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

Before the Kyoto sister school exchange meeting in July, the three dream-weaving trio who were crazy about the task first charged up the bead.

Familiar white mist and powder mist circulate in it, unpredictable and dreamlike.

"We can go~"

Looking at the beads on his wrist, Zhimeng cheered, but thinking of something, he looked at his two friends.

"Ms. Ye Moth said that the sister school exchange meeting is very important. Should we go after we attend? Or go now?"

"Is there still a choice?" Gojo Satoru replied naturally: "Of course I should go now."

There is no such thing as a different world that is so attractive in an exchange meeting where chickens peck each other.

Xia Youjie had no objection: "Anyway, the time of the two sides is different, so it's the same when we come back to participate."

They all said so, and Zhimeng naturally had no objection, so he said directly: "Then let's go back to the college first, and the location will be in the dormitory. It won't be easy to attract suspicion when we come back."

So, the three got into the car and asked the assistant supervisor to take them back to the high school.

Arriving at the high school, on the way back to the dormitory, the three of them met the second-year seniors who were going to buy drinks. Gojo Satoru waved hello with a bright smile, and almost fell to the ground in fright.

No way, ever since they tried to teach Wujo Wu a lesson but the other party rebelled against his teaching, they have recognized the essence of Wujo Wu's great demon king. They were afraid of being beaten, and when they saw the other party, they remembered the beating they had suffered before...

Fortunately, because they were going to another world for vacation, Gojo Satoru didn't continue to scare them, and left after saying hello.

The three returned to the dormitory, and did not set off immediately, but cleaned themselves up first, took a shower and changed into uniforms.

After all, the weather is so hot now, after running outside for most of the day, and doing tasks that require hands-on work, it is impossible to say that there is not a drop of sweat.

Just as Zhimeng had just finished washing his hair and was wiping his hair, Wujo Wu and Xia Youjie, who had already tidied themselves up, came in each with a hair dryer, and they all said that it would be faster to blow their hair with this one.

Zhimeng suddenly realized, before they could continue to say anything, he asked them to blow his hair with two hair dryers together.

Because——"Two together will be faster."

Zhimeng said so, with reason and evidence, unable to refute, and successfully interrupted the new round of dispute between the two.

I don't know why, but I always feel that Zhimeng is becoming more and more comfortable when facing them, as if he has evolved... an illusion?

With this kind of subtle thought in mind, Wujo Wu and Xia Youjie, who turned on the hair dryer and blow half of their hair by themselves, felt even more subtle.

Sure enough, it's not an illusion, Zhimeng must have evolved!

Under the action of two hair dryers, Zhimeng's hair dried quickly.

After thanking the two, Zhimeng asked them to blow his hair again, while he went to the bathroom and tied himself a high ponytail in front of the mirror.

There's no way, it's too hot to have loose hair in Xia Tian, ​​and he's been wearing a ponytail for the past few days.

When weaving dream is done like this, Wujo Wu and Xia Youjie's side will be almost done.

The three of them gathered again in Zhimeng's dormitory, and they all tidied themselves up. Zhimeng even brought his own magic tools to deal with possible crises in the other world.

As for Gojo Wu and Xia Youjie, they put on clean college uniforms like Zhimeng. Apart from the slightly bulging pockets of their trousers, Zhimeng didn't know what they brought.

Seeing that they were all ready, Zhimeng took off the beads on his wrists, put his hands together, put them in his palms, and looked up at the two of them to ask.

"So, what kind of different world do Jie and Wu want to go to?"

The white-haired boy and the black-haired ball-headed boy looked at each other and handed over the choice to Zhimeng.

"Choose Dreamweaving."

"It doesn't matter what world it is."

On the one hand, it is because they are very confident in their own strength, and they are not afraid of even the most dangerous world.

On the other hand, it is known from the news from the future that weaving dream happened in a special mission two years later, and what they said in the future to be vigilant is also what happened in their world.

From this, it can be seen that nothing happened in the different world that would threaten them.

Therefore, the two teenagers let Zhimeng choose freely without any pressure.

"Then let me choose."

Zhimeng didn't refuse either, and said directly after the two grabbed his arms.

"I want to go, the world where you can become stronger——"

In the middle of the night, the moon is dim and the stars are hidden.

In the village under the night sky, a fight between humans and ghosts is unfolding——

The pink and white knife light is as beautiful as petals, but it implies a dangerous killing intent.

The silver-blue ice lotus is in full bloom, and the vines and cold air derived from it have also turned into murderous intent that follows everywhere.

The gorgeous yet murderous attacks intersected and collided, evenly matched and continuous.

But with the passage of time, the pink and white petals seemed to be exhausted, but the ice lotus's offensive did not decrease but increased.

Holding a pair of golden iron fans, the white-oak-haired youth smiled carefreely at his opponent.

"It's hard, isn't it? Do you feel like you can't breathe?"

His opponent was a girl wearing a butterfly hairpin, whose beautiful face could not be concealed even by her embarrassing injuries. She was struggling to breathe.

"You, you... poison the ice!"

"Yes~" The attack was slightly slow, the young man with white oak hair, his smile gradually became compassionate.

"When I attack, the ice crystals I throw out are poisonous~"

"So, stop struggling, beautiful lady." Looking at the girl who still chose to resist, his expression became more and more compassionate.

"Merge with me, let's go to bliss—"

Contrary to his compassionate expression and gentle tone, it was his next attack without hesitation!

But when his sharp iron fan touched the girl, a sudden attack knocked him back a few steps and exploded, and suddenly something cold passed through his chest——

"puff--"

The white-oak-haired young man spat out blood abruptly from the beating. He looked at the source of the attack, his eyes were cold and ruthless, but his smile remained the same.

"Ah, it's Miss's helper who came—"

"boom--"

Back in time a few minutes ago-

In the early morning night, three teenagers quietly appeared outside the village.

I only felt that after the eyes were black and white, as soon as I opened my eyes, the three of them went to a strange place.

Gojo Satoru opened his eyes slightly, watching with relish through the sunglasses: "The style of these houses is so old-fashioned——"

Listening to his intentionally elongated tone, Zhimeng and Xia Youjie also looked around in the moonlight. Wherever they looked, they were all quaint wooden buildings.

"This time we..." Xia Youjie pondered, "Did we come to the ancient times before modern times?"

Zhimeng blinked and commented: "It looks so novel."

I am used to seeing modern cement products and high-rise buildings. At first glance, this simple wooden building is really novel.

The breeze blew gently, bringing a little fishy and sweet smell, which made Zhimeng's smile pause slightly.

The black-haired boy with a high ponytail frowned slightly, and looked towards where the wind was blowing: "Jie, Wu, there is a bloody smell over there."

His five senses have always been sharp, and he is not in the mood to deceive people in this kind of thing. Gojo Wu and Xia Youjie followed his gaze.

In an instant, the expression of the white-haired boy changed.

"Let's go!"

After the words fell, Wujo Wu galloped away like an arrow leaving the string.

Zhimeng and Xia Youjie immediately caught up and rushed into the village ahead together.

As it got closer, the bloody smell in the air became thicker, so thick that even Gojo Wu and Xia Youjie could smell it clearly.

How much blood does it take to cause such a strong bloody smell?

Thinking of this, the complexions of the three of them were not very good.

When they finally saw the source of the bloody smell, they saw the corpses of girls all over the ground, as well as a man and a woman fighting not far away.

Seeing that the white-oak-haired young man with a strange smile was about to hit the girl with the sharp golden iron fan in his hand, Zhimeng gave him a spell ball without hesitation.

After many years of practice and use, Zhimeng is now very familiar with the technique of twisting the magic power ball. He can easily roll out the magic power ball that can knock the enemy back a few steps and then explode.

Immediately afterwards, Xia Youjie summoned the curse spirit with both hands, and gave the young man with white oak hair a blow through the heart.

Ah, as for why Zhimeng directly attacked the man instead of the woman, don't ask, it's just your intuition.

Intuition that the man who smiled strangely is not a good person.

Zhimeng chose the camp in this way, Xia Youjie naturally followed up to attack, and then Gojo Wu followed up——

The product of the intersection of mantra and physical skill, black flashes appeared on the legs and the hit parts, instantly crushing the pair of golden iron fans that the white-oak-haired youth was trying to stop.

The sudden kick passed through the fragments of the golden iron fan, and directly kicked the white-oak-haired young man flying out. After smashing through the wall and the wooden house, he continued to fly backwards.

The white-haired boy who pushed up the sunglasses at some point, watched the direction the other party was flying out of, with a look of surprise on his face.

With the vision of six eyes, he saw the young man with white oak hair who was kicked out and had at least a few broken ribs. He was stuck behind a wall, as if nothing happened. Without hesitation, he dropped the broken golden iron fan and fled.

His escaping posture and speed did not look like a person who had suffered internal injuries and had several broken ribs at all.It's a person who is so healthy that he can't even go to the Olympics at that speed.

"That guy, is his resilience so good?"

The other party ran too fast and simply, Gojo Satoru didn't chase after him, instead he doubted whether the guy who escaped was human or not.

Can humans really have such a strong self-healing power?Or does the other party have the ability similar to the reversal technique?Sure enough, he is still not a human being!

On Zhimeng's side, seeing Gojo Satoru went to deal with the young man with white oak hair, he resolutely approached the girl in colorful butterfly feather weaving.

"are you OK?"

Seeing the girl who had lost her opponent covered her chest with one hand, breathing in pain, her figure was on the verge of falling, Zhimeng quickly reached out to support her.

"excuse me."

After a pause, Zhimeng looked at her worriedly: "Do you know where the nearby hospital is? I'll take you there right away!"

Seeing that Wujo Wu could solve the opponent by himself, Xia Youjie followed Zhimeng, looking at the blood-stained girl who was gasping for breath with her mouth open, she also showed a little worry.

"There may be internal injuries, and external injuries..."

Thinking of something, the black-haired ball-headed boy looked at Zhimeng: "Zhimeng, how is your reversal technique learning? Can you heal her trauma?"

Weaving Dream: "...it's half-baked."

Although, without the innate spells like Nitro, the reverse spell is really not easy to learn, and he didn't learn it for long.

And the opponent who was suddenly robbed of the name of the evil spirit, watching the evil spirit being kicked by the white-haired boy who suddenly jumped out of the missing girl - Butterfly Kanae was stunned for a moment.

She wanted to say something, but bursts of suffocating pain came from her lungs, which made her open her mouth but couldn't speak.

Hearing the two teenagers who came to support her say something she couldn't understand, Butterfly Kanae barely suppressed the pain and spoke.

"No, no need..."

She looked in the direction where the evil spirit was kicked away, pushed Zhimeng away and wanted to continue chasing regardless of her injuries, but Zhimeng and Xia Youjie tacitly grabbed both arms.

"Don't move, you are seriously injured."

Zhimeng looked at her disapprovingly, he could feel the vitality of the other party's passing away, which made him feel unspeakably impatient.

Gojo Satoru turned around and walked over, complaining slightly: "That guy's resilience is not human, and he runs really fast, so he is lucky."

And hearing what he said, Butterfly Kanae stopped struggling, and turned to look at the girls who fell on the ground not far away.

The girl who was brave and fearless even in desperate fights with evil spirits now had tears in her eyes.

"No... can't, can't forgive..."

***

A different world version of a super magic spirit? ? ?