Jujutsu Kaisen: Shadow King

"......Please die for me~"

Instantly.

There was no "living person" on the platform inside the "tent" except Noose.

The corpses strung in the air by the long whip were all transformed into the most primitive spell light balls under the effect of "Construction Spell Reversal".

They were not replenished back into Noose as usual, but were all licked into the stomach of the Yamata no Orochi with shining eyes and greedy mouth like eating sugar beans at the speed of light, as if afraid that someone would come to grab the food.

Noose saw this and covered his mouth and chuckled: "Greedy snake, no one will grab it from you~"

"Hiss hiss hiss~" (Really? I don't believe it!)

Looking back, he glanced at the two filthy cursed spirits beside his master.

The speed of Yamata no Orochi eating immediately increased to a higher level, and the snake's tongue almost rolled out an afterimage, and soon all the "small sugar beans" on the scene were eliminated.

After getting enough mana, the scabs on the side of the main snake head of Yamata no Orochi slowly fell off, and eight pink snake heads that were slightly smaller than the main snake head were reborn. Compared with the previous one, they were exactly the same. "Roar!!!" ×9 The nine snake heads that gathered again roared excitedly to the sky. "Okay, okay~" "You are too big, and this place is almost full of you. I will let you out to have fun later. Come back now~" Nozomi stretched out her hand to call. Yamata no Orochi nodded obediently, and then the whole body shrank instantly. It turned into a pink, cute, nine-headed mini snake with big eyes, and fell softly into Nozomi's palm, and got into her sleeves very skillfully. After a sound of snake scales rubbing against clothes, a lifelike Ouroboros necklace appeared on the slightly exposed white goose neck of Nosuo. It looked like a pure white jade carving, with red gems inlaid in the snake eyes.

The main snake head held the tail, forming the main body of the necklace.

The other eight snake heads surrounded the main snake head and turned into a spiral relief.

"Ah~"

"It's really convenient~"

The real person stared at the necklace transformed from the Yamata no Orochi on Nosuo's neck, and couldn't help but envy: "I want it so much~"

"Real person, if you stare at girls like this, you will be regarded as a pervert~" The corner of his mouth raised a faint arc, and Nosuo turned his body to avoid the real person's unconcealed offensive sight.

"Eh?"

"Nozomi is stingy~"

The real person was a little reluctant, and took out a piece of ghost-faced meat jerky that kept wailing from his arms, hoping: "If my little cutie could be as strong as Orochi-chan..."

"From a universal point of view, this kind of thing is impossible."

Nozomi said bluntly: "With the potential of ordinary people, no matter how much they develop, the "capacity" contained in their bodies is fixed."

"A meteor in a flash is destined to be less brilliant than the sun's eternal glory."

Hearing this.

The real person was like a salted fish that had lost its dream, drooping his body, and completely lost his highlight as the main villain.

However.

Nozomi's next words rekindled his belief in hard work.

"But——"

"But?!"

"The capacity of one person is limited, but the capacity of a group of people is huge, just like what I just did——"

"The cursed power obtained from the decomposition of a corpse can only barely make up for the damage to Orochimaru, but if there are enough people, it can directly give it a new life from beginning to end."

As Nozomi's words deepened.

The corners of Masato's mouth unconsciously curled up in excitement.

He felt that he seemed to have found the next path.

"As long as the 'capacity' of human beings is squeezed dry in an instant, even a drop of water can penetrate a stone."

"Master, your 'transformation of inaction' is excellent. In my opinion, its development potential is no less than the 'unlimited' technique of the Gojo family."

"I look forward to your performance in the future~"

"After all, if you become stronger, as a partner, I can also get considerable convenience."

"Nosuke~"

"I have always misunderstood you!"

"Huh?"

"So you are actually a good person T T"

Master was so moved that he burst into tears and directly beat Nosuke.

But when he wanted to pounce on him to "take advantage of him", Nosuke subconsciously dodged sideways, and Master pounced on him and fell flat on his face.

"Shoulder~" (Why is that~)

Like the real Lin Daiyu, she lay on the ground sideways, covering her face and sobbing, complaining quietly: "It's rare that I don't hate a human so much..."

"Hehe~"

Nosuo was not moved at all, and Cheng Ran smiled sweetly: "Yes, real person, your action was too sudden, I was a little scared.""Besides, even if they are close friends of the opposite sex, they won't hug casually."

"Is that so..."

"Human relationships are really complicated."

The real person looked thoughtful, and suddenly an idea came to him: "Then - I can become a girl like Nozomi!"

He did it as he said it.

Nozomi didn't even have time to stop him.

The real person had already activated the "Inaction Transformation", imitating the supreme masterpiece of the goddess Nuwa in front of him, and transformed himself into a girl who was almost exactly the same as Nozomi, but Da Lei.

Duang!

"Ah~"

"Because Nozomi's body is smaller than mine, and the feeling of compressing my soul is not very good, so I put the excess part of my soul in this part, which feels a bit heavy."

The real person held his 36D Da Lei with both hands, feeling a little uncomfortable.

On the side.

Seeing that the real person not only imitated his face, but also smuggled private goods, surpassed the genuine product with pirated copies, and also did the self-touching trick.

The anger value of the noose instantly reached the maximum, breaking the defense and going berserk, and the soul-releasing death sickle "constructed" out, and with a ruthless knife, the real person instantly rushed to the dead soul! Once hit, if not dead, he would be disabled! In order not to continue to anger the noose, he immediately restored his original form of the young man with a sewed face, raised his hands high, and pretended to surrender. But his legs had changed into leopard feet, and his muscles were as tight as springs. As long as the noose did not mean to stop, the real person would run away immediately. Wind! The blade of the soul-releasing death sickle suddenly stopped at a position only ten centimeters away from the real person's head. The real person sweated on his forehead and even had the illusion that he was cut in half. But the noose did not continue to attack after all. As she said before, the continued growth of the real person was very important to her. The Soul-Release Scythe turned into a point of light, decomposed into the purest curse power, and returned to Nozomi's body.

Seeing this, the real person let out a long sigh.

He was also completely relieved.

That knife was simply a natural nemesis for someone like him who played with souls.

Every moment he saw it, his soul would instinctively feel uneasy.