Kishibe Rohan carried the unconscious Hanae Takuto and flew for nearly a kilometer before ordering 'Heaven's Gate' to lift the order written on him.
He held Huajiang Takuto in his arms, because after canceling the command to 'fly forward at a speed of 100 kilometers per hour', his body rolled a few times on the ground uncontrollably due to inertia.
After stopping, Kishibe Rohan's attention was instantly cast on Hanae Takuto.
But even though Kishibe Rohan made such a big commotion, Hanae Takuto still showed no signs of waking up. Kishibe Rohan even felt that Hanae Takuto was in a vegetable state now.
"Takuto, Hanae Takuto!" Kishibe Rohan shouted anxiously and patted Hanae Takuto on the cheek, but he still showed no sign of waking up.
Kishibe Rohan frowned: "How could this be?"
Suddenly, as if he had noticed something first, Kishibe Rohan was slightly taken aback, and stretched out his hand to brush the bangs on Hanae Takuto's forehead.
I saw a red curse mark that seemed to be a curse appeared on Huae Takuto's forehead at some point.
"This is!" Kishibe Rohan's pupils shrank slightly. Although he didn't know what the conjurer cursed, he was sure that what appeared on Hanae Takuto's forehead was definitely related to his coma.
This kind of magic mark was originally a part of the death tour in the plan of the scorpion. If there were no comics, the manga would have Xia Youjie's body. .
One allows human beings all over the world to have the power of magic, to complete the assimilation with Tianyuan, and thus to achieve human evolution, and the death tour is just a rehearsal.
Lisuo has marked two kinds of people, one is like the knotweed that can inflict cursed objects, and the other is a person who has spells but the brain is not a magician. If everything goes according to his plan, he will After getting Xia Youjie's body, he will absorb real people in Shibuya, thus achieving a large-scale transformation of Wuwei.
The mark on Hua Jiang Tuo Dou's forehead is the mark of Yansuo.
But Kishibe Rohan didn't know these things: "Damn it, I can't wipe it off."
What exactly is this!
"Question, is the person in your arms a manga artist assistant named Hanae Takuto?"
Just as Kishibe Rohan became more and more irritable, a smiling young man appeared in front of him.
Kishibe Rohan raised his head impatiently: "Who are you?"
The young man was wearing a white top hat, his white hair was braided behind his head, and his cloak was draped behind him. At that time, the smile on the young man's face became brighter and brighter.
"Oops, so I haven't introduced myself yet!" The young man covered his mouth and looked very panicked, "This is not a mistake that a magician should make.
" It looks very elegant: "This gentleman, and Mr. Huajiang Takuto who is unconscious, it's the first time we meet, you guys~"
"My name is Guo-Ge Li, and I am one of the members of the Five Decays of Heaven and Man." Gogol The smile remained unchanged, "I'm here to kidnap Mr. Huajiang."
"Wow, I'm actually a kidnapper!" Gogol covered his mouth in surprise.
Kishibe Rohan watched Gogol perform coldly.
"Then, sir, can you hand over Mr. Huajiang to me?" Gogol's mouth became more and more exaggerated, "You don't seem to be my murder target. If I kill you, I will feel guilty." "
Kishibe Rohan put Huajiang Takuto flat on the ground: "Have you finished?"
"Huh?" Gogol tilted his head.
"Forget it." Kishibe Rohan lowered his eyes slightly, "Anyway, you will be speechless soon."
"The gate of heaven!" Kishibe Rohan summoned a substitute and attacked Gogol.
Gogol dodged in surprise: "Are you a substitute messenger? This is really an accident. The last time I saw a substitute messenger was in Italy."
"What is your substitute ability?" Gogol asked curiously.
Kishibe Rohan sneered, "You'll know right away."
"That's not necessary." Gogol shook his head, "If you fail to complete the task, you will be scolded by Fei Jia."
Gogol unfolded his cloak, Kishibe Rohan's double was wrapped inside, and Kishibe Rohan's double appeared behind him in a daze.
"What!" Kishibe Rohan was shocked. In an instant, he himself was hit by the double, and his body turned into a book.
Gogol widened his eyes and laughed, "What kind of ability is it to turn yourself into a book? It's so strange."
Heaven's Gate repaired itself.
"You can teleport." Kishibe Rohan slightly touched his face, which was the place where he was hit by his ability and turned into a book just now.
Gogol snapped his fingers in surprise: "bingo—the answer is correct, so what should I reward you~"
"How about this!" Gogol pulled a leg out of his cloak.
It was Kishibe Rohan's own right leg.
what!
Kishibe Rohan's pupils shrank slightly, and he quickly looked down. Sure enough, his right leg had disappeared at some point, and he lost his balance instantly and fell to the ground.
"Oh oh oh~" Gogol grabbed Kishibe Rohan's leg and swung it up and down, "I've got you~"
"Then ask, guess the bullet from my pistol will enter your head from the left side, Or the right side?" Gogol's mouth opened in an exaggerated and horrifying arc, he grabbed Kishibe Rohan's leg with one hand, and the other arm holding the pistol was also stretched into the cloak at this time.
"Come on, take a guess, and I won't kill you if you guess right." Gogol said coquettishly.
Damn, this guy completely treats him like a toy.
Kishibe Rohan narrowed his eyes slightly: "You want me to guess?"
Gogol nodded excitedly: "Yes, yes, come on, come on, I won't shoot if I guess right."
"If I guess right If so." Kishibe Rohan swallowed, "Are you sure you can't shoot?"
Gogol shook the pistol in his hand: "Yes, I mean what I say~ so guess quickly~"
" Take a word of mouth! (But, I refuse.)*" Kishibe Rohan sneered, "One of my Kishibe Rohan's favorite things to do is to say "NO" to guys who think they are stronger than me and reject him !*"
Kishibe Rohan looked at the distance between himself and Gogol, his substitute can't touch Gogol at all now, as long as Gogol is close to him, then he can use the gate of heaven, in this The setting is written on the person.
Thinking about this, Kishibe Rohan made a decision.
"The Gate of Heaven!" Kishibe Rohan launched another stand-in attack at Gogol, "Your teleportation ability has a distance limit!"
"As long as you leave this range, your ability is like water without a source and without a source." It 's like a tree."
"You don't have to guess where you shot me from!" The moment Gogol stretched out his hand, Kishibe Rohan shouted, "Because you won't shoot from either direction!"
Kishi Kishibe Rohan held down the gun protruding from his leg, and the bullet fired from the pistol scratched Kishibe Rohan's cheek, leaving a bloodstain.
"Now!" Kishibe Rohan shouted, "Heaven's Gate!"
Kishibe Rohan wanted to use the substitute ability on Gogol's arm the moment he stretched out his hand, but unexpectedly, he teleported over Only the front leaf of the pistol was the only one. Gogol seemed to have predicted his prediction in advance, and did not extend his arm over, giving him no chance at all.
"What!" Kishibe Rohan's pupils shrank slightly.
"Correct, correct." Gogol laughed, "However, I don't want your substitute to write something that doesn't meet my settings, so I didn't even pass my fingers~
" Pistol, don't you feel it's hot!"
Kishibe Rohan's palm was so scalded that it started to emit white smoke, as if it was overcooked, and cold sweat broke out on his forehead.
"Hehe...don't underestimate me Kishibe Rohan." Kishibe Rohan gritted his teeth.
Seeing that Kishibe Rohan did not let go, Gogol nimbly unloaded the magazine and retracted his hand. His other hand was still controlling Kishibe Rohan's thigh on the other side, and he did not allow him to leave his range at all. Chance.
"Okay, okay, I'll give you the pistol." Gogol chuckled, "It's just a pistol without bullets anyway."
Gogol looked at him intently, shaking Kishibe Rohan's thigh from time to time with his hand, His shoes were thrown flying, but Gogol didn't care at all.
"Whether you want to get close with the gate of heaven, shoot with a pistol, or run out of my hunting range, it's not allowed~"
Kishibe Rohan sat blankly for a while, as if he was getting angry from embarrassment, non-stop Throw something at Gogol.
A pistol without magazines, stones around, pens in hand, what to throw away.
Gogol shook his head and pouted: "No way, don't you just give up now."
"Oh—" Gogol sighed, "Feijia is more fun."
Kishibe Rohan was silent for a while, Suddenly laughed: "Hahahahaha——"
"What are you laughing at?" Gogol looked at him dissatisfied, "You lost."
Kishibe Rohan couldn't stand up because of Gogol's restraint, But that didn't stop him from pointing at Gogol and looking at him indifferently.
"No, it's not me who lost, but you, Gogol!" Kishibe Rohan's eyes flickered, "I admit that although your ability is the worst in the comics, it's really not easy to deal with. "
"Do you think I, Kishibe Rohan, didn't expect that you wouldn't stretch out your hand when you sent the pistol to shoot!"
"What do you want to say." Gogol's expression gradually sank.
The corner of Kishibe Rohan's mouth curled up into a smile: "I summoned the gate of heaven, not to write on you."
"I want to write orders on myself!"
Kishibe Rohan rolled up his trousers, and saw that it said 'The right foot has 100% caught the pen thrown by Kishibe Rohan'.
"I really have no way to get close to you." Kishibe Rohan's eyes darkened, "But you have already taken the initiative to approach me!"
Gogol suddenly realized something, and he turned his head to look at the hand that controlled Kishibe Rohan to go, but it was too late.
"The gate of heaven!" Kishibe Rohan pinched the pen with his right foot, and released his substitute ability when he was on Gogol.
Gogol's body froze slightly, and he was hit from the front. The sound of pages turning came from the side of his face, and then he lost consciousness and fell to the ground.
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