Invincible I want a dream

The trick of coffee jelly temporarily confused Kusuo Saiki, who has a sweet tooth, but soon, the superpower realized the purpose of this trip.

[Gakafis, I saw him, how did he join the magic organization?This is different from what we said before. At this sensitive stage, he shouldn't come into contact with any ability users. Why don't you stop him? ]

The man the Rainbow Son hated the most and the unscrupulous guardian of the cornerstone of the world, Gakafys, heaved a long sigh, and put the green tea back on the desk. In the light tea soup, a tea stalk was hanging.

Is it a good omen?

The ancient people who have lived in Japan for many years lamented that human beings attach too much importance to the symbolic meaning of things, give countless coincidences good and bad names, and entrust their fate to the gods who have long since fallen.

But... the gods of the old world abdicate, will the gods of the new world be reborn?

He looked at the superhuman with an indifferent face, an existence completely different from the old ones, with a self-contained power that even he was afraid of.

"Qi Mu-jun," the seemingly ordinary middle-aged man flipped over the tea stem, as if gossiping, "Have you ever wondered why all the turmoil was concentrated on that day?"

"Ushi destroyed the 'book' in Yokohama, the new Rainbow Son has not yet been elected, the curse spirits attack the human world, the volcano erupts, the earthquake strikes..."

"Natural disasters/man-made/disasters all gathered together. As a result, we are powerless."

"Could you believe that this is a mere coincidence?"

Saiki Kusuo raised his head, under the green toy glasses, he had a pair of unique purple pupils, with strange brilliance flowing in them.

[No... that's why we're restricting him, aren't we? ]

The older man shook his head, "You are still too immature. Yu Shi's final choice was definitely not a pure accident."

He calmly narrated Chuanping Yushi's original life: "Born in a slum, disabled and flawed, everyone's malice... We all know that there is no shortage of nasty existence in this world, but he also encountered too many cold receptions." He is obviously a smart and cute child, even if he is in an orphanage, he will be vying to raise him, right?"

"Also, the power he possesses is not right. My bloodline, the ability of the conjurer, should be in conflict with normal development, but they are perfectly blended in his body, and they are hidden, so they will not be easily discovered. ——At this point, it seems to be the darling of fate.”

Speaking of this, Jia Kafeisi couldn't help but sneered, "Mr. Qi Mu might as well think about it, what is all this for?"

[… Destroy this world. ] Saiki Kusuo understood his hidden meaning, Kawahira Yutoki seemed to be born with a responsibility, and completely contrary to his predecessors, he was born for destruction.

"That's right." Gakafys applauded approvingly, with a smile on his face, but his eyes were condensed like eternal ice, "This is the arrangement of the will of the plane. This world is coming to an end. Yushi is just His puppet, and I guess, Qi Mu-jun, should be the next god appointed by him?"

[......]

Saiki Kusuo broke the spoon, [But what's the point?This world, obviously, can continue normally, and it is far from the so-called 'end'. ]

Gakafys agreed: "Indeed. But, Mr. Qi Mu, don't forget that the trend of mysterious fading has been irreversible. Although there have been a lot of geniuses recently, it's not that Gigabyte is getting better. Rather, it's The horn that completely dissipates... Without mystery, human beings will gradually lose their belief in the unknown and the anomaly, and He will no longer be able to interfere with reality."

"Yu Shita is not only the despair of this world, but also His last hope."

That night.

Chuan Pingyu zipped up and pressed the doorknob of Arakizhuang, and a gust of cold wind rushed in.

The living room was quiet, and the vampire who used to play video games on the sofa started a sleep cycle and lay peacefully in the coffin in the room.

Every time he falls asleep, there is a Diablo who cannot escape the fate of being persecuted. When Dio wakes up, he likes to replenish his energy with blood. Although there is no need for this in Araki Village, he still retains his habit.

In the past, Chuan Pingyu would not scream in horror when he sent an octopus head to the spaghetti. After his trip to Italy, he would not leave an extra look.

He even started to buy fruit pizza at home, the kind filled with pineapples.

Going out late at night is usually not for good things.

Chuan Pingyushi this time, because his master Mamonto Meng, who was far away in Italy, entrusted him with a job, which was regarded as a part of the master's examination, and the remuneration was [-]% of the original client's offer.

Although he is a close disciple, when accepting apprentices, he said it was because of his amazing talent, but he still had a little thought hidden in his heart - free labor, Ma Meng said he loved it the most.

Not long ago, he received a huge sum of money. Chuan Pingyu did not express dissatisfaction with his master's miserliness, but accepted the task calmly.At this time, I must say that fortunately he doesn't live in Manjugao, otherwise he will inevitably be caught by Wutiao teacher.

Thinking of the development of the field mentioned by the seniors, Chuan Pingyu silently pondered his own spells, and hurried to the destination under the cover of darkness and illusion.

Yokohama, as a famous port city, is less than [-] kilometers away from Tokyo. With the addition of extraordinary strength, Kawahira Utoki reached its center in almost an instant.

According to the information provided by Mamon, the target of the mission is a wealthy businessman who lives in a luxurious and high-end residential area. There are no dead spots in the surveillance. Security personnel patrol 24 hours and are equipped with new guns.

But for illusionists, these are just decorations, not as effective as traps.

As for why the customer wanted to assassinate the wealthy businessman, Mamon didn't care about it, it was just a quick sum of money. Balia is a professional assassin organization, and when it doesn't involve the Pengo Li family, it's just a pure tool. No interest in personal grievances.

After outsourcing it to Chuan Pingyushi, he felt more at ease. The task at this price would not involve too many secrets, and the target was only ordinary people. As long as it was hidden from the monitoring, everything would be fine.

Just as he thought, Chuanping Yushi quickly arranged a large-scale illusion to confuse the security guard's perception, and then used the illusion of materialization to change the content of the monitor, completely erasing his figure.

He is like a dead bird in the dark, solving the target accurately and efficiently.

Standing in the corner, looking at the distorted corpse of the rich businessman, for a moment, a strange sense of déjà vu hit him, as if he had seen such a scene in an unknown place.

It's like he has never been to the city of Yokohama, but he has a subconscious sense of familiarity in his heart.

But these thoughts were fleeting, Chuan Pingyu didn't think about it any more, and left here after dealing with the crime scene.

The next day, outside the platform.

All three of the first graders of the Curse Arts High School were present and leaned against the railing.

"... Chuanping, why do you want to be a magician?" Hiroto Hiroshi asked curiously. He had just finished talking about how he was beaten up by the curse, because when he heard that Chuanpingyu was the same as him, He is a conjurer who has become a monk recently, so he is very interested.

Chuan Pingyu responded slowly: "There is no special reason. If I have to say it, I want to find a target."

"Goal?" Yuzu Yuren scratched his head, "Is there nothing Chuanping wants to do? Speaking of which, I seem to be the same. Before swallowing Su Nuo's finger, I only thought about grandpa, but I have no future plans. Now, Let’s save more people! I hope Chuanping can find his wish, and more importantly, realize it.”

He smiled cheerfully, as if the fact of being sentenced to death had never happened.

Chuan Pingyu smiled back. He didn't quite understand why some people would sincerely regard other people's lives as precious existences and fight desperately for them.But he doesn't dislike the firm light in Knotabagi Yujin's eyes when he speaks, like the warm sun shining warmly on the darkness.

"Thank you."

After chatting for a while, Gojo Satoru, who arrived late, greeted them without any regrets, and led them to find the new students, that is, the last first graders.

Yuuhito Knotaba, who was born in Sendai and came to Tokyo for the first time, was fascinated by the world of flowers and flowers. He bought fancy decorative glasses and a big bucket of popcorn and attracted many eyes along the way.

Gojo Satoru gave a thumbs up, affirming the student's taste, and strongly recommending him to try more new tricks.

Fu Heihui couldn't see it, wishing to show that he was not with them, he couldn't help getting closer to the normal Chuan Pingyu, and expressed his admiration for his poise.

The white-haired high school student looked at them amusedly, and thought to himself, he had never tried to go out with an Italian male model group before, and the attention he received back then was more than that.

The freshman they are looking forward to, the transfer student Nagasaki Yeqiangwei recommended by their grandmother, is currently "talking up" a talent scout.

The girl with dyed orange hair grabbed the round scout and made him immobilized, "Hey, can't I be a star?"

The poor middle-aged man had never seen such a proactive and powerful girl before. He couldn't help but think about his words, thinking about how to send her away. At this moment, a male voice saved him, "This way, this way——"

The tall blindfolded man waved his hands and shouted. Passers-by cast strange glances and discussed in low voices whether he could see or not.

The black-haired boy covered his face, trying to avoid the death scene, but except for him, the others accepted it well.

Interrupted, the passer-by and scout under Nagasaki Yeqiangwei escaped by chance. She clicked her tongue, dragged the suitcase to the paid storage cabinet next to it, and locked it in with a bang.

"Then introduce again—" Gojo Satoru pointed at the girl and gestured.

"My name is Nagasaki Wild Rose." The confident girl raised her chin, which was more dazzling than the scorching sun.

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