A magician who doesn't want to be a human is not a good magician

The mission location this time is the famous cherry blossom viewing spot in Tokyo, located in Ueno Onshi Park in Taito District, Tokyo.

There are many varieties of cherry blossoms planted in the park, and the flowering period is longer than that of ordinary places, so there is an endless stream of people who come here to enjoy the cherry blossoms.

But at this time, the cherry blossom forest in the park was silent, only the sky full of flowers.

The assistant supervisor parked the car outside the park, looked at the tent covering the entire park, and said to the three teenagers who were getting off the car.

"It's still too late for you to repent now."

This is not the third-level or fourth-level curse spirit that was easy to solve before, this is a super-level curse spirit!

He knew that these three teenagers were very powerful, and they were rare geniuses in the magic world, but after all, they were still too young!

And there are countless young geniuses in the magic world who died halfway.

Facing the kind reminder from the assistant supervisor, Gojo Wu and Xia Youjie didn't take it seriously, only Zhimeng ignored him, but also refused.

"Thanks, but we think it's okay."

He had personally experienced the power of Wu Wu. Jie Guang's physique was even able to tie with Wu, and he was able to copy Wu's spells. Weaving Meng had no idea how they would lose when they teamed up.

Even if the target of this mission is a super-level curse spirit!

The assistant superintendent was speechless for a moment, watching three teenagers in black uniforms of high school enter the tent one by one while chatting.

"I said, Zhimeng, why are you still carrying this knife this time? I told you it's not strong anymore!"

Zhimeng smiled and said, "Maybe, after this mission, I can exchange for the knife Wu sent."

"It's because Wu ran too fast, otherwise I could ask Teacher Ye Moth about the mission information this time, so that Zhimeng can change the knife in advance."

Thinking of his guess about the level of the vibrating knife spell tool, Xia Youjie felt a little pity.

After all, it is a super-level spell spirit. If Zhimeng uses super-level magic tools to deal with it, it should be easier.

"It doesn't matter if you don't bring it, there is still me."

Gojo Satoru showed a familiar self-confident smile: "I am the strongest!"

Then he was the only one left on the spot, and Zhimeng and Xia Youjie had entered the tent one after the other.

Gojo Satoru, who failed to be handsome, curled his lips in dissatisfaction, and followed into the account.

Inside and outside the tent are completely different feelings.

Seeing the sky full of flowers, a dreamy cherry blossom forest, Zhimeng was in a trance for a moment, and soon came back to his senses, and together with Xia Youjie, he became vigilant about his surroundings.

But the strange thing is that they were already in the tent, and they were sure that the target was a super-level curse spirit, but they couldn't see the mantra power at all, let alone the breath of the curse spirit.

"Wu, have you found your target?"

Zhimeng asked.

He has experienced the special features of the Six Eyes, so he naturally knows that Wu Tian has an advantage over them in terms of finding spell spirits.

Gojo Satoru had already taken off his sunglasses and put them away. He looked around and couldn't help frowning: "There is no magic spirit here at all, those old men are not lying to us!"

"Probably not." Xia Youjie denied this, and looked at the normal cherry blossom forest in front of him.

"The curse spirit must exist, but it's just somewhere we haven't found—"

"Field!" Wujo Satoru suddenly said, thinking of the standard field of super-level magic spirits, he understood the reason why he didn't find the target.

"The ability of that special magic spirit may be to hide aura or something, so its domain may have a similar ability."

Zhimeng's heart moved: "Could it be that when we entered the tent, we were already in the realm of the curse spirit?"

After the words fell, Wutiao Wu's hand was already condensed, and he smiled wildly and said: "Is it right? You will know if you try it."

The next moment, the thrown Cang made a huge explosion in the cherry blossom forest.

At the same time as a deep pit appeared in the distance, white mist began to spread upward on the ground——

"Watch your step!" Seeing this, Xia Youjie, who had been on guard all the time, instantly released a flying curse spirit, and stretched out his hand to pull Zhimeng: "Zhimeng, Wu, come up quickly!"

A tall, slender and ugly curse spirit was filled with three people. Xia Youjie controlled it to fly into the sky.

"It's useless." Zhimeng frowned: "The fog will rise."

"Then violently demolish it!"

This time Gojo Satoru condensed multiple blues and smashed them to the ground.

"Boom boom-"

Accompanied by the explosion, there was a white mist that suddenly became thicker and thicker.Not only did they not disappear, but they soared as if stimulated.

Soon, the white mist below had covered the tops of the cherry trees.

Xia Youjie has already controlled the flying mantra to fly to the highest point in the tent.

The three of them watched closely the changes below, and naturally discovered that Cang just now was useless at all.

No, it can't be said that it is useless, but the fog below is too thick, and it is impossible to see the specific situation on the ground at all.

"Still can't see the curse spirit." Gojo Satoru was a little surprised.

"The fog seems to have the effect of blocking the line of sight."

Even his six eyes can't see through the fog below now.

"Do you want to go into the fog?" Xia Youjie frowned, disapproving of this proposal.

Who knows if this white mist has other abilities, such as being poisonous or something.

No matter how powerful they are, they are only flesh and blood, and they will stop eating when they encounter poison.

Gojo Satoru volunteered, "Then I'll go down and have a look."

Although his infinite spells don't seem to be anti-virus, it doesn't matter, as long as he goes down to find the spell spirit and deal with it in time, it will be fine.

"Wait!" Zhimeng grabbed Wujo Wutiao, who was about to jump off, and fixed his eyes on a place below: "Look there, it's shining!"

"Where—be careful!" Xia Youjie was about to look over, but found several branches suddenly protruding from the fog below, and he immediately controlled the spell to dodge.

Those who couldn't escape were cut off by Zhimeng drawing his sword, or interrupted by Gojo Wu punching.

As soon as these branches came out, the white mist below suddenly faded a lot. The ability to see nothing clearly just now seemed to disappear, and the visibility soared, and the scene below could already be vaguely seen clearly.

I saw that, apart from a few obvious big craters smashed out by Cang, there was a cherry tree still blooming with pink flowers.

No, that can no longer be called a cherry tree.

Two eyes and mouths that looked like Halloween pumpkins appeared on those cherry trees with thick trunks that had grown for many years, looking extremely evil.

"What is this? A Halloween cherry tree?" Gojo Satoru, who was the first to see clearly below, said enthusiastically.

"Or is this the legendary tree demon? No wonder it's a super imaginary curse spirit!"

Breaking off the attacking branches with a punch, Xia Youjie reminded: "Don't look at Wu, can you go down and cut down those trees directly."

"No problem, it's up to me." Wutiao Wutiao responded, and then hit the attacking branch again, jumping directly when the new round of attack did not appear.

Weaving Dream clenched the knife: "I am also together."

"Wait, let me lower the altitude first."

With that said, Xia Youjie controlled the descent of the curse spirit so that weaving dreams could land conveniently.

Zhimeng didn't reject his kindness, and when the curse spirit had descended to about the same height, he chopped off a branch with a knife and jumped down.

Noticing that Wutiao Wu, who jumped down first, was still wrestling with the branches on the ground, Xia Youjie also took the opportunity to call out a few stronger curse spirits he had subdued before and throw them down, letting Zhimeng buy time to cut down the tree.

At the same time, Gojo Satoru gave up attacking the branches, and cast an infinite spell on the cherry forest; Zhimeng, with the help of the magic spirits, chopped off at the grim-faced tree demon——

After the Cang explosion, a huge pit appeared on the spot, but the existence of the suspected dryad still stood in the pit, unscathed.

Zhimeng hit with all his strength, but it went straight through the tree demon's body, slashed through the air, and almost lost his body.

"What—" Gojo Satoru was rarely stunned.

Unexpectedly, it is not an entity? !

But those branches that came over clearly had entities!

Weaving Meng was also stunned, never expecting that these tree demon-like curse spirits are not real entities.

...Sure enough, I still care about the flash just now.

Seeing this, Xia Youjie, who was flying above to attract the firepower of the branches, shouted loudly: "Wu, dream weaving, and attack the forest at the same time, maybe the curse spirit can be transferred in these phantoms!"

It is possible.

Gojo Wu laughed loudly, and several people gathered around his fingertips: "Interesting, but I am the strongest!"

After the words fell, he jumped up, and all the canopy condensed around his body fell to the woods below.

"Wait, Weaving Dream is still below!"

He narrowly retracted his curse spirit, looked at the place below that was almost completely affected by Cang, and even the branches that attacked were all blown off, Xia Youjie wanted to hit someone in a moment of anger.

Can't we let him connect Weaving Dream first and then enlarge the move!

"It's okay, it's okay." Gojo Satoru, who suddenly mastered himself and used the magic power to stay in the air, waved his hand at him with a relaxed expression: "Just now Zhimeng copied my infinite spell, self-protection is still no problem."

Xia Youjie relaxed a little when he thought that Zhimeng pulled Wutiao Wu back when he was in the sky just now, and he must have copied it at that time.

"Then you are too reckless."

After blaming him, taking advantage of the fact that there were no branches to attack, Xia Youjie shouted down, "Zhimeng, are you alright?"

The dust caused by the explosion below gradually dissipated, and he quickly got a response: "I'm fine, don't worry!"

But when the words fell, the unknown dryad curse spirit below, who had not suffered any damage, suddenly let out a sharp roar as if it had been touched, and at the same time desperately attacked in one direction.

Seeing that it was Zhimeng's location, Gojo Satoru immediately fell from the sky, controlled the No Lower Limit spell to bounce back and attack, and because the No Lower Limit and No Lower Limit offset, he successfully picked up Zhimeng's waist and flew into the sky.

Immediately, there were tree branches chasing after them, and the ten branches of the tree were intertwined to form a sharp-pointed, spear-like weapon that stabbed at the two of them.

Before Zhimeng could make a move, Gojo Satoru directly grabbed his sword, dropped a few points, and raised his hand to slash at the spear made of branches, successfully cutting it in half.

At the same time, the spell tool customized by Teacher Ye Moth for Weaving Dream also broke into several sections and fell from the sky to the ground.

Wujo Wutiao clicked his tongue: "Sure enough, it's not strong."

It's as if he wasn't the one who cut off the knife.

However, it is only a quasi-level [-] magic tool, and it is still reluctant to deal with super-level magic spirits.

Xia Youjie approached in time, stretched out his hand to pull Zhimeng onto the curse spirit below him, and then rose into the sky, leaving Wujo Wu to deal with the next round of attacks.

The first to start was a few degrees higher than his heat, Xia Youjie worried: "Is it okay? The sequelae of Wu's operation are too great."

"It's okay." Even though the unlimited spell was turned off soon, Zhimeng's head was still hot and dizzy.

This time, he just copied it hastily, but failed to copy Gojo Satoru's Six Eyes.Without the assistance of Six Eyes, it is really difficult to use unlimited spells.

Fortunately, he remembered that feeling last time, so he successfully used the infinite spell, otherwise he would be seriously injured by Cang.

Zhimeng tried his best to maintain his sanity. Now that Xia Youjie is protecting him, he has the time to observe the things in his hands.

yes, stuff.

When I was just below, I realized that attacking Zhimeng was useless, and I remembered the flash I saw when I was in the sky, so I deliberately searched for it, and found this transparent bead that seemed to be filled with powder mist under a tree.

"What is this?" Xia Youjie saw it from the corner of his eye and asked.

"It's the key to solving the super curse spirit." Zhimeng replied solemnly.

He always felt that this bead was very important.

Xia Youjie's heart skipped a beat: "That's why those tree demons attacked you crazily just now?"

"Yeah." Zhimeng nodded: "Please help me delay for a while, I think this bead is the key."

Xia Youjie understood, and believed him without hesitation: "Wu and I will help you."

As he said that, he shouted to Gojo Wujo: "Wujo, hold on a little longer."

Relying on the tacit understanding between them, Gojo Goto below immediately understood what his friend meant, and naturally responded readily.

It just so happened that he was already impatient with the tree demon who seemed to be endlessly cut and had no substance.

So, maintaining the operation of the infinite spell, Gojo Satoru gave up the most convenient big move so far, changed to a new gesture, and used a new spell——

"Hey!"

After the words fell, the branch that should have attacked him still attacked, but the counterattack that should have appeared did not happen.

The branches crossed Wutiao Wu and besieged them, Xia Youjie couldn't help but look at the black lines: "What are you doing, Wu!"

"Tsk!" Gojo Gojo reactivated Cang unhappily: "Failed."

Another wave of branches was repelled, but there were still countless waves of attacks waiting to be launched, as if they wanted to consume them alive here.

Seeing the current situation clearly, Xia Youjie's heart sank slowly.

This time, they were the ones who made it up.

He looked at Zhimeng: "Zhimeng, we—"

"I understand!" Weaving Meng interrupted their words, staring at the beads in his hands brightly.

At the same time, the tree demon curse spirits below seemed to have sensed something, and gave up or even bypassed the difficult Wutiao Wu, but kept pushing him away if they couldn't.

Then frantically waved the branches, intertwined to strengthen themselves, and went towards Zhimeng with the fastest and strongest attack——

Xia Youjie shrank his pupils sharply, trying to control the curse spirit to avoid it, but found that the curse spirit under him was stiff and unable to move.

Without hesitation, he stretched out his hand to Zhimeng, who was the target of the branches attacking: "Quickly hide—"

Seeing this, Wujo Wutiao, who was intercepted in the distance, activated Cang without hesitation, and rushed towards Zhimeng regardless of the explosion, aiming at those branches to gather Cang—

"These, all, all, are, are, and are false!"

The moment the words fell, the tip of the branch that was about to touch Zhimeng's face froze in mid-air.

Cang, who arrived at the same time, severely blew up the branches in mid-air, but only part of the sawdust was blown off.

Looking at the attack that stopped in front of him, Xia Youjie, who grabbed Zhimeng's shoulder, resisted the idea of ​​pulling him over to avoid it.

Zhimeng looked at the sharp branches in front of him without fear, and continued to emphasize: "Fake!"

In the next moment, the attack in front of him, and even the tree demon forest below, all turned into a thick white mist in an instant.

There were no branches to stop him from approaching, Gojo Wu came to Zhimeng's side almost instantly, together with Xia Youjie, watched Zhimeng pick up the light pink bead, and let the white mist below be sucked into it like a thread , forming a ball with the powder mist inside.

After a while, all the white mist below disappeared, and the hole made by Cang on the ground also disappeared, as if there had never been a battle below, only a dreamy cherry forest that existed before.

The cherry blossoms are flying, which is too beautiful to behold.

Only then did Zhimeng heave a sigh of relief, looking at the beads in his hand, he said happily: "Successful!"

Xia Youjie looked at the beads, and then at the bottom where it had returned to normal, and he felt relieved.

He smiled and said, "Thanks to Zhimeng."

"I also ran into it by mistake, thanks to Jie and Wu who helped me delay the time." Weaving Meng turned his head and smiled back.

"Zhimeng, show me this bead." Gojo Satoru was attracted by this bead, and reached out to ask for it.

Zhimeng handed it to him without hesitation, and said: "Be careful, this bead is very magical, don't make another super magic spirit."

Yes, when he just explored it, he discovered that it was a magical bead, which contained wonderful power.

That kind of power that seems to be able to change at will with imagination——

"Zhimeng, this bead looks like you!"

Zhimeng came back to his senses, looked at Wujo Wujo who had spoken out, and then looked at the beads he was pinching on his fingertips.

"Ok??"

Inside the transparent bead, there are white mist and powder mist flowing in it, unpredictable.

Gojo Satoru had a subtle expression on his face. He placed the beads between the three of them and gestured, "Look, the fog inside can change its shape in a short while, and can form any shape—isn't this the dream-weaving technique?"

It can't be said that it has nothing to do with the dream weaving technique he saw, it can only be said that it is exactly the same.

Zhimeng was stunned: "I have never seen this bead..."

Xia Youjie smiled helplessly, and explained: "Wu means that since the spells are similar, you can learn from them. One day in the future, you will become stronger than the spell spirit just now."

"Probably that's what it means." Gojo Satoru held the bead, and suddenly sat on the back of the curse spirit and sat down beside Zhimeng, stretched out his hand to brush his hair, and complained while rubbing: "No physical attack is useless or something too It's cunning, it's like hitting the air, the experience is too bad..."

The brain was still a little dazed about weaving dreams, and subconsciously replied: "But those are all fake..."

"It's better to say that we think it's real, so the attack is real." According to Zhimeng's last behavior, Xia Youjie also figured out some meaning.

Gojo Wujo paused for a moment, then rubbed vigorously again: "It's because it's fake that makes me even more upset!"

Feel like being tricked!

Seeing that Zhimeng's extremely smooth long hair was crumpled into a chicken coop, Xia Youjie reached out to stop Gojo Wu, and kindly reminded Zhimeng by the way.

"Dream weaving, let's develop the technique in this direction in the future. Although it is difficult to deal with as an enemy, it will be very powerful when it becomes your own power."

Especially when facing Gojo Satoru, it would be even better if you can rub the opponent's arrogance!

Hearing what he meant, Gojo Gojo squinted at this sinister smiling man with small eyes: "Do you want to fight, Jay?"

Because just after the battle, the mantra has not completely subsided, and now that he is being stimulated, Gojo Satoru is surrounded by surging mana.

Xia Youjie was not afraid at all, and the magic power that seemed to be burning appeared all over his body. He smiled and said, "Go down and fight?"

Sitting between the two of them, being stroked by their hair, he was relieved by the end of the battle. At this moment, Zhimeng, who was drowsy from the sequelae, seemed to see two blue flames enveloping him in a daze.

Ugh, so sleepy...fire, flames...

...It doesn't matter, Wu is here, Jie is calling...

So Zhimeng fell asleep directly.

Seeing that the sleeping Zhimeng was about to fall headfirst, Gojo Wu and Xia Youjie came back to their senses and hurriedly grabbed his arm.

Unexpectedly, Gojo Satoru's hand holding the bead suddenly emitted a white light, instantly enveloping the three people connected together——

In the next second, there was no one on the back of the flying mantra.

Flying Mantra:? ? ?

***

Dusky sky, remote park.

Weaving Meng in a coma, the two speechless.

On the bench in the park, Gojo Wu and Xia Youjie looked at each other for a moment, and finally Gojo Wu surrendered first.

"Okay, okay, it's my fault. I'll call Teacher Noctua first and ask him to pick us up."

As he spoke, he took out his cell phone from his pocket, tapped it and made a call.

Then, he heard a sweet voice telling him, sorry this number is empty.

Gojo Satoru was shocked: "Even if Teacher Ye Mo hates me, there is no need to change the number and not tell me!"

"I'm very relieved that you still have self-knowledge, but Teacher Ye Moth is not your kind." Xia Youjie smiled and insulted his friend, and then let the unconscious Zhimeng lean on his shoulder, freeing one hand to hit him. I got a phone call from Jiarui Nizi.

Then, the same voice came from the phone.

"Sorry, the number you dialed is empty."

This time, Xia Youjie was also silent.

"It's impossible for Teacher Ye Moth and Nitro to change their numbers collectively." Gojo Satoru said softly, and looked up at the sky full of sunset glow with his blue pupils.

"Compared to their sudden change of number, it is more likely that we are no longer in the original world!"

——The sky in this world is too clean.

Xia Youjie immediately looked at him, stretched out his hand and said, "Where's the bead? Give it to me."

He remembered that the light seemed to spread from the other side.

Gojo Satoru opened his hand, revealing the transparent beads inside.

"I've looked at it and it looks like it's drained of energy."

The white mist and powder mist that moved inside disappeared, leaving only a layer of transparent glass beads on the outside.

Xia Youjie took a fixed look at the transparent beads that looked like ordinary glass beads, raised his head and asked him, "What did you do just now?"

"I didn't do anything." Gojo Satoru thought for a while, and then repeated: "Didn't I want to fight with you then? I thought it would be inconvenient to go to a different place—"

His voice paused, obviously finding out the reason.

"...So we're here?" Xia Youjie looked at him weakly.

"I remember Zhimeng told you to be careful..."

"Cough, don't worry about this for now, Zhimeng hasn't woken up yet." With a light cough, Wujo Wu put away the beads and reached out to touch Zhimeng's forehead, which still felt a little hot.

"It seems that I still have a fever, go buy some antipyretics."

As he spoke, he took out his sunglasses and put them on, then picked up Zhimeng, identified the direction and left.

Xia Youjie was also worried about Zhimeng, so he got up and followed.

On the way to find the pharmacy, they ran into a few gangsters who were not good-looking and tried to rob them, but Xia Youjie easily solved them one by one with a smile.

After "friendly" asking them for the direction of the pharmacy, the two ignored the gangsters who were knocked down and planned to buy medicine first.

After all, the most important thing now is to cure Weaving Dream first.

Successfully found the pharmacy, the clerk who guarded the store looked at the white-haired boy and the black-haired ball-headed boy who came in with a tall man in a black uniform and sunglasses, and his expression remained unchanged. Smiling and asking what they were going to write.

"A box of antipyretics."

As he said that, Gojo Satoru, who was just about to take out his card, suddenly remembered that they were in a different world, and his card might not be able to be swiped.

Xia Youjie also thought of this, reached out his hand to take out his wallet, took out a banknote with Fukuzawa Yukichi's face on it, and handed it over.

The clerk's smile disappeared: "Customer, are you kidding me?"

Xia Youjie was stunned: "What joke?"

Seeing this, the clerk sneered: "Even if the customer wants to use counterfeit / banknotes, there is no need to insult me ​​with such fake counterfeit / banknotes, right? Are you looking down on us Hong Kong / black?"

Is this an insult to put his IQ on the ground? !

Wujo Wutiao's eyes flickered slightly: "Is this a counterfeit banknote? What is it really like?"

The clerk paused, feeling inexplicably afraid of this tall man in sunglasses, so he simply showed them a [-] yuan note.

Both of them were printed with ten thousand yuan, but the banknotes with different portraits were compared together, and Wu Tiaowu and Xia Youjie were silent.

...Well, they are convinced that this is really another world.

Back on the park bench where they had fallen again, the two were silent for a moment, and Gojo Satoru suddenly sighed.

"If I knew it earlier, we should have countered the robbery before."

Instead of leaving the pharmacy without money as it is now.

At this moment, a red-haired young man in a beige windbreaker walked across the road in front of them.But because the other party didn't have any malicious intentions, they didn't care about it as passers-by.

"What should we do now? Zhimeng still has a fever?" Real money has become fake/money, and in a different world where people are unfamiliar, Xia Youjie is rarely worried.

"I'm so hungry... Let's go eat black, Jie."

Sunglasses covered his face, and the white-haired boy said in a deep voice, "At least, let Zhimeng's fever go away."

"I'm already stupid, what if I become even more stupid?"

Xia Youjie was silent for a moment, thinking about how they were robbed before——

"If you don't mind, come to my house?"

It's just that the red-haired young man passing by suddenly turned around and invited the two teenagers who were thinking about cheating and about to go astray.

"I have antipyretics at home."

***

Another world, weaving dreams... Worrying.