I got the Wenhao system

The output power without a lower limit is not strong, and Gojo Satoru can compete with it with his six eyes and physical skills.

The situation of Hui Yuanxiong and Nanami Kento is a little bit better, and they can still pull out their hands to help the family into the nitrate.

Xia Youjie was the worst among the students. Seeing his curse spirit flying around and receiving the most attacks, the summoner was forced to transform into a melee mage.

He was already thinking about taking back the spell operation and getting a safety measure like a poke ball.

If this mist is the culprit that caused the disappearance of ordinary people and the betrayal of spells, no matter whether it is a curse spirit or a curse master behind the mist, hiding behind will cause an unknown number of casualties, and he does not even need to show his face.

Conjurers won't necessarily lose if they fight like this. They are too familiar with their own spells, so they naturally know where their weaknesses are, but they don't know how much time will be wasted.

This is not going to work, they have to find the person who spread the fog.

But they didn't bother for long.

The battle in the Conjuration High School was interrupted by a young man who appeared suddenly.

The figure flying from the sky under the night sky is like a red shooting star.

Wearing a hood to cover his face, the young man with his hands in the hood was covered in red light. He suddenly fell from the sky, and stomped the human-shaped art form who had been in the glass face down into the ground.

The kind that is so strong that the buckle can't be pulled out.

The Jushi doll still wanted to get up, but the boy snorted coldly: "It's useless."

The red light suddenly intensified for a moment, and the hooded boy directly crushed the figure under his feet.

The ruby ​​on his forehead also shattered due to this external force, and the spell returned home and entered Nitzi's body.

Where did this boy send reinforcements?Why have they never seen such a strong spell owner?

The orange-haired boy looked sideways at the battlefield, revealing the delicate streamlines under the hat.

He didn't wait for any reaction from the few people, and said in a deep voice: "It's useless to just defeat these things."

Jia Ruozi: "Are you...wait?"

As soon as the boy stepped on the ground, he turned his head and continued to fly away in a certain direction. He seemed to have just found a foothold.

Xia Youjie looked at the direction in which the person flew away thoughtfully, he dodged the curse spirit rushing towards him, and shouted: "Glass, follow him!"

Jia Ruozi was already running: "I know!"

The direction in which the boy disappeared was shaking.

Manic black and red energy diffused in the mountains, and the boy's angry roar resounded through the night sky.

"Shibusawa Tatsuhiko——!!!"

Xia Youjie, who had been an ordinary person for a long time and had heard a little about many characters in the books, was stunned.

Does this name sound familiar?

Later, in the video shot at home, the orange-haired boy and the man he called Shibusawa Tatsuhiko were beaten in a daze.

The orange-haired boy demolished a mountain, and the whole process was so fast that his family was accidentally caught too close and almost got sucked into it.

Gravity collapsed the earth, and the young man standing at the center of gravity was like a king who ruled the world.

The blue eyes looked indifferently at the white-haired man who had to show up because of the cave collapse.

"Shibusawa Tatsuhiko."

The man named Shibusawa Tatsuhiko brushed the dust off his arm, and calmly said: "Gravity Meister, it's you again, it's just a few people, is it important?"

"No matter how you look at it...their lives can't be turned into precious gems."

This sentence completely detonated the anger of "Gravity Envoy".

The white-clothed man named Shibusawa Tatsuhiko seemed to have no intention of entanglement with him, and instead manipulated those spells to give up fighting the conjurer, blocked the way to him, turned around and walked into the vast fog.

Just now, the youthful demeanor of his face hidden under the hood has undergone an earth-shaking change.

Black and red tattoo-like thorn patterns appeared on his body and face at some point, and the distorted air condensed around him. He was extremely irritable, and smashed through the mountain wall with a roar, heading in the direction where the man in white disappeared. Chased after.

After the two left, the mist disappeared, and the ruby ​​on Jushi's forehead also shattered with the disappearance of the mist, and returned to Gojo Satoru and the others.

They didn't even know what the identities of these two people were, they appeared suddenly and then disappeared suddenly.

Regarding the destroyed Conjuration High School, if there is no auxiliary supervision and video proof, even the traces of magic power left after the attack belong to these students, and Noctua Moth Zhengdao will think that they are fighting with themselves.

Those who disappeared suddenly had no memory of disappearance at all, but the auxiliary supervisor retained the memory of the moment he disappeared.

The figure of the man named Shibusawa Tatsuhiko has not completely disappeared, the Tokyo Metropolitan High School of Curse Art is only the first location.

The fog that caused the spells to betray their respective masters appeared one after another in Kyoto, Yokohama... and other places with a large number of conjurers. Each time it didn't last long, but it also caused many people to be injured.

"Shibusawa Tatsuhiko" seemed to be looking for something.

The worst time, the fog approached the place where the high-level executives of the magic world had a meeting.

But there is also a reason why it doesn't last long every time, the shadow of the mysterious "gravity user" who is chasing Shibusawa Tatsuhiko.

All of these seem to be specifically aimed at people related to conjurers.

People with such spells are really too dangerous. No matter what his identity is, the arrest warrants were immediately issued, including the orange-haired boy who helped them but the enemy is unknown.

The day after the attack on the Tokyo Conjuration High School, another strange thing happened immediately.

In Tokyo, there is a piece of land with busy traffic, and there are five skyscrapers on it. On this piece of land, every inch of land is expensive, but because of the rumors that the building was haunted after the building caught fire, it caused many curses. It will also refresh at a rapid rate.

This place is jokingly called the refreshing point of curse spirits by conjurers, and it has been desolate for five or six years because of "haunting".

Suddenly the building has a new owner.

Because the building, which had become indistinguishable from a haunted house on the outside, turned into a brand new dark building overnight, and people were walking inside.

Neither passers-by nor the government reacted at all, it seemed that it was normal for an organization in charge of five buildings, as they were born to be here.

Except the conjurer.

The same is true of the fog not long ago, and so is the new owner of this abrupt building. The combination of two abrupt things always makes people think too much.

The auxiliary supervisor who monitored the abnormal situation went to check the information of the new owners of the five buildings and found that they were actually registered with the government.

After reading the name of the "port import and export trading company" registered with the government, the supervisor complained that although Tokyo has a port, you are far away from Tokyo Bay. Is it a bit wrong to open a port company here?

Yun Jingxing didn't even think about it yet, who knew the system would find him such a place!

As for the investigation of what is going on, whether someone or the magic spirit has used some tricks to confuse others, that is the problem of the magician.

Xia Youjie went to the library and found out why Shibusawa Ryuhiko sounded familiar to him.

But it should just happen to be a name. Many parents will give their children names similar to famous people to imply something.

Three days after the accident.

Perhaps because of the cloudy weather, the weather at night was not cool at all. Not only was there no wind, but it was so hot that people felt that their clothes were stuck to their bodies.

The remote streets at night are extremely quiet, and occasionally one or two drunks returning from a party will hang shoulders with colleagues and friends, clamoring about what happened.

Under the dim streetlights, a young white-collar worker with a red face threw himself at the entrance of the alley. After all, he couldn't hold back the churning feeling in his stomach, and he vomited it out with a "wow".

The white-collar worker didn't drink a lot, and after throwing up his mind, he became a little clearer. He pressed his temple and shook his head, when he suddenly heard a strange sound.

It came from the depths of the alley.

Human curiosity will multiply under the stimulation of alcohol. The young man leaned on the wall and looked into the alley.

It was pitch black inside, but there was a strange "click" sound.

He took out his phone, turned on the flashlight, and walked a few steps inside.

"There's nothing..." the man muttered, turning his wrist to the right, suddenly lighting up a pair of blood-red eyes, "Ah----!!!"

The man jumped back in fright and almost fell to the ground.

What he saw turned out to be a broken, dead woman's corpse!

The corpse seemed to have been torn by something, and it was in a terrible shape. The entire wall in the alley was sprayed with blood.

The man's stomach that had vomited just now turned up again, and he retreated to the corner, his hands trembling: "Call the police, call the police...he's dead..."

It took a long time with trembling hands to unlock the lock screen, and when he was about to press the number, the man froze suddenly.

The sound of "click, click, click" did not stop.

That strange sound came from the corpse!

The man turned his head stiffly, and saw something hazy like black mist above the corpse.

Is it vertigo?still……

The man wiped his eyes in disbelief.

The number of abnormal deaths and missing persons in Japan averages over 1 people every year.

Most of the deaths of these people, as well as the cases that can only be classified as missing for no reason, were caused by the "curse" generated by the negative emotions released by human beings.

In this world, curse spirits transformed from curses are real monsters capable of killing and maiming lives.

Normal people are often unable to see the magic spirits, but in some special cases, and human beings can see their existence before they are on the verge of death.

Men see the dark side of the world.

The monster covering the corpse had long steel knife-like legs like a spider. It wasn't eating the corpse, it was just poking the corpse to pieces to satisfy its desire to abuse.

The phone fell to the ground, the man screamed and ran out of the alley scrambling.

The curse spirit didn't want to let go of the monster that came to the door. It made a strange sound, shouting "Don't work overtime", and rushed towards the man's back.

"...Don't work overtime? Is it a curse spirit caused by resentment for overtime work?"

"Hey - it's really, ugly."

Such a voice suddenly came from the dark alley.

The human boy's voice dragged slightly, and he couldn't help laughing when he said "overtime", which suddenly attracted the curse spirit born from negative emotions.

The curse spirit even gave up its easy prey, and something sharply stimulated it.

Looking in the direction of the sound, the low eaves on one side of the alley jutted out, and at some point a person sat there.

The boy in a black suit and a long coat over his shoulders was dripping wet, with water dripping from the tips of his hair, and the bandages on the front of his arms and his right eye were a little loose.

One of his legs was propped on the eaves, while the other dangled down and swayed boredly.

The exposed kite-colored left eye clearly looked in the direction of the curse spirit, but there was no trace of the curse spirit inside.

That look couldn't be said to be empty or indifferent, everything about him ran counter to that of a boy of this age.

"I said," Osamu Dazai sighed, "I just failed to enter the water."

He didn't care whether the spell spirit could understand or not.

"You seem to be doing something with a strong purpose. I have long wanted to ask you curse spirits, why you can get what you should do without even consciousness..."

The negative emotions on the boy's body were extremely strong, attracting the curse spirit like medicine.

The mantra turned around and rushed towards Osamu Dazai.

Osamu Dazai was used to his words being interrupted by such monsters all the time, he stared speechlessly at the charging curse spirit, but he didn't have the slightest intention to dodge.

"Idiot." The boy said extremely indifferent words.

The moment Mana Ling's spider leg pierced the young man's forehead, his bangs were even moved by the blowing wind.

The magic spirit's legs suddenly dissipated.

Like some kind of spiritual child, even with the whole body, there was no chance to struggle, and it dissipated in the wind under the indifferent and disappointed eyes of the young man.

The alley became quiet again, except for the dead body, only Osamu Dazai was still sitting there.

[Judgment: Ability Change · Spell version is disqualified in the world (system upgrade), activated successfully]

[System task item: negative emotion diffuser, remaining time: 6 minutes]