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

They returned to their original world.

Back to the time and place where they disappeared.

The human-shaped mantra turned into mist and dissipated, but Gojo Wu and Xia Youjie were in no mood to pay attention to him at this time.

The two confronted each other, and Gojo Satoru was the first to ask the question.

"Jay, are you still sticking to your guns?"

"Wu, will you agree to my invitation?"

Facing Xia Youjie's rhetorical question, the scene fell into silence.

The next moment, they fought together using physical techniques.

This pair of best friends from the past started their last battle!

In the end, it ended with Xia Youjie flying upside down and hitting the wall behind him.

Gojo Satoru's merciless strength was enough to make Xia Youjie smash a human-shaped hole into the stone wall, and was seriously injured instantly.

"Cough cough cough..."

Xia Youjie, who was almost embedded in the wall, couldn't stop coughing up blood. The blood was accompanied by fragments of internal organs, staining his jaw red, but he didn't even have the strength to wipe it off with his hand.

Gojo Satoru watched him cough up blood, and slowly raised his hand to him——

"Jay."

The black-haired young man who barely stopped coughing raised his head, but smiled at him.

The next moment, the wall collapsed instantly under the effect of the spell, submerging him in it.

At the same time, Gojo Satoru seemed to be complaining.

"In the end, you said something cursing."*

……

The super curse master Xia Youjie was confirmed dead, Yi Gu Youtai succeeded in breaking the curse, and the rest of the curse masters were repelled, and the magic circle regained its peace.

Gojo Satoru looked up at the sky, feeling like everything in the parallel world was just a beautiful dream——

It was a dream he had because of Jie.

But the facts have proved that dreams can wake up, and people have to face reality.

……

"I haven't come to class yet, where did that unscrupulous teacher go!"

In the first grade classroom, Maki Zenin made a dissatisfied voice.

Panda scratched his head in embarrassment: "Maybe Wu has something important to delay..."

The pandas didn't believe what they said.

Dog Curlythorn: "...salmon."

Yi Gu Youtai echoed weakly: "Panda is right..."

Chanyuan Maki glanced around and sneered mercilessly.

"I don't even believe the nonsense you say!"

Suddenly, there was an awkward silence in the classroom.

At this moment, the door of the classroom was suddenly opened, and the unscrupulous teacher they were talking about just now walked in with a black blindfold and a package.

"Good morning everyone!"

After saying hello, the white-haired young man said with a natural expression: "Since everyone is here, let's go to the task together~"

"So why are you late? You don't even have an explanation!"

"Haha, it's not important, Maki..."

"You unscrupulous teacher!"

……

Night, cemetery.

A figure appeared furtively, and after confirming something, he pulled out the spell tool without hesitation and started digging the grave.

"What are you doing?"

Startled by the sudden faint voice, the figure suddenly looked up, and saw the human-shaped curse spirit flying under the moonlight, holding a flower branch.

The pupils of the figure shrank slightly, and the mantra smiled at him, and said softly.

"What a coincidence, are you also here to dig a grave?"

The sudden sense of crisis forced the figure to speak: "Wait, we are not enemies!"

It's the deep female voice, and her fast words.

"You are Leu Hu's companion, right? He told me about you, and said that he would take me to see you when he has time!"

The curse spirit, who was about to make a move, turned the flower branch lightly according to the strength, and the delicate and beautiful flower at the tip gently slid across the cheek of the female curse master, bringing a touch like a dragonfly on water.

"It's someone Louhu knows." Curse Ling looked at her with a smile.

"So, what are you doing now?"

The eyes of the female curser with an obvious suture line on her forehead were dim. After a moment of silence, she smiled reluctantly and said, "I suddenly remembered that I still have something to do at home, so I won't bother you. Farewell!"

The curse spirit smiled even more: "That's it, then we will see you next time."

The female curse master nodded to him and withdrew without hesitation.

Seeing the people walking away, Mana Ling looked down at the tomb below and sighed.

"Is digging graves so popular these days?"

As he spoke, he lightly waved the flower branch in his hand, and the grave soil was automatically separated, and the well-buried coffin was opened by itself, revealing the black-haired one-armed young man inside.

The curse spirit bent down to pick up the person, and then gently waved the flower branch, and the wide-open tomb returned to its original shape in the blink of an eye.

At the same time, the curse spirit on the side also disappeared.

In the deep mountains, among the dense forests, a dreamlike flower tree stands here with mist floating in it.

The pink flowers on the flower tree do not fade all year round, and the petals are always stretched and blooming in anger. The scattered petals rain down, which is beautiful and romantic.

And above this beautiful rain of petals, the beautiful curse spirit is lying on the flower branches and taking a nap.

As the flower branches swayed with the wind, the figure of the mantra spirit also became illusory and uncertain.

"Hey, weaving dreams!"

The volcano-headed curse spirit who suddenly broke into this pure land shouted carelessly.

"Don't sleep Zhimeng, I will introduce you to a new ally!"

On the branch of the flower tree, the slender eyelashes of the pink fir's curse spirit trembled slightly, and she opened her ink-like eyes to look at the person coming, her tone was light and unreal.

"It's a leak."

Leu Hu has long been used to his ethereal appearance, as if he will disappear in the next moment, and said straight.

"Hua Yu and the others are here, you are the only one missing, let's go."

Speaking of Hua Yu, the curse spirit on the flower tree immediately became much more energetic, and appeared next to the volcano head curse spirit in the next second, stroking the long hair hanging in front of him with his fingers, and said with a smile.

"Then let's go."

In Tuogen's domain, the blue sea stretches as far as the eye can see, and the beach on the seaside is just sunny.

This is the gathering place where the spell spirits often come, and the specific location varies depending on where Tuogen is located.

At this time, Zhimeng, Huayu, Daoist, and Tuogen from the sea arrived early, and were sitting or lying on the beach, waiting for the so-called allies to be brought by Liuhu.

"Zhimeng Zhimeng, what have you been doing lately?"

The face was covered with sutures, and the blue medium-length hair was combed into three strands. The curse spirit with a pair of strange-colored eyes asked innocently.

"You seem to have become weaker!"

Under the parasol, the black-haired Curse Ling lying on the deck chair had half-closed eyes and his expression remained unchanged.

On the side, Hua Yu looked at his beautiful companion who was like an elf on the recliner, and uttered words that he didn't understand, but his brain automatically came up with the corresponding meaning.

"Why did you become weak? What did you do?"

Hearing Huayu's concern, Zhimeng smiled sideways at her: "I did a small experiment, it's okay, it will recover soon."

Hua Yu felt relieved, stretched out her unwrapped right hand and gently stroked his head, silently conveying gentle spell power to him.

As if the comfortable feeling of being wrapped in hot spring came, Zhimeng couldn't help reaching out and hugging Huayu's thick arm, squinting his eyes to enjoy her feeding.

Seeing this, the real person at the side immediately laughed and approached: "I'll help you recover too!"

Zhimeng said without looking back: "If you don't behave, I will turn you into a puppy."

The punctured real person smiled for a moment, then recovered, and touched Zhimeng's long black hair with an innocent look.

"I just want to help weave dreams."

Then, as he said, he began to send spell power to Zhimeng.

Zhimeng didn't pick anything, and accepted them all bluntly, treating the other party as a magic power conveyor with no emotion.

Gradually, with the passage of time, Zhimeng's expression remained normal, but Daoist's spell power was somewhat exhausted.

The smile on his face faded little by little, feeling that his spell power was like entering the sea into Zhimeng's body, but he couldn't even turn the waves, the real person really felt the strength of this companion.

Even though Zhimeng didn't know how to weaken himself, his strength still crushed him!

The real person laughed again, a happy and romantic smile.

It's great that his companion is so powerful!

Just at this moment, Leu Hu led a person into Tuo Gen's domain.

The real man who was almost sucked out of his spell power immediately made a welcoming gesture and withdrew his hand, and said to Liu Hu sincerely.

"Welcome back, is this the ally who wants to join us?"

Under the eyes of Zhimeng, Huayu and Haizhong Tuogen looking over, Lehu gave them a brief introduction.

"This is Knotweed Kaori, a curse master who intends to join us."

"This is Zhenren, Huayu, Zhimeng and Tuogen, my companions."

The female curse master with an obvious suture on her forehead smiled friendly at the curse spirits: "Hello."

Her gaze was fixed on Zhimeng, her voice was low and hoarse: "We meet again, Zhimeng."

Zhimeng's reaction was flat, he half leaned on the recliner, played with Huayu's big hand, and replied casually: "Oh, what a coincidence."

The female curse master couldn't help but think of the phrase "good coincidence" she heard when digging the grave, her smile froze slightly.

"Have you met?" Liu Hu looked at the two of them, and skipped the topic after getting Zhimeng's nod.

"I'll talk about the rest later. Let's get straight to the point. Knotweed has a good plan."

"What plan?" Zhenren looked at the face of Knotweed Kaori that didn't match the soul, and showed an interested smile.

"How to seal the plan of the strongest magician-Gojo Satoru."

The female curse master looked at Weaving Dream with a confident and determined look.

"In today's conjuration world, our biggest obstacle is Wujo Wu. As long as he is solved, other conjurers will not be afraid!"

And she also managed to attract Zhimeng's attention, she gave up the big palm she was playing with, and the curse spirit, who was more than a little bit better looking than her companions, looked up at her.

"Oh? Then tell me."

If not, kill her.

The female curser begins to tell of her plans.

It's roughly how to use tricks to take away the special-grade magic tool Prison Gate that was placed in the Tokyo High School of Conjuration, and then use the Prison Gate to seal Wujo Wu.

Of course, the most important one, the one that played a key role was Wujo Wu's best friend, Xia Youjie's body.

Coupled with her different soul shape from the appearance, the real person understood her meaning: "So you want to occupy that Xia Youjie's body?"

"Yes, this is an essential part." The female curse master looked at Zhimeng again, her eyes could be said to be explicit.

But Zhimeng didn't respond yet, and Louhu spoke first: "If I go and solve Gojo Satoru, then give me that special magic tool."

Then Zhimeng poured cold water on him without hesitation: "I declare in advance that if you die, I will not avenge you."

After all—"I don't want to confront Gojo Satoru."

Leu Hu became angry instantly, and glared at him with one eye: "What do you mean? Do you think I will lose?"

"Do not."

With Leuhu's slightly relaxed expression, Zhimeng, who had personally experienced Wujou's strength, said sincerely: "I think you will die."

Liu Hu was taken aback for a moment, and then immediately became furious.

"Zhimeng, are you looking for a fight!"

As he spoke, the volcano above his head even erupted into flames out of anger, which was very fitting.

However, Zhimengli ignored him and smiled at the female curse master: "Your plan is very feasible and worth a try."

The female curse master was overjoyed uncontrollably, but she still controlled her expression and reminded.

"Then, Xia Youjie's body..."

Zhimeng's smile remained unchanged: "It's just right, I also want to introduce an alliance to everyone."

After the words fell, he attracted the attention of all his companions.

Xia Youjie woke up from the darkness, feeling as if he had had a dark and ominous dream.

In the dream, he was personally killed by his former best friend.

Slowly opening his eyes, he saw a familiar yet unfamiliar face.

The beautiful and unparalleled Curse Spirit smiled at him: "Welcome back, Jie!"

***

I am walking on the road to my ideal, and the road is long and difficult.