The monkey sister reborn into summer oil

Continuing from the last chapter, I continued to meditate——

Could it be that I have super-evolved into something extraordinary like the Wujo Wusei plasma incident?

What what!

Super sudden!

Thinking so, I lowered my eyes and looked at the Tennihohoko magic tool that I was still holding in my hand, which had once entered Gojo's mind...

Alas, I was thinking that I didn't seem to poke my head with this?

If it is possible to awaken as a conjurer by doing this, then I would have stabbed him sooner rather than later.

You can't stab seventy times a day.

I have to say, this world is really magical.

But do you think that's all?

In fact, there are more magical.

It's like this, before I can figure out what's going on on my side, in the enchantment, from the outside, the curse spirits that were fighting like monsters and monsters in black and white were suddenly blown away by something from the center with a strong force , The strange sound of hula hula piercing the eardrums, coupled with all kinds of curses, the wailing that didn't seem like wailing resounded through the sky.

Looking up again, I saw those ugly and distorted curse spirits—for a while, they all bumped up and down, left and right, like frogs thrown into the sky by a tornado.

Blood rain splashed.

However, most of the spell spirits were directly killed, and the small number of lucky points were full, only three or four arms were broken, and they barely survived the direct collision. In mid-air, the crazily running chainsaw was abruptly cut in half with the metal music.

Chainsaw?

No, what's going on?

The guy who hit and flew the cursed...

I wiped my eyes incredulously.

That guy—what the hell is it?

The head is a chainsaw, and the body is a human spell?

It's strange... Are the clothes on his body so familiar?

"!"

How does he wear (I gave) the clothes (high □□ dress)! ?

uh ah

Could it be...?

In order to confirm my thoughts, I hurriedly turned my head wildly and widened my eyes to get close to the barrier to confirm.

No, no, no.

Sure enough, Denji-kun's body was not found anywhere.

I originally thought that he might have been defeated by the curse spirit riot and died, but at this moment I was surprised to find that the other party seemed to be for some reason...

Turned into something half-human, half-cursed?

And now he is still relying on instinct to keep fighting!

Ok.

Looks pretty cool.

Drinking blood while frantically buzzing hee hee hee hee hee hee hee hee hee hee hee hee hee hee hee hee hee hee hee hee hee the kind of fight forever.

And...he harvested the curse spirit so fast!

I saw those dying curse spirits who were still killing each other were thrown away wave after wave by him, repeating the movements of sawing and chopping.

And because of the super non-martial arts crazily picking up leaks and specializing in backstabbing, the efficiency is comparable to a ruthless harvester.

【Buzz buzz—】

【Zi-Zi-Zi-】

Just like that, the chainsaw, like a tireless perpetual motion machine, kept running, destroying, and churning, becoming more and more bright red.

In the blink of an eye, a small piece of Gu breeding land divided by the barrier turned into a condensed version of the bloody and maddened underworld purgatory.

……

"Hahahahahaha! Come as many as you want!"

"Hack you to death hahahahahahaha!"

"Wuhu! Cool!!"

"..."

However, after all, I am an old reborn person who has seen many storms and waves, so this kind of small scene is not enough to scare me.

Just because I was a little dazed at the beginning of the incident, I quickly came back to my senses, and immediately and decisively took a measure that should be implemented at the moment——

chopping.

In the next 10 minutes of the battlefield, every time Denji-kun assassinated a curse, I yawned and rubbed a ball. By the way, I strengthened the enchantment hit by him and tested the durability of the tent.

Just like that, the small balls compressed in size and condensed into spiritual cores, like bubble gum balls, rolled down uninterruptedly at the feet of the chainsaw man dancing madly in the blood.

There are more and more black balls like ants, until finally they become a vast ocean of black mud when viewed from a distance.

Good guy.

There are so many!

I was truly and thoroughly overwhelmed by the unexpected numbers.

It seems that there is nothing wrong with the use of spells and spirits as collectors.

Even my bullshit old man, who has long forgotten his face, looks like a rag harvester worthy of his reputation...

Awesome.

However, looking at such a terrifying amount...

If it hadn't been for the suggestion of Lacey, who insisted on adding spices to the wine of the old man who always punched and kicked his mother, weakening his mental power and spell power, then maybe today I really can't beat so much in the prime of life What about him who is the curse spirit?

Ah, right.

Then suddenly thought of something.

As for Mr. Ranbu's previous reasoning that "maybe you can find the relevant travel method in xx village", it probably means that 100% of them will have a spell spirit with a related type of spell!

Really reliable, the world's largest detective SAMA!

In other words, as long as I find and devour "that" curse spirit, I will be able to use its ability to go back in time as the operator of the curse spirit at will and achieve the extraordinary feat of "quietly resurrecting and assassinating my brother"!

Wonderful!

——Then here comes the problem.

Looking at everything in front of me, my eyes gradually lost their highlight.

So

There are so many balls, which one should I swallow! ! !

Swallowed it all?

Hey, although I still have a lot of herbal tablets to suppress the smell of rags, the problem is that there are thousands of them...

Although it is not impossible to swallow a little more, I don’t want a bicycle anyway.

But but as expected, it is still necessary to distinguish which spell has which spell, and then choose to swallow the most useful!

Even I will be stuffed so full all at once!

In short, let's find out which of these curse spirits has the ability to travel through time and space and distort space...

"..."

I stare at-

Ahh!

Totally missing the point, what was I thinking!

This kind of thing!Sure enough, it is still difficult to do it with the naked eye!

Tsk, it would be great if Ranbu-kun was around, I can't help but think so.

But then again, I'm afraid even Edogawa Ranpo might not be able to accurately see things that are closely related to spell power and spells, right?

After all, he is not a magician, and some people even speculate on the Internet that he is not a supernatural person at all, but just an ordinary and peerless genius.

Forget it, the bridge to the bow is naturally straight.

It's been weird to say since the beginning, I mean myself.

I searched ten sea miles again for a while, and confirmed again that there was no smell of the two-faced Su Nuo, and even the mantra that originally existed in the body and belonged to him had disappeared...

Instead, it is occupied by a more mellow and manipulative mantra.

Could it be my own magic power?

And the two-faced Su Nuo was forcibly squeezed offline by the huge magic power I awakened... or something like that?

So I tried to control this newborn primordial power.

It's amazing, she is like my child, and it is very easy to use.

Xia Youjie's magic spell, Wujo Wu's Cang, and Nitzijiang's reversal technique... are very good, and they can be used easily without any problems.

Most importantly, even the side effects disappeared, and there was no desire to bleed at all.

"Then, let's give it a try..."

I lowered my head consciously, and just saw a row of ants passing by neatly.

So it was like imitating the game that young children often play, stepping on ants to kill. Killing a few casually with a few feet.

I also repaired the knife and crushed it three times.

After doing this I started mobilizing my spells, trying to use the reverse spell that I had never been able to do.

That's right, it's not the nitro sauce, but the uncle's kind - an advanced version of the reversal magician who can resurrect the dead with ease.

One second...two seconds...three.

"!"

actually...

It worked!

I looked at my hand with the fading light in disbelief, and watched those ants who were crushed to the point of death, and then swelled up like blowing a balloon in an instant.

Their tiny bodies came back to life, and the ones that had been trampled into the cracks of the stone and mixed with the sand moved their tentacles like ants, and crawled forward again, catching up to them without any haste. The marching ranks and companions.

What the hell!

No way no way?It really worked!

I became a god after all?Or did the author discover it?

Can I actually become so clumsy?

After thinking about it, I tried the abilities of Yuo Huihara and Kento Nanami that I had acquired a long time ago and could not be used after the expiration date.

……

can be used.

After such a long time, it can be used easily with the power of mantra!

So... what about earlier?

At the beginning, I immediately took the shard of Tiannihoko in my hand with great interest, and stabbed my left hand without hesitation.

It's a pity that, apart from the blood gurgling and the feeling that the spell power was suppressed for a moment, the expected [[sky/clothes/no/seam] was not passively triggered as expected.

Is it not enough to come into contact with it about a year ago?

I don't believe in evil, so I am going to find some ants, mice, etc. and try again.

I looked up.

There was a lot of blackness all over the place, and there was not a single curse spirit left.

Ah, is it over?What a fast man.

——and Dianci, whose head still looked like a chainsaw, squatted on the ground and stabbed something angrily.

That thing is red, white and white, smooth and tender, it can't be smashed no matter what, it looks like it has infinite repairing ability... Well, it's a mess of brains.

The scene was too dark, I used the reversal technique with one hand to heal the wound stabbed by the Tianni Hoko, and pinched Renzhong with the other.

Let's wait until he chops it a few more times and then check it out, it doesn't matter anyway.

With that in mind, I walked around.

I'm going to try some guy's abilities.

However, if you want to use "that", because the size of the ant is too small, there should be no obvious difference between whether the head is dropped or not.

After much deliberation, in the end, I could only find mice for the experiment.

"La la la~ the mice in the city~ the mice in the country~ all of them will die~"

Happily humming an out-of-tune ditty, before I knew it, I jumped into a somewhat familiar shabby house.

Good guy, isn't this exactly the same as the room I just pocketed with tents and barriers?

Looking in from the outside, it seems that there is also a cage.

Well, this village is really not a serious place.

Do you still catch a lot of something wrong like the little black house?

"Woooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooo..."

I vaguely heard the girl whimpering softly, I stopped humming and approached with my ears pricked up.

"Don't touch her! Go away! Stay away from us!"

"Snapped--"

"Nanako! Don't, woo..."

Quarreling, slapping.

Weeping in fear and depression.

"It's all because of you... that devil-like chainsaw head, what the hell is it..."

"It's all because of you that I brought those things to my village!"

"It's all because of you guys!!!"

So noisy.

Are you crazy?

"&#*[email protected]█████! ███!"

After that, there was an incomprehensible murmur.

Probably the dialect around this village.

I thought about it, and took out a disposable plastic glove from my pocket last time I ordered roast chicken, and put it on with a snuff.

Jumping into the dark and damp room in front of him, he switched his sights and looked around at will.

Oh that guy.

It was the village chief who was very enthusiastic about Denji pretending to be me and gave him extra dishes.

His reflective Mediterranean is instantly recognizable even in total darkness.

"Boom-"

Oops, screwed up.

His eyes couldn't adapt to the darkness all of a sudden, and he seemed to have accidentally kicked something down when he came in... It seemed that the sneak attack was completely useless.

sad sad.

But forget it.

I looked down and saw that what I kicked over was a plate of rotten, smelly and full of maggots...

Hey, it's quite heavy.

It was also because of my noise that the two small children locked in the cage and the village chief who was trying to beat them all raised their eyes to look at me at this moment.

"What sound? Who's there!"

The village head growled in alarm.

"mouse."

Le Diandian tilted his head, with a harmless expression on his face, I put my hands behind my back, approached step by step, and answered the wrong question:

"There are mice here, it's super~~~~ scary!"

"..."

"A mouse? What a mouse..." The other party seemed to frowned in confusion, but only after seeing my face that had already rubbed against me, did he bulge his small, cloudy eyes in amazement and horror, "Yes ……you!?"

I still ignored him, just raised one hand expressionlessly, and with a smile "slapped" it on the top of the other's mirror-like greasy Mediterranean head, separated by double-layer disposable plastic gloves.

"Mouse..." I squinted my eyes with joy almost uncontrollably, and exerted a slight force on my palm, "Isn't there just one here?"

"Ha~"

...

——【Different Ability*Crime and Punishment】