The spell daily of the departed savior

Once such a Wuli is completely out of the camp of saving the world, even the strongest conjurer will have to pay a heavy price if he wants to kill the ferocious beast that has lost the restraint of the three rounds and one word.

Wujo Satoru had to kill Wulizhen before he could use his specific telekinetic ability to prevent that result from happening. ,

However, beyond Gojo Satoru's expectation, Zhenren passed the information of the clothes fragments that once belonged to Sanwa Yiyan to Wuli.

A real person who possesses the spell [Wuwei Transformation] can touch the soul of a human being. Under the madness, Wu Li released all restrictions on his own power, and maliciously displayed his fierce and terrifying soul in front of the real person.

The technique evokes the rotten mud deposited in the soul, and the force of the hedge re-realizes the world of memory. Jianren Qihai who followed the sound and the two were involved in this false world of birth.

Qihai Jianren chose to save the young Wuli, but Wuli chose to find the real person hidden in a certain corner of the world.

But at this moment, Wuli, who got the exact location of the real person, locked on the other person with the [circle], and the power supporting the whole world was mobilized to search for and attack the magic spirit, causing the world to collapse together with Qihai Jianren's ten-year memory.

Wuli's usually calm face rarely showed a trace of puzzlement, and he fixedly looked at Jianren Qihai who was close at hand.

Jianren Qihai's hand holding the other party's collar began to tremble.

The conjurer looked at the strong and calm young man in front of him, and knew that the child he raised with his own hands had died along with the false world.

In his career as a conjurer, Jianren Qihai has not encountered curse spirits who play with memory, and has also indifferently expelled curse spirits who wanted to take advantage of his emotions.He knew that Wuli's choice at this moment was rational and correct.

But if that's true...he doesn't want it!

Jianren Qihai let go of Wuli's hand dejectedly, with his arms hanging down by his side, he took two steps back slightly to increase the distance between him and Wuli.

"...I see." Jianren Qihai hoarsely said with a mature and magnetic voice in the past: "The responsibility of the magician is to exorcise the spirit of the curse. Let's go and find the real person."

Even though Jianren Qihai said so, he never looked at Wuli or said a word along the way.

Wuli couldn't understand the opponent's state, and only attributed Qihai Jianren's abnormality to the real person's fault.

So after catching the real person, the airflow around Wuli's body turned into tens of thousands of sharp blades, cutting the curse spirit with the self-healing ability of magic power infinitely, cutting it into pieces, then letting it recover, and then cutting... ...until the last bit of magic power of Daoist was exhausted.

The super-level curse spirit, whose mana was exhausted, could no longer maintain its human form, so it could only lie on the ground in an ugly posture covered in blood, and looked up desperately.

Those cloudy blue eyes met Shang Wuli's cold pupils, and the real man grinned, as if he wanted to laugh as usual when transforming human beings, but his empty spell power couldn't even do such a small movement.

Under the accumulation of a lot of scars and pain, this action finally became the last feather to destroy the real person.

He was like a sun-dried clay puppet, smashing to pieces all over the ground.

Then under the crush of Wu Linian's ability, it was completely weathered into powder, and there was no possibility of recovery.

Wuli's eyes looked down at the super curse spirit who died in front of his eyes, and then looked back at Jianren Qihai beside him.

Once the real person died, one end of the power storm of the hedge was lost, leaving only Wuli's power, which gradually calmed down as Wuli's mood stabilized again.

Born to break the world.

When Wuli and Qihai Jianren opened their eyes again, they had returned to the alley where they met real people.

It was sunny and fine weather.

It's just that the "tent" was still put down to isolate the outside from the investigation, the mess all over the ground had been tidied up, the surrounding roads were all cordoned off and cordoned off, and all the surrounding residents were evacuated.

On the empty and quiet street, only Gojo Satoru was sitting on a chair, bending over happily playing a rope game with Knotaba Yuhito who was sitting on the ground. He had been staying here since Wuli and Nanami Jianren disappeared. Waiting for a result.

The red rope was hooked on the white and slender fingers. While turning the flower rope, the injected technique had already been brewing, ready to attack at all times.

Gojo Wujo's lips drooped when he heard the voice, he pursed his lips, and looked sideways seriously.

However, Wuli and Jianren Qihai should have a closer relationship after fighting side by side, but at this moment they are far apart, and Jianren Qihai even turned his head to avoid looking at each other.

It's like becoming a deadly enemy.

Gojo Satoru was surprised for a moment, but he was even more relieved by Wuli, who was obviously still a normal person, and smiled happily again.

"Xiaoli, Qihaihai~ welcome home."

Yujin Knotabagi, who discovered the two, also stood up in surprise, and rushed over with tears in his nose, the black lop-eared rabbit on the top of his head flicked his ears when he started running, as if Yuzu Yujin himself had grown ears .

"Qihaihai! Teacher Wuli!"

Jianren Qihai was thrown straight at the front by the knotweed Yuren, which made him stunned for a moment, and regained his sanity to see everything in front of him clearly.

Both Meteor Street and Hunter have disappeared, replaced by a relatively peaceful and warm Tokyo.

——But that young man, the outstanding and bright young man with a warm smile raised by him, was lost forever.He originally thought that at least he could change Xiao Wuli's life...

Jianren Nanami patted the top of the pink hair of Yuzu Yuuhito, then nodded to Gojo Satoru as a greeting, and then turned and walked towards the High School of Conjuration vehicles parked not far away.

Yidichi Jiegao, who saw Nanami Jianren, greeted happily.

Wujo Wu's gaze shifted from Qihai Jianren's direction to Wuli's body.

He smiled and propped his face with one hand, and casually swayed the red rope with the other hand, and asked curiously: "So, what's the matter with you two? Are you going to make revenge after disappearing for ten days?"

"What about the super-level curse spirit? Didn't you say that you are chasing and killing the real super-level curse spirit?"

"The super magic spirit is dead, don't worry. As for your question."

Wuli's body has changed from the military uniform in the memory world to a kimono again, and the clothes that were damaged by fighting real people before being involved in the memory world make him look a bit embarrassed, but they still can't conceal his elegance.

However, at this moment, the handsome young man lowered his eyes slightly, and calmly said: "I killed me who he raised."

With a "click", the red rope in Wutiao Wu's hand fell to the ground, and he looked at Wuli in astonishment.

Gojo Satoru turned his head and glanced not far away. After getting into the car, Jianren Nanami still couldn't help looking over here through the window. No matter how dark his eyes were, he could still see the pain he was struggling to suppress. and anger.

He turned his head to look at the young man in front of him again.

The young man tucked into the crimson kimono robe remained unmoved, as if unaffected at all.

Gojo Wu tremblingly gave Wuli a thumbs up: "...Xiaoli, he is a ruthless person."

The author has something to say: sorry, things have been a little bit lately

The incident in downtown Tokyo was finally pressured by the Gojo family to search for hidden illegal items as a reason to explain to the public, which put an end to this large-scale evacuation of residents.

But some keen people still smelled a different breath from this evacuation of the crowd.

Wujo Wu, the strongest conjurer, took the double-faced Nuo container to guard the center of the incident for ten days.In such the busiest and eventful autumn, the strongest can let go of all the work and deal with it personally...

Moreover, it is said that an unregistered super magic spirit died.

Various speculations were rampant, and some people guessed that Wuli was the only person present that day who was not a conjurer, but they quickly overturned this conjecture—how could an ordinary physical education teacher who didn't even have the power of a spell have been killed? Gojo Wu is afraid of the value so far?

But Xia Youjie, who is very clear about everything that happened between Zhenren and Wuli, knows who Wujo Wu is guarding against.

The curse master was wearing a dark blue straight dress with a cassock, and looked at the information in his hand with slender eyebrows and eyes.

"The information dealer from Ikebukuro, you mean the young man named Wuli, has tracked down the earthquake on the outskirts of Kyoto ten years ago?"

When he opened his mouth, the Buddha, who looked at the world indifferently with compassionate eyes, fell into evil.

The evil Buddha no longer crosses people, but uses the world as a ladder, wantonly playing with life and human nature.

"How can I believe that what he said is true?"

Xia Youjie looked lazily at the Panxing Sect subordinate standing in front of him: "Zheyuanlin has also been in touch with Wuli all the time. Compared with information dealers who take all the news from both sides, I am more inclined to let Wuli deliberately let Oriyuanlin contact Me, sold me wrong information and interfered with my judgment."

The subordinate said: "According to what Orihara Rinya himself said, that Wuli seems to have powers other than magic power, and his strength is probably comparable to that of a super-level conjurer. The reason why he did this is because he wanted to see Wuli Far from funny expressions."

——When the information dealer in Ikebukuro handed over Wuli's information to the Panxing Cult, he laughed intoxicatedly.

'Because I love humans!I really can't wait to see more and more wonderful expressions on Wuli's face.When he knew the cause of death of Miwa Yiyan whom he had been looking for all along, he didn't know how interesting it would be.That scene... As long as I imagine it a little bit, I am so excited that I want to laugh out loud! '

After listening to his subordinate's report, Xia Youjie fell silent.

After a long time, he smiled lightly.

The deep and soft laughter echoed in the deathly quiet room, with a cold killing intent.

"What Orihara Rinya said sounds like he has found information about what happened ten years ago? Does this count as your negligence?"

The subordinate instantly broke out in cold sweat and fell to his knees.

An information dealer in Ikebukuro, who is also known for his twisted personality as well as his abilities. This is a guy who will not hesitate to sell his employer's information for his own fun.

Although he got Wuli's detailed information because of him, there is no guarantee that he will not backhand sell information about the Kyoto earthquake ten years ago to Wuli.If he is killed at this time when Wuli has noticed, it will help Wuli to confirm his doubts...

Xia Youjie had a few heartbreaks and made a decision: "Tell those guys in the Kyoto government that if they are found out by Wuli, they should commit suicide and apologize. If you don't want to..."

In those slender eyes, there was a cold compassion: "I hope their family members will not be entangled by the curse."

"Yes."

……

No matter how suspicious and bloody the outside world is, the Conjuration High School has ushered in a rare peaceful campus time after the turmoil.

——Even this calm looks more like the calm before the tsunami.

Ye Mo Zhengdao didn't know all the ins and outs behind Wuli and Sanlun Yiyan, but this did not prevent him from the recent large number of unregistered special-level magic spirits, and noticed the undercurrent of the high-level people in the magic world and the magic spirits move.

This has indirectly led to a sharp increase in the workload of the conjurers of the college in the recent period, and even the students have been sent out to deal with the task of investigating spell spirits.

And Qihai Jianren, who was originally a dedicated social animal, took on tasks continuously, stuck in the timeline of not working overtime, and traveled non-stop between various regions, and did not return to the magic school for a minute.

This posture of exhausting himself at work made Ye Mo Zhengdao feel a little embarrassed and began to reflect on whether he had squeezed too hard.

The first-year trio even stared at Noctua Moth Zhengdao suspiciously, as if they were looking at the vicious exploiting capitalists.

Ye Mozheng said: "!!! Don't look at me like that. After Qihai and Wuli came back from Tokyo, I granted Qihai a week's work-related injury leave for him to recuperate, but he himself refused!"

Zenyuan Maki, who has been training with Wuli, has a clear view of Qihai Jianren's choice.

She turned her head to look at Wuli beside her: "Teacher, Teacher Qihai is trying to avoid you, right? What happened in the domain of the super-level magic spirit?"

When the few people nearby heard it, they immediately raised their ears to listen to the gossip quietly, thinking they were hiding.

Wu Li wore a crimson kimono robe, and the calmness between his eyes was not broken by Zenin Maki's straightforward question: "It's just killing a special magic spirit. I am also very puzzled why Nanami-kun reacted so violently."

Chanyuan Maki frowned, Wuli's answer did not dispel her sense of strangeness, she faintly felt that Jianren Qihai was not so much getting along with Wuli as he was running away from something.