The spell daily of the departed savior

The palms with sharp joints clenched into fists, and they punched the real person's abdomen mercilessly.

The invisible "qi" was burning and wrapped around the fist, and Wuli's merciless blow with all his strength shattered the real person's ribs and spine inch by inch, and all the internal organs ruptured under the strong impact.

Zhenren opened his mouth and spit out a mouthful of blood mixed with minced meat.But he didn't use mantra to repair his body. Instead, he grabbed Wuli's arm, which was very close to him, with his bloody hand.

"Compared to the last time I met you, you are much irritable now. Because of that person's death, has it made you unable to judge calmly?"

A weird smile appeared on the face covered with sutures.

The next moment, the palm that suddenly re-formed from the tentacles pressed tightly against Wuli's chest.

The real person looked directly at those black eyes burning with rage, paused every word, and exaggerated his mouth: "Catch, you, you."

The field expands, [Autistic Circle Wraps]——

Countless pale arms suddenly appeared from all directions, clasped together and made a seal gesture.

The scenery of the alley quickly receded, replaced by a strange world formed by countless palms that quickly darkened.

"I didn't succeed last time. This time, let me see the shape of your soul."--" The muddy blue eyes of the real person were tinged with crazy excitement, and he trembled, holding Wuli tightly: "I Will transform your soul into something beautiful!"

Wuli's handsome face did not show the slightest fear, but instead showed a terrifying grin: "Then, let's try—"

A large amount of Qi rushes around with Wuli as the center, surging and roaring, swallowing all the space, and an invisible huge circle is slowly being built.

The world is completely darkened, and the domain is complete.

But just a second before the domain closed, a voice came in.

"Wu Li-jun—!"

Wuli clenched the long knife in his hand, and without hesitation stabbed it into the chest of the real person who was close to him.

"Pfft!"

Blood splashed all over their bodies, but neither of them let go of their hands first.

The two who were also caught in a frantic battle looked straight into each other's eyes, as if they were competing for who would be the first to defeat this battle of power.

But what Zhenren didn't expect was that when he increased the output of spell power to break through the defense covering the soul, Wuli untied the airtight defense without warning.

The real person was stunned.

Wuli laughed out loud, recklessly and crazy: "You want to touch my soul and feel all the emotions and memories I have experienced in those hundred years. That's good, I agree."

"Welcome to my world, look at me—"

Wuli straightened up abruptly, and stretched out his arms frantically.

"What kind of hell are you in?"

At the same time as Wuli's voice fell, the huge dark blue air rushing violently filled the entire field, like drowning in the deep sea.

A wild storm formed after Wuli, and all the pale arms in the domain were sucked into the storm -->>

, into broken bones.

The dim and crimson sunset suddenly appeared in the field.

The real person looked up and couldn't help but stop breathing.

Manu Ling's natural intuition about danger told him to run now!Do not hesitate.But just as he was about to make a move, Wu Li grabbed his wrist instead.

"Where to go?"

Wu Li asked him with a smile: "Isn't this what you've always been curious about, my soul?"

Seeing the madness in Wuli's eyes from a close distance, the real man finally realized at this moment that what he has been fighting and pursuing all this time is a fierce beast hidden in human society in human skin.

The storm quickly swept through everything in the domain, the real person only felt that the world was spinning in his field of vision, and the strong wind was engulfing him and he couldn't refuse to be involved in the whirlwind.

……

"!"

When the real person woke up again, the sun had already set in the west.

On the block full of garbage and smell, the young man stared at the real man with a blank face and cold eyes, then quickly jumped into the air, and the dagger in his hand plunged into the real man's chest.

"!!!" The real person looked at the boy who was very close above his head, and finally realized where he had seen this familiar face before.

——Isn’t this the reduced size Wuli?

"Wu, Li!" Daoist gritted his teeth, "You bastard—!"

However, before the real man finished cursing, another fiery red-haired boy jumped down from the sky and crushed the real man's head with one foot.

Blood mixed with flesh and blood, slowly seeping into the garbage.

"Let's go, Hisoka." The boy didn't even look at the dead man, called his companion's name indifferently, turned and left.

But the teenager didn't notice that behind the tall barbed wire behind the garbage mountain, the blond adult man looked at everything in front of him -->>

Trembling slightly.

The pure white suit was incompatible with the dark and smelly neighborhood.

The "account" was put down.

In the bustling urban area, the lively nightlife was forced to stop, and the crowd was evacuated as quickly as possible.

Xia Youjie, who just came out with the unconscious target girl, was also questioned by the police. After prevaricating with the excuse of "my sister is asleep", the young man with sutures on his forehead looked around, but found no real person. figure.

Xia Youjie frowned. With more and more people gathering, he still chose to stop the taxi and take the target back first.

People and vehicles quickly evacuated on the broad street, Wujo Gojo lowered his eyes, passed by the evacuated crowd, and turned back to the almost demolished alley.

"Mr. Wujo, you are already evacuating as quickly as possible, but after all, it is a commercial street on Friday night, and there are too many people to evacuate..."

Yidizhi Jiegao looked at Gojo Satoru's obviously unhappy look, and began to explain tremblingly, but was still interrupted by the other party.

"Not enough, at least an evacuation area with a diameter of ten kilometers." Gojo Wu pursed his lips and looked down at the empty alley: "The special magic spirit, Xiaoli, and Qihai, all disappeared."

"Eh?" Yidi Zhijie was stunned for a moment, not knowing Gojo Satoru's intention to emphasize this point: "But Mr. Gojo, this is the city center, there are many people and there are some families that are difficult to deal with..."

"Then use the name of Wujo's family. Ten kilometers, there is no room for a difference." Wujo Wu pointed to the alley full of filthy magic power with a serious expression: "The domain of the special magic spirit has been successfully expanded, but here There is nothing...Xiao Li released his power."

"I don't know if he will further use the ability of specific thoughts, but I can only guarantee that if Xiaoli really uses it, I will kill him before the power spreads to a radius of ten kilometers."

Yidichi Jiegao rarely saw Gojo Satoru with such a serious expression, but he was not consciously serious when he was able to make such a judgment from the strongest magician.

"I see."

When everyone was busy evacuating the crowd and blocking the road, Gojo Satoru, who had been standing at the entrance of the alley for a long time, finally walked into the alley.

He squatted down, stretched out his hand and brushed the cracked skin of the wall that had collapsed, and a bit of invisible air stained his fingertips.

A vague sigh mixed with the persuasive sounds of sirens and horns, and disappeared.

Gojo Satoru didn't care about the mess and sat on the ruined wall next to him, propping his cheek with one hand, and began to wait idly.

"Xiao Li, a good teacher like me who cares about the students really doesn't want to kill the students with his own hands...don't do this to me."

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Jianren Qihai felt that he had fallen into a strange illusion that he could not get out of.

He had just rushed to the address sent to him by Gojo Satoru just a moment ago, and saw Wuli and Zhenren engaged in a fierce battle, but when he was about to help Wuli, he was suddenly swept into a storm by a gust of wind.

When I opened my eyes again, I was already in a completely unfamiliar place.

Everywhere you look is rubbish and it stinks.Under the dim sunset, everything is decadent and hopeless, there are not even intact buildings and signs of normal life in human society.

But before Jianren Qihai could fully see the surrounding environment, what happened in front of him attracted all his attention.

The young man who suddenly jumped onto the rubbish dump was holding a dagger, his immature face was stained with dried blood, and his dark eyes were full of indifference to life.

Qihai Jianren saw the super curse spirit who was also confused by the sudden change of environment like himself, and even before he could fully utter the curse, he was stabbed through the chest by the young man.

But the scolding of the real person also reminded Jianren Qihai that this face that he felt inexplicably familiar to him was a miniature version of Wuli!

"Wuli-kun..." Jianren Qihai murmured in surprise.

When the young man pulled out the dagger from the real man's chest, the blood splashed onto his dirty white shirt, which was already stained with mud and blood.He looked down and frowned, as if a life was nothing to him like a dirty piece of clothing.

The boy indifferently flicked the blood off the dagger, called his companion's name, turned around and jumped off the rubbish dump.

The moment the boy raised his head, Jianren Qihai finally realized where the disobedience he felt just now came from—those eyes.

The Wuli he knew was a person who was indifferent but took his work seriously. Even though he didn't care about other lives, he still kept a polite distance.

But the young man in front of him was completely evil.

There was no light in those eyes, only the fierceness of choosing and devouring.

This discovery made Qi Haijian's heart skip a beat. He hurriedly glanced at the super-grade curse spirit that had turned into a puddle of bones and flesh on the garbage dump, roughly confirmed that the other party had no magic power response, and immediately turned towards the boy and his companions. chase.

However, just when Jianren Qihai wanted to turn over the barbed wire in front of him, grasping the barbed wire with his palm and preparing to use his strength to leap into the air, a piercing pain made him subconsciously let go of his palm.

The barbed wire scalded hideous wounds on his palm like a hot branding iron.

Seeing that the boy was about to disappear from sight, Jianren Qihai didn't have time to investigate the reason, so he grabbed the barbed wire again and kicked hard regardless of the pain.

However, right in front of him, the barbed wire stretched upwards rapidly as if alive, just blocking the height he could have crossed.

Jianren Nanami's golden-green eyes, which were blocked by the goggles, finally sank.

White smoke began to emit from the palms that were tightly grasping the barbed wire, and the burnt smell spread along with it.

Jianren Qihai gritted his teeth and used the magic power to climb again.However, no matter how high or how far he climbed, the barbed wire spread and grew to a higher and farther place, and no attack could work on the barbed wire, silently separating Jianren Qihai from the world of garbage behind the barbed wire.

And the boy also disappeared from Qihai Jianren's field of vision.

The repeatedly burned palm finally couldn't support Jianren Qihai's movements, and the person who was enough for him to ignore the pain and wanted to chase after him also disappeared.

Jianren Qihai let go of the barbed wire, changed his posture in the air and successfully landed on the ground.

Those golden-green eyes were fixed on the direction where the boy disappeared.

He slowly got up from the half-squatting position that cushioned the landing force, but suddenly found that the scorched burn on his palm had recovered as before.

what happened?

Jianren Qihai looked down at his palm and frowned.

But before he could figure out the reason, his feet suddenly shook violently, and the entire world within his field of vision also collapsed. The dirty sky and the foul-smelling streets were like pixel blocks, annihilated one by one.

He only had time to take one last look at the motionless real person on the rubbish mountain who seemed to be completely dead before his vision went dark and he lost consciousness.

……

When he opened his eyes again, Jianren Qihai quickly raised his head and looked in the direction of the corpse of the real person in his memory.

Then, he froze heavily.

He was still standing behind the barbed wire, isolated from the world full of garbage, but the scene in front of him was very different from what he remembered.

The real person who should have died on the garbage dump disappeared together with the garbage dump, and was replaced by a larger garbage mountain. There were many adults and children standing there. They were all looking up at the sky, as if they were What are you waiting for.

But whether they are adults or children, their eyes are equally fierce, and the tension between each other is simmering.

Jianren Qihai saw that the young man who reminded him of him and was very similar to Wuli was also among them.

On top of Qihai Jianren's head, an airship that he had never seen before, which seemed to be eliminated by Europe as the main means of transportation in the last world, flew slowly, casting a huge shadow on the ground .

The dump port under the airship opened, and tens of thousands of tons of garbage dumped down immediately.

All of a sudden, all the people standing on the rubbish pile rushed over like hungry wolves, ignoring the danger of being crushed to death by large pieces of rubbish, and started frantically searching for food and medicine in the rubbish. Body stuffed.

Jianren Qihai, who has been paying attention to the young man's movements, found that the young man and his red-haired companion seemed to be extremely feared by others, and would avoid the position where the two of them rushed to get food.

The airship left quickly after dumping the garbage.

More and more people gathered here, and as the "good things" were almost picked out, the remaining people began to swing their knives at each other when the resources were insufficient, killing the people next to them indifferently and mechanically, the reason was just a piece of hair. Moldy bread or an expired injection.

Jianren Qihai was shocked in place. He watched all this that could never happen in the world he knew. After a long time, his throat rolled up and down.

Human life is as cheap as grass. Here, killing people is just a way to exchange for food and resources. Neither adults nor children will be half-distracted when wielding a knife.

"Huh?" The red-haired boy suddenly looked down at the garbage under his feet, raised his brows as if he had discovered something interesting: "Li~~ There is a cute blue apple under your feet~"

Leave?

Jianren Qihai was attracted by the name the other party called the boy.

So, is it really Wuli?

Then Jianren Qihai saw that the young man who was still holding a bag full of good-looking bread at the last moment, after being reminded by his companion, his eyes sharpened, and he swung the knife heavily to stab the foot without hesitation.

"puff!"

A lot of blood gushed out.

The boy frowned and lifted the rubbish under his feet, violently pulled the other party's blue hair and lifted him up: "What? Hisoka, have we killed a similar guy?"

As the man was lifted up by the young man little by little, the man's face was also exposed in Qihai Jianren's field of vision.

real person? !

Didn't he just die, why would he appear here again?

Jianren Qihai's heart was full of waves.

Hisoka touched his chin and thought: "I don't know~ I'm too weak, I have killed too many people to remember~"

At this moment, the real person who was held by the boy suddenly opened his eyes, and grinned at the boy with blood dripping from the corner of his mouth: "Wuli, you..."

Responding to the real person, it was the boy who cut off his head along the suture line on his neck without hesitation.

"Death is more thorough." The young man frowned in disgust: "Half death is really disgusting."

"From~~~"

"Understood, let's go."

The young man casually raised his hand, pulled his hair and threw back the restless head, then turned and left with Hisoka.

The head of the real person hit the barbed wire fence in front of Jianren Qihai, and then rolled to the ground again, his muddy blue eyes were wide open, looking at the sky absently.

However, the real person's blood seemed to be blocked by an invisible wall, and it didn't splash on Jianren Qihai at all.

Jianren Qihai looked down quietly at the head at his feet separated by the barbed wire, and suddenly had a bold guess in his heart.

……

When Qihai Jianren opened his eyes again, he had already begun to get used to this mode of losing consciousness and changing scenes.

This further proved his guess.

The sky was still an ominous dark yellow, and on the block divided by the barbed wire, the boy was alone facing the siege of hundreds of adults.

The knife in his hand was already curled, and dozens of corpses that were gradually cooling down were lying at his feet, and his body was also covered with blood and mud, in a state of embarrassment.

Only those black eyes still shone with a fierce and unyielding light.

"Want to recruit me?" The boy's voice was hoarse, and he sneered, "Stop joking, there is no one who can tame me."

"I hate your arrogance."

He spat out blood, and when his blood stained lips grinned, there was a kind of demonic madness and contempt: "Sure enough, I still prefer the dumbfounded look of you guys when they die."

"Little devil! What are you talking about!" The enraged adults surrounded the boy.

It also blocked Jianren Qihai's view of the boy.

He firmly grasped the barbed wire in front of him but couldn't do anything, he could only anxiously wait for the result of this battle.

"Pfft!"

After a long time, the last person fell stiffly.

A large amount of blood soaked the ground made of garbage. The boy stood on the street with dead bodies, bent over exhaustedly and supported his knees, panting heavily.

The dagger that had already been curled was thrown somewhere, and the boy's body was covered with wounds, and the blood slipped down his palm, which could hardly support his knees.That handsome face was also covered with bruises, the eyes were swollen high, and the corners of the torn mouth were bleeding.

But he still trembled and stood upright, standing alone on the silent battlefield and looking around, then he laughed.

Like a true winner, proudly proclaim, "I won."

The light flickering in those black eyes was so dazzling that it made Jianren Qihai, who had been watching the boy, suffocate.

But at this moment, a blue figure suddenly attacked the boy quickly.

Jianren Qihai, who could see clearly from the perspective of a bystander, immediately raised his heart again.

The young man who had just relaxed after the bitter battle was a bit slow in his reaction, but he still quickly dodged with the muscle memory formed in the battle all the year round, picked up the blade from the pile of dead, and raised his hand forward, stabbing into the attack neatly. patient's abdomen.

The moment the opponent slowed down due to pain, the boy reacted quickly, stood up and punched the opponent's head hard.

"boom!"

With one hit, the young man took advantage of the victory and pursued, immediately pinched the opponent's neck and mercilessly threw him to the ground, punching the opponent's head one after another with a vicious expression.

It wasn't until the other party lost all response and his skull was shattered that the boy withdrew his hand and barely stood up wobbly as if he had lost all strength.

He glanced at the blue-haired man who had been smashed on the ground so that he couldn't see his face clearly, and sneered contemptuously: "You lingering thing, I remember you, and the next time I see you, I will definitely make you die so hard .”

However, as soon as the words fell, the boy suddenly closed his eyes, and fell limply backwards.

"!"

Jianren Qihai was startled, and stretched out his arm subconsciously.

When he saw clearly that the other party's long breathing was just exhaustion, he withdrew his hand and smiled slowly.

"Well, you won... Wuli Jun."

In the world separated by barbed wire, Qihai Jianren has been watching Wuli in his youth.I also began to understand the survival rules of this place, knowing how chaotic and disorderly this place called Meteor Street is.

He watched the boy fight for food with the adults, watched the boy drag his wounded body Yu Yu alone after being injured in the battle again and again, watched the boy mercilessly kill batches of enemies, and watched the boy repeatedly kill and appear. The real person in front of me...

Jianren Qihai tried many times, but no matter what method he used, he couldn't break through the barrier of the barbed wire and walk in front of the boy. He could only watch the boy grow up amidst the killing and injury, and the opened eyebrows gradually became familiar to him in his memory. The handsome face coincides.

But the temperature has been missing.

The beast devours life and hates the world in its slaughter.

Jianren Qihai, who can't do anything, becomes more and more silent as Wuli grows up.He no longer tried to break through the barbed wire fence like he did at the beginning, but silently watched every narrow escape of Wuli, and after every time Wuli was seriously injured and fell into a coma, he silently accompanied the long boy who started smoking until he woke up. Come.

Jianren Qihai began to understand that this was the memory in Wuli's soul, and he was just a bystander. No matter how anxious and worried he was, he could not change what had happened.

When fighting against super-level curse spirits, Qihai Jianren was shocked by the tragic wounds that appeared on Wuli's body. Now he is watching the appearance of those wounds.

Dozens of stab wounds in the abdomen came from people fighting for food.

The bone-deep chain injury on the ankle came from someone the boy once trusted.

The fatal wound on the throat came from the telekinetic who managed the block.

……

In the pain of gradually dying, Jianren Qihai has a deep memory of the source of the wound on Wuli's body.

The world that Wujo Wu once narrated was presented in such a three-dimensional form, and Nanami Jianren began to understand why Wujo Wu would give Wuli such evaluations as "a fierce beast" and "will destroy the world".

Even if Jianren Qihai looked back at his own 28-year life history, it is enough to judge that without the appearance of the Mr. Miwa Yiyan mentioned by Gojo Satoru, Wuli would definitely become a law that wantonly plunders lives. Outsiders, repelled and feared by the normal human world.

As for what Wujo Satoru said, the first meeting between Wuli and Sanwa Yiyan...

Jianren Qihai looked at the block behind the barbed wire fence in front of him, his golden-green eyes sank.

With the spider as the symbol, the leader with the cross tattooed on his forehead, and his companions following the youth.

It's the Phantom Troupe.