I'll retire when I'm done

October 10, 31:19, Shibuya.

Among the hustle and bustle of the crowd, the woman who randomly opened a door and came out looked so inconspicuous, and among a group of citizens dressed in various strange clothes, the military uniform with a sword that should have been quite eye-catching also looked extraordinarily plain.

"Um……"

Bai Hong stood where he was, thoughtful.

Because it is Halloween, young people are dressed in a variety of clothes, all kinds of unimaginable monsters and ghosts are walking on the street unscrupulously, some of them look very strange, probably directly applied I don’t know the monster settings in that game.

But what to say...

Understand the reason.

...But the place where she stayed before should be the abyss of Everdark Isle, right?Because the work was over, she went to the base to contact the outside world to let them come over to do the final finishing work, and then she pushed open the door of the lounge to take a rest, and came here.

A familiar person came over and enthusiastically asked where her clothes and saber were made, but Bai Hong slapped her casually and fooled her. Fortunately, the other party was also very understanding and did not continue to ask, and it seemed that Because there are other things worthy of attention, his expression can hardly hide his worry, talking to himself is more to divert attention.

Well.

There are crowds gathered in the distance, as if they were locked here by some invisible existence... Is it a tent?

As for the content of some people shouting loudly in the distance...

"Let Wujo come to his senses?"

……

Bai Hong suddenly turned his head to pass by the crowd, and went straight into a bookstore.

An hour later, she walked out of the military and history books area with a sullen face.

——This feeling is very strange.

To use a simple description, it is probably a game that is very hardworking and serious. After playing for ten years, the progress is finally achieved the first place in the whole server, but suddenly one day I wake up and find that the game is closed, the server archive is cleared, and all the online relatives and friends are missing. , Even the backup data that I copied out alone was destroyed due to some rather mentally retarded reason.

Then, call again?

……

Bai Hong was lost in thought.

Bai Hong refused to think.

...fuck you! ! !

Miss Major General walked down the flow of people expressionlessly.

It's down there, the breath of the curse.

The dungeon boss feels close at hand, the key to push the map is here, it is impossible not to fight.

What's more, she also needs to find a creature who understands the situation and ask what is going on in the magic world here.

The concentration of curses in this world is much higher than in my previous world. To be honest, since the mass production of magic tools with the military force, let alone super-level curse spirits, even second- and third-level ones are extremely rare—rarely. Speaking of the three super magic spirits, if they were replaced by the previous background, the eyes of the group of people in the research department would be green.

Because it is the sky and the curse without magic power, even the breath has not been noticed by the magic spirits who pay attention to Wujo Wu wholeheartedly.

The dense crowd is to create obstacles for the magician, and at the same time, the behavior of "killing" can cause psychological stimulation to different degrees on both sides.Well-behaved children are afraid that they will be directly stimulated to collapse. If Gojo Satoru... I don't know the situation in this world, but I can roughly confirm that this is a Gojo Satoru that is completely different from the one I grew up with.

The fifth basement level of the Tokyo Metro.

The density of crowds can no longer be explained simply by "running around in a panic".

"I'm afraid more than half of the people here were arrested here."

When the curse spirits gathered together to think about when Gojo Satoru would appear, an unexpected voice intervened.

——It was a woman in a military uniform, with a military cap and a long knife on her waist. In Shibuya at this moment, it is no longer considered a fancy dress. What's more, the woman's height and leg length ratio is excellent, and a neat military uniform can set off her appearance even more. Her unrestrained and neat demeanor.

"Can you see us..." the volcanic curse spirit narrowed its eyes and murmured slowly.

"Ah, yes."

Bai Hong lowered her eyes slightly, she leaned on the side of the platform and looked down with one hand resting her chin, her eyes then stopped on the face of the volcanic curse spirit. "Are you a volcano? Special grade?"

"Oh, aren't you afraid?"

Leu Hu became interested and turned to look at her.

"Ah... because I haven't seen a special grade, it's a very rare variety."

Bai Hong cleared his throat, and asked in a very sincere tone: "Can you turn the elements around you into magma?"

Leu Hu was silent for a moment: "... What strange things are you talking about, woman?"

"Oh, can't it?" Bai Hong was a little disappointed: "...Then what about turning my body into magma?"

Leuhu's veins twitched: "What nonsense are you talking about, you woman! Are you provoking me? A magician or a curser? Or just an ordinary person who sees a curse spirit?"

"Ah, it seems impossible."

Bai Hong finally straightened up.

She paused for a moment, then looked at Leu Hu carefully, and said blankly: "It's still called super class? If you can't do anything, isn't that super weak?"

Leaky Hu: "..."

I don't know where Baihong's words touched it. Just now, he could be called a calm and super-class mantra, but suddenly he roared furiously:

"Kill you before killing Gojo Satoru——!"

Ah, is the volcano real? It will erupt again, so amazing!

Bai Hong was surprised.

This point is better than Sakalski's dead face.

If you can go back, look for this one and see where it is, the whole one is too big to carry, anyway, it doesn't matter if it is a curse spirit... Take its head off and take it back alone as a teaching aid.

"But do you want to kill me... that might not be good. Although I don't mind dying a few more times, I don't want to have a relationship with someone similar to Sakaski."

Bai Hong giggled.

"I have to say, in terms of pure 'compatibility', you and I are really far behind, Mr. Cursing Spirit."

She lowered her voice slightly, and slowly put her fingers on the saber at her waist.

The curse spirits heard the woman's cold laughter.

"...You guys, have you heard of 'Overlord Color'?"

Overlord... color?

what is that?Unknown spells?Do you want the technique to be made public?

While the curse spirit subconsciously raised its vigilance, a terrifying coercion that was almost substantive suddenly oppressed the space——!

That sense of oppression is not something that ordinary people can bear, the will collapses and rationality disappears, the noisy and crowded crowd loses all consciousness in an instant, the voices belonging to humans all disappear in the interval of breathing, and people who are fainting and falling to the ground look around, His face was in a trance and his limbs were distorted. If it weren't for the anger still there, at first glance, it would really look like the fresh bones piled up under the throne.

The non-human spell spirits felt vaguely about this, but their pupils constricted after being swelled, and they tried their best to control their knees from being soft to the ground—that was the roaring and screaming from the flesh and blood of human beings. — Kneel down!Kneel down!Who allowed you to look up at the existence of the king!Who gave you the right to stand up straight before such oppression!

"Sorry."

Bai Hong slowly drew the knife out of its sheath. She lifted her foot and passed the fainting crowd on the ground. The snow-white blade turned into a dark black in her hand. She took off the military cap and threw it aside, revealing a pair of bewitching dark blue eyes under the broken black hair. .

She raised the corner of her mouth and showed a reserved smile.

"I'm really not in a good mood now. In Marco's words, I should be in a 'manic period'... In this state, I may shoot harder, please forgive me."

At the same time, the blade swung out, and the blade curled up enough to pierce the clouds, crack rocks, and scream hurricanes. Hua Yu couldn't reflect, and one arm was cut off by the black knife, and blood gushed out suddenly——!

"You woman—!"

The curse of the mixed blood of raging fire and vine branches roared with overwhelming force——!

"Oh, it's going to hurt a little after I've said it all."

The corner of the woman's mouth parted into a maniacal laugh, and she slashed the knife, splitting the mountains and cracking the sea, the knife was as bright as thunder!

She paced briskly amidst the billowing smoke and dust, her tone a little helpless and reproachful.

"Who is to blame if you can't understand people's words?"

Same time - 20:31

Shibuya Bunkamura Street

Gojo Satoru appears in Shibuya.

The tall and long-legged conjurer paused in mid-air for a moment, then scratched his head suddenly.

"Hey... what's the situation now?"

He looked bewildered.

"I haven't arrived yet, why does it feel like there's already fighting down there?"

***

Time 20:35

Baihong picked up Leuhu's head on the ground with one hand, tossing it around for fun.

"So, what exactly are you going to do, why can't you just say it quickly?"

"Why do you think I didn't kill you directly but stayed until now?"

……

"...Ah, that's right, I advise you not to struggle?"

Pointing to the flames that bound them, Bai Hong added with a smile.

"After all, the 'first fire' can burn souls. I don't know whether your curse spirits can resist the first fire for more than a second."

"—The plan has changed, Xia You, your plan should only be aimed at Gojo Satoru, and you haven't considered this woman at all, have you?"

"It does seem to be so... But it's a little surprising. With this level of strength, even a curse master can't be completely ignored, right?"

Bai Hong's movement of throwing Leu Hu's head paused, and she looked up following the sound, and met a familiar yet unfamiliar face.

The demon eye of death could see very clearly that the body was already dead and the soul had already perished. The death line of the dead was different from that of the living. Bai Hong looked at him without the slightest emotion in his eyes.

...That should have been a body that had already been buried in the ground.

——She didn't accidentally touch the death of an old friend in this world, but she felt that the stitches on the forehead were particularly annoying.

"...Who are you?"

The "guy" with Xia Youjie's skin smiled and asked back: "Miss accident, you should know me from the look on your face, but don't you know who I am?"

"I know."

Bai Hong got up, she threw aside the volcanic head of the curse spirit in her hand, and jumped from the train track to the platform again.

"I'm asking 'you'...what the hell is it?"

"Ah, forget it."

She looked like she gave up thinking before waiting for the other party's answer, and pressed the palm of her hand casually, and her knuckles made a crackling sound.

"Just keep it simple, I'll see for myself after digging you out of that kid's head."

"There is no magic power... It doesn't look like there is any magic equipment, Xia You." The real person showed an expression eager to try: "I have never seen such a human being! Can I try it!"

"Be careful," the Curse Master paused, slightly hesitant: "After all, Leuhu and Huayu are already in that state, and the strength of that woman cannot be considered with common sense."

Bai Hong glanced at the fake monk who didn't seem to plan to make a move.

"Oh, although I changed my brain, it doesn't look stupid. It's not bad."

"Are you the boss behind the scenes?"

The other side pondered for a moment. "What if I say yes?"

Bai Hong thought for a while, then nodded.

"very good."

The young woman in military uniform turned flames into blades, and lazily raised her eyelids.

"—Finally, I will tell you a piece of cold knowledge."

"Even if it is a curse spirit, if it is tortured and deconstructed many times, it will collapse."

"...Please don't be played to death by me so quickly this time, Mr. Curse Spirit over there."