pure love tyrant

Midnight, Sugisawa High School, the roof of the school building.

Fifteen-year-old Fu Heihui and Katsuobu Yuhito faced a second magic spirit that suddenly appeared from the ceiling and fell into a bitter fight.

Fu Heihui watched the knotweed stick being held by the curse spirit, feeling very anxious.

But his own physical strength and spell power have all been exhausted, and there is no way to save the knotweed stick, so the young man can only vent his regret by roaring:

"People without magic power are meaningless here! Why didn't you just take them away!"

"I'm going. Are you going to die? I can't."

Supporting the mouth of the curse spirit with both feet, so as not to close the knotweed Yuren who swallowed him, he has already made a decision in his heart.

There is no magic power, just eat Su Nuo's fingers!

The pink-haired boy flicked his head, threw the fingers near his mouth into the air, and opened his mouth——

"Swipe."

A chain protruded from the darkness, tied the knotweed stick, and pulled him away from the curse spirit's mouth with a force that even the curse spirit could not resist.

Knotweed: "??"

Fu Heihui: "!!"

In the blink of an eye, the sea urchin-headed boy rejoiced that the knotweed was rescued, and at the same time reacted.

Su Nuo's finger, which is very beneficial to the curse spirit, is in mid-air at this time!

"Ah! Oops!"

As he expected, without the hindrance of the knotweed stick, the curse spirit stretched out its head slightly, and Su Nuo's fingers were swallowed by it.

Fu Heihui's heart was devastated.

It’s over.

The cloud parted and the full moon shone on the roof of the school building.

A treacherous and evil but extremely powerful aura erupted from the curse spirit.

The powerful spell power quickly changed the spell spirit, and the huge and ugly body boiled like boiling water, transforming rapidly.

In just a few breaths, the reptile-like curse spirit already had the appearance of a human body at this moment, and at the moment when its body surface completely stabilized and its body froze.

A blade of light pierced the night, and passed silently across the neck of the curse spirit.

Curse Spirit, who was in the rigid stage of shaping, fell to the ground with his round head without facial features, and rolled to Fu Heihui's feet.

When the sword light slashed at the headless curse spirit again, the transformation was finally completed.

The headless mantra, condensed into a lean human body, raised his hand, trying to hold the long knife.

But then, its arm was severed by a force far beyond its imagination.

There was a contemptuous sneer in the air, as if mocking the newborn mantra's overreach.

The newborn mantra froze, then trembled violently, a mass of flesh spread out from the neck, quickly forming the head of an adult man.

The man opened his eyes, and the black curse lines on his face appeared, and the second pair of eyes under the eyelids also opened.

"Hahaha - fun fun!"

Fu Heihui's heart was so cold.

The arrogant guy in front of him is the top powerhouse in the Heian era, the strongest curse king in history, the two-faced Su Nuo with four eyes and four hands!

"Although it is only the most inferior body of the curse spirit, it can actually kill me twice?! Very good, human, I will tear you to pieces with my own hands!"

His head was chopped off just now, which affected the two-faced Su Nuo's declaration of his arrival, now that he has a head and a mouth, he can finally do whatever he wants——

A strange-shaped blade stabbed straight at his face.

"Ooh!"

The disused arm recovered in an instant, and Su Nuo greeted him excitedly.

There is nothing more appropriate than using slaughter and blood to welcome the return of the cursed king after a millennium!

The two-faced Su Nuo was extremely excited, and the mantra power filled every corner of his body. This body born out of a mantra spirit was quickly covered with black mantra patterns.

The claws with swollen nails drew out invisible blades—that is the cutting power of the king of curses, overwhelmingly attacking the opponent hiding in the dark.

It's a pity that invisibility is only a relative term. Under a pair of eyes with otherworldly power, those blades can't hide.

I saw an afterimage jumping out from the darkness, and the short blade in my hand flew a few times, blocking several blades attacking the heart and throat.

The two-faced Su Nuo's eyesight is so strong, with just one look, he can see the details of his opponent.

"There is no fluctuation of the mantra, so it is the sky and the mantra. Unexpectedly, after a thousand years, this disgusting blood has not been cut off."

The only spectator on the field, Fu Heihui, who was lying on the ground temporarily unable to move, was stunned.

Maki-senpai's Heaven and Curse?Are heaven and curse so strong? ?

Ignoring the cursed king's malicious taunt, the attacker lunged forward with inhuman speed.

Moonlight reflected on the short blade.

A little bit of coldness in the darkness shines like a star!

Like a meteor falling to the ground, the cold light pierced through the dark and twisted mana shell and shattered the arrogant body of the Cursed King.

Under the disintegrated pieces of meat, there is a look of astonishment on both sides.

"No...you are not Heaven and Curse...you are..."

Although the body is a curse spirit with a very low upper limit, its power is only one finger.

But as a human being, with zero magic power, he was defeated by pure strength alone.This strength is enough to make the two-faced Su Nuo remember this opponent.

I just don't know if he wakes up again, whether this human being is still there...

The unfinished words were crushed.

In the darkness, Two-faced Su Nuo let out a mocking sneer, and fell into a deep sleep again.

Fu Heihui saw the tall man who was chopping melons and vegetables and killed the double-faced Nuo container, bent down to pick up the withered fingers in the dregs of the dissipating spell, and put them in his pocket.

pocket? ?

"Wait a minute! That's the finger of the King of Curses, Double-faced Su Nuo. It's very dangerous. Please give it to me to seal it!"

"This is my trophy, why give it to you!" The black-haired man turned around and stood there against the moonlight, unable to see his face clearly.

"If you don't seal it in time, you will attract the curse spirit!" Fu Heihui tried his best to convince him.

"Cut it again. Do you think they are as useless as you? Brat!"

In the darkness, the man's wolf-like green eyes flashed coldly, and he began to ask the teacher: "Who said just now that there is no meaning without magic power?"

Fu Heihui: ...

That's right, this person is bound by the sky and has no magic power...

The face of the sea urchin-headed boy was a little hot, the feeling of being caught on the spot for gossip behind others' backs.

Embarrassing to death!

"I don't have the magic power, I didn't save you!" The man walked up to Fu Heihui and squatted down.

At such a close distance, Fu Heihui finally saw the man's face clearly.

Black hair and green eyes, handsome appearance, with a wild charm, a kind of handsomeness that is very different from Mr. Gojo Satoru's delicacy.

The man had a stinky expression at the moment, and the corner of his scarred mouth curled up in a mocking arc.

"What's the matter if you don't have the spell power? Without the spell power, you can't kill people?" The man cursed and slapped the dazed Fu Heihui on the head.

"The ten shadows method is amazing, but they are still being abused!" Another slap.

"You say you, where do you have the confidence to say that you have no magic power?" Another slap.

With a series of slaps, even the stubborn sea urchin was flattened a bit.

Fu Heihui was completely dumbfounded by the photograph, and anger welled up in his heart.

What does this person know?Why did he say that about me!

Just when the sea urchin-headed boy was about to stand up and resist, he broke free from the chain, and the knotweed that climbed up from the edge of the roof saw the situation and interrupted.

"Um... big brother, please stop beating Hei Hui's head. If you keep beating the head, you will become stupid."

At the end, the pink-haired boy added: "My grandfather said it."

Fu Heihui looked at the natural pink-haired boy speechlessly: I saved you, and this is how you repay me?

Hearing what the knotweed said, the black-haired man really stopped.

He stared at Fu Heihui gloomyly for a while, pinched the boy's dusty cheek with his big hands, and pulled it to both sides.

"I saved you, now, I'm hungry and want to eat meat!" Very blunt, very straightforward.

Fu Heihui, whose face began to ache after his head ached:? ? ?

What's the matter with this man? ?

Is there such a force to invite guests?

The black-haired boy still doesn't know that in the next few days, he will not only take care of meals, accommodation, but also pocket money.

Even after chopping off both sides, it didn't make Shi Er's bad mood any better.

A few hours ago, he found a suspected grown-up son in this plausible Sendai street.Out of curiosity, Shier followed.

After seeing his son's crappy physical skills, rough calling, and lack of vigilance for danger.

Mood plummeted.

This is his cub?

Hui, an elementary school student he has trained for two years, is better than this rookie in front of him!

His mood quickly turned sour, and he exploded completely when he saw his son being beaten up by the lurking curse spirit and burst out the sentence "people without magic power are meaningless".

If it wasn't for the sake of the little brat's injury, the furious old father would definitely slap the little brat with a big slap and tell the little brat that it's useless for you to have magic power!

Apart from being angry, Shier was also very strange.

I heard from that pink-haired kid that the little brat is now called Fu Hei.The surname has not changed, which means that the little brat has nothing to do with the Buddhist monastery.

But obviously it doesn't matter, why does the little bastard still talk about the Buddhist monastery - no magic power is trash, isn't it a special product of the Zen monastery garbage dump?

Fuck it.

The superimposition of several elements made Shi Erben just because of living in an 'alien world'——

Shier has basically determined that this world is not the future of his world.

First, his Hui, who has already mastered the ten-shadow method, will directly release Xu Moluo when encountering a strong enemy.

Second, regardless of whether he and Xun will die in the future, based on his teaching and the assets Xun left him, it is impossible for Huijue to become a hopeless magician.

——The bad mood is even worse.

The man walking ahead with one hand in his pocket had such a low air pressure that the two teenagers who followed did not dare to approach him at all.

"Fu Hei, who is this strong and terrifying elder brother?"

"I don't know! I don't know him!"

"Huh? You look alike, I thought you were relatives!"

"Huh? Where does it look like?"

"Except for the hair, everything looks the same!"

"No, I'm not as strong as him."

"It is."

"..."

After some conversation, for some reason, Fu Heihui's mood became even worse.

Tonight's mission experience was simply the darkest moment of his life.

Yuzu Yuhito looked at the black-haired man in front, and then at the black-haired boy beside him.

Can't help but think to myself.

These two are definitely related!Otherwise, how could they even look alike with a stinky face.

The three of them found a shop that was still closed, not a barbecue shop, but an ordinary ramen shop.

The older black-haired man didn't say anything, he opened his chopsticks and ate his noodles.

Fu Heihui's phone rang.

"Mr. Wujo, sorry, the mission failed."

Teacher Wu's brisk voice came from the other end of the phone: "Missing your finger? Then there's nothing you can do. It's still a little bit reluctant for Hui to complete the recycling task."

Fu Heihui glanced at the man who was making the second bowl of noodles, and his voice was full of helplessness: "The finger is still there, it's just..." It was robbed halfway!

The boy continued: "...In short, something happened, and the situation is a bit complicated. If Mr. Wutiao is free, can you come over?"

"Oh, oh, it's rare to hear Hui ask for help. This sentence is recorded!"

Teacher Wu's voice rose all of a sudden, full of 'wow' cheers like a little girl.

Fu Heihui clenched the phone tightly and said in a heavy voice: "Five-article-teacher!!"

Next, Teacher Wu's quick voice and whistling wind came from the other end of the phone: "Understood, Hui, the loss of super-class spells is a big deal. Alright, see you~"

Fu Heihui put away the phone and sighed softly.

Teacher Wu Tiao is strong, but he is a little off-line from time to time.

"Five Enlightenments?"

Although it was a question, his tone sounded very firm.Fu Heihui looked at the black-haired man and nodded: "Yes."

"whispering sound."

Shi Er pouted.

It's not the same world anymore, how come there are six eyes?Really lingering.

Not only did this person know Wutiao-sensei, but he also seemed to...

Fu Heihui frowned, noticing the disdain in the other party's green eyes.

Not much to see.

The sea urchin-headed boy suddenly had a bad feeling in his heart.

Gojo Satoru, a 28-year-old college teacher, went to a shop selling Sendai's specialty "Kikufuku" before looking for the students, bought his favorite snacks, and then teleported to the students.

A figure that he will never forget until death, just appeared within the observation range of the six eyes without any warning.

In the observation of the six eyes, the magic power does not present a very beautiful picture.

Words full of curses and dark negative emotions constitute pictures of hell.

And such a pair of eyes that can see the most subtle magic power, when looking at that person, there is only a blank, clean as if there is no ink on the white paper.

The most unique existence, the sky and the curse with zero magic power.

Killed by him ten years ago——

Vol Heshel.

"real or fake."

There was a trace of confusion in the voice of Happy Teacher Gojo Satoru.

He was sure that this person was dead at the time, and he asked the people from the Buddhist monastery to collect the body.

But the feedback given to him by Six Eyes was that the soul and body all conformed to the impression of the year, and there was no difference.

The person in front of him is indeed Fu Heisher who has been dead for ten years...

wrong.

There is still a little difference.

eyes.

Compared with ten years ago, the eyes of Fu Heisher in front of him are obviously much more lively.

However, it still deserves a beating.

Gojo Satoru touched the wound on his forehead that the man left ten years ago, and smiled briskly.

"Long time no see~ I'm defeated~"

After flicking the cigarette ash, Shier grinned a malicious smile.

"Oh? Looks like, 'I' didn't hit hard enough, Six Eyes."

The air tensed instantly.

Fu Heihui: ...

The premonition came true.

Yujin Knotabagi out of state: What?What?what happened? ?