My curse spirit is number one in the world

Kusakabe was the first to discover the change in the outermost tent. As an experienced fisherman, it would be difficult for him not to notice.

He is a conjurer with little ambition. Although he is the successor of the Zhenyin-style sword technique, he can only stomp his feet and complain a few words in the world that Gojo Satoru is the strongest voice, and then put Shibuya All affairs are pushed to the other party, expecting this "strongest" to take over all the work, the only thing he needs to spend energy on is how to make his work attitude not look so fishy in troubled waters.

"Really, there is still a special class that should be in Tokyo, but it was sent to Kyushu at noon. It's really strange."

Kusakabe is not unintelligent, but he will not think about this kind of problem in detail, after all, Ninety-Nine Dynasty has little to do with him.He was just regretting that the other party didn't have the speed of Gojo Satoru, so he couldn't rush back from a thousand kilometers away.

——This way he can be more salty.

After entering the tent, Kusakabe picked up a cigarette and suddenly realized that he had forgotten his lighter.

There is a convenience store right where he just came in, and he only needs to walk out when he walks in.

As a result, with a bang, Kusakabe crashed into the pitch-black tent like an ordinary person.

Kusakabe: Huh? ? ?

The tent, which was originally ineffective against conjurers, restricted Kusakabe from going out.

On the contrary, ordinary citizens with weak spells found that the strange restriction in front of them was lifted, and ran out in surprise.

Kusakabe: "W-What's going on here!?"

In the same way, the messages for help from the magic club were completely cut off.

Tian Yuan, who was on the ground floor of the Xingxing Palace, looked up to the sky very calmly. Through the snow-white barrier, he seemed to be able to see the tower that had mastered the magic world for hundreds of years.

Not long ago, the black-haired human god had a laugh with him about the "righteousness" of the conjuration society. He said that righteousness is a good thing, and it can be used in both directions. It is righteousness to protect ordinary people with low magic power, and to protect the few magicians It is also righteous, this word is very duplicitous in human nature.

Xia Youjie, one of the parties involved, expressed his resentment at the side.

If the real person is the one who understands the extreme evil of the human race, then the 99 Dynasty is the witness of the sparks that can be sparked again and again throughout the history of human beings.

"For a reason like Dayi, if I really want to say, I can say a lot of reasonable remarks," the black-haired young man smiled, "But Tianyuan, you have seen the changes in the magic world for thousands of years, human beings There is a destiny for mankind, and the times have their reasons, and it is time."

For 1000 years, the tower, which has been rotten to protect mortals from the age of magic power, will finally break down today.

……

The black helicopter flew over SHIBUYA109, and its shadow was reflected on the silver-white building. The painting on the fuselage was a simple golden cherry blossom badge and the three letters of MPD.

MPD, short for "Metropolitan Police Department", is a Tokyo Metropolitan Police Department helicopter.

It’s time to get off work. According to Shibuya in the past, the appearance of the street is like lighting a fire with bright golden sake filled with sunshine, and the alcohol in the cup instantly turns into the highest B52 juniper berry ( A kind of fire wine), exudes a rich and charming aroma.

When it comes to Shibuya, people always think of the burning Tokyo, where there are all kinds of strange people on the streets. Here, you often see girls with hot clothes, tanned skin and even bleached hair, and autumn leaves. The original Cospy shop dresses even weirder townspeople.

Neki Hisuri sighed, she saw the black helicopter.

The bad thing about removing the outermost layer of tents is that ordinary people inside can run out, and people outside can also run in.

At this time, she was standing on the top floor of the 109 department store where the wind was howling, skillfully set up a sniper rifle, and aimed at the black helicopter.

The outermost tent in Shibuya changed the effect, which means that the battle of Shibuya B5F (the fifth floor below ground) started.

The entire Shibuya is about to become a battlefield, and she is the one responsible for clearing the field.

Why are thermal weapons used instead of spells?Since Kamo Chaoyoshi managed the Panxing Sect, there were too many things to be busy with, and everything had to be efficient. Non-magicians only needed to lightly press the trigger to make modern thermal weapons launch attacks that caused headaches for countless sorcerers.

Social animals make people change, and social animals make people progress.

Neki Jiuli calibrated the muzzle of the gun, and the body-covering technique surrounded her, making her a hunter standing on the commanding heights in this concrete forest.

……

At 31:4 p.m., Gojo Satoru entered Shibuya. After entering Shibuya, he walked into Shibuya underground like an ordinary citizen, wandered through the crowds of people and arrived at B[-]F. On the patio of the house, I observed it, and at the same time slowly took off the eye strap.

When the light from the ground fell on the man's body from top to bottom, the snow-silver white hair slowly faded away, and the blue pupils in his eyes were as cold as a blue moon, which was shockingly cold.

A black-haired boy was standing on the bottom subway track. He looked up and saw Gojo Satoru, but he didn't do anything, just smiled and waved to him.

There was a dark and ferocious suture across his fair forehead.

"Long time no see, Wujo Wu." The suture boy saw Wujo Wu standing straight on the ground, and continued to greet him with a smile, "Don't you recognize me?"

From Rensuo's point of view, he didn't know the existence of He Mao Chaoyi, he only knew that there was a 99 Chaoyi among the curse masters, and he was very sure that the other party and himself were fakes.

There is no such thing as a soul in the world. It is better to say that he believes that the soul and the body are one. After he has mastered this body, it is impossible for anyone to be closer to the concept of "99 Chaos" than him.

Wujo Wu's known information comes from Xia Youjie, so he must be sure that the other party knows that he is not really 99 Chao, otherwise there will be no pursuit again and again.

Sure enough, Gojo Satoru raised his chin slightly, and his expression became contemptuous, "You are quite kind, you dare to appear directly in front of my eyes."

"Your character has become more and more arrogant as you grow older." The young man spoke to him in a rather familiar tone, but his face still had a fake smile on his face, "Since I will appear, I will naturally let you admit it." My way."

Wujo Wutiao clicked his tongue, this kind of attitude of pretending to be an acquaintance and not being very serious made him feel very uncomfortable. When he was upset, someone must be unlucky, and he didn't want to care about the other party's way to make him feel that he was the real one. The 99 towards.

——Because if 99 Chao played such a trick in front of him, he would still fight.

Whether you can beat it or not is another matter.

Many people in B4F and B5F are staring at these two people who are behaving strangely, and more people are also scrambling to leave, not knowing what happened outside.

When it was about to start, the roaring sound of the subway suddenly amplified, Gojo Satoru saw "99 Chao" jumped up lightly, both the starting posture and the crisp movements were exactly the same as the boy guided by the magician killer.

"The subway! The subway is coming!!!" The crowd rushed to the platform, trying to escape by taking the subway.

Gojo Satoru noticed the strange aura first, frowned and shouted, "Hey, wait!"

The first person who rushed to the subway entrance saw the very crowded interior of the carriage through the transparent doors and windows.

Countless bloated faces squeezed against the glass surface, causing him to let out a scream.

The subway door was slowly opened, and countless humans who had been transformed into monsters poured out of the carriage, which really caused chaos at the bottom of Shibuya.

"Gojo Satoru is different from Knotweed Yujin, and has a certain degree of cruelty."

Ron Suo said to Zhenren before he set off, "So he will try to kill me for sure on the premise of a certain degree of sacrifice. It's a pity..."

The black-haired boy amidst the monsters and the crowd laughed quietly, staring at the strongest conjurer.

With the increasing number of dead, the balance in your heart should have changed.

Is it impatient to attack a familiar face, or expand the domain and kill all the humans and curse spirits present?

【——】

[He will definitely be so insidious, because he is indeed not your opponent in terms of strength, so he will give you multiple choice questions. 】

[Yusuo will definitely grab your gap the moment you open the domain. 】

[If you choose to save someone, it's time to change your opponent. 】

When another voice sounded in Gojo Satoru's mind, he slowly raised his hand accompanied by countless noisy cries for help and screams.

At the meeting before the battle, 99 Chao smiled slyly at him, "So you can't take the bottom boss this time, the strongest one, hand it over with confidence!"

"You're not fighting alone."

The field expands, and there is no limit to the space.

As deep as the dark scene in the depths of the universe, and like the opening of pupils that can receive thousands of information, a huge amount of information poured into the brains of all living things, and the chaotic platform returned to calm in an instant.

Gojo Satoru directly opened his domain for 0.2 seconds, forcibly controlling all the curse spirits and humans within the range.

Immediately, he left the sight of the boy with a fake smile in the crowd, and wiped out about a thousand remodeled humans that had been dropped into the Fukutoshin Line platform.

Gojo Satoru saved everyone.

When he took off the last curse spirit's head, the prison gate with eyes all fell behind him.

There are two ways to prevent being captured by the prison gate. One is to interrupt one's thinking like Xia Youjie, and to curb the spread of memories in time for the stipulated "one minute in the brain"; the other is to take precautions in advance, Empty your brain, only accept the immediate, real-time audio-visual information, and suppress your thinking to the extreme.

However, the second method is very easy to be affected by thinking. The more flexible a person is, the more he will be involuntarily driven by the information around him to think, not to mention that Gojo Satoru saw the "99 Chao" in front of him raise his hand, A ray is drawn.

The light was as bright as a door, illuminating the faces of everyone on the platform for a moment.

If it is necessary to distinguish the true and false of Ninety-Nine Chaos, it is far easier than ordinary magicians. In Gojo Satoru's view, it is impossible for Reso to obtain Ninety-Nine Chao's body, because there is only one in the world...

……not good!

Gojo Satoru reacted abruptly, but the stagnant thinking had already burst out like an irresistible sprout.

In an instant, the memory of the Onmyoji who appeared in Gaotian, Kyoto appeared in his mind.

"Fortunately, you are the only one in front of me. I should thank the '11 Dynasty' who died 99 years ago. The reincarnation of the astral body and the six eyes was broken by this boy and his teacher, and finally I can seal it today. you."

Yan Suo walked slowly towards Wujo Wu, and smiled, "The prison gate, open the door."

Since the Prison Gate had once fallen into Gaozhuan's hands, he had already expected that the information about the sealing method would be known and that would make Gojo Satoru take precautions, but he had never demonstrated any ability in front of others, and he had always been Avoiding the pursuit, in addition to not wanting to leave a filth, is pretending to be a guilty conscience.

This would make Gojo Satoru caught off guard by the spells he displayed, just a ray of light appearing in this chaotic city, and the information it possessed could be collected by Six Eyes.

The mantra flowing in the air poured into the prison gate, tearing flesh and blood, the prison gate opened his body, his closed eyes stirred, and were about to open.

"what!"

In the tense confrontation, Gojo Satoru suddenly laughed.

At this moment, he also let go of his suppressed thoughts and memories, he didn't care about the opening of the prison gate, and let himself recall the boy who quieted the entire capital with a wave of his fan.

The light in his eyes is clear, and one glance spans a thousand years of time, that is the power beyond the reach of six eyes.

Who can restrain such memories.

Gojo Satoru lowered his head, half of his eyes were covered by his white hair, he stared deeply at Yuso with the other pupil, and parted his mouth, "Thank you? No, that guy should thank you."

……

99 Zhao is seldom modest, but he admits that he does not have the ability to "rush to the scene from a distance of [-] kilometers in the blink of an eye".

So this method was the first thought of by Gojo Satoru.

The prison gate was originally a passage, and the number of people sealed was limited to only one person. If you want to imprison Wutiao Wu, you must release the people inside.

Now the front door of this passage is open.

The one who jumped out of the "door" first was the boy's right foot.

His movements were coherent and quick, and he raised his arms when his feet landed on the ground, his eyes were as cold as a knife, and the wails of wraiths from hell seemed to be heard in the wind behind him.

The same cold light flowed from the metal gun barrel, and the muzzle of the gun was directly aimed at the forehead that crossed a suture line, the distance was not even ten centimeters.

Ryosuke's eyes widened suddenly.

The black-haired boy who looked like he was looking in a mirror in front of him smiled.

"Meet you for the first time, fake."

99 pulls the trigger, and the firing pin fires the primer.

The high-pressure gas in the gun chamber sprays out together, pushing the bullets to fly out!

"boom!"