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

As a curse born from the evil thoughts of human beings towards human beings, the real person has been crazily absorbing the ubiquitous nutrients to grow since his birth. He never thought that he would be forced to retreat by a belt.

Not far away, the knotweed is launching the mouth cannon skill, and the five purlins use a belt like a whip. Every time they swing, as long as they hit, they can deal real critical damage.

When Jianren Qihai arrived, he saw the always indifferent and reliable senior holding... Is that a belt? !

The boy with dark blue hair was not good at using such a "weapon". His posture was like spinning a spinning top, and that curse spirit was that spinning top... Nanami Kento fell silent.

It seems like something has collapsed.

While changing its posture, the humanoid curse spirit tried to get close to the five bars to cast spells, but the difference in physical skills between them was too far. The physical damage can't hurt the root of the real person, but the magic power attached to it makes the real person feel an unprecedented sense of oppression.

Hit again.

But the healing speed of real people is also visible to the naked eye.

Wu Lianglian held the hand of the belt tightly. Sure enough, such a thing as a belt is still no match for his "wife".

Zhenren was distracted and noticed that another conjurer had arrived, relying on his own advantages to continue fighting. Five bars may not be his opponent, but if there is another conjurer...he is going to launch the second plan—— If you can't beat it, run away.

"He wants to run."

Accompanied by Qihai's voice, the five purlins picked up the belt with a "hmm" and chased after him.

But Masato just shouted: "Shunpei."

"The real person... Senior."

Shunpei, who was tightly dragged by the knotweed to prevent him from passing, immediately turned his head.

The real person has almost teleported to the window with the short-term enhanced acceleration of changing the state of the legs and growing wings. Behind the real person is the dark night, and he showed a bright, ferocious smile: "That finger is..."

——We let it go.

But he didn't finish his sentence, because the five purlins had already kicked him down the stairs.

……finger.

what……

Yoshino Junpei opened his eyes wide.

"He's lying to you." Wu Lianglin's indifferent voice sounded from Yoshino Junpei's mind like a spell.

Bright red, pitch black, and rich colors filled the entire field of vision.

The sound of glass walls shattering, the loud sound of heavy objects falling to the ground, and the boundless darkness of night expanding and spreading from the broken frame, Yoshino Junpei burst out with superhuman strength from nowhere, he pushed Knotabagi Yuhito away, and suddenly rushed out.

The black-haired boy jumped halfway out of the window and hung in the air.

The blond man suddenly grabbed his waist and grabbed him back.

And the real person lay on his back on the ground and let out a "tss".

The five purlins stepped on him with one foot, using a lot of strength, almost pushing him into the ground.

"It's a pity, you can't kill me." The real person stretched out his hand and grabbed the legs of the five purlins. The upper half of his body stood upright like a twisted tree. .

"Well, I know." Wu Zilin even responded to his words aloud.

"But... I can beat you."

It is unabashed provocation and ridicule.

The young man suddenly kicked again, his jumping ability was astonishing, he jumped up and kicked hard, and stepped into the real person's eyes.

But this purely physical damage is almost ineffective against real people. The reason why he became like this is because he sensed that other people were approaching.

Immediately afterwards, he backed up, gigantizing himself to the limit, as if desperately trying to do his best.

The five purlins also sensed the intruding breath.

……very familiar.

He turned his head distractedly, and saw an old man in a plain kimono, showing him a smile that could almost be described as benevolent.

"purlin."

He used an elder-like tone and called out the intimate name.

The five purlins seemed to see the courtyard with cherry blossoms again.

See that kind, hypocritical smile.

Just this short moment of stupefaction, the real person's figure instantly shrunk like a balloon deflated, and then disappeared.

Wu Tiaolin resolutely chose to chase the real person.

"Tick."

A drop of blood fell at his feet.

It's rain of blood.

The downpour of bright red lost the vision of the five purlins, and his footsteps stopped.

These rains may not be able to stop any magician, but it is the most restraining method for him.

The sound of rain in his ears, the bloody barrier in front of his eyes, the fishy smell from the tip of his nose, and the disgust engraved in his bones almost weakened his five senses to the bottom, and he was still unable to use spells to counteract this effect.

"Senior Wutiao!"

Until Qihai's voice broke through the barrier that specially imprisoned him.

The five purlins regained their composure and blinked their eyes.

……

Shinji took out his phone.

He asked the system to find a number for him and dialed it immediately.

The other party answered quickly.

"Hey."

Shendaishu frowned when he heard a familiar voice, "Mr. Xia You."

"Huh? Why is it you?" Xia Youjie was a little stunned. This mobile phone number was his personal number, and few people knew it. He thought it was Wujo Satoru who called, but he didn't expect it to be this person.

"It's like this." Shen Daishu said with a smile, "I found a magic spirit with a level of about special grade, and the ability seems to be able to change a person from the inside... As far as I know, the spell is engraved on the In the body."

Xia Youjie was silent.

Even if the ability of this curse spirit is not as described by Shen Daishu, Xia Youjie must go there based on his level alone.

After all, his curse spirits were almost exhausted during the Night Walk of the Hundred Ghosts, and now he doesn't have any useful ones under his command.

He also didn't feel that Shindaitsu was lying to him, after all, this guy might know a lot more than he imagined.

It's clear this is a deal.

"what do you want."

Shen Daishu quickly reported the address, and then said coolly: "For the reward, just support my manga after it's on the shelves."

"Cough... Are you planning to change careers to become an information dealer, and then sell favors to boost your sales?" Xia Youjie never thought that his request would be this.

"...Compared to talking to me about these things, Mr. Xia You may be able to catch them directly if he rushes now."

After Shendaishu finished speaking, he hung up the phone. It was not very pleasant for the five purlins to cast a spell without any spells. At this time, borrowing a knife to kill people and selling Xia Youjie a favor is the best solution.

So Daoist escaped with great difficulty, and when he turned his head, he saw a man in a monk's robe holding a special magic tool in his hand.

Really, miserable.

……

"The high school should need a psychological counseling teacher... The child who was rescued is fine these days."

Five Purlins and Qihai stood at the door of the infirmary.

"Well, I still agree with this point. Yoshino has a knotweed to take care of him, and his condition is much better. In the end, this child was just deceived by a curse... His family is gone, and it is up to him whether he wants to stay in the college or leave. chosen."

Qihai briefly described what he said. As for Yoshino's family, the conjurer was used to seeing death, and they didn't even have much emotion about it.

"But senior Wutiao...why are we standing outside the infirmary and chatting?"

Jianren Qihai finally couldn't hold back, and questioned his soul.

Recently, he and Wu Lianglin went on their own missions. According to the usual practice, if you are injured or feel abnormal, you have to come to the infirmary first and let the family enter the nitrous for inspection and... research.

Qihai didn't expect that he would meet Wu Tiao senior at the door, and he also didn't understand why Wu Tiaolin chatted with him after meeting him, and even vaguely stopped him from entering the infirmary.

"..." Wu Zilin looked at him innocently.

"Forget it, come to think of it, senior Wutiao, who is that old man?" Qihai saw everything upstairs at the time, and asked what he had never had the chance to say, "I should help senior."

In Qihai's impression, Gojo Purlin's strength is almost equal to Gojo Satoru, so he made the choice to take care of the children first.

"Just a hypocritical old man." Wu Lilin replied casually.

"...The five seniors, didn't you bring your magic tool?" Qihai pushed his glasses, did not continue to ask, but changed the topic, the five-stringed magic tool was the same as his knife, and he carried it with him, but He hadn't seen that familiar spell tool as heavy as a mallet until now.

"It's broken." Wu Tiaolin's tone was still calm, he raised his eyes to look at his junior, and slightly hooked the corners of his mouth, "Speaking of... Junior Qihai, you have grown a lot taller."

It was only then that Qihai realized that the senior who used to be about the same height as her was now much shorter than him.

"Five seniors..."

"You're already a mature adult, Qi Hai." Wu Zilin's tone was gentle, and he patted his junior on the shoulder, "Is this mission going well?"

"Well, the target has been exterminated, but he suffered a slight injury and felt a little uncomfortable, so I came to treat it." Qihai was used to facing Wutiao Wutiao, and seeing Wutiao like this, not only did he not feel "senior care", but There is a sense of foreboding.

as predicted.

"Okay, you two, don't stand outside chatting, come in and check." The voice of the housekeeper came from the inside out.

Qihai watched Wu Lianglin dodge and push open the door of the infirmary, and then dodged to retreat behind him, lined up politely, as if Qihai didn't enter and he didn't exceed the line.

Qihai understood.

...Senior, it's all shit.

"It's just a routine, it's just a check-up after the task is over." Jiarui Glass looked at the immature face of his former classmate, feeling indescribably complicated.

"I'm really not injured." Wu Lilin said decisively.

Then, under the expression of "smoke can't be exhausted" on Jia Ruozi's face, he silently opened his sleeves, revealing the mark of the spell erosion attached to his arm.

He just hates the smell of disinfectant.

Hate the infirmary.

And...it's okay if this kind of injury doesn't heal, and his main purpose is just to meet his former classmates.

Seeing Wu Tiaolin's vivid demeanor and movements, Jiaru couldn't help chuckling.

"To be honest, I feel a little complicated seeing you like this." Jiaren cast a reversal spell to remove the curse on him. This is a new method she studied later, and she turned her head to get the report on the desktop , Picked up a pen and drew a cross on it.

"...I'm also very complicated, but having said that, your new hairstyle is pretty good, Jiarui." Sitting across from Jiarui, Wu Zilin, his former classmate now looks much more mature and stable, "It's the dark circles under your eyes that make your beauty worth it." Discounted."

Jiaren looked at the five purlins that were always fixed on this appearance.

Following his words, she said helplessly: "I don't want to work efficiently every day, so that I don't have much energy to go out at night...Speaking of it, Wu Tiao, I am not prepared at all for you, a swindler."

Jiaren tried to speak in the same nonchalant, mostly joking tone that he used to say when he was a classmate.

"Well, I didn't have any preparations, and I just lived like this...Although, I think it's the best ending if I don't show up again." Wu Zhulin continued her words, talking about death in a flat manner, and fell into a deadlock at home. With a stunned expression, he spoke the cruelest reality in the gentlest tone: "After all, my spell is gone."

"Although there is some confusion, I have already guessed everything."

"Obviously... I hope I can leave a memory for you, the five purlins are the memory of an excellent and reliable conjurer."

The words that came to his lips were not spoken again.

No one knew better than the three of them how much Wu Liangli cared about his technique and the honor he gave himself.

Wutiaopurlin used to be unworthy of the surname Wutiao.

This surname is the recognition he obtained with his strength.

The spell is the "gift" that he is proud of, and it is what he has always believed in, the most ardent love of the "god" for him.

"...I have been thinking, if the ability of the Age of God is to make the person he misses the most come back as an afterimage, then why didn't Huiyuan come back, and why was it me who came back?" Wu Zilin stood slowly Standing up, "Obviously in the story, people with obsessions often linger in the world."

"However, let me, a person who is willing to die, return to the world again."

"It seems a little ridiculous."

Households want to give him a hug from classmates, and want to wake him up, but she does not do anything.

The words she wanted to say, the words she wanted to interrupt him but didn't organize well, were all stuck in her throat. It was clear that the tone of the five purlins was calm and indifferent. She was still the well-behaved, well-behaved and gentle boy in her memory, but she seemed to be living in the bottom of the sea, unable to breathe or say anything.

The conjurer who died without regret has reappeared.

Those conjurers who are obsessed with obsession will sleep forever.

Suddenly the five purlins noticed something.

He turned his head and saw Gojo Satoru standing there silently through the window.

Behind the white-haired young man is the blue and clear sky, his eyes are like the epitome of that boundless sky, but they are bluer and more transparent than that.

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The author has something to say:

Because of the clip, it will be updated later.

Originally, I wanted to write about a handsome whip swing, but in the end I wrote... Swinging a top, as expected of me.

Light the wax for a real person, and may there be no magic spells in heaven.

Brother Dao Wuzi you want is here.

Brother Shuzi: I finally filled the gap in my ability, can I draw manga? (Wake up, you just opened up the branch line)