Curse: Red Blood Son

Shortly after Geto Suguru left, Fuguro Shier broke through the restrictions of the worm curse spirit from the inside, ripped it open and ran out.

"The astral plasma is gone. I wanted to kill Gojo Satoru directly with the sneak attack just now, but I've backed down a bit."

Fuguro Shier said to himself, with a hint of regret in his voice.

However, his eyes were still firm and cold, and even when facing Gojo Satoru, he didn't feel nervous at all.

At this time, Fuguro Shier was holding a long sword with a cold glow, which was flowing with a faint curse power fluctuation, and looked extremely dangerous.

On his shoulder, there was also a caterpillar-shaped curse spirit with a baby face - Curse Spirit Ugly Treasure, which was squirming and looked stupid.

Gojo Satoru stood there with a cold look in his eyes. He knew that the confrontation with Fuguro Shier would be a tough battle.

He was too lazy to talk to Fushiguro Shiji, and directly launched the "Blue" on the side of Fushiguro Shiji, intending to use gravity to slam Fushiguro Shiji into the wall.

However, Fushiguro Shiji's movements were surprisingly fast, as if he had predicted Gojo Satoru's intentions, and he easily dodged the attack with a flash of his body.

"So fast, and I can't sense the flow of cursed energy on his body at all. In this way, my six eyes can't accurately predict his movements."

Gojo Satoru was secretly surprised. He realized that facing an opponent like Fushiguro Shiji, his six eyes that he relied on to see through the flow of cursed energy had lost their function.

Fushiguro Shiji relied on his powerful physical ability to move around Gojo Satoru at high speed like a ghost. Every time he made a move, he narrowly avoided Gojo Satoru's counterattack and looked for a chance to win.

His eyes were full of cunning and cruelty, as if a black cat was teasing a mouse.

"Since I can't catch your movements, I'll just destroy them all."

Gojo Satoru snorted coldly and activated 'Cang' at maximum output power, clearing all the surrounding buildings that could be used as footholds, leaving only an open area.

He looked around confidently, but he didn't find Fuguro Shier.

Just when he thought Fuguro Shier had hidden in the surrounding woods, a large group of fourth-level curse spirits - fly heads, suddenly rushed out of the woods, flying towards Gojo Satoru like a dark cloud, and soon surrounded him.

Although these fly head curse spirits were weak, there were so many of them that they directly filled the space around Gojo Satoru.

However, for Gojo Satoru, who had an unlimited curse, these fly head curse spirits could not cause any substantial damage to him.

He easily activated the unlimited curse, isolating the fly head curse spirits one meter away from his body, while vigilantly observing the surroundings, looking for Fuguro Shier's traces.

Gojo Satoru stood quietly in place, but his heart was beating rapidly like a drumbeat. He had a premonition that danger was coming.

"The reason for your defeat is that you rely too much on the defense of unlimited spells, Gojo Satoru."

At this moment, a low and cold voice suddenly sounded in Gojo Satoru's ears.

Then, a slashing sword with a ten-handed blade instantly broke through his unlimited defense, and then continued all the way, and the last blow pierced Gojo Satoru's neck.

Gojo Satoru's pupils shrank suddenly, and he felt an unprecedented pain.

Fuguro Shier did not stop there. He continued to use force, slashing diagonally from the neck. The blade left a shocking wound on Gojo Satoru's body, extending from the neck to the waist, and blood spurted out like a fountain.

Gojo Satoru's body trembled slightly. He tried to resist, but everything was powerless.

However, Fuguro Shier's killing did not stop.

He used the ten-handed blade to stab Gojo Satoru's thigh and forehead several times, each stab was accurate and fatal.

Gojo Satoru's eyes gradually became blurred, and he finally fell powerlessly in a pool of blood, and the fire of life gradually extinguished in despair and pain.

"The condition has finally recovered a little."

Fuguro Shier said coldly, there was no guilt or sympathy on his face, only indifference and cruelty.

He looked down at the special-grade curse tool, Tenseihoko, in his hand. The blade was stained with Gojo Satoru's blood, which looked even more gloomy and terrifying.

"Let you die knowingly, my ten-handed sword is a special-grade curse tool, Tenseihoko, which can eliminate all the spells that are being activated."

Fuguro Shier's voice echoed in Gojo Satoru's ears, but I don't know if he can still hear it.

"Also, the person who killed you is called Fushiguro Shiji. If you want revenge in your next life, don't look for the wrong person."

After saying that, Fushiguro Shiji shook off the blood stains on the Tensakuhoko and turned to chase in the direction where Tenchu ​​Riko fled.His figure gradually went away, leaving only Gojo Satoru's body and blood all over the ground.

The ancient palace complex stood like a sleeping giant, surrounding a towering ancient tree. This is the main hall of the Hongxing Palace, a place full of mystery and solemnity.

The sunlight shines through the lush leaves and sprinkles on this ancient building, adding a bit of tranquility and mystery to it.

"Jie, you are here."

The voice of Ieiri Naoko sounded in a corner of the palace. She was wearing a high school uniform and her face was a little tired.

"Well, I'll leave it to you within the day. I have to go back to help Satoru."

Suyu Jie's voice was a little anxious. He was wearing a black robe, his figure was upright, and his eyes revealed his worry for Gojo Satoru.

"The tree is gone. Didn't you meet it? He said that you should stay to protect us, and he would go to help."

There was a hint of doubt in Ieiri Naoko's words.

"I didn't see him. I guess I just missed him."

Ketsu Suguru frowned slightly. Logically, he was taking the nearest route and shouldn't have missed him.

But he quickly suppressed his emotion and focused on the matter at hand.

Ketsu Suguru knew that with Gojo Satoru and Kamo Tree, they should be able to deal with the unknown guy.

So, he chose to stay here to protect Tenriko Tenchi to prevent other assassins from lurking in the dark.

"Riko-sama, please take care of yourself."

Misato Kuroi's voice was choked with sobs. She was wearing a blue and white school uniform, and her face was gentle and firm.

"Kuroi, I love you the most, wuwuwu."

Riko Tenchi's voice was crying, and her face was delicate and weak.

She and Misato Kuroi hugged each other tightly, as if they were saying goodbye to each other.

"You haven't told them yet?"

Shoko Ieiri's voice sounded again, with a hint of confusion.

"Ah, not in time yet."

Xia Youjie covered his face and said, he was in a state of nervousness and didn't think about it at all.

He took a deep breath, adjusted his emotions, and then walked towards Tennen Riko.