Different Maorilan

28 years ago, the Gojo family ushered in the birth of the "six-eyed" god son, Gojo Satoru, whom they were looking forward to.

The appearance of Wujo Wu became an opportunity to change the magic world. Not only did the number of magic spirits increase, but their strength was also enhanced.

The curse masters are exhausted in order to exorcise the curse spirits that become more active every year, but the curse masters ushered in an unprecedented carnival.

As long as they spend much less energy than before, they can avoid the pursuit of the magician, and then they can do what they want, with incomparable freedom.

But it all ended after Gojo Satoru awakened the no-lower-limit technique.

Take the curse master Li Ban and Sanbai Po as an example. The two of them assassinated Gojo Satoru who went out in order to offer a huge reward, but they were discovered by Gojo Satoru before they even started.

...What a sharp and terrifying gaze, as if everything in him was seen through in an instant, and he was completely unable to resist like a baby.

With just one glance, the arrogance in the two of them was completely dispelled, and they were terrified and fled quickly.

It wasn't just the two of them who were scared out of their wits. Almost all the fellow curse masters set off with confidence and fled back.

And some never came back...

From then on, the curse masters no longer dared to act recklessly. Instead of brazenly relying on the curse master's lack of energy to deal with them, they turned to hiding and making troubles secretly, and they were always worried that one day they would be unlucky and bump into Gojo Satoru, so I bid farewell world.

Both Li Ban and Zhanba miss the time when there was no Wujo Satoru. At that time, they didn't need to be human with their tails between their legs, and they didn't need to be careful about killing people.

They used to be extremely free.

But now, Gojo Satoru is sealed, and they finally welcome back the freedom they dreamed of after many years of absence!

Eager to try and prepare to show off their skills, Li Ban and Sanbai stood on the top of the S Tower, the tallest in Shibuya, looking down at everything below them.

Has there been a better time in all these years than now?

No, never again!

"Now as long as we keep these three enchantment foundations."

"The conjurer will find out." The priest sat on the chair, and her "grandson" stood behind her indifferently, like a loyal guard.

He looks like Bodhidharma, with only a tuft of hair on the top of his head, and his chin still corresponds to Li Ban with a beard. He laughed: "It's hard to find them too."

"There are a lot of reformers down here. Even if we find this place, it will take a lot of time to come up. We might be able to leave directly by then."

Li Ban looked at the worshiping woman and spoke with confidence.

But in the next second, a huge shadow suddenly rose behind him.

Li Ban felt the attack from behind, but he couldn't care less about it at the moment.

He just opened his eyes in disbelief, staring in the direction of the worshiping woman.

Because behind the worshiping woman, a black figure appeared abruptly.

That person has a pair of eyes that their curse masters will never forget, similar to the person they fear and fear!

"Worshiper!!" The person behind you is——

-

"So slow, Jay."

Wujo Wujo, who found a random flower bed and was sitting, rested his chin and looked at the friend who came over.

Xia Youjie's cassock was torn and torn, he was wounded and bled after a hard fight with Lisuo, but at this moment he seemed to be in better spirits than when we parted just now.

Xia Youjie walked up to Wujo Wu, and asked the curse spirit to put down the other body of himself that it was carrying. Then, like Wujo Wu, he sat down with a flick of his clothes.

"What about the twins?" Gojo Satoru asked.

"It's Nanako and Mimiko." Xia Youjie corrected Gojo Satoru.

"Okay, have you explained to them this time?"

"People cannot be resurrected after death, this is the ending chosen by 'I'." Xia Youjie said.

"how about you?"

Gojo Satoru put down his hands, and looked directly at Xia Youjie with his sky pupil without any cover: "Have you chosen the ending yet?"

Xia Youjie first sighed, and his handsome face showed obvious regret.

"It would be great if I met Lan."

Not only does he have a powerful technique with no taboos, but he also has such a magical ability that is equivalent to seeing the future. How can Xia Youjie, who is one step behind Gojo Satoshi, not regret it?

"Stop dreaming, it's impossible." Gojo Satoru said very directly.

"How do you know it's impossible if you haven't tried it?" Xia Youjie's expression remained unchanged.

Xia Youjie knew what Wutiaowu was referring to. Mao Lilan cared about his ordinary parents, but he was determined to kill all ordinary people. The two of them had disagreements from the very beginning.

"I can give him a new family." The curse masters in the Panxing Cult are all Xia Youjie's family members.

"Lan will definitely go berserk if he hears your words." Wujo Satoru asserted, and felt a headache for his friend who persisted in treating ordinary people as monkeys.

"..."

"Oh, Lan looks so much like you," Gojo Wu raised his hand and gestured at Xia Youjie, "It doesn't matter if it's the color scheme, or the stubborn mind that never turns back even if it hits you badly."

In the end, he still didn't forget to attack Xia Youjie personally: "Fortunately, Lan's eyes are bigger than yours."

Having been the leader of the evil cult for nine years, in order to get money from the monkeys, Xia Youjie is no longer the male high school student who was so easily provoked by Gojo Wujo's sarcasm that he directly started fighting with him.

Xia Youjie's endurance has evolved through years of training. Even if he is aroused by Wutiao Wu, he can still laugh like a Buddha: "Wu, do you want to fight?"

Gojo Satoru waved his hand: "Now you can't hit me, it's boring, don't hit me."

The black rope was broken, and Xia Youjie couldn't hit him once Wujo Wuwu lower limit was opened.

Xia Youjie calmed down: "Then don't make trouble."

"I'm telling the truth... Well, don't you think about changing, after seeing this world?"

"Even now, if you want, you have a chance to turn back, Jay."

Xia Youjie remained silent, and Gojo Wu rubbed the center of his brows: "Actually, I think Lan's words are very reasonable, you hate ordinary people who entrap magicians, but magicians also fight among themselves, such as the group of rotten oranges. "

"The magicians killed by them are much more than those killed by ordinary people."

"After all, only our own people know how to deal with our own people."

At this moment, Gojo Satoru's eyes are like frozen glaciers in the polar region, deep and cold.

"And Jie, do you know that if you had killed those rotten oranges and then defected, I might have joined you."

Gojo Wu's tone was jokingly serious, but Xia Youjie didn't take his words seriously at all.

"Stop kidding, you can't."

The former Liuyanzi never cared about ordinary people, and from the beginning to the end he was aloof, and protecting ordinary people was just a way to exorcise the cursed spirit.

But Xia Youjie used to regard ordinary people as weak, and he took it for granted that he who can see the curse spirit and kill the curse spirit is a strong man, so he should protect ordinary people.

Compared with Gojo Satoru, he is more arrogant and closer to charity.

The death of Tiannei Lizi in the astral body became a thorn in Xia Youjie's heart. Fu Heisher, who had no magic power and was regarded as a weak person by him, not only killed Tiannei Lizi under his protection, but even suffered a disastrous defeat at the hands of the opponent. men.

Then, the junior student Hui Yuanxiong died because of the belief in the god of production, and the twin sisters were regarded as monsters by ordinary people, abused and mutilated...

So Xia Youjie naturally hated ordinary people, but Wujo Wu didn't.

This truly strongest magician has never liked or disliked ordinary people. In his eyes, ordinary people are always just "weak people who need to be taken care of", nothing more.

What does it matter to ordinary people to realize the five ways of expelling curse spirits?

Not taking it seriously is not the same as not taking it seriously.

In the same way, Gojo Satoru didn't understand Xia Youjie's idea of ​​killing all ordinary people in the world.

Compared with ordinary people, Gojo Satoru hates the group of rotten oranges in the upper echelons of the magic world who should have been buried long ago. The death of Riko Tenuchi and the death of Hui Yuanxiong are inseparable from them.

"I can't be so sure. For example, I was willing to put up with those rotten oranges before, but now I killed them all."

"Stop saying such unrealistic things, Wu."

"It's no longer possible," Xia Youjie said.

Gojo Satoru got up and looked at the person walking in the distance: "No, Lan's appearance is a miracle that turns the impossible into possible."

"Don't you think so too?"

Xia Youjie was startled, he looked at Wujo Wu's back, and after a while he asked softly, "Wu, why are you so confident?"

"Of course it's because of - Fuhesher?!"

Gojo Satoru was halfway through his words with a smile, and was interrupted by himself.

Xia Youjie didn't care about the conversation just now, he followed Gojo Wu's line of sight: "Impossible! How can the dead be resurrected?!"

"boom!!"

From the direction they were looking at, there was a wave of spell power from Shushihe, and the sudden light of dark red Shushi was interrupted almost as soon as it lit up!

Seeing this, Gojo Satoru was in a bad mood, and quickly set off towards that direction. Sure enough, there was another shocking explosion in that direction, and a figure fell from the sky above the building!

On the top of Tower S, Yuzu Hiruhito Fukue, who was fighting with the Cursed Master Kuriban, saw Mao Lilan being blown away by the black-haired man who suddenly changed his appearance next to the priest when the roof collapsed to stabilize his body. The look of falling.

"!!"

However, when Fu Heihui hurriedly ordered Shikigami Nue to pick up Mao Lilan, the next second, Mao Lilan was carried by Gojo Satoru and flew up.

"Five Enlightenments?!"

Seeing Gojo Satoru, Li Ban was so shocked that he forgot to fight, but the priest who could have hugged him together to keep warm was already punched to death by the black-haired man after her grandson was possessed by the black-haired man.

"You hit the young ones and the old ones—"

Gojo Satoru didn't even look at Li Ban, he just stared straight at the eye-catching and familiar black-haired man, holding in his arms Mao Lilan who was caught by him just in time and temporarily unconscious, showing a mad smile.

"You actually crawled out of hell, do you need me to send you off again?"

"Voheshel!"

The dark-haired man looked at him, his dark eyes gradually clearing up.

"I almost killed a six-eyed kid just now. I thought it was you, Gojo Satoru."

Fuhesher sneered.