With too many knives, I was forced to save the world

Xia Youjie escaped, the five purlins violated the upper echelon, and people from Yokohama visited the magic world... These things happened almost at the same time.

But they still didn't dare to put pressure on Gojo Satoru in person.

It has become a fact that Xia Youjie escaped from Gojo Satoru.

Gojo Satoru didn't have any explanation for this, but just stood there with a smile on his face. When those old guys said that he wanted him to kill Xia Youjie himself to prove that they were not "accomplices", Gojo Satoru plucked his ears, and then broke without hesitation. He opened the door, "I'm not here to listen to your nonsense."

"Things that shouldn't be moved, if you touch them, they will die." The moment Wujo Wu walked out, all the objects used to communicate in the newly built conference room behind him were broken, and immediately the wall connected to the door collapsed, so repaired Work on a meeting room is on the agenda soon.

But at least after this, he can rest for a while.

These old things should never have drawn attention to the five purlins.

Although Gojo Satoru is more aware that what they want is the truth about the "resurrection" of Wujo Purlin.

"Wu Jun." The figure of Wu Tiaolin appeared not far away, and he quietly watched the whole process of Wu Tiao Wu's destruction of the conference room.

"Hey, what's the matter, even if I blow up the meeting room, I'm the most handsome." Gojo Satoru changed into a smiling face, and he stretched out his hand to say hello.

Wu Tiaolin chuckled, and he looked up at the sky, "Mr. Wu is going on a business trip."

Gojo Satoru was too busy.

Almost no chance to breathe.

"After all, I am the strongest. By the way, Yuren and the others will leave it to you." Gojo Satoru thought of the student he had thrown out for training at a young age, "Well, although I gave it to Junior Qihai, I have It's a bad premonition, and I'm going to find Youta."

"It's the Yigu Youtai I mentioned to you before."

"it is good."

The five purlins agreed quickly.

Wujo Wu quickly walked over to sit side by side with him back to the high school, every time he looked at the five purlins like this, his six eyes told him that what he saw was just a phantom.

Purlin has no surgical formula.

Now even the magic tools are gone.

Gojo Satoru didn't know how long this reappearance would last, he didn't even say the words left behind.

He is still looking for the producer of the five-purlin spell tool and the method of repairing the spell.

"That's right, purlin."

Gojo Satoru stopped abruptly.

The five purlins looked at him suspiciously.

"Stay away from that guy named Jindai." Gojo Satoru said solemnly, "That guy knows a lot, but he just pretended to be stupid in front of me and Jie, if it wasn't because he was an ordinary person..."

The chanted God Generation Bundle: Thank you for the invitation, I can hear you.

He lazily listened to Gojo Satoru's words, looked at the five-purlin vest that could be repaired with only 20.00% left in the system panel, and looked at the vest next door that hadn't been touched for a long time, and vaguely had a new guess .

【Horizonium's vest is retracted first. 】

He had already guessed that the character Xia Youjie would make such a choice.

After all, "righteousness" is the last thread in his hand.

But Shen Daishu didn't judge his "righteousness", he slowly sorted out the manuscript of today's new painting.

Immediately he thought of Dazai Osamu and Sakaguchi Ango who were resting next door.

Of these two people, he is only familiar with Dazai Osamu, and he is the leader Dazai Osamu in the IF script.

After all, according to the timeline data provided by the system, when he first played the game... Osamu Dazai was not born yet.

Probably because of something on his mind, there was a knock on his door, and the person who opened it was Osamu Dazai.

"Hmm..." Osamu Dazai stepped into the room without waiting for him to make a sound.

"Dazai-kun." Kamito looked at the young man with his eyes and hair, and sat on the chair casually.

"Ango grinds his teeth and sleepwalks in sleep. I wonder if Jindai can let me rest here for the night." Osamu Dazai said the truth, "If you don't sleep well,

I'll be lethargic all day long. "

"Okay, I hope Mr. Dazai doesn't mind my drawing making noise."

As Shindai said, he made a cup of coffee.

Osamu Dazai unceremoniously lay down on the only bed in the room. He watched Shindai Tsukasa sitting at the table with a cup of coffee and starting to draw. The black-haired young man looked thin and weak, and his fighting strength was no more than five years old. , but Osamu Dazai never underestimated him.

Only by clinging to the key that he is an ordinary person, and the fact that the magic world represented by Gojo Satoru cannot directly attack him, makes Osamu Dazai feel that Kojiro must be a smart person.

"Hmm... What kind of manga did Kamiyo draw?"

He lay on the bed and asked with a smile.

Shindai Tsukasa: "It's a girl manga."

"Oh...huh?" Osamu Dazai blinked, this answer was somewhat unexpected.

"I used to like to draw some hot-blooded youth manga, but I was always complained that the plot was too cold-blooded, so I wanted to try to change the style." When talking about manga, Shen Daishu became very interested, "And I have a very promising one. The younger generation is very good at drawing shoujo manga, he is a very interesting person, and he is very good at depicting the psychological changes of the protagonist."

"So recently I also have the idea of ​​trying other types, maybe I will draw better works."

Osamu Dazai lay there lazily, watching the black-haired young man covered with a thin layer of light under the light.

Probably because he really likes it, when he mentioned the manga, the black-haired young man turned his face with a soft and real expression, and even his tone of voice was different from usual, with a sense of indifference and distance.

However, Osamu Dazai saw something deeper in his black eyes covered by the glasses.

Excited, sick, joyful.

There is an incomparably sharp contrast between the gentleness and elegance on the surface and the satisfaction hidden deep in his eyes, as if a kind of addiction has been filled.

As well as some small habits that Shindai Tsunade showed from time to time, such as holding the pen even if he was not drawing... These small habits did not escape the eyes of Osamu Dazai.

This habit obviously seems to be suppressing something by distracting with this small action.

Osamu Dazai understands, he doesn't like to "draw" manga, but likes to create a complete thing that belongs to him out of thin air according to his mood, the kind of pleasure that fills his somewhat blank world.

He seems to be indulging in illusion, but he is more sober than anyone else.

interesting.

Osamu Dazai became more interested than ever. How could it be possible for someone with such an arrogant and naive idea to be just an ordinary person.

"Komoyo wants to come and sleep together, this bed seems to be enough."

Osamu Dazai invites Tsukasa Kamyo to sleep together.

"No, there is coffee to hang my life, I think I can draw a little more tonight."

Coffee is the life water of their group.

"Okay." Osamu Dazai didn't persuade him, anyway, he already knew what he wanted to know, so he decisively chose to sleep.

……

When Wu Lianglin rushed to the school, he saw people lying on the ground. He squatted down and checked briefly, and found that they were just poisoned, so he breathed a sigh of relief.

But the most urgent thing is to find Knotabagi Yuhito.

Gojo Purlin is actually very clear, Gojo Satoru asked him to come here first to help Qihai take care of his students, and second to tell him that even without the spells and magic tools.

Gojo Satoru will always be the person who trusts Wujopurlin the most.

He explored the residual spell power around him. Although his perception had been weakened a lot due to the loss of spells, he could barely confirm it, so he followed along.

Knotabagi Yourhito faced the black-haired boy in front of him, he clenched his fists tightly, but he didn't swing them out for a long time.

A huge jellyfish-shaped shikigami surrounds Yoshino Junpei, his expression is indifferent, and the shikigami's own light casts a layer of shimmer on him.

Yoshino Junpei commanded the shikigami to attack, trying to dissuade the knotweed, the moment the tentacles stretched out, a chair flew over, with mantra attached to it, and easily bounced the shikigami away.

Hu Zhang turned his head and saw the dark blue haired boy with both hands holding the chair, looking calm.

"Five...Senior?"

"Ah."

The five purlins just nodded, and then his body moved almost instantly. The ordinary chair was like a sword of the god of war in his hands. He showed no mercy, and just smashed the shikigami several meters away in the same gesture as smashing a mouse.

In the blink of an eye, he had already dealt with Shikigami, and then he quickly approached the stunned Yoshino Junpei, pushed him hard, then raised his other hand to lift up the chair, and with the help of the clamp formed by the chair and the back of the chair, In front of him, Yoshino Junpei was forced to the wall, and he used the chair like a magic tool in a daze, and then firmly controlled it to the wall.

"...Okay, so fast... Wait, senior Wutiao, don't kill him."

Knotweed was dazzled, let alone Yoshino Junpei, who was just an ordinary person, he was completely restrained before he could react at all.

Gorulin let go of his hand, and the chair fell to the ground, almost hitting Yoshino Junpei's feet, but he controlled it very skillfully and did not let such a scene happen.

"Yeah, it's really exciting."

Yoshino Junpei broke free from control, coughed a few times physiologically, and before he could say anything, a voice sounded.

From the corner came out a curse spirit covered in sutures. He was like a child watching a wonderful performance, clapping his hands and making a clear and distinct sound.

"..."

The level of this curse spirit is very high.

The five purlins came to a conclusion, he pointed to Yoshino Junpei, and said first: "This child still has your magic power."

"Hey... Can you feel this?" As soon as the real person said these words, the figure of the five purlins flashed in front of his eyes, followed by the oncoming chair, and the other party jumped up high, like swinging a hammer The general smashed down, and the ordinary chair revealed a strong oppressive force because of the infusion of his magic power.

"Boom-"

A dull voice sounded, and the five purlins smashed the real person's head in, and the ground under the curse spirit's feet was cracked inch by inch like a spider's web.

The real person's physical skills were no match for the five purlins. Even though he shrank extremely quickly when he was hit, he still got hit.

This human conjurer... is simply not in the same class as him.

But it's not completely impossible, the real person's hand stretches and stretches out to him, as long as he can touch——

"careful!"

"Senior Daoist—"

It's just that Wu Lianglin's reaction was faster. He sideways dodged and blocked it with a chair. The chair exploded with the sound of a touch. Wu Lianglin didn't hesitate too much, and decisively chose to retreat to the position of the knotweed.

He looked at Yoshino Junpei who was walking towards the real person, and calmly said, "He's lying to you."

"Eh?"

The real person poked his head out of his body, and he became excited when facing such a strong enemy, which became more and more interesting.

Wu Zilin's tone was indifferent, "A single spell is not perfect. Weak human beings are of little value to the magic spirit."

"This child is your toy, right?"

The tone of the five purlins was flat.

The real person smiled, he neither admitted nor denied, and immediately showed a brighter and more exaggerated smile.

--weak.

He clearly has such ability.

Yoshino Junpei's footsteps stopped, his expression was covered under his hair, he clenched his fists tightly, and his fingertips pierced into his palms.

Wu Lianglin stood in front of the knotweed, in a protective posture, he only saw the real figure in his eyes, and he said to the knotweed: "This curse spirit is very strong, let me deal with it."

Knotweed also quickly responded: "...Okay, I will go to find Shunping for those five seniors."

Wu Zilin's brows and eyes softened for a moment, "Yes."

What he said just now was just to restore the power of the spell, and by the way, keep the child from getting close to the spirit of the spell.

There is another reason why the five purlins are rated as quasi-special level, because he often uses magic tools and is very proficient. He has mastered the ability to inject magic power into any object for a short period of time to strengthen its use.

Five purlins looked at the belt used to decorate the trousers.

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The author has something to say:

The five purlin contestants took out a special magic tool - seven wolves (bishi).

By the way, I feel sorry for Anwu Fengping being killed.

The next chapter is the reliable Nanami and Purlin discussing how to educate "children" (?).

Brother Shu Zi's original world is also a world of comprehensive comics. I mentioned "interesting colleagues" before. I believe you should know who his colleagues are.

As for shoujo manga, I wanted to write it very much—later, the men in black suits watched the leader pick up shoujo manga... goose goose goose.

To put it in a low voice, in a world where the average person is not an ordinary person, he is an ordinary person, but in a world where the average person is an ordinary person, he is not an ordinary person.

I have described this little action of pinching a pen before, and you can refer to Mr. Tuo's finger biting.