A Certain Strongest Spell Night Rabbit

In a secret room of the Tokyo Metropolitan College of Curse Arts, seven old men sat in a circle, staring intently at the center of the table.

An umbrella was placed in the center of the table, covered with dense seals.

This is the weapon of Ito Ryukyu, the strongest in the magic world thousands of years ago, and it is also the place where he was finally sealed.

Rumor has it that Ito Ryukyu's family, the Ito family, has a strong bloodline and is rich in strong men.And Ito Ryukyu is the best among them, who was known as the strongest existence in the magic world thousands of years ago.

Even Su Nuo, the king of curses, once said: Ito Liusheng has been sealed, and there is no rival in the world.

For thousands of years, this umbrella has been removed several times, and it has only been placed in this secret room for safekeeping in recent years.

Thousands of years have passed now, and the power of the seal is getting weaker and weaker. Between strengthening the seal and unsealing it, the upper echelons of the magic world chose the latter.

"Then let's begin."

As soon as the headed old man opened his mouth, the other six got up together, and together with him put the seven roast chickens that had been prepared around the umbrella.

"Master Ito, I've offended you." The old man at the head stretched out his hand and slowly lifted the almost weathered corner of the seal.

At this moment, the door of the secret room was kicked open suddenly.

The air flow surged, and a part of the seal gradually turned into dust in the wind.

The seven old men looked towards the door.

A white-haired young man wearing a blindfold is retracting his legs, obviously the kicker himself.

The old man at the head slapped the table and shouted sharply: "Wujo Wu! Who allowed you to break in!"

Gojo Satoru raised his hand, his index finger slid along the profile of his face, and stuffed it into the blindfold.While turning his palms outward, he pulled up the blindfold, revealing his blue right eye.

More intelligence was incorporated into his eyes.

"Is it still a step late?" He muttered to himself.

If Ito Ryukyu is a conjurer in the general sense, then after such a powerful person is released, he can indeed replenish the conjurer team with strong blood and relieve the pressure on the conjurer.

But according to unofficial history records, Ito Ryukyu has a weird personality, and he does everything according to his preferences.

Like everyone in his family, as a conjurer, he doesn't take it as his duty to exorcise the curse. Instead, he finds troubles everywhere, only seeking to fight the strong.

There are even rumors that Ito Ryukyu and Liangmian Su Nuo are still friends, and someone once caught them eating at the same table.

If the unofficial history records are true, then it is definitely not a good thing to release such a person.

Naturally, the top executives in the magic world knew this information, and their decision to unseat Ito Ryukyu...is worth pondering.

"Wujo Wu!" The old man in charge yelled again.

"What do you want me to do?" Gojo Satoru didn't take it seriously, and after restoring the blindfold, he strode forward.

The target is—Ito Ryukyu's umbrella!

"Gojo Satoru! This is a high-level decision, and you have no right to stop it! Get out now, or I will report everything you did today!"

"Huh?" Gojo Satoru pushed away the old man closest to him, and reached out to the umbrella, "If I leave now, won't you report it?"

The tone is full of "Do you think I am a fool?" Meaning.

The old man in the lead reached out to grab the umbrella, but failed to snatch Gojo Satoru, and watched the umbrella fall into Gojo Satoru's hands.

"Gojo Satoru!" He became even angrier, "Put it down!"

Wujo Wutiao stood on the spot generously, threw the umbrella in his hand around in the air and caught it again, full of provocation.

"Wujo Wu!" The old man in charge held his chest, very angry.

"I said," Gojo Satoru twirled the umbrella in his hand again, "Go get treatment if you're sick, don't touch me here, I haven't met you~"

The seal had been released, and the others didn't want to get involved in this point of truth, they just approached the old man in silence, with worry on their faces that they didn't know if it was real or not.

Only the gray-haired old man who had just been pushed away by Gojo Wu stood up and smiled at Gojo Wu: "Gojo Wu, I understand how you feel, but the pressure on conjurers has been increasing these years. Personal emotions can be properly suppressed.

"The strongest is just a false name. If you are really unhappy, you can find me or the night moth. We can both solve it—"

His words were interrupted by Gojo Satoru: "Huh? Am I unhappy?"

His white hair was covered with big question marks.

Do you put a hat on him first?really interesting.

"Grandpa," Gojo Satoru pressed the gray-haired old man's shoulders and pushed him back to his seat, "Don't think that everyone cares about those false names just like you."

The gray-haired old man's face turned pale in an instant, resisting the sharp pain from his shoulder, he said again: "I understand, I understand, it's my fault, I don't say anything. But Mr. Ito..."

Before he could finish speaking, Wujo Satoru interrupted him.

Gojo Satoru: "I am the strongest."

Just like a person who can never wake up and pretends to be asleep, spending too much time is just disgusting himself.

"This, I'll take it."

He shook the umbrella in his hand, turned and left.

"Five Enlightenments!"

A rotten orange called from behind him, Gojo Satoru scratched his ears and ignored the sound.

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Half a minute later, an office.

A man gets a phone call.

"Master Gutian." It was the voice of the elder.

"What's the matter?" The man's voice was cold, without emotion.

"Ito Ryuu's umbrella was taken by Gojo Satoru."

"What about the seal?"

"The seal has been released, Ito Ryukyu will appear in the world soon."

"I see."

"Then we..."

The corner of Gutian's mouth curled into a smile, and he said in a strange tone: "Then why don't you hurry up and catch up? Don't let Gojo Satoru be rude to Mr. Ito."

After speaking, he hung up the phone.

Sensing the secretary's probing gaze, he said in a good mood: "If you want to ask, just ask."

The secretary straightened his back: "Master Gutian, can they stop Gojo Satoru?"

Gu Tian frowned, and replied, "How is it possible, that's Gojo Wu."

"Then you still let them go?"

"It's none of my business whether they live or die?" Gu Tian stood up from his seat, "Isn't it just right that they died? Whether they die at the hands of Ito Ryukyu or Gojo Satoru, it's in our interest."

He walked to the window, looked at the blue sky and white clouds outside the window, and said, "Of course, it would be better if one of Ito Ryuu and Gojo Satoru died."

The breeze blew by, bringing a bit of coolness. He wondered why the secretary stopped talking, turned around and saw a curse spirit appearing in the office at some point.

At this moment, most of his secretary's body has fallen into the mouth of the curse spirit, leaving only a pair of legs bouncing around the mouth of the curse spirit, just like the legs of a frog during the reflex arc experiment.

>>>>>>

On the other side, Gojo Satoru teleported to the high school playground.

The umbrella in his hand began to tremble, and the dense seals turned into dust little by little amidst the trembling.The silver umbrella surface was exposed, glowing with metallic light in the sun.

Just when the last seal disappeared, a powerful spell poured out from the umbrella.

Gojo Satoru lost his grip for a moment, and saw the silver umbrella fall to the ground, making a deep hole in the middle of the playground.

The majestic mantra spread rapidly from this point, instantly destroying everything around it.

Gojo Satoru was suspended in mid-air, and the spell power that had been sealed for thousands of years flowed by him, leaving him an infinite distance away.

He took off the blindfold, and his eyes swept across the ground, seeing a mess.

The "disaster scope" is almost the same as he estimated.

If the seal was completely broken in that secret room, it would be a minor matter if a few rotten oranges died, but a major issue if it spread to the school building of the college.

Another good deed for the college.

He took out his mobile phone and wanted to take a picture of this scene for Ye Mozheng to see.

Turn on the camera skillfully, press the shooting button, and in the frozen picture, the silver umbrella floats above the deep pit.

After sending the photo to Noctua Zhengdao, he fell from the sky and came to the edge of the deep pit.

The silver umbrella rotates and slowly unfurls like a jellyfish.

Under the umbrella, the blurred figures gradually solidified.

It was a slender boy.

The boy was suspended in the air with his eyes closed, holding the handle of the umbrella in one hand, and lowering the other hand.

Gojo Satoru looked at him, and his first reaction was - throwing this man into the snowdrift, he wouldn't be able to find him, right?

This is by no means an exaggerated description.

Just like the legend, the young man was dressed in white clothes that resembled a flower planter, and his skin was porcelain white, which was almost the same color as the white clothes.The hair, eyebrows, and eyelashes are all white, like plain plants dotted on the snowfield.

The same white hair, Gojo Satoru smelled a trace of sickness in Ito Ryukyu.

This man even has white lips.

Not long after, the rotation of the umbrella stopped, and the boy fell to the ground and opened his eyes.

The silver pupils were dull for a moment, and soon became agile.The white lips turned bloody, but the sick feeling remained the same.

Isn't it white?

Gojo Satoru felt a tinge of regret.

If you throw the current Ito Ryukyu into the snowdrift, you won't be able to find it.

Oh, no, according to legend, Ito Ryukyu has the blood of the night rabbit and never leaves his umbrella.Just relying on that umbrella can also find people out of the snow.

And... those silver eyes are really pretty.

While Gojo Gojo was thinking in a mess, Ito Ryuu withdrew his spell power.

A message appeared in his mind: he was the only one left in the Ito family.

The Ito family is extinct?

My house is destroyed? !

Ito Ryukyu mourned for a second and couldn't help laughing.

This is really great news. The Ito family is gone. There is no better news than this.

After laughing, he "looked" at Gojo Satoru.

There is also the second piece of good news: in the blink of an eye, a thousand years later, there is a big meal waiting for him at the door, and it is still his favorite white.

excited.

Resisting his joyful heart, he walked towards Gojo Satoru and asked politely: "Hi, may I have a fight with you?"

With every gesture, the self-cultivation is complete.But his tone was not friendly at all, and the crisp voice covered the polite question with a thick layer of threat.

He's not inviting, he's telling.

At the same time, Gojo Satoru just said, "Can't you see with your eyes?"

The author has something to say:

It is customary to push advance receipt, and the next book will be "The Boss of the Winery Doesn't Want to Interview Undercover Agents"

The main character is a god, unknowingly, wishing to come true.

Copywriter:

Q: What should I do if I enter Conan?

Answer: Thank you for the invitation. I was in Mihua Town and just hugged Kidd's thigh.

As we all know, Kidd is undead at home, Suzumiya Natsuo feels that his fate is temporarily saved.But... there may be a little problem.

[Mail] Sender: Gin

Boss, the materials of Zhuxing University have been sent to you. The official interview is in the afternoon. I will pick you up.

Suzumiya Natsuo: The hand holding the phone trembled slightly.

He's just an ordinary dead house!

A certain spell is the strongest & a certain superpower looks at the world barrier that has been broken by violence: ordinary? ? ?

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●Advance receipt of copywriting of "[Unlimited] 1/2 I came to my door"

[White to Deep Natural Black x Crazy Big Demon King]

Everyone knows that Sang Yan is an existence that cannot be messed with in the game.

Moody, crazy, but also super powerful no one can control.

I'm happy, kick a few people out to celebrate.

If you are not happy, kick a few people out to make yourself happy.

One day, they met a young man in white who looked exactly like Sang Yan. The young man smiled and said, "Hello, do you know where I am?"

So polite?Still laughing so softly?What does the big devil want to play again!Alert.jpg

Later, when they saw the big devil being held in the arms of the young man, the hostility all over his body suddenly dissipated.

The young man said to the Great Demon King, "Don't be afraid, I'm coming."

The onlookers trembled:? ? ?Who the hell is afraid!

Later, the big devil wanted to kick a few people out to be happy.However, after his hands were gently pulled by the young man behind him, he let them go.

The onlookers wept with joy:! ! !So what you said was to tell us not to be afraid?

Great Demon King: Heh, look in the mirror and see if you are compatible?

The two halves that were forced to separate meet again across the barriers of the world.

1/2 me + 1/2 me = complete me.