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The enchantment outside the castle tower seems to only prevent the things inside from going out, and will not prevent people from outside from coming in.

"Is social animal life interesting?" Gojo Satoru asked with a smile.

Qihai Jianren gave the classic answer that work is shit.

"Then it's better to come back and become a magician, at least you can easily get 10 times the salary."

"Conjurers are worse than shit." Jianren Qihai said after seeing through the truth about conjurers and work in the workplace.

The two entered the interior of the castle tower.

"The signal was cut off. Before I came, I checked the information of Matou Hall. Such a large land and buildings belong to Masao Kikuta alone?"

"He is the sole heir of Matodo, but there are rumors in the company that Masao Kikuta said after drinking once that he is not the owner of Matodo, but a descendant of a servant who has guarded Matodo for generations. In modern times, because of the original owner The whereabouts are unknown, and his great-grandfather got the property."

"It's unbelievable that an ordinary person with no background has a huge amount of wealth, but no one with a heart does it."

Everything in the Tianshou Pavilion was invisible to Gojo Satoru, and he walked straight towards the cursed tire.

Finally reached the destination.

"……what is this?"

In the bedroom on the highest floor of the castle tower, a three-meter-high blood-colored curse embryo, like an exaggerated white eyeball, is covered with ferocious blood vessels, and the other end of the blood vessels is connected to the body of a young man wrapped in blood-oozing bandages. Hundreds of blood vessels were tied to the boy's body.

A scene that was enough to irritate people's rationality actually appeared in front of Qihai Jianren. Gojo Satoru pulled off the bandage, and there was no laughing expression on his face anymore.

"Ahem, conjurer? It's too late, the weapon has already hatched, no one can stop my revenge!"

"What did you see? Five."

"The curse embryo is absorbing his magic power and life force."

"Also, the boy's skin has all disappeared."

The situation of the mysterious boy made Gojo Satoru have a bad association. The experiment on the human body of the curse, the unborn child was sacrificed at the cost of limbs in exchange for powerful spell power. The boy's body was very similar to this situation.

"These eyes, are you Gojo Satoru? I never imagined that I could meet such a great person as you before I die."

Jianren Qihai: "Young man, what's your name?"

"Matou Shinji."

Matou...?

Matou Hall!

"What's going on, isn't the master of Matongtang missing? What's going on with Kikuta Masao?"

Just looking at the curse embryo that is still hatching, this event is already a combination of several special events.

"You really don't know anything, the monkeys living in the farm under the ignorant sky, hahaha, are all monkeys!"

A name crossed Gojo Satoru's mind.

Just, monkey.

The ideas of these people are surprisingly similar.

The young man laughed heart-piercingly, his eyes filled with calm madness and boredom with the world, "After I die, it would be great to be able to leave with the world."

He looked obsessively at the eyeball-shaped curse spirit, "This is the curse embryo that we have cultivated for hundreds of years, in order to destroy this world and kill all human beings. This is the end, and you cannot stop it."

"What exactly is this curse embryo? Since you know Wutiao, you must also know his power."

"Six eyes and no lower limit, it's not a secret." Matou Shinji chuckled, touched the sticky skin of the curse fetus, his eyeballs fluttered.

There is an atmosphere of nostalgia between the boy and the curse fetus.

"Even if you kill us, tens of thousands of spores will spread out, parasitize, reproduce, infect, and spores cannot be killed by spells, only relying on doctors..."

The hearts of Jianren Qihai and Wujo Wujo sank. If what the boy said was true, Japan and even the world would be destroyed!

"Why are you doing this?"

The blue-haired boy who lost his eyelids and only had his eyeballs left said in a pyramid scheme tone:

"How much do you know about the human completion plan?"

Can't say I don't know, just say I haven't heard of it.

Gojo Satoru: Such a strong sense of déjà vu.

His close friend Xia Youjie also regards ordinary people as monkeys, and has his own human extinction plan.

"All ears."

Shinji Matou, who seemed not to know that the villain died because of talking too much, told Gojo Satoru and Nanami Kento a bizarre mythical science fiction story:

[Humans (whether it is the body or the mind) are made of fragile matter, so they are very vulnerable, and between people, the world of the mind is isolated from each other. To make human beings move towards a higher To evolve in the field, it is necessary to free the human mind from the shackles of the body and return to "Chaldea", the birthplace of human beings.Only in this way can the spiritual barrier between people be finally dismantled, so that different spiritual worlds can complement each other, and move towards the end of evolution - becoming an eternal "god". (Encyclopedia)]

"The essence of this plan is to eliminate the self, fuse the will of all human beings together, and turn human beings into collective will creatures... Cough!" Matou Shinji vomited a mouthful of black blood.

Gojo Satoru and Nanami Jianren were dumbfounded. Compared with the human extinction plan, which is a castle in the sky without means of implementation, the opponent of the "Human Completion Plan" obviously has the possibility of implementation.

They seem to have discovered a great secret by accident.

"Then what's the matter with you?"

"There are so many problems. Any plan has supporters and opponents, but the voice of opposition is too weak. Did the victim, the victim, the sacrifice, and the pure lamb go to the altar voluntarily? Matou Shinji's blood completely soaked into the bandage, he stood up staggeringly, and pulled out the blood vessels on his body one by one.

The conjurers heard him say: "I am a waste who was born without a magic power circuit, and I am even more humble than a stone on the side of the road."

Gojo Satoru remembered the bad things about the decaying conjurer family, Matou, a name he had never heard of.Gojo Satoru instinctively felt that there must be a secret in it.

"My fate without a magic power circuit should have been doomed, but fate has favored me. Because of the fusion of souls, I was chosen to be the reincarnation vessel of the Patriarch."

Gojo Satoru was terrified.

container.

This word reminded him of Master Tian Yuan.

He doesn't know much about Master Tian Yuan. The last time he had direct contact was with the astral body escort mission. Master Tian Yuan needs to change his body every 500 years, and Tian Yuan is an indispensable existence in the magic world, so even if he sacrificed Riko, he would It can be done, the conjurer is not a purely righteous party.

"Container? Is this related to Lord Tianyuan?"

Qihai Jianren had a twitching vein on his forehead, this was not a topic he should hear, it meant endless troubles.

"You have always been asking me questions. Am I a machine that answers questions? Let me ask you a question. What kind of justice do you uphold? Is it ambiguous justice, absolute justice, or relaxed justice? justice?"

... There are so many kinds of justice?

The two who had never thought that justice would still use the type bowed their heads in thought.

Perhaps he was stalling for time.Qihai Jianren thought.

But Wujo did not act.

Gojo Satoru: "First of all, what I implement is definitely not absolute justice."

Otherwise, he shouldn't acquiesce in ignoring the darkness of the magic world. Although he has the strongest reputation, he is definitely not a hardliner. "I should be a mixture of ambiguity and relaxation."

"So which one do you want to be?"

Gojo Satoru was silent, if someone had a choice and could succeed, who wouldn't want to become absolute justice.

Jie's justice is absolute, and it also makes him stand on the opposite side of human beings.

"For the sake of justice, can you kill anyone? Including your most important person, to protect someone you don't know at all, just because the other person is human?" A sense of identity, this kind of feeling, don’t you think it’s scary to kill important people for empathy and identity?”

——There is great terror between life and death, Wu.

A strange voice suddenly flashed in Gojo Satoru's memory. He had never heard this voice before, and he had no impression of the owner of the voice at all.

"Grandpa asked me, Shen Er, what is the justice you uphold?"

"My answer is—myself."

Nanami Jianren took off his glasses.

"Grandpa said 'me too'".

The invisible terror hits the heart directly.

"□□Fitness exceeds 90.00%, soul resonance exceeds 80.00%... Gojo Satoru!" Matou Shinji raised his head, staring at the strongest eyes, "I can prevent the curse embryo from hatching."

"Your conditions." Gojo Satoru was filled with anxiety, even if he was the strongest, he couldn't do everything.

Power, on the contrary, those who have power will understand how terrible it is to be powerless.

"My son, you must let him live."

The voice is immature, at most a poor, 6-year-old boy took out a white-haired boy with two faces and four eyes from the curse womb. Hundreds of thousands of charms were attached to this child's body, just like... the seal of the cursed object. program.

"My son, Kariya Matou, you have to raise him up. This is the price I pay for keeping humans alive."

Is the price heavy or too light?

Gojo Satoru picked up the child from Matou Shinji's arms. The child's eyes were closed, neither breathing nor heartbeat, but it was indeed human.

The moment he saw him, Gojo Satoru thought of Fu Heihui, the cub of the Chanyuan family who had been raising him.

Do these strange people see him as Wutiao, know how to raise children, and realize?