Chapter 240

"Onmyoji, you finally came! Vodka, activate the space interference device!"

Hum.

The helicopter emitted a strange vibration, and an invisible ray was fired toward the target.

The pitch-black space gate twisted and deformed, quickly vanishing.

The bullets finally had no obstacles and shot straight through, splashing countless fragments.

It was just a pity that Kaze Akaso was no longer there.

Whoa.

This thing was probably high-tech created to balance out a space mage like me.

Kaze Akaso stood at the highest point of the Ferris wheel, holding Curacao, and clicked his tongue in wonder as he looked at the helicopter in the sky.

The spells he had demonstrated before were not flawless.

Although the Fireball spell was powerful, the accumulation of magic power and the casting were both relatively slow.

Back then, Kaito Kid and Lupin III could avoid it with gliders; a military helicopter, as long as it kept a sufficient distance, could never be hit.

As for area spells like the Gale spell or the Rainstorm spell, they had limited danger to a helicopter that could move quickly.

Now that the space gate, which allowed him to come and go as he pleased, had been broken, it seemed Kaze Akaso was out of options.

The gale howled all around, but it couldn't move his black trench coat in the slightest.

The area around him seemed to be isolated.

Looking at his confident and proud face, Curacao couldn't help but feel a bit intoxicated.

She gasped and said in a delicate voice: "Akaso-san..."

Kaze Akaso looked at her and said with a smile: "Don't be afraid; I'll knock it down in a moment."

"Not that." Curacao's face flushed red, "You, your hand..."

Hmm?

My hand?

Kaze Akaso's mouth curled upward.

"You can't blame me for that; who told you to tear your skirt."

Kaze Akaso squeezed, and Curacao let out a soft moan.

The battle-hardened female agent became as soft as water.

"Lord Onmyoji, I am Akai Shuichi Akai of the FBI."

A head appeared on the track not far away.

"I need light! Illuminate that helicopter; with the caliber of my sniper rifle, if I hit the junction of the propeller and the fuselage, the helicopter will definitely suffer a serious malfunction and fall."

Akai Shuichi Akai waved his sniper rifle.

"You want light? Fine, I'll give you light."

Kaze Akaso smiled slightly and extended his right hand.

Rolling magic power surged from his soul space, pouring into his body like a tide.

The trench coat on his body rose without wind, his black hair fluttered, and magic power vibrated.

He lifted his head toward the sky and pointed his finger at the helicopter turning toward them.

A grand voice resounded through the heavens and earth like thunder.

"The two of them are there! Fire! Fire! Fire!"

On the helicopter, Gin shouted frantically.

Chianti turned the control stick, and Korn, operating the machine gun, pressed the fire button.

A dense barrage of bullets was sprayed toward Kaze Akaso.

At the same time, Vodka activated the space interference device, sealing off the space gate.

"Onmyoji! Go to hell!"

Gin's eyes were bloodshot.

Past anger, past fear, and the humiliations he had suffered time and again all welled up in his heart.

"Kill you, and Sherry will still be mine!"

His words made the few people in the helicopter lose focus, and they all secretly glanced at him.

There was actually a huge piece of gossip here.

Just as they were distracted, a loud voice suddenly came from the sky.

This voice didn't sound like it belonged to the human world at all; it was as if it had descended from the nine heavens.

The voice consisted of only four words: "Summon, Thunder, and, Lightning!"

Following this voice, rumbling thunder came from the sky.

A dark cloud formed out of thin air, rolling in, right above the helicopter.

Then, light flashed within the dark cloud, and a bolt of lightning shot out, striking down viciously.

Crack!

Massive electric light enveloped the helicopter; everyone inside and outside was blinded.

Akai Shuichi Akai looked stunned, rolled his eyes, and lowered his sniper rifle.

What's the point of fighting now? I'm blind.

Besides, looking at this, can that helicopter still be in one piece?

"Ah~"

Screams filled the helicopter, and the smell of burnt meat filled the cabin.

"How can there be thunder and lightning! This is too unscientific!"

"We're being attacked! This is the Onmyoji's spell!" Gin let out an angry howl.

"The instruments are all destroyed!" Vodka shouted.

Gin finally regained his vision, and he turned his head to scan.

The infrared surveillance device and the space interference device were all broken, sparks flying inside.

"The aircraft has lost control and is falling!"

A piercing alarm sounded in the cockpit, and Chianti tried desperately to control the aircraft.

The military helicopter, emitting black smoke, swayed from side to side while falling uncontrollably toward the ground.

Gin looked out through the glass window.

Far away, he saw Kaze Akaso standing at the top of the high Ferris wheel.

One hand was pinching Curacao's little butt, and the other finger was pointing at him.

A mocking voice rang in his ears: "Gin, you've come looking for a beating again."

"Bastard, bastard, bastard!"

"Korn! Get out of the way!"

Gin was about to be driven mad by anger; he pulled Korn away, sat in the co-pilot's seat, gripped the machine gun control stick viciously, and pressed the button.

As expected of a military helicopter, it had strong protection, and its own weapon system could actually still be used.

Countless bullets poured out toward the front of the helicopter.

It was just a pity that the aircraft's directional system was damaged, and it could only move in a small range.

All the bullets could only be shot toward the center of the Ferris wheel, far, far away from Kaze Akaso at the top.

Watching the Onmyoji's mocking expression, Gin frantically pressed the button for the final weapon.

Whoosh, whoosh, whoosh.

The armed helicopter launched several consecutive rockets from its rocket pod, and the axis of the Ferris wheel was instantly enveloped in explosions, with black smoke rolling.

A missile trailing flames also rose from the bottom of the aircraft, carried by the rear flame thrusters, setting off brilliant fireworks.

Huh?

— Author's Notes —

Thanks to sky Xia Mo for the tip; adding one chapter.