Miss M7M doesn't want to be a conjurer

Yoshino Junpei has always felt that what real people say is right, and they are punished accordingly because they are guilty themselves.

Humans have no heart.

That's what Mr. Reality told him.

But when he saw a real person using "inaction transformation" on an unfamiliar policeman, his heart that he thought he had been numb was still shaken.

As if realizing his stiffness, the man with gray-blue hair turned his head to look at him, put an arm on his shoulder, and whispered, "Humans don't have hearts."

Yes, that's how it is. Human beings have no heart, so there is no need for him to show mercy.

However, not long after, the real person whose soul was forcibly distorted collapsed on the ground, vomiting blood all over the ground. Yoshino Junpei was so frightened that he backed up several steps at a time, and finally failed to control his balance and sat on the ground with a "boom" .

The orange-pink-haired woman still kept her palms closed and didn't put them down for a long time. She asked again: "The shape of the soul?"

"...how did you touch my soul?"

Machima didn't answer.

Maybe her attack can directly hurt the soul. She also used this trick when she first met Gojo Satoru, and when Gojo Satoru called on the Shinkansen, she said that the attack passed through the no-lower limit technique and directly hurt himself.

She thought it might also have something to do with the soul.

The crushed Daoist struggled to recover his body. Although his soul was forcibly distorted, he could barely adapt to it with Daoist's technique, and it would be no problem to change the shape back later.

It's just that he consumed too much mana power, and he would probably die after two or three more attacks.

The real person gradually wriggled out his limbs from the slender worm, and it took a while to return to his original appearance, except that the clothes were gone.

Yoshino Junpei looked at the naked young man, then at Machima who was standing a few meters away, suddenly shivered, and shook his bad thoughts out of his mind. He wanted to give the man his coat, but found that He didn't wear a coat in summer.

But the real person didn't feel embarrassed. As a soul manipulator, he has no gender. He can have whatever he wants, and nothing if he wants nothing. He stood up and grabbed the policeman's clothes on the ground and put them on his body.

The real person asked Maqima unsteadily after wearing it: "Miss, don't you think you are very rude?"

Real people don't have the common sense of human beings in this area, and the way of speaking is just imitating the human beings they have observed. In this case, saying "impolite" is just hearing human beings say it.

Maqima paused: "Would the curse spirit care about this?"

The innocent tone seemed to have no thought at all, as if he was just wondering about this matter.

The real person smiled: "Haha, of course not."

"However, I don't intend to accept the spell just now, as long as you can't use the spell!" Saying this, the real person jumped in front of Maqima in an instant, and the palm that condensed the magic power Pat on her.

"Inaction to change"

Mazima dodged sideways, followed by another attack, giving no chance to breathe.Also, as long as she keeps attacking, she will have no time to use moves.

She thought about it, pulled away in an instant, and raised her index finger again: "Bang."

One of the real people's hands was broken, and he quickly recovered with his magic power, and then he threw himself into the attack again.

After a few seconds of stalemate, the real person suddenly disappeared in front of Maqima. She looked around, and found that one of the buildings surrounding the alley had collapsed, and the dust and debris confused her sight.

But this does not prevent Maqima from finding the real person's location, as long as it is an attack, there will be a murderous look, even if he closes his eyes, he will know where the real person is.

Suddenly, Mazima felt the murderous aura behind her, and when she turned around, she saw the incoming spell attack, but there was no time for her to dodge it, so Mazima simply took it with one forearm.

The real person who finally got it smiled happily: ""Wuwei Transformation", I have forcibly changed the shape of your soul, no matter whether you are human or not, you can no longer become human. "

Mazima only felt some pain in the place where she was hit, and after the damage was automatically recovered, there was no discomfort or change in other parts.

The real person saw that Maqima hadn't changed, and asked curiously: "Hey, did you use the magic power to protect the soul, or did my magic formula not work for you?"

Machima thought it was the latter.

The devil's soul will return to hell after death, and then return to the human world after death in hell, so the soul should be very strong, and its shape should not change so easily.

Besides, she didn't use any magic power to protect herself.

"Ah, you are indeed the woman who defeated Leuhu, as expected, I am still far from being able to match..."

How many times?This "woman who defeated Leuhu", this matter made him so concerned?Maqima could see that Liuhu's status in the curse spirit was definitely not low, at least she was not underestimated in terms of strength.

That being the case, then none of the curse spirits in this world should be her match.

Moreover, the curse spirit in front of her has never used the "field" that Leuhu used before. She thinks that the real person's strength is probably not as good as that of the volcano head curse spirit.

Maqima pinned her hair behind her ears, and she looked very gentle, and she was not infected with hostility due to the power of the spell. The woman bathed in the sun looked like a beautiful painting.

Seeing that the other party was silent for a long time, Maqima tilted her head: "Aren't you going to fight?"

The real person took a few steps back, and the whole person disappeared into the shadow under the wall: "Well... retreat first? Probably later."

Maqima found that his right hand was brewing a spell again.

"But that was before..." He raised his hand and was about to attack Yoshino Junpei behind him.

Yoshino Junpei had no time to react to what happened in front of him, he just closed his eyes tightly, and found that the attack did not land, with a "snap", the white-haired man grabbed the arm of the curse spirit.

Suddenly, the sky was bright and the "tent" was broken.

When the real person saw Gojo Satoru, he chose to abandon one arm without hesitation, and retreated more than ten meters away. He still had the same careless expression on his face, but his wavering soul gave him away.

"This is really... you have to run fast."

But the reality was even more cruel. Before he had time to run, Gojo Satoru had already appeared in front of him, knocking him into the air with one blow, and the ground was also smashed into several deep and shallow depressions.

The real person rolled in the smoke and dust, he had to be thankful that Wujo Wu's attack didn't hurt his soul, and there was no time for him to breathe, so Wujo Wu appeared in front of him again.

After a few back and forth, Daoist has temporarily no mana to recover his body.

In the dark, he heard Wujo Wu's voice: "Actually, I was thinking, why did you change your clothes?"

Before the "tent" appeared, he had already noticed the existence of the curse spirit, and he could vaguely see that he was wearing black clothes. He just went out to drink water, so why did he change into a police uniform?

The real person asked questions that were not answered, and let the other person's shoes run over his face, but he didn't have the strength to fight back: "The magician is the strongest...it's really not a false name..."

Hearing the other party's answer, Gojo Satoru added some strength to his feet in displeasure: "Hey, I'm asking you something, at least answer it."

Then the real person said: "Huh? Of course it was changed, just now."

Gojo Satoru:?

Gojo Satoru pointed at Maqima: "In front of her?"

The real person laughed "giggling" when he was about to die: "Well, after all, it was because of her that my clothes were broken."

Wutiaowu: "..."

Seeing Gojo Satoru's rare silence, Machima suddenly became puzzled.