"What a terrible breath."

"I don't know what kind of technique it is, but I don't have much left in my technique. I can only use the Moloch mutation to deal with it."

Looking at the strange appearance of Yan Shiyi, Ailin, who had never known what was afraid of, also felt an extremely dangerous aura.

"The Demon Weasel summons!"

"Moroc mutation!"

Without any hesitation, such thought flashed in his heart, and Elin suddenly chanted twice in a row. As a magic weasel suddenly fell, colorful halos began to bloom from him.

"This trick again?"

"How much does Ailin love the magic Weasel summoning technique?"

"Aya Shiyi is so scary now that he just uses such funny techniques. The atmosphere is really destroyed by him."

Many girls in the stands who were originally scared by Ayama's current appearance, saw Ailin summoning him with the Demon Weasel, and he suddenly wanted to laugh but couldn't.

"Do you think that using such funny methods can defeat me?"

The sound of Ayan Death Wing seemed to be wrapped in a strong resentment, as if it was a spell, and the sound of making people feel uncomfortable all over sounded again.

"Funny means have also defeated your Megan. Are you laughing at your Megan in the opposite direction?"

Many students from St. Dawn Academy in the stands couldn't help but want to retort, but in the next moment, they opened their mouths and couldn't speak.

A gray oval mirror, which is as high as Ayama Wing, suddenly floated in the center of Ayama Wing.

This mirror was filled with a strong breath of death. It was facing the side of Ling Deyi, which looked like an ordinary mirror, which reflected the current terrifying appearance of Ling Deyi. The other side facing Elin suddenly gushed out strange and extremely powerful magic power, rippling out unique domain power.

"What field is this? What a strong mental fluctuation."

Kyoka Miu, who began to re-examine Ayahoshiyi in the stands, changed her face slightly, feeling that even herself might not be able to withstand this kind of power in the field.

"Sucked in?"

"What kind of sealing technique is this?!"

At this moment, the demon weasel that had just fallen from the air, Ailin, whose colorful halo was blooming on his body, was immediately sucked into the oval mirror by strange power.

Everyone was shocked to see that the demon weasel and Ailin, whose halo was blooming on his body, were fixed in the mirror, as if an eternal picture was formed on this gray resentment-like mirror.

Even the Demon Weasel's confused look and the fighting look with Ailin's face were vivid and unchanging.

"What kind of technology is this?"

In the St. Dawn Academy team, even Lin Luolan, who was usually the most calm, screamed.

Under such technical techniques, the boundary between life and death is instantly the same.

"have no idea."

Even Kate's face turned pale, "a spiritual realm."

"Is Ailin's life in danger?"

Chris's face was still calm, but her tone was extremely fast, "Teacher Kate, do you want to interrupt the game immediately?"

"What secret technique is this Baratheon? It is based on the body of resentment..." At this time, referee Cres had the idea of ​​interrupting the game, and his body couldn't help but move towards the mirror.

"What, do you want to interrupt the game?"

However, just as his figure flashed, the voice of Yan Heiyi suddenly rang, causing his body to freeze.

"It's useless. If the game is interrupted now, he will die."

The Ayama Death Wing was extremely uncomfortable, and the sound of a curse instantly made many people in the stands cold.

"What's the meaning?"

"Airin is already in danger of his life?"

"What does this sentence from Aya Shiyi mean?"

For a moment, the entire stands were in chaos and countless screams exploded.

Charlotte, who had already stood up, had his whole mind blank, but his body was trembling constantly.

"Even if I kill me, it's useless. The spiritual power of the curse Feng Jing will not dissipate."

Yan Shiyi turned slightly to look at Cres, and a cruel smile rippled on his face surrounded by gray aura, "And if you use any force to force the resentment seal mirror, the tear of power will be enough to tear him into pieces. The most important point is that I myself do not have the strength to remove the power in this field."

“He said nothing wrong.”

At this time, two voices came into Cres's ears at the same time, "Don't act rashly, this is a spiritual barrier field. It should combine Ayūyi's large amount of mental power and Ayūyi's mental power together. The battle at the spiritual level... In Ayūyi's resentment body state, his mental power will not die even if he suffers severe damage, but Ayūyi cannot bear it. No one among the people present has the ability to unlock this field. Unless Ayūyi can support it himself."

"Liszt...Luo Wan..."

There is no need to go to the station to see the station. Just listening to the voices of the two people, Cres knew that one of the sounds was Liste, the most special combat genius in the Special Affairs Hall, and the other was Luo Wan, the first magician of the Nan'an Demon Legion.

He knew very well that even if Liszt and Luo Wan, who is a master of mental control technology, said so, it would be impossible for anyone to crack the art of Ling Heiyi on the scene.

"Yingidi-wings!"

In an instant, even Cres, who was absolutely fair, couldn't help but feel cold anger at Ayashiyi.

Ayano Death Wing just wants to kill Ailin!

On the surface, Ailin still looked nothing unusual when attacking directly on the spiritual level, but he knew very well that Ailin was in his mental hallucination at this time, he no longer knew what kind of scenes and torture he was experiencing.

That is the world created by Aya Death Wing.

The pain in that world will probably be a hundred times more painful than the real world.

Can Ailin rush out of the spiritual world created by Ayama Death Wing?

Cres' hands and feet began to become cold.

He had no confidence in Ailin because he knew that even if he was hit with such an attack, he might not be able to survive.

"I said it will kill you."

Ayano took a deep breath.

Although he didn't need to breathe any fresh air in a state of curse, he felt that the air around him became particularly sweet at this time.

In his opinion, Ailin was dead.

Or, being killed and no one can save.

...

"What's going on?"

At this time, Ailin himself felt that he was in a gray space.

This gray space extends endlessly in all directions. There is nothing in the entire space except for the uncomfortable gray atmosphere.

Ailin could not feel any magical pellets in his body, and he could not even feel the weight of his body.

It seemed that his whole body had turned into light air.

"What kind of technique did I get from him?"

"How did it become like this?"

"Where is this guy Ayanoi hiding in this space?"

At first, such thoughts appeared in Ailin's consciousness one after another.

However, as time goes by, there is no Ai Shiyi appear, and the surrounding scenes are still unchanged.

"Am I trapped here?"

Ailin couldn't help but start trying to move.

Soon he discovered that this was not a normal world at all.

Because this gray space seems to have no end at all.

He walked far in one direction, and there was no change in what he saw in his eyes.

"Can't get out?"

"It's impossible. Now it's in the game. Even if I can't get out, the referee and Teacher Kate will definitely intervene."

Such thoughts emerged in Ailin's mind.

"Yinghiyi, you idiot, coward, dare you come out to fight me!"

He screamed, but the voice came from afar, empty, making people feel that the space is extremely wide.

Time continues to pass minute by minute, so dull that it makes people crazy.

It seems that the day has passed.

One day after that, two days...three days...four days...

"Am I dead?"

"My spirit is trapped in his territory and can never get out of it?"

I don’t know how many days have passed, but I still can’t wait for someone to intervene, and finally I can’t help but have such an idea.
To be continued...