuit, the team members did not find that the blood vessels in the captain's hands were prominent, covered with green tendons, and at the same time, it was surprising that the "machine" in his hands showed no signs of damage.
The "machine" was not made of what looked like a black crystal, and certainly could not have been crystal, but a goblin. Spirits are created by magicians who withdraw their own magic and mental power from their main body when they reach a certain level. The darker the color of the elf, the stronger the stored mana and mental power, and the higher the level of the mage.
In the duel of magicians, the abundance of magic and mental power can make or break a battle and even life and death, and this is especially prominent among magicians of the same level. Because if both sides are almost exhausted of their magic power, as long as their mental power can support another magic, even the lowest level, it can kill you while you are sick. If it's a lack of mental power, it's even more miserable and cheating daddy, because if you don't have enough mental power, even if you have more magic power, it won't help. So no magician would let his magic power exceed his mental power. If they were to be defeated for this reason, they would be embarrassed and faceless, which is very important among some high-level magicians (who calls them masters love face).
If there is a level difference between the two sides, the higher one wins. After all, high-level mages have more magic and mental power than low-level mages, and they can use more and stronger high-level magic than low-level mages. Of course, there are exceptions to everything, and those geniuses from the past and present are not overstepping challenges and acting against the sky.
Therefore, magic and mental power often become the key to determining victory or defeat, which is why there are demon spirits in case of emergency, of course, demon spirits have other uses in addition to this, such as......
The "machine" was originally created to hunt down people like the teenager who had just escaped. Take a piece from the essence of the elf and implant it into the human body, then the "machine" has the use of tracking (it must be a waste, my black elf).
Generally speaking, even a lowest-level white elf can be implanted with a minimum of five people, in other words, five people can be tracked, but this black elf is implanted with one person......
When the boy fled, the captain took the "machine" with him. But when the boy escaped from the Yagi family, the "machine" failed, and he thought that the boy was out of the signal range, but now that he thinks about it, there is no so-called signal range and it will not fail. There was no fault when the hunt was made within the Yaki family, but when the boy left the Yaki family...... No, not exactly when the boy left, but when he left, it was not when he left, yes, that's it.
The captain's mind gradually recovered, and he reproduced the fragments in his mind.
As for the reason for the failure of the "machine", the captain probably guessed it, and at the same time, he didn't want to believe it anyway, it should be said that he couldn't believe it, he forced himself not to imagine it in that direction, because ......
Because it was the "machine" that caused this rain to malfunction, it was not ordinary water vapor that condensed in the air, but water with magical powers, no, more accurately, large water systems...... No, it's giant magic. In fact, there is only one thing that makes it ineffective, and that is to use magic that is at least equal to that of the elf to interfere in the outside world and cover the so-called range signal. In other words, the caster of this "rain" is at least equal to, or even stronger, the spirit maker. This alone does not make the captain afraid, what makes the captain really afraid is the scale of this "rain", to use the giant magic that covers the whole of Hokkaido (just the captain guesses, the captain does not think that the caster can do it), not to mention the huge magic and spiritual power consumed, just the level of the magician...... In addition, it has been basically an hour since they left the Yagi family, and the rain has not weakened, but has strengthened slightly, such a terrifying and lasting magic and spiritual power...... That...... The captain really didn't dare to imagine it anymore. At this time, the captain's underwear was already soaked with sweat, but he was already immersed in his own thoughts, and he didn't know it.
This "rain" helped the boy intentionally or unintentionally, and the captain had forgotten about the boy because of the "rain......
Who started it, for what purpose, and what is the connection with the wizarding world?...... A series of questions recurred in the captain's mind, and the pace of the Hui accelerated.
In fact, the captain only guessed eighty percent about this "rain", and one percent of them was the "rain" time. The rain hadn't been falling an hour before, but it had begun to fall after the boy had fled from Yagi's house. The other thing is that this "rain" did not cover Hokkaido alone, but all of Japan...... No, it should be the whole planet......
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