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"What is this doing?!" Panda exclaimed in horror.

No wonder he lost his composure, it was because what happened in front of him was beyond his imagination.

A formation appeared in front of the stone platform. A skeleton crawled out of the soil and stood at one end of the formation. The right eye, which was dug out by the evil god himself, had been put into the skeleton by the curser.

However, a four or five-year-old human child stood at the other end of the formation, holding a wooden carving full of the power of faith in his hand.

After the curse master cast the spell, a steady stream of sticky black air came from under the child's feet. After being absorbed by the child, the opposite white air appeared at the other end of the formation. Not long after, Flesh and blood gradually grew on the skeleton frame that had absorbed the white air.

This miraculous scene that seemed to be born again could not make people move. On the contrary, such a scene was so weird and unknown that it made everyone extremely uneasy.

"Making gods...?" Fu Heihui murmured.

Of course, the panda also thought of what the two-faced Su Nuo said before he disappeared, but he couldn't accept it at all. He pointed at the skeleton in disbelief: "Creating a god? Using cursed objects to make it? Do you want to recreate a cursed god?!"

After the eyeball was put into the skeleton frame, it seemed that the garbage that had been lifted from the lid could no longer conceal the rancid smell, exuding a strong aura that belonged to the cursed object.

There is no need to identify it, and it can be concluded that its level is at least special level just by its posture.

"Don't trust him." Yujin Yuzhang, who regained control of his body, said, "Why did the curse master get together with the evil god?"

He said he didn't believe in the two-faced Su Nuo's words, but Yu Zhang Youren didn't doubt the evil god's statement. That dangerous man with long gray hair was obviously not a human being.

"Anyway, let's find a way to stop them now." Panda supported Fu Heihui with one hand, and tugged at his hair with the other hand.

"tuna."

"Calm down? I'm calmly trying to figure out a way! To stop the ceremony from proceeding, we must first get rid of this evil god... No, I can't wait any longer. This cursed object feels too evil to me. I will lure the evil god away. You take this opportunity to sabotage the ceremony!" Panda said and was about to put down the seriously injured Fu Heihui.

"No! I'll distract him!" Hirohito Hiroshi said, they had already seen the power of the vine demon before, and this evil god would only become more unfathomable, so they ignored them right now and thought it was just that they didn't take them seriously That's all.

Panda understood what he meant, but did not agree. Based on the attitude of the two-faced Su Nuo before, that malicious curse would obviously not interfere in this matter again. Controlled, and he can at least use "large volume" to divert attention, although he himself is completely clueless.

But before they could figure out why, the evil god suddenly moved, and his figure disappeared in place, his hands flickering black, and he met the big white monster flying in the clouds, and the shock wave of the collision swayed in mid-air.

"Take advantage of it now!"

The three students who were still able to move in the high school made a decisive decision and rushed to the formation in front of the stone platform.

Seeing this, two curse masters stood in front of them.

"[Go away!]" The dog curly spine pulled down the collar.

After bypassing the two curse masters, before they entered the range of the stone platform, the dog curly spines suddenly stood on end, and the extreme danger from the sixth sense made him drink his companion without even thinking about it——

"[Stop!]"

The three of them slammed on the brakes, and a black glow almost slammed down against their toes!

"!!! No! Can he still be distracted and pay attention to this place!" The panda, which was covered in cold sweat, looked up at the intense sky.

"tuna fish."

"What?! There are still restrictions here?! Then what should I do!"

"Eh?! Mr. Dazai!" Knotaba Yuhito, who had been staring at the direction of the formation, suddenly exclaimed in surprise.

……

It wasn't until the ceremony was suddenly interrupted that Akanishi Yoshiyuki, who closed his eyes and focused on maintaining the operation of the formation, realized that someone had broken in belatedly. Because the ceremony was on the right track, even if the carrier left the formation, it would not be affected immediately as long as it did not leave completely. There was a slight delay, and by the time he found out, the other party had even walked to the edge holding the carrier!

That's... a curse spirit!

"You...!" Too shocked, Akanishi Yoshiyuki was speechless for a moment.

The black-haired curse spirit glanced at him, smiled very politely, and then stepped out.

The disappearance of the carrier caused the formation to lose control immediately, black air overflowed in an instant, Akanishi Giyuu hurriedly paused, and the skeleton that had slowly recovered its flesh and blood showed signs of withering again.

"Mr. Dazai!" Hirohito Kojou ran over first, "I knew you wouldn't let us go!"

The originally dignified face of the pink-haired boy was filled with joy of relief at this moment, seeing Dazai Zhi raised his eyebrows slightly, thinking what kind of dependent expression of a little chicken was this, he was not a mother chicken like Gojo Satoru.

"As expected of Mr. Dazai! If you don't make a move, you'll be fine. If you make a move, you'll be under fire!" The panda who came after him immediately sent a rainbow fart. I'm sure if it counts as an exhaustive strategy, but I just feel that it is much more reliable than someone else!

"Where's Mr. Wujo? You're not still in a coma." He looked around and found that the place where Wujo Wujo was lying was no longer there.

"I'm here." Gojo Satoru suddenly appeared next to the crowd.

"Wow, it's scary again!" Hirohito Katsuobu was taken aback, "It's not been 15 minutes yet, Mr. Wujo, you didn't faint at all, did you? Did you lie to us on purpose?"

"Huh? How could it be? How could I let my students go through life and death while lying on the ground lazily." Gojo Satoru said casually, taking the wood carving from the little boy's hand to look at it.

Three students: "..."

So you are just being lazy! !It's more than expected! !

After losing the wood carving, the little boy's originally dull eyes became radiant. He saw Dazai Osamu who was close at hand for the first time, and he couldn't help opening his eyes wide. She read milkily: "Beautiful brother..."

Wutiaowu: "..."

Because of this somewhat familiar title, Gojo Satoru recognized that this seemed to be the little boy he met in the elevator of the Osaka Hotel, and he didn't know what happened in the middle to appear here.

After the little boy finished reading "Beautiful Brother", he remembered something and looked around, then he said timidly as if he was afraid: "Mom and Dad..."

"I'll help you find it later." Osamu Dazai said, probably not good at dealing with such soft cubs, he interrupted a bit abruptly, but the little boy responded with confidence: "Okay~"

"..." Osamu Dazai suddenly put the person on the ground, "I'm tired, just stand by myself."

The little boy leaned against Osamu Dazai, grabbed his trousers with his small hands, and obediently replied: "Okay, Xiaoyu will stand by himself." He blinked and looked at Osamu Dazai.

Dazai Osamu: "..."

Ahhh, it's so annoying for the little one to get sticky!

He was a little impatient, and simply ignored the little boy, and reached out to grab the wood carving in Gojo Satoru's hand, but the latter dodged it.

"What are you doing?"

"Let me see." Osamu Dazai said.

"Then just take a look, don't touch your hands, I still have the power of faith."

"What's your use?"

"Give it to Shinto, they should have a way to return the stolen power of faith." Gojo Satoru said with reason.

Dazai Osamu: "..."

"What are you looking at? I told you that it's useless to you."

Osamu Dazai stared at him blankly for a while, before saying, "It's best."

Yuzuhiro felt that the atmosphere between them was a bit strange, and he didn't understand what they were talking about, but it was not the time to chat, so he asked: "Mr. ?”

"Can't you think of anything when you see this skeleton?" Gojo Satoru asked.

"Uh..." Yuzu Yuren thought about what he saw and heard after arriving in Oak Town, "Could it be the skeleton of the master sculptor Mr. Oak?"

"No surprises~"

"That cursed object..." Panda guessed, "Could it be Mr. Oak Wood? I mean, could it be a collection of her hatred? She had such a miserable life before her, so there must be resentment, maybe After death, it became a very powerful curse spirit, sealed by the magician at that time, and then used by the current cult?"

"I agree that this spell comes from Mr. Oakwood, but the rest always feels that something is wrong..." Hiroto Hiroto rubbed his chin in deep thought.

Dog curly thorn: "Pickled high vegetables."

"Huh? Why did you mention Youta suddenly? Wait..." Panda suddenly had a flash of inspiration, thinking of something, "You mean you were cursed?"

"Not by people, but by the gods." Osamu Dazai corrected him. Now that the students had found the right way of thinking, it was only a matter of time before they figured out the truth, so he gave the answer directly, "The real name of the master sculptor should be It's not called Oak, Oak is the god of this side... Oh, now it's the word evil, they should have some kind of fetters, Mr. Oak has been miserable for half of his life, and lived a wronged life, and her death has become the obsession of the gods. "

"So...he didn't want to create a god, but..." Knotabagi Yuren couldn't help but glanced at the skeleton frame, and couldn't believe it, "Want to resurrect? Use a curse? How is this possible?!"

"In the eyes of those who have become obsessed with obsession, nothing is impossible." Osamu Dazai said indifferently, "I don't know that holding on to a sliver of false hope as a floating board will only sink faster."

At this moment, the evil god who was entangled by the big demon finally found out what happened below. He threw off the big demon and returned to the stone platform. He asked the curser with a terrifying expression, "What's going on?"

Akanishi Yoshiyuki was sweating coldly, and said at a loss for words: "There is a magic spirit with special abilities beside Gojo Satoru, and he took away the carrier..."

The evil god glanced at the white-haired man, and his blood eyes were gloomy. Now that the six eyes are awake, it will be extremely difficult to regain the carrier again. What's more, it has become impossible to continue the original ceremony.

"My lord... shall we carry out the backup ceremony?" Akanishi Yoshiyuki asked tentatively at this moment.

The evil god stared at the skeleton silently. In a short period of time, the skeleton was covered with a layer of blood-red muscles, which looked a little scary, but as time passed, the layer of muscles gradually decayed and turned gray.

The evil god closed his one-eyed eyes, and said in a deep voice, "Start it."

……

The fog that had been lingering around the border thickened at some point, and diffused so fast that everyone couldn't see clearly the situation on the stone platform and the formation.

Wujo Wutiao's expression was slightly concentrated, and he suddenly raised his head, looking in the direction they came from.

The big white monster landed beside them, carrying Natsume Takashi and Natori Monday on its back, Gojo Satoru looked back and said with a smile, "Fat cat~cooperate?"

Madara was very upset to see him, "Didn't you just dismiss it earlier?"

"This moment and that moment~ Take my students to the town, and leave this place to me."

"Eh??"

"Teacher Wutiao??"

The students were amazed.

"The last task of this trial," Wujo Satoru said to the students, "cooperate with the demon master to eliminate the curse spirits that appeared in Oak Town, and there may be curse masters."

"But why did the curse appear in Oak Town..." Huzhang Youren paused, thinking of the fingers of Su Nuo on both sides, "Could it be attracted by that curse?"

"Well, this is only part of the reason. The more important thing is that the feng shui here is not good. After all, so many people died in vain. In the past, it was unreasonable that there was no magic spirit. Now the evil god has released the restrictions, and there are special magic objects to guide. Isn't it normal for the spirit to move when it hears the blood?"

"But what is his purpose for doing this?" Panda asked, "Isn't it to be resurrected?"

"There may be more than one method of resurrection. Seeing that the first method has failed, there is still a backup." Osamu Dazai said, "Oak Town has been developed for many years, and the underground space was empty when it was built. I am afraid that the entire town is under the A huge formation, the purpose... to sacrifice the entire town?"

"!!!" The students were frightened by his words, and stopped asking any more questions, and rushed to the town.

Seeing the big white monster disappearing into the night sky, Gojo Satoru patted Osamu Dazai on the head, and said angrily: "Scaremongering, the sacrifice will not be so far away, obviously only resentment is needed."

Osamu Dazai shrugged, "I haven't finished yet."

Gojo Satoru also felt that those little ghosts seemed to trust Dazai Osamu a little too much, and dared to ignore his previous warnings.

Osamu Dazai knew what he was worrying about just by looking at his expression, he slandered himself as a "good example" as a teacher, and blamed the students for following others.

"Aren't you going to destroy this backup ceremony?"

"It won't work anyway. Although it won't be necessary to sacrifice the entire town, blood is always needed to become a flesh and blood body. I just need to make sure that the unlucky ones who die are not thousands of ordinary people over there. As for the others..." Wutiao Wuheng smiled, "Is there anything more depressing than seeing obsessions turn into bubbles with your own eyes?"

Osamu Dazai smiled lightly when he heard the words, but did not speak.

As Wujo Wu said, the evil god really needs human blood, but maybe he sensed something in the dark, and knew that he couldn't get around Wujo Wu, so he didn't kill those ordinary people, but directly addressed the people who had been helping him all along. The Cursed Master made his hand.

After Dazai Osamu and Gojo Satoru passed through the dense fog, they only saw a few curse masters lying on the ground, their faces were as pale as paper because their blood was almost drained, and what they got in return was that the center of the formation gradually turned into a human form of... unknown creatures.

The ghost knows what the thing made by this evil method will be, but just looking at the appearance, it is a woman with a clear face, because she is motionless, like a doll.

The evil god stepped forward excitedly, calling her with a trembling voice: "Iori..."

The puppet suddenly opened its eyes, revealing a pair of terrifying eyes that did not match that beautiful face. One black and one red were very similar to those of the evil god before. The puppet's mouth opened and closed, spit out difficult words intermittently——

"Oak, oak..."

"I'm here, I'm here, Iori, I finally found you..." Seeing that she recognized him, the man stretched out his arms happily as if wanting to hug her.

The death of the woman trapped the god forever a hundred years ago, and all his obsession was to resurrect his loved one.

Osamu Dazai quietly watched this touching scene, life and death, even gods cannot escape such pain.

But is it really right to call back the soul that should have gone to another world?

"If you go against the sky, you will suffer backlash." Gojo Satoru put his hands in his pockets and said calmly, "Gods are no exception."

"I think he should know too." Osamu Dazai answered.

At this time, the puppet that was leaning on the evil god's arms stiffly raised its head, and the newly formed blood-red left eye suddenly shed blood and tears, and the dry and hoarse voice was desperate and sad, "Why, what, you want to imprison me, I, good Painful..."

The man's smile froze, and the next moment, something came out of the puppet's dark right eye. It was a head that had grown from small to large!The sarcoma that kept growing from the right eye quickly engulfed the woman's half body, and finally turned into a bloated and disgusting monster. The head on top of the monster had swollen to twice the size of an ordinary person, and the woman's half was still shrunken on the left side. He opened his face, but he only felt that it was deformed and terrifying.

The monster screamed—

"Why! Why did you let me come back?! Why did you come to harm me! Just because I am a woman?!"

As if the man couldn't see that it was a monster, he even took another step forward, wanting to comfort him, "Don't be afraid, Yizhi, the pain will stop soon, I will teach those who hurt you a lesson for you."

"Ahhhhhh! But I still hurt! I hate you! I hate you!"

The monster spoke insane words, it looked at the evil god, its deformed mouth suddenly drooled, as if it saw some delicious food, "Oak, oak, do you really... love me?"

Gojo Satoru frowned slightly.

"Of course." Oak God still wanted to get close to her and hug her, "Wait until I repair it for you..." Before he finished speaking, his whole body was nailed in place, and a sharp weapon like a sickle pierced through his body from behind. In the chest, the heart was dug out.

"Then let me taste it..." the monster murmured, then grew a mouth full of sharp teeth, and swallowed the evil god's heart in one gulp.

The man's expression is both surprised and relieved. As long as there is faith, theoretically he will not disappear.Oak God staggered a few steps, as if he wanted to imprint the woman's face in his memory with his last strength.

Osamu Dazai sighed, "Why don't you do it now, you will be in trouble after absorbing the power of the evil god, Mr. Wujo."

Almost as soon as his voice fell, the body of the curse spirit shrank a little, and it seemed that the original ugly appearance had really been repaired. This is definitely not a good thing.

The stronger the spell spirit, the more similar it is to humans.

"It seems to be evolving with the power of the evil god. I'm really curious, what will it become?" Gojo Satoru actually had the leisure to touch his chin and observe.

"However, if we hadn't stopped him before, would it be possible for him to be resurrected successfully? I think this curse spirit was quite sober at the beginning." Osamu Dazai asked suddenly.

"What do you think?" Wujo Wu glanced at the cursed master lying dead, "Let's not talk about the lunatic of the evil god, the cursed master's words can't be believed, if the resurrection of the dead can come true, then the world won't be in chaos... It would have been the same without us."

Osamu Dazai nodded thoughtfully, "That's right, so for those who want to die, you must never force them to live, otherwise what happened in front of you is a very good negative case, something that doesn't belong to you No matter how hard I try to keep you, I can't keep you."

"..." Gojo Satoru fell into silence, and after a while, he pulled the corners of his mouth into a smile, "Sounds reasonable, is it from your experience? But it doesn't apply to me. It's not mine to give up without doing anything. Style... let's not talk about it, I will solve this curse spirit first."

The next second after the voice fell, he had already appeared behind the curse spirit. After devouring the evil god, except for the head, the monster had gradually recovered its original human female appearance. Gojo Satoru easily grabbed her neck, and a terrifying threat appeared in his palm Press——