Infinite Journey From Hogwarts

It's really interesting, Cedric could hardly restrain his joyful smile just now.

The appearance of the bull's head here is not only the attraction of Iyenami's mark, but also his wish.

Following the causal line between Niu Tau and himself, Cedric already understood that this constantly entangled and growing causal line was the 'wish' subconsciously made by his divine body a few days ago.

And just now, through the river lantern, he has formed karma with most people in Tokyo.

Although he was bound in the shrine like a cocoon.

But from another point of view, He also weaves a huge causal web that covers the entire Tokyo and radiates the entire neon, while He himself is like a 'spider' on the web of Karma or a huge 'Black Hole of Karma'.

Due to its huge size, all things that are causally connected to him, whether they are humans or gods, will be involuntarily attracted to him.

It turns out that [Fate] also needs to obey the law of universal gravitation.

And the 'wish' made by his god body exacerbated this process.

In other words, you can try to sublimate the priesthood of [Prayer], so as to set foot in the field of [Destiny].

It was such a pleasure.

Thinking of this, Cedric frowned subconsciously, [Fate] shouldn't be such an easy field to get involved in, at least until his own causal ability is great.

He raised his head involuntarily, crossed the space, and saw the dog brother Cu Chulainn who was doing nothing in the shrine.

In addition to the slow practice method of clarifying one's own karma line, the [Declaration of the Great God] mastered by Cu Chulainn is undoubtedly a shortcut.

This ability to reverse cause and effect and let the 'effect' determine the 'cause' is too wasteful if it is only used for fighting.

I have to find a good teacher for Cu Chulainn, let him expand this ability as soon as possible, so that I can master this ability by virtue of my identity as the God Master and Master.

I have to say that Gou Ge's lucky attribute is deceptive, but just because of the possibility of being able to set foot in the field of [Fate], a lot of main gods will want to accept him as a subordinate god.

Niutou looked at Cedric, who was becoming more and more casual, even in a daze, and the suspicion in his heart was like a ghost, constantly covering his heart.

However, the desire brought by the mark of Iyenami was hard for him to refuse.

I was a little hesitant for a while.

He let out a long breath, and his voice was like thunder, "Do I know you?"

As we all know, ferocious beasts do not make sounds to disturb their prey when they prey, but when they feel threatened, they will roar in an attempt to deter them.

But there was silence.

Tsuchimie Log thought that Niutou was asking about their Tsuchiyamen family. After all, Harutora had self-reported his family at the beginning. Although the other party was a great monster who could maintain a perfect human form, the family inherited by the ancestors of Onmyoji was not built .

He passed Harutora, and Daiyi walked to the front in awe-inspiring manner, and confronted Utou, "I am the 56th generation grandson of Abe Seimei's ancestor, Shimoto Mimon Log."

He looked disdainful, as if saying to the parking boy, "Be careful, my car is quite expensive."

As a direct descendant of the Tuyumen family, he still has the ability to perceive words and emotions, but Niutou's hesitation and suspicion just now were obviously misunderstood by him.

Suppressing his anger, it had been a long time since Master Niutou was despised by a little onmyoji.

His eyes kept examining Cedric, but the other party seemed unaware.

Is it my hallucination? Master Niutau finally decided to be steady.

"Red ghost, go and offer me the blood food." The bull-headed lord was startled, and he stepped back and sat cross-legged on a monster like a python.

It's like an ancient general who roared, "Who can take the head of the other for me."

The fierce generals gathered under the tent, shouting one after another, "Please warm up three cups of wine for XX, and XX will come as soon as he goes."

This is definitely not Congxin, Lord Niutou swore, as a ghost king, this is what he wants.

A monster with a height of three meters and red horns came out. Its muscles were as red as blood like a skinned frog, and its sharp teeth were interlaced like sharp knives. cracked hide.

This is the Neon Ghost Clan with names and surnames.

Monsters like them can enjoy the [fear] brought by the race from birth. They are nobles among monsters, and they are born with extraordinary power.

"This is the red oni, the legendary oni who were subdued by Momotaro." Tsuchimikado Harutora said in a solemn voice.

Although Momotaro is a fairy-tale myth roughly equivalent to "Gourd Baby", his birth was not simple.

He is one of the three peaches who helped Iyanagi escape from the ancient kingdom of Huangquan. He was conferred by Iyanagi as [Yifujia Moudou Meiming], and he has the priesthood of helping all living beings in [Australia China].

He is a real great god, and the red ghosts who can fight against him in the myth are certainly not simple.

They are born as fourth-order ghosts, even senior reincarnations need to think carefully when encountering them.

The red ghost waved its sharp claws, piercing the air, turning into the sound of howling wind, "Let me see whose heart I will dedicate to Lord Niutou first."

All the ghosts around were crying or laughing, they wanted to see the despair of the human sacrifice before death, this is the most beautiful tribute.

Sitting on the ghost snake, the bull's head as stable as an old dog: It's the man in the middle, hurry up, and, it's best not to say my name again.

"You, or me?" Tsuchimikado Harutora pulled the sluggish logs in front of him.

Log said in a dry and trembling voice, "You should do it."

This plot is wrong, what about the promised hero saving the beauty? How come even mobs are bosses? Didn't the gods hear my prayer?

Chunhu didn't care what Logu was thinking now, the blood in his whole body was boiling, and the half of the blood that came from the demon was almost ready to come out.

"Shikigami, the white tiger of Xingxiu, descended on me." Chunhu's shirt was torn apart by the berserk momentum, and a tattoo of a white tiger descending the mountain was vivid on his back.

The black and white tiger stripes are fully visible, the tiger's mouth roars, and the red ground seems to have just enjoyed the sacrifice. The tiger's eyes are round and staring in all directions. The tiger's body is strong and stretches along the muscle texture.

But now the white tiger came alive, roaring at dawn, suppressing the clamor of all the ghosts.

The muscles all over Chunhu swelled, his fingertips were like tiger claws, and he looked at Chigui with a bloodthirsty light.

"A melee onmyoji?" Cedric asked curiously.

Unexpectedly, these onmyojis are advancing with each passing day and have developed new schools.

So this genre should be named according to the ancient method, Gandalf Bigby Yin-Yang Liu?

Log rarely said seriously, "Chunhu has no talent in spiritual power, this is the path he chose."

No spiritual talent? Cedric's eyes grew more and more curious.