Curse Shirou

The huge force of attracting and repelling that could destroy heaven and earth penetrated Shi'er's body, which could not completely avoid it.

Just being swept by the edge of the storm, the sky and the curse, which is almost immune to all spells, were instantly disintegrated and shattered the flesh.

He finally realized where the sense of disobedience just now came from.

It turned out to be my inner alertness to the omen of death.

Shi Er looked down, half of his body and his left arm disappeared in the blow just now. Unless a certain bastard priest is still by his side, he would not be able to survive with such injuries and bleeding...

"Any last words?"

The white-haired man on the opposite side stared at him with six eyes.

Gojo Satoru asked this out of respect for his opponent who almost killed him.

The pool of blood under his feet became more and more viscous, Shi Er finally had a little consciousness left, but he only said to himself:

"...It's still ruined."

Gojo Satoru looked at the other party's strange expression, a little curious:

"What's broken? You have nothing else to say?"

Rings, of course.

The ring on the ring finger of his left hand.

The sky and the tyrant were too lazy to talk anymore. Even in the most desperate and angry time, he was not willing to throw away the shackles put on him by the hands of the priest. In the end, they were still destroyed...

I sure as hell.

Not good at owning.

"No."

The Ubuyashiki family owes themselves and Shirou favors, and will treat Kei well, and there are hundreds of years old ghosts with them...

"There is nothing else."

The light in the killer's dark blue pupils gradually dimmed.

However, he didn't know that at the moment when he lost consciousness, Gojo Satoru suddenly raised his head and looked towards the distant sky suddenly.

I saw the boundless white mist, sweeping from the distant horizon!

It was as if the mist-shrouded mountain stretched out a giant hand, covering the whole of Tokyo, and then covering the entire territory of Japan Island!

When all ordinary people and the world of conjuration were unable to perceive the fog, cold sweat had already soaked Wujo Wu's clothes.

He clearly sensed that there was some kind of "something" in the white mist, but he didn't dare to completely release the six eyes to observe——

will die.

As long as you can see what is in the fog, you will definitely die.

The alarm bell of intuition rang loudly. Although Gojo Satoru was crazy, he would never do it knowing that he would die.

He cautiously sensed his surroundings, wanting to complete the purpose of coming no matter what——

He had to bring Riko's body back to the high school.

The white mist did not reveal any further dangerous features, it just covered the ground, buildings, farmland, mountains and rivers, and roads.

This sudden and peculiar weather made it impossible for couples on the street to see the face of their lover clearly.

Rear-end accidents of vehicles in various road conditions occurred frequently, and trains and trams also stopped in an emergency and could no longer run normally.

The dense fog forcibly separated everyone, but the weather satellite showed no abnormalities in the cloud map of Japan.

It seems that the fog that everyone sees with their own eyes is fake.

And the weird fog can't help isolating things, but also sound and light.

It wasn't until the sound of footsteps came to the back that Gojo Satoru was startled and turned his head quickly - he saw a nothingness made of mist, hugging an unconscious figure, slowly pacing towards him.

Even though the six eyes were restricted and he couldn't see through the fog directly, the braids hanging down and the familiar school uniform pleated skirt all showed the identity of the girl in his arms.

"Riko?!"

Gojo Satoru was ready to face the existence of nothingness who didn't know the enemy or friends, the opponent's footsteps seemed slow but fast, click, click, every two sounds, they crossed the extremely long distance in reality.

One second before, Wuwu was still in front of Gojo Wu, but the next second when footsteps sounded, he had already walked behind him.

Gojo Satoru used his magic power to try to take back the girl's body by force.

But the palm he stretched out, as if protruding into the clouds, directly passed through Lizi's shoulder.

"This is?……"

Gojo Satoru was extremely puzzled, he couldn't touch the two people who were close at hand, if it was just that nothingness, it would be fine, but Riko clearly "exists" here, even if it is a false illusion, it is impossible to leave no trace leak.

But if it is not illusion, there is only one possibility.

That is an area that is difficult for modern humans and magicians to reach.

Described by countless science fiction novels, and believed by countless people to exist - multi-dimensional space.

If the other party is not in the same dimension as yourself, it can explain why you can only observe it, but you can't touch the other party at all.

Can the infinite magic formula break the multi-dimensional space?

Wujo Satoru didn't know, and he had never thought about it.

But it didn't prevent him from trying directly, after all, he couldn't let this unknown existence just take Lizi away.

Just when he thought that the other party would quickly disappear with Riko, the nihilistic figure stopped beside the killer.

The tall man's eyes were closed tightly, and his eyelashes cast a lonely shadow.

The dark but handsome face was stained with brown dried blood.

The existence of nothingness lowered its eyes and stared at the human beings who seemed to never wake up again. After a while, the mist blew away, accompanied by a crisp sound of jingling bells——

The necklace in the girl's pocket suddenly fell to the ground.

The golden cross pendant reflected holy radiance to the surroundings, and the existence of nothingness bent down and picked up the holy artifact.

He, or he, has already understood the purpose of his trip that must be accomplished.

Under the condensed power of the gods, the golden cross fissioned and emitted a strong light, which penetrated the mist and shone on the black-haired killer.

【ゴィィプププププ,】

Man's first birth was born from below.

The void being chanted——

【口口口，口口口口】

Rebirth means rebirth from above.

Human physical life comes from the first birth.

But the life that belongs to God must be born again. ①

……

same time.

Over North America—

Like a giant vine in mythology, rising from the sky above the old New York train station, the majestic, mountain-like arms and legs of giant creatures penetrated the entire sky at this moment, and were witnessed by countless ordinary people.

The huge arms and legs are covered with scarlet eyes, and the black thick mane is spread all over the top and bottom. Anyone who looks at it at close range will all fall into madness on the spot.

The Pentagon urgently issued a warning, prohibiting the public from approaching the source of the mutation, and prohibiting any news media from rebroadcasting the footage.

But even so, it's hard to stop the bloody shark-like media. Those crazy reporters ran into the blockade immediately, and even the helicopters sent by the government couldn't rescue them!

Soon the news industry all over the world knew about this big event.

For those who got the first-hand video, the official media of major countries reported one after another, expressing concern about this "vision" in the United States.

Compared with magical legends similar to Godzilla, the whole world is actually more concerned about whether American laboratories have "accidentally leaked" some experimental materials.

With the spread of video images, there are more and more "witnesses" of intelligent life, and the arm of the giant creature, as if it had accumulated enough strength, began to coil and twist——

It seems to break free from some invisible shackles!

The fog hanging over Japan is even thicker.

The communication base station also began to be interfered, the mobile phone calls could not be made, the traffic was completely blocked, the government and police vehicles could not travel, and the whole country was almost paralyzed.

Only TV stations can release news to the outside world. Radio stations around the world have broadcast heavy fog warnings, urging citizens to go home as soon as possible, or hide in safe buildings, and do not go out to avoid accidents due to low visibility.

The instigator of all this is hard to care about the series of troubles that will follow--

Since the kingdom of heaven in this world has already experienced an unbearably long blank period.

So it is acceptable to borrow the power and person who have been vacant for a long time to save people, right?

With the help of the Cross Hallows, Shirou began to sing a certain section of chant that he had never tried before. The difficulty was so high that once he was known by the church, he would definitely be immortal.

Because this is the scripture recorded by the disciples when the Son of God was resurrected.

From the standpoint of the church, apart from God and the Son of God, there is no other existence that is qualified to resurrect mankind.

Of course, no one could do it until a devout priest accidentally fused half of his foot into the old days...

"haven't seen you for a long time?"

Kotomine Shirou is wearing slippers, with one leg slung over his knee, holding a book with a black cover in his hand, and looks like he is reading.

Shi Er woke up from his lap, a little confused for a moment, almost couldn't tell what Jinxi was and He Xi, and could only stare blankly at the red-haired young man.

"Why this look, have I changed a lot?"

Smiling and stroking the other's black hair, Shirou lowered his head to kiss his lover's forehead, but was hit by a sudden force!

Cthulhu covered his nose with tears in his eyes, lying on the armrest of the sofa, and it took him a long time to recover.

Only because Shi'er sat up suddenly, the direction was opposite to him.

The other party didn't feel it at all, and didn't care about his face, so he asked with straight eyebrows:

"You still know how to come back!"

Shi'er finally came to his senses, he hurriedly took a closer look, and unexpectedly found that his lover's height seemed to be taller than before, and the profile of his face was more mature.

Compared with the previous image of Japanese DK, now he looks more like a young man who just graduated from university.

"You...how did you grow up so much?"

While Shier was in the shock of his new discovery, Shirou went to put his arms around his lover's waist, not forgetting to complain:

"It's good to be able to control this. You don't know how long it has been, but I have waited for 85 years and ten months... Shier, I miss you so much."

85 years?

Only then did the sky and the tyrant realize that Shirou, who was trapped in the Taisho era behind the time that he felt like years, should be even more desperate.

Because the other party can only wait for the years that do not belong to the two to pass before they can return to the original era and reunite with themselves.

The waiting of more than 80 years, no matter how you look at it, can be called cruel.

If you were yourself, with such perseverance, could you wait for someone for decades, or even nearly a century?

"Looks like you've succeeded."

Otherwise, I wouldn't see myself with this young face.

"Haha, well, I can only say [-]-[-]."

The red-haired young man sneered, hugged each other with his arms and refused to let go, and tried to move his feet towards the bedroom of the two. They were in the apartment before they moved.

"Hey, what are you doing? I still have something to ask!"

"But I miss you!"

"Tsk, don't think that you can get away with it like this? What is your relationship with that thing? There is no explanation for what happened at that time..."

"85 years is very long. I miss you every day. I am afraid that I will forget the time and lose myself in the end. I will engrave a mark on my skin and you can touch it."

The evil god lifted up his clothes, exposing his belly, and let his lover touch the bloody scabs on his body.

For more than [-] days, every day the barrier will repeat what happened on the day it was closed.

And the most frightening thing is that even if he has merged with the godhead, his memory will still be erased by the law, and he will return to the day when they first parted.

He knew that he had lost time on his body, but he couldn't find it because he was trapped in it.

Only by leaving scars that even the evil gods can't erase will they not be reset by [Time] in the barrier.

"This is……"

Shi Er touched the dense blood scab under his palm, and a certain kind of light suddenly flashed in his mind.

He couldn't remember what he saw or experienced after he entered the old station in New York.

But he remembered the vaguely familiar touch, and the tears that had been wiped from his face when he came out.

At that time, he thought that he had erased it casually.

"Hey, in the enchantment at New York Station, do you have..."

"85 years and ten months~"

"...You are amazing, damn it!"

In a fit of anger, Tian and Tyrant tore off his t-shirt in shame and annoyance, threw it under the bed next to him, and said harshly:

"You're the only one who interrupts, you son of a bitch, just keep doing it if you have the guts! Do it until I can't speak, or see if I ask you!?"