It's a power, not a spell

"Record - December 2017, 12"

"Tokyo Shinjuku"

"A student of the Tokyo Metropolitan Conjuration College (here is a top secret), who injured the conjurer Gojo Satoru,"

"Using its technique to cause large-scale damage to the surrounding area,"

"In the end, the conjurer Wujo Satoru will succeed in exterminating him."

"Fifteen conjurers died, [-] were seriously injured, and the rest were all slightly injured. One-fifth of the buildings and streets in Shinjuku were damaged to varying degrees."

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The sun was completely below the horizon, and the last ray of warm orange light left the city, the stars and the moon disappeared, and under the sky like a crow's feather, neon lights illuminated the entire block.

Gojo Satoru's knife on the back of his neck in order to stun him just made his body shake a bit.

A darker color than the radiance on his body grows on the young man's body, the back of his hands, neck, face, and it can be imagined that the skin covered by the clothes will only become denser.

Gojo Satoru knew instinctively that this was not a good thing, so he decisively broke the boy's limbs, at least restraining his movements first.

Both arms were fractured one after another in an instant, but Zhong Yuan didn't respond.

Scar stopped before Gojo Satoru attacked his leg, the supernatural light spread to the white-haired conjurer, the floor under his feet shattered into slag, and he was caught off guard by dozens of times the gravity and pressed him to the ground.

The violent power, which is similar to the spell but completely different, shows an unparalleled sense of existence, and the people present all looked at this direction in unison, showing expressions of horror.

"What is that……"

The huge power lost its limit, and the "ocean" set off violent waves, and the soul lost control, leaving only the instinct full of destructive desires affected by the power.

If you don't—

The body will be destroyed very quickly.

Zhong Yuanzhong also let out an unconscious cry. His body covered in red light defied gravity and floated into the air. Only the white of his eyes locked on to the first target. His speed was too fast, and a long red tail of light trailed behind him. .

Just as Miguel realized that the danger was coming, he had no time to dodge. He was kicked down before he was in a defensive posture. Zhong Yuanzhong also stepped on his body and sank into the ground, and the surrounding floor tiles cracked inch by inch.Fragments of different sizes were dyed the same color and floated into the air.

The sound of broken bones was crisp and clear, and it was not obvious mixed with other sounds. Only Miguel heard it himself. He coughed up a mouthful of blood, and before he even had time to think about the countermeasures to survive, the hands of the ochre-haired boy who stepped on him condensed The dark sphere composed of gravity factors fell on him in the next moment——

Damn, this deal sucks...

This was his last thought.

"what----"

Can't tell whether it's pain or anything else in the voice, Zhong Yuan Zhong also raised his hands, as if he couldn't feel the pain, there were massive gravity balls in his hands, and he threw them in all directions with his broken arm.

No enemy or me.

The power of that kind of ball is no less than Gojo Satoru's "He", but compared to the long-distance AOE of "He", it manifests in a range explosion, and the whole building is razed to the ground when it goes down.Ordinary conjurers are basically dead on touch, without the slightest ability to resist.What's more, its speed is very fast, which makes it difficult to avoid.

The curser and the conjurer stopped fighting under this threat.

Gojo Satoru grabbed Nakahara Chuya's wrist before he could inflict more casualties.

Immediately met with fierce resistance from the red-haired boy, the broken arm exposed the rough fractured surface of the bone due to his movements, and the blood that flowed out stained the clothes red.

"Hey, Chuya—"

In order to prevent the situation from aggravating, Gojo Satoru walked around behind him, tightened his arms and hugged Nakahara Nakaya, the boy's arms were bent, tightly attached to his body, and his upper body lost the ability to move.

...looks like things are not going well.What the hell did that guy do just now?

Nakahara Nakaya's slender legs were raised high, and the good flexibility of his body made it easy for him to hook Wujo Satoru's neck with his legs. Wu Fan fell to the ground—it didn't fall because he used a spell on the ground.

But Zhongyuanzhong also managed to escape from the shackles.

He floated high in the air, raised his bloody arm, and instantly condensed a gravity ball much larger than himself.

Gojo Satoru noticed that tiny cracks appeared on the exposed skin of the young man, and fine drops of blood oozed out, which made his heart sink suddenly.

The huge gravity ball hit the white-haired conjurer lying on the ground. He pulled down his blindfold and stared at the black-red sphere that was getting closer.

"Get out of here immediately!"

Spell Reversal · "He"!

The two forces collided in the air, devouring each other, and after Yishun's silence, violent explosions resounded through the sky.

'boom! ! ! ! '

The range is very wide, and the aftermath of the explosion can almost completely cover both the conjurer and the curser present, and they received varying degrees of damage according to the distance.Fortunately, no one was killed.

Those who could still move ran away from here.

Gojo Satoru walked through the explosion, taking advantage of the moment when he lost his vision to approach Chuya in the sky. The change in the airflow quickly attracted the latter's attention, and he threw the gravity ball with a diameter of only one meter in his hand to the place where Gojo Satoru was. direction.

If you dodge it, then -

The direction of the Cursed Master!

A violent explosion occurred again, although it was not as powerful as before, and the buildings over there were also destroyed in sevens and eighties.

The strong wind from the aftermath of the explosion scattered in all directions.At this moment, Zhongyuan Zhong was also covered in blood, his shirt was torn, and his hat had flown to nowhere.He also lost the awareness of maintaining his image, and his short orange hair was blown into a mess.Dark spots cling firmly to the boy's skin. At this moment, this is an existence more terrifying than a curse.

Such a scene was reflected in the eyes of the sky, and Gojo Satoru was at a loss for a moment.

— To get such a result, I'm afraid that guy didn't expect it just now.

The human body can't bear this kind of violent power at all. If it can't be stopped in time, it will only be a matter of time before the body in the Central Plains will completely collapse.

How to stop him?

Is there a way to stop him?

Even if he expanded the domain, at most he would just stop his actions. The berserk power would still wreak havoc in that body, and even lacking a way to vent, it might collapse even faster.

The brief absence prevented Gojo Satoru from dodging the swift and powerful attack of the young man, and he penetrated the ground from the air.Zhong Yuanzhong also used his abilities on him, so that he failed to keep a distance from the ground that did not touch each other.

The sharp pain kept stimulating the nerves, and Gojo Satoru hadn't suffered such a serious injury for a long time.He immediately stood up again, and the wound was healed by the reversal technique.

Zhongyuan Zhong also came after him, and the attack was imminent.

Losing consciousness, relying on instinct alone is stronger than when other guys controlled it just now.Should it be said that it is Zhongye in the Central Plains?

Gojo Satoru used the technique to dodge, allowing the ground to be traumatized again.He lowered his eyes speechlessly, looked into the huge deep pit, and raised his head to look at his Central Plains Chuya.He stretched out his finger to wipe away the drop of blood that had just splashed on the side of his face.

This is from the Central Plains.

The clothes on the boy's body were already soaked in blood. If this continues, he might die from excessive blood loss before his body collapses completely.

time is limited.

Gojo Satoru realized this.

What should I do, how can I save Chuya Zhongyuan?

He should have broken his limbs and knocked 'Nakahara Chuya' unconscious from the very beginning, so——no, no, now is not the time to regret it.

The rubble covered in red light shot at him, and then stopped in front of him, unable to fall.This was followed by a series of basketball-sized gravity balls, which he dodged and hit the building in the distance, sending dust flying for a while.

"Hey, Chuya, can you still recognize me? I'm your favorite teacher Gojo." He tried to wake up Chuya Nakahara with his true feelings, but failed.

Even the teenager's offensive became more intense.

Tsk... Sure enough, those stories are all lies.

Gojo Satoru didn't consider the possibility that he and Nakahara Chuya didn't have a deep enough relationship-what a joke, he is definitely the closest existence in this world to Nakahara Chuya.

He also remembered the seal he had left on Zhongye in the Central Plains before. If the foundation was still there, he might be able to make slight changes on the original basis to stabilize the power of Zhongye in the Central Plains.It's a bit difficult, but he's the strongest...

——The damaged seal was crushed by the berserk force, and there was nothing left.

... Tsk.

"In that case, well, there's nothing we can do about it." Qiangqiang bent his eyes, "It's too embarrassing to be killed by your own power, Chuya, don't you think so?"

Of course, he can also take Nakahara Nakaya to find Jia Ruozi, and ask her to repair the body for a little longer, but if the root problem is not resolved, no matter how long it takes, it will only reach the same end.

Therefore, it is still up to him to kill Zhongye.

Nakahara also seemed to have noticed something, gave up the throwing attack that missed, and came to him in a flash, Gojo Satoru tilted his head, and suddenly opened his arms, "Do you want a parting hug?"

He was answered with a merciless kick.

At the moment when he was about to be kicked into the air, Gojo Satoru hugged Nakahara Nakaya first, and smashed him obliquely into the ground with him.

He is at the bottom, his back fits perfectly with the ground, and Nakahara Chu is also on him. - There is a feeling of déjà vu.

While Nakahara Nakaya bent his knees and slammed his lower abdomen, Gojo Satoru wrapped around the young man's hand sticking to his side and made a simple seal.

Those pale eyes reflected the night sky, and there was boundless blackness inside.The broken hair was caught and slipped by gravity, revealing a smooth forehead.He closes his eyes.

Field expansion——

"Boundless space"!