Dragon Clan: Retired Death, goes to work to slay dragons

"how should I do?"

Caesar asked with bright eyes and an expectant tone.

"As we all know, each word spirit has its own domain. If you have the same word spirit, then the strength of the bloodline will determine the size of the word spirit domain, just like the example I just mentioned."

"The blazing sun of an A-level hybrid is enough to light up half of the academy, but the hybrid priest who can barely use the word spirit can only create a ball of light with a diameter of less than one foot, and puts it behind his head and declares that he is the resurrected Jesus. .”

Jiang Shouyun looked at Caesar, then turned to look at the people in front of him, and said with a smile: "So, if you want to advance and downgrade the spirit of the same sequence while keeping your bloodline unchanged, there is only one simplest way. .”

In the curved lecture theater, the young man put one hand in his pocket and wrote on the blackboard with chalk in the other.

The crisp black suit highlights his tall figure, and the glasses on the bridge of his nose give him a more academic air.

The students in the entire classroom were silent, with several pairs of eyes staring closely at the blackboard, as if they were afraid of missing any details. The only sound they could hear was the rustling of chalk.

Such a serious class atmosphere and such well-behaved little dragons, if other teachers saw it, their eyes would be red with envy.

After all, Kassel College implements an elite talent system, which leads to a loose academic atmosphere and the prevalence of freedom. The most indispensable thing is those students who are pretentious and eclectic.

With the cultivation and etiquette of these little dragons, they may be able to avoid disturbing the order of the class, but it is too difficult to get them to listen carefully.

The mixed race also has the dragon Mu Qiang in its heart, and instinctively does not recognize those aging professors, even if they are geniuses among ordinary people.

However, Jiang Shouyun did it on the first day of class and created the class environment that all teachers dream of.

First slap them, and then give them two sweet dates.

Under the combination of kindness and power, the little dragons who used to be arrogant and ambitious are now like docile sheep under the shepherd.

"That is, learn to limit and expand your own territory."

Jiang Shouyun turned to look at Caesar who seemed to understand, and warned: "Next, I will inject pure spiritual power, the so-called spiritual element, into your spiritual body to strengthen your spirit. strength."

"After you use the speaking spirit, use your spirit to control your domain. Be careful not to go too far."

"...Okay." Caesar then came back to his senses, nodded, his ice blue eyes glowed with golden light, and in the high-pitched chanting of the Word Spirit, he released his Word Spirit, Kamitachi, with all his strength.

"Kamaitachi" are wind demons in Japanese mythology. They are three brothers who hide in the wind and cut passers-by with the vacuum formed by the high-speed wind.

The releaser of the word spirit named after it gave orders to the wind in the domain, and the wind captured all sounds and handed them over to him as if it were enslaved by him.

"Close your eyes and feel with your heart the power I give you." Putting his palm on his shoulder, Jiang Shouyun said softly.

Hearing this, Caesar closed his golden eyes and stood silently.

At the same time, he felt a faint cold current slowly flowing down his shoulders and towards his body.

The brain gradually becomes clearer, and the perception of the world becomes clearer, just like a hazy gauze has been lifted.

His spirit was raised to the extreme, invisible orders were issued, the original domain expanded again, and Kamamaitachi danced wildly in the void.

All sounds within a radius of several hundred meters, like the sound of a surging ocean tide, were rushing towards him, echoing in his mind at this moment.

Including outside the classroom, pigeons pecked their wings on the roof, bugs dug gently on the ground, spiders crawled slowly on the cobwebs, and hundreds of heartbeats with different rhythms inside the teaching building.

Even in the darkness without a trace of light, he could still use the wind as his eyes and control all the sounds around him.

This sudden surge in power and the feeling of being in control of everything made Caesar addicted.

But when he was addicted to it and couldn't extricate himself.

"Caesar, consolidate your territory." A calm voice exploded in his mind like thunder.

Caesar's body trembled, as if a basin of cold water had been poured on his whole body, and he suddenly woke up.

With the blessing of the gentle spiritual power on the spirit, the area with a radius of several hundred meters gradually began to shrink, shrinking to the size of a classroom with all its strength.

With the compression of the realm of speech spirits, the scope of activities of the wind monsters became smaller, and finally they began to bite and fuse with each other.

"That's..." In the eyes of everyone, the originally transparent and colorless realm actually had a dark red color.

Like a blood mist, it rose around Caesar in the classroom.

But that was not the real blood mist, but a group of invisible creatures, a group of monsters transformed from the wind.

"The wind enters the Tao, and when it encounters blood, it becomes a demon." - Abe Seimei.

Word Spirit·Vampire Scythe!

"I succeeded?" Caesar showed uncontrollable joy.

The power given by Jiang Shouyun made Caesar tremble and be surprised. The power flowing deep in his blood has never been so active.

Tens of thousands of invisible sickles were merging and biting, and the will of the dragon's blood turned them into bloodthirsty wind monsters. The last few remaining ones let out silent screams.

His unparalleled self-confidence made him particularly excited, as if he could wake up groups of weasels...

But soon, the smile on his face froze, and he suddenly began to feel a stab of pain in his brain, as if a long needle had pierced his body from the inside out.

The originally gentle kamaitatsu suddenly became violent and bloodthirsty. This word spirit was no longer the harmless messenger kamaitachi they once were. They turned into blood-thirsty thugs under the bite and fusion.

A panic arose in Caesar's heart, and he chanted dragon texts in his mouth, trying to regain control of them, but the order seemed to have lost its effect.

The bloodthirsty wind monsters no longer surrounded him, but were like a swarm of mosquitoes entrenched in a whirlpool under the street lamp.

The whirlwind that swept through the invisible sharp blades, with Caesar as the center, surged straight towards the crowd in front of them.

Are you kidding me? !

If a human body faced a wind-blade-like vampire sickle, any exposed aorta would be fatal.

However, just when Caesar opened his eyes in a panic and wanted to speak to remind everyone.

But suddenly I felt that the strongest heartbeat around me disappeared.

"This is the negative teaching material for forcibly constricting the field." A calm voice came into my ears.

I saw Jiang Shouyun standing in front of everyone, waving the short knife gently in his hand, and giving serious instructions to the people who didn't know what to do.

"...What?" Caesar stared at him in disbelief, as if looking at a ghost that shouldn't exist.

Its sickle didn't bring back any heartbeats. If he hadn't seen it with the naked eye, he might have found it hard to believe that there was actually a person standing there...

No.

Caesar's eyes widened and he finally saw clearly.

It's not that Kamaita lost its effect.

But those bloodthirsty wind monsters can no longer return to him.

Jiang Shouyun seemed to wave the sword casually, but it chopped all the wind monsters that tried to attack them into pieces and completely disappeared into Caesar's domain.