Chương 531: -525- The most vicious character
"Kurahashi, no!"
Watching the Nue launch a potentially lethal attack on the dazed Kyouko, Natsume couldn't help but scream.
Perhaps Natsume and Kyouko didn't have the best relationship, but she was not the kind of person to remain indifferent seeing a classmate's life at stake.
"Kurahashi!"
"Kurahashi"
Even the instructors involuntarily shouted out, their voices filled with a mix of shock and anger.
The dense miasma, originating from the Nue's attack, once again spread out in all directions.
Under this onslaught of miasma, the students were falling unconscious one after another, unable to move anymore.
But how would Kyouko, who faced a direct attack, fare?
The answer was now obvious.
However, there was a prerequisite—the attack had to be effective.
"Ooooooooo...!"
The Nue's roar resounded in fury, scattering the miasma shrouding the surroundings.
It was only at this moment that everyone present, including Natsume, noticed the outcome of the Nue's attack.
The heavy punch swung by the Nue, despite its massive form, did not land on Kyouko.
It had been blocked.
Blocked by an intricate sigil, more akin to a magical shield, engraved with delicate craftsmanship and made of invisible magical power.
Kyouko stood behind this magical shield, her expression still somewhat dazed.
However, Kyouko was no longer just staring at the Nue; she was looking at a figure that appeared before her, seemingly out of nowhere.
"I never thought you were so timid, freezing up when faced with danger."
The young man standing in front of Kyouko spoke with a hint of helplessness.
"Where did that courage to challenge me from when we were kids go?"
This person, taunting Kyouko, was none other than Rozen.
"You..."
Looking at Rozen's back and hearing his words, tears welled up in Kyouko's eyes.
But Rozen didn't give Kyouko time to be moved.
"You step back," Rozen said calmly, his gaze firmly fixed on the Nue, which he had blocked with his long-unused "Magic Defence" psionic shield, and instructed Kyouko behind him.
"Ye... yes..."
Kyouko nodded involuntarily, subconsciously following Rozen's instructions and stepping back.
"Oooooooo...!"
Seeing its prey leaving in front of its eyes, the Nue let out an angry roar filled with miasma.
However...
"It sounds awful!"
Rozen raised his head.
Within him, the magical circuits were running at full speed, generating a large amount of magic power under Rozen's perfect control.
However, Rozen did not convert the magic power into cursed energy to perform jujutsu.
In that moment, Rozen converted all of his magic power into psionic power.
This was the first step for a magus—Telekinesis.
Rozen manipulated his psionic power, condensing it into a projectile, much like a cannonball, and exploded heavily on the Nue.
"Boom!"
The powerful psionic projectile instantly sent the Nue flying, hitting it hard in the midst of a fierce shockwave.
The Nue's body was like a kite with a broken string, flying backward amidst the sound of breaking through the air, crashing into the office building next to the small plaza.
At once, glass shattered, walls cracked, and within the office, there was a cacophony of "crash and bang," proving just how violent the impact of the Nue's massive body was, completely disrupting the scenery inside the office.
"...!"
Watching Rozen easily send the Phase 3 Nue flying, all the conscious instructors and students widened their eyes.
Even Natsume was no exception.
"That... that technique just now, what kind of jujutsu was it?"
Natsume was extremely surprised.
Although Natsume didn't fully understand Rozen's strength, she had a clearer understanding than anyone else in this world.
So Natsume knew that Rozen's forte was manipulating shikigami in battle, and although he had learned a fair share of jujutsu, they were all types she could remember.
However, the barrier jutsu Rozen used just now to block the Nue's attack, along with the unknown attack, were something Natsume had never seen before.
Hence, Natsume was shocked, even astounded.
Unfortunately, it wasn't the time for such things now.
"Natsume."
Rozen looked towards the direction of the office and spoke to Natsume.
"I'll leave everyone to you."
The meaning of these words, Natsume naturally understood.
Taking a look around, Natsume immediately saw the students lying all over the ground, as well as the instructors who were protecting some of the barely conscious students, and even Kyouko, who had retreated to the back and was staring at Rozen's back in a daze.
Letting these people stay here is not only futile but also extremely dangerous as they will continue to be affected by the miasma and the Nue's attacks.
They must be led away from this place.
Is that what Rozen meant?
As for the Nue...
"I will handle it here," Rozen said casually.
Can he do it?
This is probably the first question everyone hearing this would ask, right?
After all, it's a Phase 3 Spiritual Disaster, a corporeal manifestation of miasma, much like Hokuto, a spiritual existence. The opponent is a Demon(Orge)-type, a genuine Orge manifesting in this matter, the most troublesome and dangerous among all types of Spiritual Disasters.
Facing a Spiritual Disaster of this level, the Exorcism Division has to mobilize an entire force just to attempt exorcism, and success is another matter altogether.
Can one person handle such a monster?
That's what everyone would think.
At least, except for Natsume, everyone else wanted to call out to Rozen to escape together.
"Aki..."
Kyouko took a step forward, wanting to admonish Rozen.
However...
"Ha!"
At this moment, laughter as if hearing something extremely amusing rang out.
"Just a little brat, and you're claiming to take care of the Nue. This is not a question of courage, but it's become laughable, even ridiculous, hasn't it?"
Such a voice reached everyone's ears, allowing everyone present to clearly hear the mockery, sarcasm, contempt, and disdain in it.
"Who...!?"
Natsume, Kyouko, and everyone else who was conscious were shocked and turned their heads, looking towards the source of the sound.
Rozen also raised an eyebrow, turned his head, and looked over.
"Thud!"
A foot wearing leather boots forcefully crushed a stone, and the person slowly walked over.
The owner of the foot is a man.
A man who makes people feel fear at first sight.
The man is estimated to be in his twenties, with a slender figure, a head of silver-dyed hair, wearing plated sunglasses, multiple earrings on his ears, and wearing a fur jacket. The exposed chest is also adorned with glittering jewelry. In addition to this, there is a belt with a silver buckle, jeans with silver chains, and polished knee-high leather boots. The dress is extremely rock.
Such a man has a face full of fierceness and evil, and his eyes are full of malicious emotions of malice and pleasure coexisting. His whole body exudes an arrogant and unruly aura, just like the incarnation of violence, full of mystery.
And on the man's forehead, there is a "×" shaped tattoo like a knife scar.
The man just put his hands in his pockets, slowly walking over, sneering as he did.
"From now on, this is my territory. Those who stop the Twelve Divine Generals from doing their job better be prepared, little brats."
The most vicious character appeared at this moment, unveiling the torrent of violence.
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