The spell daily of the departed savior

Wuli appeared on the phone again and again, but the monotonous voice was stuck, which also attracted Gojo Wu's attention. He frowned and asked, "Is it related to Sanlun?"

"I'm afraid..." Wuli's black eyes were faintly moist: "That special magic spirit was born out of the teacher's thoughts on me before his death."

Gojo Satoru's expression went blank for a moment.

He opened his mouth, but his lips, which used to be able to say a lot of beautiful words, could not utter even half a word of comfort. No matter what he said at this moment, it would hurt Wuli again.

Wu Li said in a low tone and slowly: "The teacher is afraid that I will be hurt, and worried that I will not be able to take care of my emotions when I am alone. After his death, I will be trapped because of the powerful power he left behind. I was caught by that "suture thread" again. It was placed in a mountain depression with a special geographical location, and all the negative emotions of the same fear and pain around it were attracted to create a curse, nourished by the energy and human life of the teacher's fallen sword, and finally a curse spirit customized for me was born."

He raised his head, blinked his sore eyes, and said in a hoarse voice: "After all, when the other party doesn't know the existence of the camp, but realizes that killing the teacher will attract some people's crazy revenge, the best way to deal with it is It is to use the deep emotion that the teacher was thinking about before his death in battle, to kill the vengeful person who came to the door."

"That thing uses the teacher's power to nourish the teacher's emotions, and wants to kill me as a teacher's student..."

Even though Wuli's voice on the phone was low and even crying, Gojo Satoru couldn't react and could only remain silent.

But the air flow on Wuli's body faithfully revealed this fright and anger, and quickly spread around him around him, quickly covering every inch of land.

The huge [circle] that has never been seen is rapidly taking shape, covering the entire Kyoto and still not satisfied, and it is still spreading outwards crazily, as if to swallow the whole of Japan into the scope of [circle].

The ferocious beast was frightened and engulfed the world on top of the huge waves.

Wuli's power quickly touched the enchantment of the conjurer college, and even many conjurer families were engulfed in it.

The angry conjurers clamored to kill this guy who dared to offend the ancient noble family, but they couldn't even find the trace of the other party, so they could only ask the high-level officials of the conjuration world.

However, the upper echelons of the magic world are also overwhelmed.

When they were engulfed by invisible power, unlike other people who were dazed but felt nothing, all the high-level conjurers and conjurers whose names appeared on the list in Wuli's hand immediately seemed to be submerged in the deep sea , being pressed down by a huge force and unable to break free, even breathing gradually became short of breath.

Spells are useless, domains are useless, and spell tools are useless.

These high-level people in the magic world who have been arrogant and glorious all their lives can't survive or die at this moment, but they don't even know where the enemy is, and they don't know what happened.

The entire magic world is in panic brought by an unknown enemy.

In addition to Noctua's Zhengdao's inquiries, more and more conjurers called Wujo Wu as if they wanted to find the backbone.

However, after texting Ye Mo Zhengdao to assure that the situation was not out of control, Gojo Satoru ignored all other messages and continued to talk to Wuli.

I heard that even under such madness and anger, Wuli still methodically assigned tasks to different forces and personnel to solve them, dispatched the army to guard the people, the government gave reasonable explanations to appease the people, and the intelligence personnel quickly searched for information to crack " suture” in all possible configurations.

Wujo Wu raised his eyebrows and smiled: "Xiaoli has changed a little bit before I knew it, it seems that what Sanwa said is right, the Conjuration High School hides a coming-of-age gift for you from Sanwa. "

"If it's the Xiaoli I remember from before." Gojo Satoru looked at the real-time situation of the whole country on the laptop screen in front of him, and said with a chuckle: "Since I resigned from the camp, I shouldn't do these "superfluous" things. It’s a matter of killing the enemy immediately after learning about the enemy who killed the three rounds, even destroying the whole world doesn’t matter.”

Wuli was silent for a while because of Wujo Wu's words.

At this moment, the whole of Japan is moving because of his power and the tasks assigned to various forces. A large amount of information is sent from the mobile phone in his hand, the government and the army are quickly mobilized, and the people are protected in an orderly manner.Zenyuan Maki also took several other high school students to the address he gave to arrest the group that raises special magic spirits.

Countless orders were sent out one after another, and the alarmed "suture" Xia Youjie and the forces led by him also responded immediately, and even those Shinto families and forces that had been hidden for many years were also hurriedly confirming the situation.

The whole country was in turmoil because of Wuli, but he himself stood in the wilderness, under the monstrous anger, because of Wujo Wu's inquiry, the secret confusion in his heart gradually took shape and became firm.

Wuli knew that what Gojo Satoru said was right, and he even knew very well that if he hadn't changed the fierce plunder and disregard for life formed in Meteor Street under the teacher's years of teaching, the moment he got the news of the teacher's death in battle, He will find the world where the teacher died in battle, and then completely destroy it.

But now...

"Nanami prefers a world of order."

Wuli's voice was still indifferent, but Wujo Satoru was stunned by what he said.

"Even if what he saves is only my phantom in a false world, I don't mind keeping a living world for him."

Wuli remembered what Jianren Qihai said to him when he was born in the world, and his complete defense without any utilitarianism, and Jianren Qihai's deep abhorrence of the disorder and chaos of Meteor Street.

The soul is composed of all the emotional memories that people have experienced and possessed. When the emotions and memories change, the soul also changes silently.

If Qihai Jianren likes all thriving lives and expects an orderly world...

Wutiaowu was full of question marks because of Wuli's words, but he quickly reacted and laughed loudly: "The coming-of-age gift is, is it Qi Haihai? Sanlun, Sanlun, it's you!"

After explaining everything, Wuli didn't intend to waste time listening to Gojo Satoru's teasing laughter, and hung up the phone directly.

He lowered his eyelashes slightly, looking at the memory chip handed to him by the camp members.

It stores the memories of the frontline combat members of all camps after failing to save the magic world, as well as the appearance of those worlds after they were destroyed.

Wuli held the chip in his hand, activated his telekinetic ability and urged the chip to enter those stored memories, intending to use those failed memories to search for details that he might have missed.

However, as soon as Wuli entered the memory, his complexion became gloomy.

As far as the world is concerned, different choices of time nodes for major events will lead to different trends. When these small changes accumulate enough, the world consciousness will diverge, forming a parallel world based on the same main world.

Stored in the chip are the destruction endings of 37 parallel worlds in the magic world.

But the same thing is that after the members of the camp failed to change the world, all of these 37 worlds died in the end of the magic world.

The corpses of conjurers are strewn across the wilderness and their lives are miserable. The peaceful life of ordinary people is broken. Amidst the panic and screams of all human beings, the curse invades the world of ordinary people and kills them wantonly. However, people cannot get any help. died tragically.

A hundred years later, human beings have no place to live.

On top of the nutrients piled up in the bones, the curse spirits grew in large numbers to replace humans, known as new humans.

At this point, for human beings, the world is destroyed.

……

Wuli frowned slowly.

He doesn't care about the death of people he doesn't know, but that doesn't mean he can allow ugly things like curse spirits to replace humans.

Presumably Aizen Soyousuke finally decided to hand over all the faction information to him, because he knew that it was impossible for him to let the magic spirit completely replace human beings, and he was sure that even if he had resigned, he would take over the world for this reason. Task.

However, there is one more thing that makes Wuli very concerned.

——Why didn't he see Jianren Qihai appear on the final battlefield between the magician and the magician?

Wuli activated his mind ability again, re-entered the stored memory, and focused on searching for the figure of Jianren Qihai.

Then he saw—

On the commercial street in Shibuya, half of Qihai Jianren's body was completely destroyed. He stood in front of the real person, but looked at Yuzu Yujin not far away.

[Next, I'll leave it to you. 】

Immediately, the real person's palm was close to Qihai Jianren's chest, and the operation was activated.

Jianren Qihai smiled as flesh and blood flew all over the place during the operation, and his entire upper body exploded.

"! Nanami!"

For a moment, Wuli forgot that he was looking at the failed world endings of other members of the camp. He called Jianren Qihai's name sharply, and subconsciously stretched out his arms to block Jianren Qihai.

However, the dripping flesh and blood splashed to the ground through the phantom of his arm.

Qi Haijian's remaining lower body fell into a pool of blood.

Wuli's black eyes narrowed into dots, he stared intently at the pool of flesh and blood beside him, but he couldn't find the appearance of the mature man who had been with him for ten years in the world of birth.

The entire stored memory collapsed and annihilated in Wuli's sudden burst of murderous intent.

Then there is the next world.

next world...

On October 10, Shibuya Commercial Street.

Jianren Qihai was seriously injured by the super-level curse spirit Tuogen and Leuhu, and died at the hands of the super-level magic spirit real person.

The memory chip couldn't bear the violent power leaking from Wuli's body, and it was annihilated into powder in his palm little by little. The phantom of memory also disappeared, and Wuli was once again exposed to the real world.

The strong wind blew Wuli's scarlet robe, and that handsome face was gloomy and dangerous.

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"Master Fujiwara has been killed by that kind of power! The curse spirits that were going to be thrown into the Tokyo Conjuration College were all exorcised, but we didn't even know who the other party was! The Panxing Sect must save us, but we Allies! If you don't send someone, don't blame us for sending missions as high-level people to let the conjurers deal with you..."

"I see."

Xia Youjie didn't wait for the other party to finish speaking, and hung up the phone after getting the information he wanted to know, and then remained silent for a long time.

On the beach where he was, there were various shapes of curse spirits standing everywhere, and the members of the Curse Master Group were also busy.

They were all staring at him, anxiously waiting for the next order.

"News are coming from all over Japan that an energy that has never been seen has been sensed."

"It's probably an enchantment, but Shinto said it wasn't made by gods or ghosts. Was it that little devil named Wuli who did it? What did he use?"

"I can't go on like this. The news I just received said that this kind of power suddenly had an attack on the curse spirit a few minutes ago, and many weak curses were instantly removed. Even the first-level curse spirit can affected."

The wise super-level curse spirits anxiously discussed the current situation with the curse masters, but Xia Youjie was still sitting on the beach chair in cassock.

The young man with sutures on his forehead propped his chin with one hand, only the phone that was constantly turning in his hand revealed a trace of his impatience.

Everything that guy named Wuli did far exceeded his expectations.

After realizing the potential danger of Wuli because of Orihara Linya, Xia Youjie decisively abandoned many forces that would be checked, and never underestimated the short-tailed survival of the enemy.

However, even so, senior officials of the Kyoto government were still kidnapped by Wuli. It is likely that some of the layout he showed in front of those senior officials had already been informed to Wuli.Just when he was about to speed up the plan to re-layout, another thing that surprised him happened.

——The invisible enchantment has occupied the whole country, and the unknown power that ordinary people cannot sense can cause harm to the curse spirit.

The enemy has launched an attack, but he doesn't even know where the other party is.