I got the Wenhao system

The Tokyo Metropolitan High School of Conjuration stands in the suburbs, in the green mountains, the chirping of cicadas is continuous in the summer night, the weather is a little cooler, and the breeze blows the leaves to make a rustling sound.

Conjurers are short of manpower all year round, and college students also have to go out on missions frequently, and besides attending classes, they are basically used as normal combat power.

It is now 07:30 in the evening, and everyone is in their dormitory, except for those who cannot make it back from other places.

If any of them were outside, they would have seen a strange mist suddenly appear nearby.

Without any warning, the fog enveloped the school, and the range was so large that it even covered some scattered houses nearby.

At first, no one thought the fog was special.

Ordinary people who can't see the curse spirit are still doing ordinary daily things, just put down the water glass and take off their shoes...

It was as if God's hand suddenly brushed across the world, erasing everything.

The water glass that had not been stabilized was broken, and the shoelaces fell to the ground all of a sudden.

The world without humans suddenly fell silent.

What is quiet is only outside the scope of the high school of magic.

The moment the mist appeared in front of the conjurers, the fun would really begin.

The instigator of all this is hidden behind the scenes, in an unknown cave within the mist range, so inconspicuous that no one will think of taking a second look.

I don't know which is more terrifying, screaming or silence.

The person who was the culprit was just sitting there, picking out the gems in the bag boredly.

Those precious and fine gemstones were picked up by slender fingers, and after looking at them for a while.It was thrown aside like litter.

As a certain ruby ​​was thrown into the pile of gems in the corner, the person picking up the gems seemed to be bored at last, and he threw the gem bag on the ground.

The handsome young man in a white suit crossed his hands under his chin, his pure white hair without any impurities fell from his shoulders, and his bright red eyes were half closed.

There seemed to be a layer of fog covering the eyes.

"...No," Shibusawa Tatsuhiko said slowly in disappointment, "there is no 'gem' I'm looking for..."

He tossed the priceless gems for fun, only to fall into the dust and say "boring" in the end.

Of course, this is Yunjing Xingjian who has put on his vest.

[Current Bungo Stray Dog system host uses character card: Shibusawa Tatsuhiko

Skin: My version

Trait: Ability Ryuhiko, the pursuit of "special ability"

Items to carry: gems ([-] pieces)]

It was Shibusawa Tatsuhiko who was not killed by "Moonbeast".

Long Yanjian originally only affected supernatural powers and ordinary people. Now, after the blessing of the system and the energy conversion with the combat system of the different world, it has directly become including the magic formula, which can affect the world. all special abilities.

Now is the occasion of Port Mafia ten years ago, and Atsushi Nakajima and the script team will not appear, so there is not much risk, and the feature will not be triggered.

The angel who would crush his skull wasn't there after all.

At present, the biggest threat to his vest is the characteristics of other vests.

Shibusawa Tatsuhiko's script to pave the way for everything is really very practical.

Although Tatsuhiko Shibusawa is now hiding in a place where others can't see, and he is talking to himself, but Conscience Hoshikami has always supported the script to be a complete set.

Of course, those gems were not formed by the spells of the dead conjurers. The purpose of Yunjing Xingjian was not to kill people, but to wholesale gems.

The mission-related props in the system store are ridiculously expensive, and some of them have limited purchases. The most outrageous thing is the auction in the store that has the full text of the wild dog host. The key props all rely on hand speed to grab them.

Every time at zero o’clock to fight for internet speed, Yunjing Xingjian really wanted to put the money for buying things in the auction and let the system grab it by itself.

Such a large number of genuine gemstones can be sold for less than [-] yen in a package. If it weren't for the ban on selling them in the real world, Xingjian would have developed a long time ago.

If you can't sell it, it's a pile of waste, and it's no pity to throw it in the corner.

Yunjing Xingjian noticed that Long Yanjian had already taken effect within the scope of the High School of Conjuration, and it was time for the next step.

On a certain high mountain near the High School of Conjuration, a slightly short figure stood there, looking down at the school for a long time.

The boy was wearing a hood to cover his face, only his orange hair was faintly visible. His hands were in the pockets of his coat, and he stepped on a stone randomly with one foot.

The fog spread around the boy, but he didn't care about it.

Withdrawing his gaze from the school, Zhong Yuan raised his head slightly, stared at a certain place in the mist, and said in a deep voice: "I found it, Collector... Give back the lives of my subordinates!"

Speaking of the last few words, the boy suddenly accentuated his tone angrily.

He was suddenly enveloped in red light, and when he stepped on his right foot, the ground shattered, and he rushed out like an arrow from the string.

"Wu, Nitro...have you seen it?"

"Ah, this mist can't be considered a natural phenomenon at all."

After seeing the strange fog in the window of the dormitory, Gojo Satoru and three second graders rushed out of the dormitory at the same time.

There are very few conjurers, and there are only three of them in the second grade, and the teacher has gone out to do missions and is not there now.

Gojo Satoru expanded the range without a lower limit, protecting Xia Youjie and Jia Ruozi within the range, so that the mist would not contaminate them.

Looking at the rising fog visible to the naked eye, Jia Ruozi took a photo with a cigarette in his mouth: "Is this...a technique?"

The range is too large, and it is almost impossible to see the end from a height.

Hui Yuanxiong and Nanami Kento opened the window in the public area on the third floor, Hui Yuanxiong shouted down: "Senior sister, let's go down and help!"

"Huiyuan, Qihai, you guys just wait!" Xia Youjie turned around and pointed to stop the behavior of the two juniors, "Close the windows...but the fog is useless?"

Fog will get into the window cracks, and the room is not safe.

But the mist has already enveloped Nanami Kento and Haibara Yu who are not surrounded by infinite space, nothing seems to have happened?

Gojo Satoru crossed his hands and moved his joints, smiling arrogantly, his blue eyes shining brightly under the sunglasses: "Whether he is useful or not, let's catch the black hand behind the scenes and beat him up!"

There are two super magicians on their side, and none of the others are vegetarians.

The assistant superintendent's phone call came in at this time, telling them about the strange things that happened in the nearby residential area-they searched every house and found it empty, but the food was still steaming, as if suddenly It's like running away.

"Everyone, the current situation is very complicated, you—"

The three second graders were taken aback when they heard the voice on the other side suddenly cut off even though they were still on the phone, and it sounded like the phone had been dropped somewhere else.

Xia Youjie: "Supervision? Are you still there?"

No one responded.

Gojo Satoru guessed, "Have you been attacked?"

Jia Ruozi took down the cigarette butt and extinguished it casually: "Go and have a look, it doesn't feel right."

Such a large-scale spell, if it is done by a curse master or a curse spirit, it must be a special grade.

Just relying on some information from the voice that suddenly disappeared on the other side, it is impossible to find out what happened. When they were about to set off, they encountered something that they had never expected in their entire life.

The unlimited stopping power suddenly disappeared, and the mist instantly enveloped the three of them.

Xia Youjie and Jia Ruozi were both stunned, Xia Youjie patted Wutiao Wu's shoulder: "Wu, what's wrong?"

Gojo Satoru was already stunned, he decisively raised his hand to face the forest ahead, and cast the spell Cang.

...nothing happened.

The astonishingly destructive "problem student", will nothing happen?

"..." After a pause, Jiajin Nitzi looked at Wutiao Wudao, who hadn't retracted his action for a long time, and frowned, "I guess you didn't just want to put on a poss?"

Gojo Satoru grabbed the hair next to his ear and said with a headache, "I can't feel my technique, I can't use it, and now only the six eyes are still functioning."

Gojo Satoru owns the Wujo family's family-inherited spells with no lower limit and six eyes. A conjurer with no lower limit can't use its ability, but Gojo Satoru, who has both no lower limit and six eyes, directly pulls the entire magic world Involve.

Now only the six eyes are still functioning. However, the six eyes are responsible for the coordination of spell power and observation and calculation, and do not have too specific attack power.

Xia Youjie and Jia Ruozi were startled, and at the same time they noticed that something in their bodies had suddenly disappeared.

Unable to use spells, they became conjurers who only had magic spells left, and even the spell spirits summoned by Xia Youjie disappeared.

They were either born with spells in their hands, or awakened the day after tomorrow, and have almost forgotten what it feels like to be unable to use spells to fight.

Gojo Satoru had mixed feelings in his heart: "Haha, Jie, Nitro! That's how I feel when I don't know that I can't use spells."

If the others were probably trembling with fear, unfortunately, they are well-known problem students, and Gojo Satoru was assassinated when he was young.

The three became vigilant back to back, Xia Youjie dialed the number of Ye Mozhengdao, and guessed: "Can this fog make people lose their spell power?"

"..." Jiarui Yanzi looked at the black shadow coming out of the mist from his direction, and his heart sank suddenly, "Maybe not."

The three figures that walked out had different colors, and they were clearly the three of them!

At the same time, Nanami Kento and Hui Yuanxiong upstairs also noticed the figure suddenly appearing behind them.

Qi Haijian was stunned for a while: "Divided body?"

No, this feeling is...

Gojo Satoru could clearly see the silver-blue figure standing there with his usual habitual movements against the gleaming red gemstone on his forehead, raising his hand in Cang's raising gesture.

Their own spells actually betrayed them.

Spells are a form of turning spell power into more powerful moves. They do not have their own consciousness. They cannot use their own spells in the fog. The exact same energy body turned to use spells to attack them.

"boom--!!!"

Even the behavior of his own technique is exactly the same as Gojo Satoru. It attacked first, and the three people who still had physical skills predicted this scene and quickly dodged to avoid it.

No lower limit is the strongest family art of the Gojo family. There are more than one conjurer who owns it. No lower limit requires too much precision calculation. Only Gojo Wu who has six eyes can use it.

Now that Wujo Satoru has no lower limit, he can use Cang, but the output power is not strong, and it seems that it is also difficult to calculate, but half of the dormitory collapsed.

The two first-years who had already fought with their spells had to jump out of the dormitory.

A deep gully was left on the ground, and several curse spirits rushed out behind the flying smoke.

The unlanded spell power of the spell spirit was detected, and the siren immediately rang throughout the campus.

The spells that conjurers rely on for survival are deprived, and other people can barely fight with their own spells using physical skills, Xia Youjie and Wujo Wu are in trouble.

Both of them are super conjurers, and the lethal range of conjuration exercises and no-lower-limit spells is too large, and they can easily affect other people and cause greater damage.

Gojo Satoru wiped his blood-stained cheeks from the splashed gravel, his blue eyes trembled.

He laughed.

That smile can undoubtedly be classified as crazy.

The name Wujo Satoru has been bound to his spells since birth, and they depend on each other for life and death. It feels really strange to look at things that are bound to their lives and make them enemies in this way.

Wujo Wudao: "Since I was conscious, we have been killing others for various reasons. Are you going to kill me now?"

Unlimited Art let out a very familiar Zhang Yang laughter, and raised his hand towards his master again.