After being disabled, I become the strongest spell

The four divided into two groups and acted separately.

The two DKs chose the corridor on the right, while Wujo Kong and Limei went to the left.

"They should be fine..." Xia Youjie turned his head in three steps, and looked at Wutiao Kong and Wu Tiaokong, who gradually disappeared from sight, with worry in his eyes.

He couldn't see through Li Mei, he only knew that the other party was a magician, and he didn't even know the other party's strength.

"Wu, aren't you worried?"

Xia Youjie turned his head to look at Wujo Wu who was beside him with the old god.

"There's nothing to worry about." Gojo Gojo snorted coldly: "The conjurer next to that guy is not simple."

Having said that, his eyes became dark.

The conjurer—even he couldn't see through it.

Xia Youjie breathed a sigh of relief when he heard the words, and said with a smile, "Then I don't need to worry."

Since Gojo Satoru said that the opponent is not simple, it is affirmation of his strength, at least he can protect Gojo Sora.

Xia Youjie doesn't want to repeat the same mistakes.

Limei pushed the wheelchair into the invisible corridor. Only the faint light of the mobile phone illuminated the landscape paintings on the corridor wall.

The house has been unoccupied for some time, and the interior is still clean.

The sound of the wheelchair rolling was exceptionally clear.

"There are other people in this mansion." Wujo Kong half closed his eyes and took a deep breath of air.

A familiar atmosphere lingers around the tip of the nose, the five thin lips are slightly hooked, and there is interest in the eyes.

"The smell of disinfectant and blood."

"The other party - he just came out of the hospital."

This special visitor was very secretive and did not leave any traces in the mansion. Even Gojo Satoru could not detect the existence of the other party, so it must not be a conjurer.

Then it can only be an extraordinary person, probably a man.

The only mistake was leaving behind a scent that caught his attention.

The hospital is Wujo Kong's second home, and he is far more familiar with the hospital than anyone else, especially the peculiar smell of disinfectant that belongs to the hospital, which is deeply rooted in his bones.

Compared with exorcising the curse spirit, Wujo Kong is more interested in this person who should not have appeared.

Who would deliberately come to this mansion with terrifying and supernatural legends?

Soon, Wu Tiao Kong knew the answer.

"Hey - I'm so disappointed."

At the corner ahead, a familiar voice suddenly sounded.

Hearing this voice, Wujo Sora smiled, and after making Limei stop, he looked ahead at the corridor leading to the mouth of hell, and called softly, "Mr. Dazai—?"

The air became quiet for an instant.

A few seconds later, a black figure slowly came out from the corner, and turned to face the white-haired boy sitting in a wheelchair not far away.

Under the faint light, Gojo Sora saw the familiar face clearly.

When we met again this time, Osamu Dazai seemed to have more bandages on his body than before, and the smell of disinfectant and blood still lingered on his body.

The opponent was obviously injured.

When he saw Wutiao Kong, the black-haired boy was also a little surprised: "Oh, is Kong Jun here?" After speaking, he lightly tapped his chin with his index finger, his kite-colored eyes sparkled with interest, and said with a smile: "Kong Kong is here!" Did you come here specially to meet me?"

This sentence is very intriguing.

Without waiting for Gojo Sora's response, Osamu Dazai stepped forward briskly, took the wheelchair from Rimei, pushed it up, and said cheerfully, "I heard that this place is haunted."

"Originally, I wanted to try to see if I could be scared to death by ghosts, but after a long circle, I didn't even meet a single ghost."

There was disappointment in his tone.

"It's not." Wutian responded to his first sentence and explained, "I just received the task of exorcising the cursed spirit."

Then, he chuckled: "That's a pity."

"What appears here is a curse spirit, not a ghost."

Osamu Dazai didn't seem to be surprised by this at all.

"Also, I don't think ghosts can scare Mr. Dazai to death—" Gojo Sora said.

It is possible that Osamu Dazai played ghosts to death.

Osamu Dazai thought about this sentence seriously, and felt that there was nothing wrong with it.

Li Mei followed two steps behind them, always paying attention to the surrounding environment.

"Kun Kong, do you know where the curse spirit is?" Osamu Dazai looked around the corridor and said, "It's rare for me to skip work, so I can't come home empty-handed."

"I'm really sorry, but I actually don't know." Wujo Kong said apologetically.

This kind of thing can only be counted on Limei, after all, he can't sense the existence of the curse at all, and it is even more impossible to use the magic words to make those curses appear.

Just because he never wastes his energy on meaningless things.

Osamu Dazai shrugged indifferently: "Then let's go find this curse spirit together."

The corridor is very long, and every few steps there will be a room or a fork in the road. If you are not careful, you will lose your sense of direction.

Suddenly, Limei stopped and reminded: "Here we come!"

In the next second, ripples suddenly appeared on the floor under the wheelchair, and a viscous nausea instantly swept towards Wujokong.

Before he could react, his body rose into the air and landed in Limei's arms.

Limei jumped up extremely fast and agilely, and landed in a safe place in the distance in an instant.

The wheelchair was suddenly lifted and hit the wall with a loud bang.

Osamu Dazai reacted a beat slower, and was directly knocked over by the first-level curse spirit that jumped out from the ground, and hit the ground heavily.

Seeing this scene, Gojo Sora's eyes turned sharp instantly, and he shouted, "Limei!"

Limei put down the boy in his arms, raised his eyes to look at the curse spirit who was about to pounce on Dazai Osamu, and immediately stepped forward and cast the ice spell.

The temperature plummeted, and the teeth chattered from the cold.

The curse spirit with its bloody mouth wide open was suddenly frozen into an ice sculpture

Osamu Dazai, who was lying on the ground, blinked, and slowly withdrew his hand from his pocket, a pity flashed in his iris-colored eyes, he originally wanted to try to use Mu Cangzhi to deal with these guys.

Limei glanced at Osamu Dazai, who was unharmed, turned around and helped up the wheelchair that fell on the ground, then stepped forward to pick up Gojo Sora, and put him back on the wheelchair.

The wheelchair is of excellent quality and will not break easily.

"Mr. Dazai, are you alright?" Osamu Dazai, who turned his head to the back and was slowly getting up, his eyes fell on his forehead oozing red liquid, and his brows were slightly frowned.

"It's nothing serious." Osamu Dazai looked relaxed, he didn't care about the injury on his head at all, blood rolled from the corner of his forehead and filled into the corner of his mouth, his eyes fell on the ice sculpture, and he said regretfully: "This thing is so ugly , kill it."

After saying that, he suddenly raised his foot and kicked on the curse spirit.

In an instant, the ice cubes shattered and dissipated into the air.

After finishing off the curse spirit, Osamu Dazai suddenly raised his head and looked not far ahead.

Gojo Sora seemed to be aware of it, and followed Dazai Osamu's line of sight, and saw Gojo Satoru appeared in the corner at some point, watching them silently.

Seeing that he was discovered, Gojo Satoru simply stepped forward, ignoring Dazai Osamu and Rimei, and his eyes were directly locked on Gojo Sora.

When he came close, Wujo Wu said, "Wujo Kong, what will happen just now, I don't need to say more."

If there was no Limei, Wu Tiaokong would be half disabled by the curse spirit.

With his body, he couldn't withstand the attack of the first-level curse spirit at all.

"How long will this kid be able to protect you?" Gojo Goto didn't bother to continue going around in circles with Gojo Kong, and said frankly: "Go back to your Italy, stay away from the magic world, and stop meddling in other people's business."

This is a warning as well as an exhortation.

After all, this is his biological brother, even if he doesn't have any feelings, Gojo Satoru still doesn't want to see him die here.

For unnecessary vanity.

"Why—?" Wujo Kong tilted his head, doubts appeared in his light blue eyes, as if he was troubled by this sentence, he paused, and asked, "What if I refuse?"

"What will my brother do to me?"

"I'll pack you up and throw you back to Italy." Gojo Satoru slightly pulled down his sunglasses, revealing those blue eyes that almost matched his, and twitched the corners of his lips: "Don't try to challenge my patience."

"And you—" He raised his finger to Limei, his blue eyes squinted at the other party: "I don't care what you are, I will take him away immediately."

Limei said blankly: "Sorry, I only follow Sora's orders."

"Then you are really an obedient dog." Wujo Wu taunted viciously.

The air was suddenly quiet.

Wu Tiaokong looked at the elder brother in front of him, his usual smile was still on his face, but there was a burst of anger in his heart.He seldom gets angry because when he does, it makes his heart throb, as it is now.

But he had to hold back.

The hand on the armrest was clenched too hard, and the veins on the back of the hand stood out.

"Brother, please take back this sentence and apologize to Limei."

"Apologize?" Gojo Satoru didn't take it seriously, and said indifferently, "As long as you leave the Conjuration College, I will apologize to this guy."

Gojo Satoru never felt that he did anything wrong, he just did what he wanted.

Wujo Kong is obviously not suitable for the world of conjuration, and he will definitely not listen to good words. In this case, Wujo Wu can only use his own means to force him to leave.

Wujo Kong chuckled.

This is intimidating him.

But Wujo Kong hates people threatening him the most, and Wujo Satoru's behavior is tantamount to jumping on his radar.

"Then I will write down this apology first." Wutiaokong took out the medicine bottle from his pocket and poured out a few pills.Throwing it into his mouth, the bitter taste sliced ​​through his mouth, gradually suppressing the pain, making his brain clearer and clearer.

"Brother, don't regret it."

At this time, footsteps were heard in the distance, Xia Youjie came out from the left corner, and when he saw them, his face showed some surprise.

"Huh? You are all here." After a pause, he said, "The curse spirit has been expelled, we—"

In the middle of speaking, Xia Youjie keenly felt that something was wrong with the atmosphere, and the black-haired boy seemed familiar.

"Hi, see you again."

Osamu Dazai recognized the two DKs at a glance, raised his hand and greeted them with a smile, then turned to look at Gojo Sora: "This is the elder brother you often mention?"

"It doesn't look like much."

After Osamu Dazai finished speaking, he raised his eyes and showed a provocative smile at Gojo Satoru.