The spell daily of the departed savior

In the huge and empty dome hall, on the conference table where no one dared to make a sound, there was a slight vibration suddenly.

The uniformed personnel sitting on both sides of the long oval conference table looked at the head of the conference table calmly.

The "culprit" who caused the meeting to be depressed moved slightly. He stretched out his vigorous fingers and clicked on the terminal system placed on the desktop.

Then, the low laughter resounded from the chest, echoing empty in the vaulted hall.Let everyone lower their heads again, not daring to make a sound to attract attention.

Aizen Soyousuke looked at the message from Wuli, raised his eyebrows, then chuckled and threw the terminal back on the dark velvet desktop.

"We were still discussing the destruction of the magic world just now, and then someone sent me a message to ask me—a person who has already resigned."

Aizen Soyousuke raised his head, looked down with cold eyes at the camp members who dared not speak a word, and spit out a merciless evaluation from his lips: "A room of trash, a hundred or ten people can't compare Master and apprentice who once died and resigned."

Everyone's complexion changed slightly, and they exchanged glances with each other cryptically, knowing who sent the message.

Because of the existence of Wuli, almost all the frontline combatants of the faction already knew about the death in the magic circle in three rounds of battle.

Originally, they didn't take it to heart.

Whether it's Wuli's contemporaries or other people who have seen Wuli, they all have a deep dislike for this person from Meteor Street.

Even when Wuli first joined the camp, his contemporaries isolated him--a person who was born in Meteor Street and only had the basic application of mind power but no specific mind ability, in the eyes of many people, he was just a filthy Dirty waste.

If it weren't for Sanwa Yiyan, who is a high-ranking camp executive, to protect Wuli with a silent but tough attitude, it is very likely that Wuli would have been kicked out of the camp by his contemporaries as early as in his growth period.

However, Wuli ignored all strange and contemptuous gazes, like a lone beast, relying on 100% error-free work results and absolute strength, he got his due position in the camp.

Even in Romania, where the heroic spirits were fighting, Wuli turned the tide and saved the world by himself. He was recognized by the world consciousness and became a well-deserved savior.

A filthy beast in everyone's impression, but won the glory that most people in the camp did not get.

This made Wuli's name spread throughout the camp.

Miwa Yiyan also serves as Wuli's teacher, and is known to other camp members who are not familiar with who the top camp members are.

But knowing more about the master and apprentice was after that—when they also entered the magic world, but they couldn't even find the target of the mission, and they were hunted down until they had to give up the mission and return to the camp.

It wasn't until they fled back to the camp in disgrace that these front-line fighters realized how strong the Sanwa Yiyan, which had obtained a lot of information from the magic world and successfully obtained the trust of the strongest magician Gojo Satoru, was before they died in battle. degree.

They also finally realized that Wuli, who entered the magic world alone in order to avenge the death of Sanlu Yiyan, concealed under the meticulous human skin, what kind of crazy and terrifying soul.

At that time, they couldn't help but tremble all over, and suddenly felt a sense of infinite fear - because of the ignorance and isolation of Wuli back then.

As long as Wuli broke away from the teaching of Sanlun Yiyan and acted in accordance with the fierce and plundering nature, they would have already died quietly.

Aizen Soyousuke looked at the camp members who were pretending to be statues in front of him, for fear of being named by him, and snorted coldly: "There are only a few hundred parallel small worlds in the magic world, because the missions in front of me failed. Trash, some of them have already ended in destruction—if it wasn’t for the rules of the faction, I really want you to die with those worlds.”

While speaking, the saber on Aizen Soyousuke's waist hummed, as if echoing what the master said.

This made everyone pale instantly.

Aizen Soyousuke lowered his eyes halfway, looked at the information on the terminal screen, and seemed to be lost in thought.

Then the dome hall fell into a deathly silence.

After a long time, the heavy carved iron door in the hall was slowly pushed open.

The meeting was interrupted, Aizen Soyousuke looked up indifferently.

Lelouch, who was also neatly dressed in a military uniform, appeared in the bright light.

"Wuli, a former member of the camp, sent a message requesting to know the content of the mission before the death of the camp's high-level executive Sanlu Yiyan. Lan Ran, do you know about this?"

As Lelouch walked, the golden wheat ear chain hanging from his shoulders reflected dazzling light.

Behind Lelouch, the camp personnel under his management lined up silently, silently confronting everyone at the conference table.

Aizen Soyousuke said casually: "I'm about to reject him. Now that he has resigned, even if the world is destroyed tomorrow, it has nothing to do with him."

Lelouch laughed: "It's a pity, I have a different opinion from Aizen-kun."

The pair of purple eyes engraved with GEASS coldly glanced at the people on both sides of the conference table who stood up and saluted, and sneered without a trace of warmth: "Since your subordinates can't do it, let someone who can do it."

"Since Wuli can turn the tables and save Romania, it can also change the magic world."

Lelouch and Aizen Soyousuke looked at each other coldly, and said in a deep voice, "Don't forget, Wuli is the indisputable savior recognized by the world consciousness."

"His specific mind ability is enough to save or destroy any world."

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Wuli would not play chess on one person.

After sending a message to Aizen Soyousuke, he immediately contacted Lelouch V. Britannia, another high-ranking faction, and informed him of the current crisis in the magic world.

Wuli knows very well that the world where the teacher can die in battle is definitely not a level of difficulty that his colleagues can handle.After that, whether it is going to this magic world or other parallel magic world camp personnel, there is a high probability that they will be defeated, and even lead to the destruction of the parallel world.

Camp executives will not allow this to continue.

There must be someone to end the trend of destruction in the magic world, whether it is the next member of the camp who continues to fail, or the top camp executive who has no choice but to personally act.

After Wuli tracked down all the high-ranking officials who had defected to the curse master camp or had close contacts with the high-level officials in the magic circle, and succeeded in asking them for the information they wanted before they had expected to commit suicide, what did he do? The waiting answer from the camp was also delivered to him.

A member of the camp with a neat military uniform suddenly appeared in the open space in front of Wuli, and handed over a document and a memory chip to Wuli.

After glanced complicatedly at the savior who had stirred up debate among several camp leaders, the camp members didn't dare to delay for a minute in the infamous magic world, and left immediately.

Wuli looked at the documents in his hand, his expression gradually serious.

He guessed right, the teacher's original task was to kill the target person who would destroy the world before everything showed its germination.

At that time, the target person that the teacher got was the still young Knotabagi Yuhito.

The entire mission of the faction is to save the world and save lives.

However, rather than expending a huge amount of energy and manpower when the world is about to be destroyed, the camps that can travel through time and space through co-ordinating with the world consciousness of various worlds are more inclined to change when they are together before it happens. Countless small incidents, which are extremely weak, finally add up to the ending of the destruction of the world that can be fanned away with butterfly wings.

Miwa Yiyan's goal at the time was no exception.

The content of the task he got was to take away the child who was judged to destroy the magic world when he grew up, when Yu Zhang Youren was still young.

However, Miwa Yiyan, who has a certain power of prophecy, discovered after contacting and observing Knotabagi Yujin that the destruction of the magic world was not caused by Knotabajo Yujin, and someone used wrong information to interfere with the judgment of the camp.

This level can be achieved, except for the possibility that the person who will destroy the world can exchange his spell and fate with the knotweed Youren, only direct blood relatives can interfere.

Therefore, Miwa set his sights on Yuzuhito's parents and grandfather.

The Colorless King, who has experienced countless battles, soon discovered that there was something wrong with the mother of Knotabagi Hisohito.

Even though she looked no different from ordinary people and even gave birth to Yujin Yuzhang, this woman with sutures on her forehead was full of lifelessness.

During the investigation, Miwa Yiyan found that not only Yuzu Yuhito's mother came back to life with sutures on her forehead after being declared dead by the hospital, but also many other men, women and children who had almost the same situation.

The abnormality caused Sanwa Yiyan's vigilance.Whether it is the government, the curse master, the curse spirit or the magician, they are all trying to prevent Miwa Yiyan from investigating the real person who will destroy the world.

This made Sanwa Yiyan more sure of the identity of the correct target person, so he firmly stepped into the muddy swamp of the magic world.

But at the same time, he also foresaw the dark death that he was about to usher in.

Sanlun sighed helplessly: It seems that he will be absent from Xiaoli's coming-of-age ceremony.As Xiaoli's teacher and nurturer, he only hopes that the child can experience human emotions and happiness after his death.

It's just a pity that he still has a lot of things that he hasn't taught Xiaoli, and he can't witness the moment when the child he raised with his own hands becomes an adult.

Sanlun Yiyan fought alone. In the situation where he was attacked from both sides, he was gradually consumed by the super curse spirits and curse masters who took turns to fight, and he had to worry about not hurting the army that was deceived by the government and came to attack him.

In the uninhabited wilderness on the outskirts of Kyoto, Sanlun Yiyan fought bitterly for several days, but was exhausted by the joint wheel battle of all parties.

Above the sky, the originally radiant and gorgeous sword of Damocles is already in dilapidated condition.

After a few flashes of light at the end, it finally fell to the ground quickly following the exhaustion of the Colorless King.

Sanlun Yiyan was covered in blood, but his figure was still as tall and straight as a pines and cypresses, and his embarrassing clothes did not damage his gentle and tolerant noble demeanor.

Those eyes looked up at the sky for the last time, and then closed them with a smile.

"Xiaoli...I'm sorry, the teacher missed the appointment."

"Grow up to be an excellent savior and protect the people behind you."

The day will be bright, and the remaining shadows will eventually dissipate.

Xiaoli, you will welcome your light.

Wuli's face was pale, and his eyes were so hollow that he seemed to have lost all vitality.

He could no longer hold the documents in his hand, and let the papers float down and land on the ground.

"Teacher..." Wuli slowly raised his palm, pressing on the position of his heart, feeling the pain and anger in his chest almost swallowing him up.

Even though the information is concise and official, Wuli still seems to be able to read between the lines the efforts made by the teacher to save the world and lives ten years ago.

Entering the world of malice on all sides alone, every step is like pulling your legs in the mud, and it is difficult.Even the original goal is wrong, so I can only rely on my own rational analysis of the good and evil of everyone, and find the only correct goal from the vast crowd and curse spirits.

Even if he was betrayed by the life he guarded, he still forgave the mistakes made by the army because of being deceived and ordered, and even resisted attacks from all directions, and at the same time protected him from curse spirits and curse masters at any time. An army that could be devoured as nourishment.

Even though the sword of Damocles fell from the sky, he did not retreat half a step to death, and always stood at the forefront of the world and life he swore to protect.

Such a teacher!Such a teacher...

How dare they, how dare they—!

Wuli's slender and straight body leaned forward slightly at this moment, and his whole body was trembling slightly under the extreme anger, his eyes full of pain were turbulent, he questioned the world and the sky furiously.

The airflow around him responds to the master's fluctuating state of mind, rushing violently to all directions, sweeping across the uninhabited abandoned area, and setting off a violent wind with whistling sound.

Due to the nature of confidentiality, all the information provided by the camp will be destroyed after reading.At this moment, the corners of the papers that were separated from Wuli's hands were burning with flames, and they were swept up by the strong wind with ashes and sparks.

Wuli stood in such a wilderness, his scarlet robe and ashes flying all over the sky rolled together in the strong wind.He slowly straightened up and raised his head, his black eyes tremblingly closed.

The light that the fierce beast desperately held in its hands, no matter how hard it tried to protect it in its chest, was cruelly plundered away.

Since then, a big hole was opened in the fierce beast's chest, and the gust of wind passed through it, taking away all the rationality and camouflage.

Wuli closed his eyes and was independent for a long time before he choked his sore throat and opened his blood-red eyes, trying to suppress the emotions of those clamoring to kill everyone related to the teacher's death immediately.

He was silent for a moment, then took out his mobile phone to Gojo Satoru and the intelligence analyst, picked out some of the information he had just learned that needed to be confirmed or prepared by the other party, and told the other party in abbreviated form, and arranged for the next step.

Not only the conjuration expert, Wuli also called some government forces and several high-level conjuration circles that he came into contact with during the recent investigation of the past ten years ago, and proposed to make a deal.

——Either hand over the relevant personnel ten years ago, or lose everything and die miserably.

Two months ago, neither the Kyoto government nor the high-level conjurers cared about Wuli, who was just an ordinary person, and would not even waste time giving him a look.

However, Wuli, as the most elite combatant in the former camp, has absolutely excellent combat effectiveness and mind.

After deciphering the vast amount of intelligence information found by intelligence dealers and intelligence analysts, Wuli keenly targeted several high-level officials of the Kyoto government, and took them away from their homes when they were desperately fighting, and tied them together in an abandoned house in the suburbs. middle.

In the beginning, these people cursed Wuli loudly, trying to save themselves by sending out information.

But after witnessing with their own eyes a high-ranking official in Tokyo who was thrown at home and not kidnapped after being asked by Wuli for all the information, and the next day, the invisible curse spirit brutally massacred his family, these people fell silent.

The guy who thought he had escaped a catastrophe was still rejoicing on his front feet, but died tragically on his back feet screaming in horror.The surveillance cameras installed in the high-ranking official's house by Wuli faithfully displayed the dead bodies of the high-ranking official and his family members in different ways in front of everyone.

The abducted Kyoto executives all recognized that this death method was highly similar to that of their former political enemies, and naturally thought of the reasons for all this.

Knock out.

The behind-the-scenes person who has been forming a transfer of interests with them for decades has used this method to clean up their political opponents and help them cover up all dirty things.

But when someone grabs a corner of the water and wants to pull out the iceberg hidden deep under the water, the person behind the scenes is also trying to clean them up like garbage in the same way in order to stop the loss in time.

Realizing that Wuli had saved their lives, the senior officials calmed down. In order to hide behind Wuli and save the lives of the family, they began to know everything about Wuli.

This allowed Wuli to quickly sort out the list of most of the people behind the scenes in the government. Looking at the list of hundreds of pages, Wuli confirmed his previous guess—the one marked by "sewing lines" Some people or groups, long before everyone realized it, began to slowly and massively carry out the layout all over Japan.

Even beyond Wuli's expectations, this huge list of personnel also involves several branches of the emperor's family and Shinto family that have been passed down for thousands of years, and there are not a few other families that have been on the list for several generations.

No matter who laid the poisonous plan against Sanwa Yiyan, the other party used the time of a thousand years to lay a huge chessboard that entangled the forces of all parties and deeply rooted all over Japan.I am afraid that no matter who it is or what they find, the other party will not be afraid at all.

In the case of a situation where the whole body is affected by one hair, anyone must first weigh his own weight before taking action, and he must also consider the lives of the whole of Japan.

The opponent's plan is very big, and even a word of three rounds can't stop the opponent.

Wuli informed the Tokyo Metropolitan Government and their political opponents of the whereabouts and past actions of the high-ranking officials who were kidnapped. The strongest magician.

Gojo Satoru was silent for a long time before he asked, "Did...Jie do all of this?"

"Did Jie kill Sanlun? Xiao Li."

His voice suppressed the hoarse tremor, as if he was forcing himself to wait for the answer from Wuli.

Wuli passed the huge list in his hand to Wutiao Wu, and said, "Wutiao, Xia Youjie is dead."

"The thing that did all of this was something that occupied Xia Youjie's identity and body. That thing also occupied the bodies of an uncountable number of people in the past 1000 years. People who can be traced and found The list has been sent to you."

"Not only conjurers, "sutures" appear on people of various identities. They all appear with sutures on their foreheads after everyone thinks they are dead. The government, the army, temples, shrines, and even ..."

Wuli paused for a moment before continuing: "On the emperor and his heirs."

Gojo Satoru was stunned.

This was also beyond his imagination.

"The opponent's plan is very big. It may subvert the whole of Japan. Goto, you have to be prepared."

Wuli said with a solemn expression: "There is one more thing, only you can help me verify it."

"You probably heard from the teacher that the teacher is not only a member of the faction, but also the colorless king chosen by the power of the slate. When the teacher died, the king sword fell, which should have produced a huge amount of energy that could bomb the entire Tokyo area, but I I checked the news from the Earthquake Bureau that day, but there was not even a small earthquake.”

"Where did the energy generated by Wang Jian's fall... go?"

Wuli asked: "Why has the other party never seen me before, but they can customize super-level spell spirits specifically for me? Why is the number of special-level spell spirits so different from the historical records of the High School of Conjuration? Spirits emerge endlessly?"

"You are doubting..." Wuli's seriousness infected Wujo Wu, he heard the hidden purpose of Wuli's question, and his heart sank.

Wuli took Wutiaowu's question and replied: "The energy generated by the fall of the colorless king's king sword was taken away by the things that occupied Xia Youjie's body, and used as nutrients to feed those curses to produce a large amount of energy. super magic spirit."

"And that super curse spirit customized for me..." Wuli's throat rolled, his lips opened and closed but he couldn't get the words out.

Reason told him that all of this had already happened and was irreversible, but even if he imagined the scene before his death in battle and the insult he suffered after his death, he felt so painful that he almost wanted to destroy the whole world.