The crossing point is the bedding of 5T5

The surroundings are extremely quiet, as if I have come to another dimension, and I can only hear the sound of my heavy and rapid running.

For the convenience of observation, my room was booked on the highest sixth floor. Of course, the elevator cannot be used for safety reasons. I ran to the door of the hotel with my own legs.

Then it was blocked by the chunks of meat pouring in from the door.

The information is right, this disgusting thing is really high!But who can tell me why it can squeeze the body in at the same time on the sixth floor and the bottom floor?Won't it tear in two? !

Without thinking about it, I returned to the stairwell and started running up.When I came here, I observed that the lower three floors of this hotel were all equipped with anti-theft windows. I couldn't jump out, so I had to go to the fourth floor to try my luck.

It is said that between life and death, it is easiest to stimulate people's potential. As a fighter who has never passed the 800-meter physical education class, it only took me a short time to climb all the way back to the fourth floor along the steps.

My heart was about to jump out of my throat, and during my breathing, a faint fishy sweetness appeared in the depths of my throat. I supported my knees and panted violently, without any luck in my heart.

On the east side of the corridor, there is an open window. There is no anti-theft window outside, and the shadow of the curse spirit cannot be seen.

However, here is the fourth floor.

If an ordinary person jumps from a height of four floors, what are the chances of surviving?

I climbed onto the small ledge, touched my pocket, and found that my phone had been forgotten in the room.

Time passed very slowly suddenly, I patted my clothes, combed my slightly messy hair, and then sat on the window sill, watching with my own eyes the wriggling mass of flesh pouring out of the stairwell, approaching me a little bit.

Occasionally, it would break into a few houses, and soon there would be a few horrified screams, and then disappear.

It turned out that I didn't come to another dimension, but other people were more sensitive than me, so they all hid.

I looked at the scene in front of me and thought very calmly.

It's a pity that we are all ordinary people, and no one can save anyone.

When the fuzzy flesh and blood between the teeth of the sucker could be clearly seen, I pinned my wind-blown hair behind my ears, and jumped out of the window behind me without hesitation.

It's not that I didn't skip it, what are you afraid of.

Anyway, these two months have been earned for nothing.

The howling cold wind passed by my ears, stinging my cheeks. In the intense weightlessness, the thought that floated in my mind was: It's a pity that I won't see Gojo Satoru for the last time.

I really want to see his blue eyes again...

The moment when I was close to death was infinitely elongated, and somehow, God seemed to hear my prayer.

I fell into an embrace mixed with a faint smell of blood and grass.

"I said, you can meet a second-level curse spirit for the first time on a mission. You are so lucky."

The blue eyes of the person holding me were still shining brightly under the dark night sky. He stuffed the sunglasses in my arms into my arms, and his voice was particularly magnetic because of his sinking: "Hold it."

The next moment, a bright blue light briefly lit up around, followed by a deafening roar, and the huge mucus-covered lump of flesh split apart in an instant, before it could fall down, it turned into a small cloud of black gas and dissipated in the air.

There are no exaggerated shouting moves, no long reads and complicated gestures, just a blink of an eye, and the huge monsters climbing all over the wall disappear in smoke, leaving only a ruined wall, which proves how tragic things happened here.

It's so simple, the disgusting curse spirit who started killing was solved.

I don't know what to say except for one awesome sentence.

It turned out that this was the magician.