The Melaleuca Routine of Dominating the Devil

For the expansion of the field of the strongest magician, Maqima has dabbled.She once knew certain details from Shi Er's unhappy narrative - Gojo Satoru was close to invincible after expanding the domain.After the infinite amount of information is stuffed into the brain, the perception is transmitted countless times, and in the end the opponent can only wait for death in order to "live".

Only he himself and [people he touches] will not be affected.

Then, it is necessary to shorten the distance after his field is expanded, so as to get in touch with Wujo Wu when necessary; or should he use his own way to deal with his own body, so that the strongest conjurer can also experience the pain of being brainwashed by invalid information? How do you feel?

Compared with the first method, Maqima is more looking forward to seeing the conjurer's ease and complete shattering with his own eyes.If a similar ability is used, the eyes that see through everything in the world probably reveal shock, panic, and disbelief—what kind of picture will it be?

Will Gojo Satoru realize that his so-called "strongest" is bound by layers of useless rules?

When the white-haired conjurer hides his madness and tries to keep playing his good teacher, the dominating demon can't say she's tired of the teacher-student relationship, she chooses to cast her powers back into her original form, and then invites him .

A game called [Fighting], which completely shatters each other's shackles.

She knew that there was a beast in the other party's heart, and Gojo Satoru accepted the invitation to fight in a second.

In this unnoticed rainy alley, he is finally willing to tear off that layer of camouflage, exposing the shadow of a high school student who is fearless and self-respecting.When the young man strode forward, Mazima could even feel the rising flames.Gojo Satoru was definitely annoyed by her provocation, but he couldn't wait—didn't he see that the guy on the other side was smiling genuinely and wantonly when he was about to expand the field?

The other party has endless space; the dominating demon also has a luxurious feast waiting to be served.

With only a time difference of 0.1 seconds, Maqima has received invalid information for about three months.She didn't even want to abolish half of the brain's skills first, and then release the Cosmic Demon.

"Halloween!"

Let's explain the principle of natural plundering with Wu Jun, Cos/mo.Make him understand everything.Machima said this to the dominated Cosmic Demon in her heart.

Cosmo's eyeballs dropped and hung in mid-air. "Halloween! Halloween!"

After making Gojo Satoru understand everything... only [Halloween] is left in his mind.

The infinite space continues.Three months worth of invalid information becomes half a year's worth after 0.1 second, and then more.Mazima was motionless, destroying her own brain to resist the loading of information.

Blood seeped from her nose and mouth, then her eyes and ears.She wanted to wipe the dripping blood, but even the thought of "wiping" led to countless unknown information in her brain, and these invalid information bounced endlessly in her mind, repeating endlessly.

The same is true for the white-haired youth who controls the field.

Gojo Satoru's face condensed into a combination of tangled and shocked.Completely trapped in Cosmo's cosmic library, he stood among countless books and was forced to read the truth of all things one by one.

Massive amounts of information are flooded in and out, bursts and bursts that never stop.The young man shook his lips, his expression showing pure confusion for the first time.

"Halloween...?"

"Halloween Halloween...Halloween..."

"Halloween Halloween Halloween Halloween... no..."

The field shattered!

The next moment, Gojo Satoru, whose mind was still immersed in the library world, almost knocked down the cosmic demon in front of him with a conditioned reflex!Even though his eyes were empty and his combat experience was implanted in his bone marrow, he tried his best to mobilize all the muscles in his body and rushed towards Maqima!

The mantra gathers in the palm of the hand, and the red light and blue light jump and intersect with each other!She had seen it ten years ago in a glimpse of the battle with Sher...

——The imaginary form "茈"!

The power of Halloween is still going on, and the virtual attack has failed, and the conjurer wasted his magic power in vain.But the time was limited, Maqima looked calm, she raised her arm, and several bullets shot towards Wujo Wufei!

The game is not yet decided.

——Even if they end up hurting both of them, they can't stop there.

……

The rain gradually stopped.The sun is still behind the dark clouds and it will be sunny soon.

The battle between the strongest conjurer and the dominating demon came to an end, no one died, and no one won.Both humans and demons are pushed to the limit by each other.

They stopped at the last moment.

The white-haired young man with scars and scars sat silently at the entrance of the alley, healed himself non-stop with the inversion technique—a drop in the bucket, he fumbled for his mobile phone, and muttered into the microphone, come and pick me up, and let me bleed dry. , probably called Yidizhi again.

Maqima hooked her lips, she still maintained her human form, but she could see the half-destroyed abdominal cavity just by lowering her head.The intestines had been stuffed back, and there were still half of the internal organs exposed.

No way, who told Gojo Satoru to remember to use the virtual close-range attack at the last moment?This man is more cautious than imagined.

"It's really... fun."

The wound is slowly repairing, and the braids have been broken up in the battle.Mazima simply combed her blood-stained hair with her fingers. "Guess, how many times have I diverted the damage in this meaningless duel, Wu Jun?"

"..."

"It's 21 times." Maqima said softly. "If you have time, you can read the news from Sendai today. With scattered accidents and injuries, the number will be stuck on '21'."

"With so many dead lives, how much responsibility does Wu Jun have to pay~?"

"Anything is fine, it doesn't matter."

The conjurer finally spoke, his tone lazy and indifferent. "I've tried my best to get rid of it~! As for the dead, there seems to be nothing else to say except 'I'm sorry—'."

"But! I have some idea of ​​how to deal with Miss Machima." Wujo Wudao. "Next time, I will never let you go."

The young man with all the advantages of appearance, even with blood on his face, bruises at the corner of his mouth, and tattered body like a sack that was run over by a truck - he still shines brightly, sitting on the dirty ground It can also steal everyone's attention.

Machima was not interested in Gojo Satoru's face, she just thought the smell of the battle-damaged conjurer was particularly good, if he was eaten, the smell would probably be similar to rosemary, right?

She walked over slowly and squatted down.The injury continued to heal, and Miss Macchima looked much better than before.She attached her hand to the back of the human hand.Without the cover of the infinite spell, Gojo Satoru's hand feels like touching a warm fire.

"Give me your all."

The dominator demon looked directly at him, and used the ability again. "Say you are willing to surrender to me, Wu Jun."

"Give me everything you have, Miss Machima." Gojo Satoru replied. "I'm super nice. Remember your apartment? I bought it from the bank."

Negotiations failed, and the strongest conjurer was still so stubborn after ten years.

She sighed softly, losing interest.It's time to let go.

Mazima stood up, and brushed off the little dust on her body.Gojo Gojo squinted to see, the pink-haired woman's figure was still slender in the backlight, her face was shrouded in a blur, so she said. "Goodbye (さようなら), Go-kun."

Gojo Satoru opened his eyes slightly.He instantly understood the meaning.

Sayonara.Usually means goodbye.In fact, it was not difficult to find Miss Macchima, but the other party didn't seem to want to see him anymore.

Because Gojo Satoru, the strongest sorcerer, is a human being [uncontrollable] by demons.

Since it is dominant, it is natural not to like uncertain factors.Because the devil wants to understand everything about others and control everything about others.Only a loyal and easy-to-manipulate life is Miss Mazima's favorite.

Since Wujo Satoru can't give loyalty, it's the worst thing to manipulate. When forced domination fails, Maqima can only regretfully choose to stop.

She still wants to win a game.It's just that the game has to have a guaranteed harvest, otherwise it will be in vain, and the cold-hearted devil will feel sad.

"Before you leave, can you kindly answer your old acquaintance's questions and tell me why you came to Sendai?"

When Machima was about to reach the corner of the alley, Gojo Satoru raised his voice and asked as if he had suddenly realized it.Probably due to air flowing into the injured lungs, he coughed twice, his voice a little hoarse.

"Don't tell me you're here for sightseeing, Makima!"

"Well, is there anything wrong with sightseeing? This is my first time in Sendai, so there's nothing wrong with looking around..."

"Really, then I strongly recommend Sendai's edamame mashed mochi. There is a Murakami bakery here that has edamame shaved ice that is amazing~"

"—and then I'll find the Chainsaw Man here."

Macchima interrupted with a smile. "After he came back from hell, the place where he was noticed for the first time is here, Sendai."

"There must be something wonderful about this place. It once injured the omnipotent chainsaw man and was even discovered by humans," she said. "I have a hunch he'll be back."

Could it be an unknown demon?

Could it be new adventures and bonds that made the chainsaw man choose to appear here, or even stay for a while?

The current Miss Macchima feels that the past ten years are really too long.It's been a long time since I saw Dian Cijun, she doesn't know what the other party has become, and what is different from before.

The only certainty is that she needs to have all the information on him before meeting the chainsaw man.In this way, the dominating demon will try to tempt and attract the chainsaw man, and after that, complete domination will be a matter of course.

"You want to see Dianci...do you want to control him again?" The white-haired young man struggled to straighten his body. "Answer me, Makima!"

"You don't need to know these things, Wu Jun." Maqima turned and left without hesitation. "Take care, goodbye."

"Hey! Don't you want to know more, Miss Marchma!"

"The Chainsaw Man has been wandering in hell for many years, he no longer has a human heart!"

"He will eat demons...and you! Makima!"

"... Give me a good life."

……

Miss Mazima, who was covered in blood and barely recovered her limbs, seemed to have experienced the cruelest murder scene.

It's okay to walk in the quiet alleys, but when she walks into the department store and meets ordinary citizens, it's a different situation.

"Ahhh!! So much blood!! My God, hurry up and call the police!!"

"Are you okay? Do you need to sit down and rest!! I, I'll call you an ambulance!!"

"There's so much blood on your clothes... Is there a murderer nearby!?"

"No way? Another murderer?! Miss...what have you been through!?"

"Quiet."

When a group of terrified humans gather together, mixed with fear and a little joy (is anyone secretly happy?), it is easy to stir up the demon's nerves.Maqima looked around, she walked to the counter selling women's clothing, and said to the pale-faced teller.

"I need clothes."

"Okay... okay? What style of clothing does the lady need, we have it here..."

The teller watched in horror at the large bloodstain on the woman's shirt. "You really don't want us to call the police..."

Machima smiled slightly, and her smile instantly healed the trembling teller.

"It's okay, I'm the police, and the blood belongs to the bad guys." She unceremoniously took advantage of her ten-year-expired identity, and incidentally poured dirty water on Wujo Wu. "Give me a suit of clothes."

……

After changing into her blood-stained clothes and recovering her radiance, Ms. Machima saw the news being played on the big screen in the shopping mall after she walked out of the dressing room.

"After ten years, the chainsaw man reappeared! Is it a devil or a hero?!"

In the woman's impression, the anchor with several wrinkles on his face was screaming hoarsely, connecting to the live reporter.

"We noticed! The chainsaw man reappeared is different from ten years ago! The chainsaw man is still wielding a hand saw and killing demons in the streets! But! He ate them!! Yes! The chainsaw People can eat demons!! And...it tastes delicious!!"

"If Chainsaw Man can eat demons, will humans appear in his recipe?! Reporters ahead, please answer!!"

"I, I don't think so? After the chainsaw man appeared, he only reacted to demons. He didn't seem to care about the cheering humans around him...!"

"According to the news ahead, the Chainsaw Man is currently in Miyagi Prefecture! He seems to be headed all the way to Sendai City! According to the speed of the Chainsaw Man, he will soon arrive in Aoba Town, Kokubun Town, and Morio Town! "

"The latest news is that the #chainsaw talent is the strongest # trending trend appeared on Twitter. A clear video of a chainsaw man devouring a demon has attracted a lot of retweets and likes!"

"If you see the chainsaw man, you can take photos and post them online! Aite our official account, and you will have a chance to win a mysterious gift!"

"..."

Machima stared at the screen intently until the sound of a man coughing from the counter caught her attention.

"Excuse me, miss...please come here and pay the bill."

The blond man with his hair combed back, his honorifics were very neat, but there was a clear sense of carelessness in his tone.He pressed the payment machine with one hand, and nervously turned the pen with the other.

"Can I swipe my card?"

"Yes, credit/card charges 3% transaction fee, thank you for your patronage."

The strange feeling became more and more obvious.Mazima handed the card over, and he took it.With a slight touch between her fingers, she clearly realized that the man's eyelids drooped and his eyes did not fall on the machine at all.

——He was clearly looking at her hand.

"Mr. Kira."

She glanced at the badge marked [Kira Yoshikage] on the opponent's clothes, and asked slowly. "Is there something wrong with my hand?"