Curse Return: Do I have to be a spellcaster as a member of the Heilongjiang Ministry?

"Are you planning to watch a movie?"

Fukuyama Nursing Home is located in the suburbs of Mika Town. It is already one of the nursing homes that has been in business for a long time.

The layout of the entire nursing home is similar to that of a courtyard. The houses are all low-rise bungalows, with the highest being no more than three floors, and are surrounded by four sides. The open space in the center of the courtyard is often used by the elderly for leisurely purposes such as walking and sunbathing.

Because it was established early, the nursing home covers a relatively large area. However, over the years, the building facilities and equipment in the courtyard have become outdated.

With the rise of new nursing homes, Fushan Nursing Homes have slowly declined, and they can only rely on the huge 'price difference' to barely maintain operations.

Probably the auxiliary supervisor raised the tent, and the surroundings became extremely quiet, with only the slight footsteps of two people.

After walking through the main hall and coming to the courtyard, Atobe Kagezawa looked curiously at the still cursed body in mid-air with his eyelids open. Inside the transparent shell, which was like a shell, a miserable mass of flesh was surging inside, like a human being. The heart is beating continuously.

It is said that the curse fetus is different from the ordinary curse spirit, but regardless of whether it can successfully advance to the special level, Gojo Satoru intends to completely eliminate it after it hatches.

"...It's really like a 'fetus'."

The nursing home was lifeless, and Atobe Keizawa, who was doing nothing at all, quickly moved out a bamboo chair from one side of the room. He untied the "Xianhe" and placed it on his lap, then sat down on the chair comfortably.

It's also possible that Gojo Satoru was present, and Atobe Kagezawa couldn't get rid of his nervousness from the beginning to the end, even though the dangerous aura of the cursed fetus continued to spread outwards.

"Are you planning to watch a movie?" Gojo Satoru was speechless for a while.

He had never seen anyone more comfortable than him in the tent, but the cursed embryos had not hatched yet, and indeed there was nothing to do now.

He straddled his long legs and then pulled the chair out from under Aobe Keizawa's butt, mumbling something like, 'Is this your strongest attitude?'

Atobe Kagezawa, who lost his beloved chair: ...What is my attitude, the attitude of paying tribute?

So Atobe Kagezawa, who couldn't bear the fight, turned around and walked into the room and took out the same chair. The two brothers sat in a row and waited for midnight to arrive.

The night gradually rose, and the surrounding curse spirits became more and more restless.

Gojo Satoru pushed up the sunglasses between his nose and reminded: "The time is coming, remember to protect yourself when the fight starts later."

Atobe Keizawa nodded honestly while Xianhe was still in his arms. In fact, very few curse spirits could survive several rounds in Gojo Satoru's hands, even the special ones.

Therefore, when he is around, all tasks will become extremely easy, unless he specifically leaves it to Atobe Keizawa to practice.

"Satoru, do you feel anything... ah..."

Before the words were finished, Atobe Kagezawa stopped speaking, and the surrounding air gradually became extremely quiet. At some point, even Gojo Satoru's breathing could no longer be heard.

"Born in the realm." Atobe Kageze murmured to himself. He had already stretched Xianhe and raised it above his head. The first-level magic tool poured into it by the magic power was shining brightly in the night.

The silent nursing home became extremely eerie after he was the only one left, and even the moon disappeared.

The shadows of the trees swayed, mixed with the sound of swaying branches, just like the atmospheric opening of a horror movie.

"You...you...you want..." A sour and stuck sound like an old tape came from all directions.

"I don't want it, thank you." At some point, a white shadow suddenly stood at the door of the hall. The light was blurry, but its figure was almost two meters tall. Atobe Kageze raised his hand slightly, and Xianhe was immediately lifted up by him.

"Do you want...an injection?" The slender ghost jumped out like a ghost at an extremely fast speed.

Such a shriveled figure was like a normal person being stretched out. It was holding a needle that did not fit the figure and stabbed directly at Atobe Kagezawa's position.

The moment Atobe Keizawa suddenly retreated, the technique "Shigure Technique" was activated instantly. An illusory thunderstorm condensed in mid-air, and a heavy rain was approaching.

"Can fear of the future give birth to a curse similar to that of a nurse?"

The elongated curse spirit lost its three-dimensional shape and looked like a two-meter-long white human-shaped paper cutout. On its flat head, there was only a big blood-red mouth that looked like a sticker, as if it were painted on.

Atobe Keizawa helplessly lamented that he had been tricked by the window again.

The curse spirit failed in one strike, and the heavy rain mixed with the majestic curse power poured down. The rain curtain rolled down from the umbrella like a broken thread. Through the rain curtain, he poured the curse power into his eyes and examined carefully.

Atobe Keizawa was holding an umbrella, his knuckled fingers firmly controlling the umbrella handle, guarding his whole body like a loyal guard.

"Spell: Xia."

Atobe Kagezawa's lips rose and closed, and the technique was as smooth and natural as controlling breathing. Xia, as the name of the technique implies, means summer thunderstorm, and it was a method he developed in the first battle.

Thunderclouds were dense, rain mixed with lightning made the entire space invisible, and the curse spirit began to twitch crazily in the heavy rain.

It let out a high-pitched scream, and its flat body was like a flag fluttering in the storm. The originally white body turned yellow and black under the erosion of the waterfall, and even made a sizzling sound like its flesh was burning.

Atobe Keizawa retreated to a safer position. His techniques were always flashy and powerful, but no matter how hard he tried, he didn't even feel any aura from Gojo Satoru.

The cursed spirit that was ravaged by the thunderstorm did not pose any threat to him. The cursed spirit that has the ability to create a realm is actually so unsightly in combat?

Atobe Kagezawa lowered his eyes in deep thought. He stood like a pine and cypress, upright in the rain curtain. The rain hitting the umbrella surface gave him a somewhat untimely sense of stability.

Thunderclouds pressed down, roaring across the sky, and lightning bolts splitting in mid-air like branches.

The erosion of the spell followed by electric shock paralysis attached to the long curse spirit. After a while, the curse spirit twisted and struggled but could not get rid of it, and finally turned into ashes!

The curse spirit is purified, and the dark clouds are cleared away.

After waiting for a while, Atobe Jingze didn't put away the Xianhe, and he suddenly had a bad feeling.

The scene in the courtyard is almost unchanged, with autumn leaves piled thickly at the base of the trees.

Obviously the cursed spirit has been exorcised, but there is no doubt that he is still within the realm of rebirth, and even Gojo Satoru's aura cannot be found.

The curse just now will never exceed the first level curse spirit, but such a detailed field of birth can never be cast by a first level curse spirit.

"Could it be that Satoru has restrained the special one, and the one just now was just a derivative? I just need to wait for him to finish?"

Atobe Kagezawa frowned and murmured to himself. Although it was supposed to be the case, the sense of crisis he didn't know came from made him dare not let down his guard at all.

Suddenly, an unusually sinister spell rushed towards him like a mountain, and it rushed straight to Atobe Jingzawa's door like lightning!