Jujutsu Kaisen: On the Throne

"Brother Huangmao really has a special liking for massacres."

Listening to the suppressed laughter coming from behind, Bai Jue sighed softly.

"I say, future boy, when are you going to send the yellow-haired boy away?"

"What?"

Weilai showed a hint of surprise on his face:"Could it be that seeing the cursed spirit suffer, you still want to help with revenge?"

"Tsk!"

Bai Jue put his hands behind his head, walked with an arrogant step, and said disdainfully:"Although we are all the same kind..."

"But how can those low-level creatures compare with me?"

Feeling the level of cursed power on White Zetsu, Naohito, who was walking at the end, twitched his mouth again.

You, a level 4, said this....Are you serious?

Bai Zetsu licked his long scarlet tongue, with a trace of greed in his eyes:"Don't you think that boy's technique is interesting?"

"Miracle technique, sounds cool!"

Bai Zetsu looked at the future with burning eyes:"Let's not talk about 9527, just give Haruta to me!"

After a moment, the future nodded.

Looking at Bai Zetsu's excited expression, the future added in a deep voice:"Haruta can be handed over to you, but it will take some time."

"The Zen temple's magicians are all busy with missions now. If you don't want to stay here and chop cursed spirits, don't do it for now."

"ah~~"

Bai Jue grumbled in dissatisfaction:"You have already brought this old man down, why not just let him take over the job."

Naobito:"......"

Mirai responded softly:"He has other tasks to do."

Listening to the conversation between the man and the spirit.

Naobi looked at White Zetsu with a look of surprise at first and then a deep solemnity.

What is the interesting technique?...Then he wanted it very much? Having seen White Zetsu awaken from a corpse with his own eyes, Naohito had a horrifying thought when he heard this....It seems that it is not just rebirth......

Passing through a long dark tunnel.

The roar of the cursed spirits behind him was no longer audible.

Instead, there were crisp sounds of metal clashing.

The darkness in the distance was illuminated by two dim candles, and a straight figure could be vaguely seen standing motionless under the lights.

The three of them walked forward slowly, and Naohito was speechless again.

The figure he had seen before...

When I got closer, I realized it was a lifelike plastic model.

There was a curved clothes drying rack behind the model, which was extremely weird.

The two wooden doors on the left and right of the passage were slightly closed.

The model and the clothes rack were leaning against the door on the left, and the sound of metal was also coming from the left door. Weilai pushed open the door on the left without changing his expression, and the dim scene suddenly became bright.

"Haruta, how many times have I told you!"

"Don't disturb me when I'm working, or I'll chop you into a clothes hanger and hang you up!"

The bald sorcerer, with his back to the three people, was half naked and only wearing a gray apron.

The hammer in his hand kept hitting the forging table, and sporadic sparks flew.

He glanced at the spell tools on the forging table and whispered,"Tanzao, are the spell tools you asked me to make finished?" A familiar and frightening voice came.

The HDB Tanzao paused in his ironwork and looked back.

"Zen Temple Master, it’s almost time."

"Give me another seven days, and I will definitely finish it."

When Tanzao turned around, Naobi could see the face of the magician in front of him.

The area between his eyes and nose was painted with thick black paint, and two bones were printed above the gray apron.

It was this thick black paint that made the fear in Tanzao's eyes more clear.

Naobi was not surprised. Judging from his eyes, this guy had only been captured by the future for about two years.

Like the magician of the Zenin family... ten years...

The body trembles subconsciously, and the eyes are numb like a machine....

Future's scarlet eyes swept the room and whispered,"I'll come back in seven days."

"If you don't complete it or the effect is not achieved, you know the consequences."

"Don't worry, Patriarch!"

When it comes to making spell tools, the confidence in Tanzao's eyes has returned.

"If you can't finish it, I will immediately turn myself into a clothes hanger!"

Bai Zetsu glanced at the uniform that was faintly taking shape on the forging table and grinned.

"Tiehan, have you finished the curse tool I asked you to make before?"

Tiehan is a short name for a blacksmith.

Bai Zetsu originally planned to give him a bald head, but when he thought about the future boy's true words, he gave Tanzao a new nickname.

"Those two little gadgets have already been made."

Tanzao said, turning around and taking out two custom-made spell tools from behind the forging table. The one-meter-long sharp machetes had a cold gleam on the blade.

Tanzao raised the machete with one hand and introduced it proudly,"Spell tools, dragon bone"

"Needless to say, the blade is sharp. The force it bears is automatically stored."

"According to the user's intention, this power can erupt from the back of the blade at any time to greatly increase the power of the next attack!"

Tanzao placed the dragon bone on the forging table and took out a pink revolver with his right hand.

Gently stroking the gun body, a hint of reluctance flashed in Tanzao's eyes:"Cursed tool, Honglian"

"You need to store the mana in advance, and when you fire it, it will turn into a lotus-shaped bullet and shoot towards the target."

"I have specially modified the muzzle, so the bullets fired have a wider damage area and stronger explosiveness."

"The gun body is enough to hold the combined power of five first-level magicians.

Tanzao finished introducing the performance and usage, but did not mention the lovely color at all.

There seemed to be a hint of disdain and grievance.

"Not bad!"

Bai Zetsu grinned and laughed with satisfaction.

""Hard-bodied man, your craftsmanship is really good."

Bai Zetsu snatched the pink revolver from Tanzo's hand and rubbed it left and right.

This color was strongly requested by Bai Zetsu before it was made.

Girls, of course, would definitely use pink to look cool.

A trace of envy flashed in Naohito's eyes behind him.

The first time Naohito saw these two cursed tools, he knew they were prepared for the two sisters Maki and Mayi.

It's not that he envied the ownership of the cursed tools, he just wanted to...

It would be great if this kid treated the Zen temple masters with this attitude in the future....

Thinking of this, Naobi cursed for the umpteenth time in his heart a certain Zen temple person who had been dead for more than ten years.......

Bai Zetsu opened his mouth to an exaggerated degree and performed a knife swallowing stunt for the three people on the spot.

Bai Zetsu raised a one-meter-long machete and stuck it into his mouth! Bai

Zetsu didn't wipe the blood from the accidental cut on his mouth until the handle of the knife disappeared completely, and raised his eyebrows at the few people.

The three people twitched their mouths, and they were really speechless. With the mouth opened so wide, everyone could see clearly the curse spirit that was blocking the throat and opening its mouth. Wei Lai was even more speechless, because the body he had just replaced with this idiot had two bloody cuts on the corners of his mouth.

His face was pale enough to begin with, and with his big mouth opened like this.

He looked like a clown with makeup on.

"Now, I'll leave the enchantment to you."

Bai Zetsu smiled and threw the pink revolver to the future.

He didn't reach out to catch it, as pink didn't suit him.

The dead branches flashed by his shoulder, and the magic power surged.

In about a second, this red lotus that could store the magic power of five first-level magicians...

Energy storage completed.