Miss M7M doesn't want to be a conjurer

Accidents are called accidents because they often happen suddenly. Just when Machima was about to ask Yoshino Junpei's answer, the accident happened like this.

Maqima suddenly realized that her eyes were dark, and she looked up: "This is..." Tent"? "

Maqima recognized the supernatural phenomenon like a barrier, and Gojo Satoru didn't seem surprised at all: "Ah, speaking of which, I've vaguely felt the breath before, as expected."

Seeing that Maqima didn't speak, Gojo Satoru waved his hand: "Then I'll go and have a look, you guys talk slowly."

Then he walked away with his hands in his pockets.

Yoshino Junpei: ...How can we continue to talk like this is the end of the world! !

A few seconds later, a young man with gray-blue hair suddenly appeared. There were many stitches on the young man's body and even on his face. Coupled with the dim light in the "tent" at this time, it looked extremely strange.

Mazima also felt a strong, cursed breath, probably because he was hiding too well just now. Of course, a novice like Mazima who was new to incantations did not fully discover it, only a vague induction.

"Mr. Real?!"

Seeing the real person who didn't know when to jump out, Yoshino Junpei was immediately exposed, covered his mouth with his hands in a panic, glanced at the real person, and then at Machima next to him.

Masato said casually: "Ah, Junpei didn't complete the task well, but anyway, Gojo Satoru has left by himself."

When Yoshino Junpei heard that he was being named, his body stiffened, and he said, "Sorry, Mr. Masato..."

The real person winked at him, then turned his gaze to Maqima: "I don't blame Junpei, I can only say that this woman is too high."

Mazima frowned slightly, and asked suspiciously, "Do you know him?"

The black-haired boy was taken aback for a moment, but still nodded.

Seeing this, Zhenren raised his head and laughed, with an expression that should have been awarded to her by an Oscar: "Haha, don't pretend at a time like this, conjurer. You are the woman who defeated Leuhu, right?"

Machima knew that Yoshino Junpei had something to do with the curse spirit in front of him, and the power of the spell was above level [-] by visual inspection, and the spell was unknown, but it should be the type in the recent incidents of transforming people.

Transforming humans into creatures that don't look like humans or magic spirits, and most of them can't be recovered, and the conditions of use are not known at present, it is still tricky.

Also, the curse in front of her seemed to have something to do with the Lehu she had encountered. Maqima tended to be a companion, a companion who wanted to build a so-called new world.

In fact, Maqima has a curious point, what is "Gojo Satoru has left by himself", as a watchman, Gojo Satoru will not take the initiative to put her out of sight, even if he leaves, he should come back soon.

But Gojo Satoru didn't.

Maqima stopped thinking, tilted her head and asked, "Mr. Maestro... Why didn't Mr. Gojo come back?"

-

Gojo Satoru walked out of the "tent", intending to look outside for the cursed spirit or curser who performed the spell, but after looking around, he realized that it was either a human or a spirit who had already run away.

He let out a breath, intending to walk back again, when one hand touched the surface of the "tent", it was immediately bounced off.

"Hey...is this a "trap" that you can't get in once you get out?Or is it specially used to deal with 'Wujo Satoru'? "

The morning sun was very dazzling, Gojo Satoru pushed the sunglasses on the bridge of his nose, and crossed his hands on his chest: "It's so hot...how come there are all shaded places inside."

Gojo Satoru, who was not worried about Machima at all, planned to find a cool place to wait for her. He believed that even if a super magic spirit entered inside, he would not be Machima's opponent.

Gojo Satoru swiped his phone, and 2 minutes passed.

Five minutes later, Gojo Satoru found a vending machine and bought a can of juice.

10 minutes.

The white-haired man gave an irritated "tsk", threw the empty soda can into the trash can a few meters away with one hand, and rubbed his hair with the other hand.

Can't wait, let's break the "account".

-

At the same time, Maqima had just asked, but before the other party could answer, an unfamiliar voice interjected.

The man in police uniform waved to them: "Hey, don't stay here, it's dangerous, leave quickly."

As soon as the police saw the "Ten" appearing, they knew that something was wrong here. While they were going to go out with their things, they saw three people chatting leisurely, so they immediately came to remind them.

Maqima thought, if she had the certificate of conjurer now, she probably wouldn't have to be kicked out, even though he wouldn't leave if he kicked her out.

Of course the police knew about curses, and they would put them directly in the places where the seals were posted as long as they showed their conjurer certificates.

Seeing them motionless, the policeman was already irritated, but now he walked over angrily and tried to drag them out.Unexpectedly, just as he touched someone's arm, a painful feeling suddenly hit him.

""Inaction to change"—"

Makima sideways avoided the monster that was flying over, and took a few steps back after anticipating its next move.

That's a reformer.

Sure enough, it was the curse spirit.

Yoshino Junpei, who has witnessed the whole process of "Inaction Transformation", watched the police gradually distort from a human into an unknown monster. Even though he knew that this was a magic technique performed by a real person, he still took a step back in fright.

Maqima raised her eyes and asked, "What kind of spell is this?"

The real person was taken aback by this natural tone, and then responded to her: "Oh, did you ask me? It's nothing, it just changed the shape of his soul."

It turns out that the magician will ask what moves the magic spirit uses?

Under normal circumstances, no, because once the "shackles" of the spell are released, the power will increase to a certain extent. Although the enemy's spell is understood, the risk will undoubtedly increase.

She asked such a question, but it was just to show that she had absolute confidence.

The real person couldn't help but sneered, she really deserved to be the woman who defeated Leuhu, crazy enough.

Maqima dodged another blow, raised one hand, pointed her index finger at the reformed man, her eyes were still indifferent, and then her thin lips parted slightly: "Bang."

The reformed man's neck and body were instantly separated, and a large amount of blood almost covered the entire alley, but the orange-pink haired woman didn't get a single drop of blood on her body.

The corners of her lips still had a vague curvature, as if she hadn't had any thoughts after killing a cyborg just now, and that was indeed the case.

Seeing this, the real person whistled amusedly: "It's amazing, it can be done with one blow, and you don't hesitate to strike, and your soul is not shaken at all. But you are not human, right? Why are you a conjurer?"

Yoshino Junpei was stunned: "???"

She is not human? ?

Maqima was noncommittal, and did not answer the young man's question, but threw out a sentence without beginning and end: "The corpse is talking."

This is not a bluff, it is the fact that exists in her eyes.

Now it is different from the battle with Leuhu at that time, she can use the spell power, in front of Maqima who has the spell buff, the spell spirit can only be regarded as an ant.Maybe a real person is better, but at best he is a mouse.

It doesn't matter whether she can kill or not, only whether she wants to kill or not.

The real person couldn't hold back anymore, covered his face and laughed loudly: "Pfft—hahahahahaha, you are so funny, are you so confident?"

Mazima was silent, and the curse spirit began to attack her when she saw that she was silent: "Since you are silent, let me show you what you are capable of."

The arm that stretched and turned into a meteor hammer struck in an instant, and Mazima dodged backwards. After the arm smashed the ground, it turned in her direction, and when she found the pattern, she simply stood still.

"boom."

The arm was blown up, but it immediately returned to its original shape.

The real person flicked his wrist: "Even if it is blown to pieces, as long as you keep the shape of your soul, you can restore it with magic power. Of course, my technique can also change the shape of your soul."

Machima stopped, slowly raised her hands in front of her chest, and slowly rotated her palms against the heels of her palms.

Zhenren suddenly felt a chill behind his back, and found that his body had been forcibly distorted, and he clenched his teeth angrily.

This is really, being turned into a customer.