Miss M7M doesn't want to be a conjurer

Gojo Satoru is very disturbed now.

He didn't know why he felt uneasy and anxious, but inexplicably, he had a very ominous premonition, and a chill ran up his spine.

He didn't know how many years he hadn't had this feeling.

It seems that since he became the strongest, he never had this inexplicable feeling again.

Could something have happened to Makima?

It's better not to be like this, otherwise it will be difficult to say that Shibuya will not be on the map of Tokyo in the future.

Gojo Satoru carefully inspected the strangely dressed crowd at his feet, maybe Makima was among them.

Gojo Satoru's mind suddenly turned into a mess, bad thoughts filled his brain, but he never stopped moving over the crowd, he wanted to find Maqima as quickly as possible.

On the other side, the fifth basement floor of the Shibuya shopping mall is connected to the Shibuya subway station. As time goes by, the place has become full of people, and both sides of the fence are full of ordinary people.

In the center of the subway station, where the subway tracks are located, there are only a few people and a few curse spirits.

"Although I won't blame you for this incident."

As soon as the real person finished saying a word, the curse spirit on the top of the volcano jumped up and beat his head fiercely. Leo Hu's big eyes were bloodshot: "Isn't it because you are also late!"

The real person stuck out his tongue and said, "Even if I'm not late, I wouldn't blame Maqima!"

Smoke started to rise from Louhu's head: "Are you qualified?!"

Real person:?

In fact, Zhenren originally planned to come later by subway with the reformers, but he was afraid that Maqima would be targeted when facing the curse spirits alone, so he came first.

Although it was still a little later than the agreed time.

But he is such a good mantra who cares about others!

"Okay, okay," the black-haired man in cassock with sutures on his forehead squinted his eyes and clapped his hands, then turned his head and asked Maqima, "If I'm not wrong, did Machima just get along with you?" Gojo Satoru staying together?"

Maqima nodded, with a slight arc on her lips, and said, "Because we have an appointment to spend Halloween together."

Xia Youjie sighed meaningfully: "Hey, it seems that Miss Maqima and Gojo Wu have a good relationship?"

Macchima smiled, but said nothing.

Hua Yu, who had no sense of presence at all, asked quietly at some point: "What happened when the battle started?"

It is clearly a language that, except for Huayu himself, everyone and the curse spirit here have never heard of it, but the meaning of the words will be forcibly instilled into the brain, so that people can understand it even though they cannot understand it. Understand.

Xia Youjie poked his chin: "Well... let's start when Gojo Wu comes over."

The real person said: "Probably soon."

Sensing the powerful and oppressive spell power coming suddenly, the real person recognized the owner of that spell power almost instantly, no doubt Gojo Satoru, the strongest magician.

In the next second, Xia Youjie sensed the power of the spell with the body of the conjurer, and said: "Gotiao Wu has probably reached the negative third floor now, proceed according to the plan, let's wait in a hidden place first."

Hearing this, Maqima stepped away from the center of the track, and took off the coat that was in the way. The coat, which cost hundreds of thousands after tax, was thrown on the ground indifferently, with a little dust on it.

At this time, there are only a few curse spirits left on the central track of the subway station, including Leuhu, Huayu and Baoxiang.

Soon, Gojo Satoru, the strongest magician, finally appeared on the fifth basement floor of the shopping mall, at Shibuya Subway Station. On the high bridge of the nose.

At 20:40, Wujo Wutiao fell to the ground.

"It seems that you are well prepared this time."

In the subway station at this time, ordinary people were already crowded on both sides of the fence, and Gojo Satoru was standing directly opposite the three curse spirits.

Gojo Satoru saw an acquaintance, pointed to the clepsydra, and greeted cordially: "If you lose again, you won't be able to find an excuse."

Leu Hu grinned a slightly ferocious smile, and stared excitedly at the handsome face of the white-haired man: "It's you, have you thought about the excuse you will use after losing for the first time?"

Obviously, Gojo Satoru didn't pay attention to Leuhu's provocation, and just focused on looking around the crowd on the fifth floor, trying to find that familiar figure among them.

No fruit, Makima is not here.

In the next second, Gojo Satoru raised his eyes and found that all the exits in the Tokyo subway station were blocked by fast-growing trees and vines in an instant.

Gojo Satoru breathed out: "You don't need to work so hard, anyway, I won't escape."

This sentence seems to be said contemptuously, and Lehu can't help but think of the scene when he met Maqima for the first time and was beaten by Gojo Satoru.

Those two people are so exactly the same, Maqima's eyes are calm from the beginning to the end, like a pool of stagnant water, and Gojo Satoru...

Never looked him in the eye.

And what the two of them have in common is the contempt in their eyes, which is the same as the one given to him, as if they were staring at a corpse.

This was enough to make Leu Hu furious, but he thought about what would happen to Gojo Satoru after that, and his mood immediately improved.

In the meantime, the white-haired man was pacing slowly, with his hands in his pockets, and he looked very comfortable, but this was a sign that he didn't pay attention to the few special magic spirits in front of him at all. .

The man still didn't take it seriously, and the corners of his lips curled slightly: "If I escape, you will kill everyone here."

"Am I right?"

Leaning on crutches, Leu Hu chuckled: "If you escape...."

"The answer is..."

In the next second, the electronic fences on both sides of the subway track suddenly opened, and a large number of humans filed out from both sides. The long-standing stalemate finally came to an end, and a large group of people fell from the fence to the center of the subway track.

People in the subway station screamed and screamed one after another, and the sounds of pain continued.

Only then did Liu Hu continue before saying: "...Even if you don't run, it's still the same!"

Gojo Satoru stood where he was, still motionless.

He suddenly discovered that they blocked the exit just now to make himself unclear whether there were human beings on the other side.

Gojo Satoru squeezed his fist and said to the people, "Stand back, or you will die."

His voice was not loud, and it quickly dissipated among the shouts of the crowd. Obviously, no one paid attention to his words.

At this time, the three curse spirits were already on a killing spree, watching innocent people die one after another, Gojo Wu's heart was not without any fluctuations.

It's just that he can't save everyone here, so he can only sacrifice the lives of a few people, and then exorcise these curse spirits to avenge the dead.

And the next moment, Leuhu and Hanayu, who were supposed to be killing among the crowd, flashed in front of him in an instant.

So their purpose is to hide their bodies in the crowd, and then use non-stop killing to steal his attention, so as to achieve the effect of sneak attack?

Gojo Satoru was not afraid of the unreachable attack, but soon, he discovered that it was not that simple.

—— "Field Extension"

The moment he realized that the two spell spirits had used "Field Extension", Gojo Satoru jumped upwards, avoiding the pincer attack, and finally landed on the opened electronic fence.

"Expansion of the Domain", if "Expansion of the Domain", which was originally used as an enchantment technique to seal the opponent, is compared to a "box" or "cage", then "Extension of the Domain" is water.

—is a liquid that only wraps itself in it.

But these "liquids" have the same effect as "field expansion", superimposing buffs on themselves, and attacks in the field will definitely hit.

That's why Gojo Satoru's no-lower-limit spell was invalidated.

"Didn't I tell you not to run away?"

Leuhu smiled faintly, only felt that he was in a very good mood now, seeing Gojo Satoru deflated, he really had never been so happy in his whole life.

Seeing that Wujou Wujo hadn't spoken for a long time, Liuhu intensified: "It seems that I won't show you some color, you don't understand?"

At the same time, there was another "pa—" and the head of the human standing beside him was pulled off.

"Honestly, it really freaked me out."

At some point, Gojo Satoru finally spoke.

Leu Hu smiled brightly, and casually burned the head in his hand into coke, "Why, have you already thought of an excuse?"

——!

Immediately, an invisible sense of oppression emerged like a rushing tide, and Liuhu shed a cold sweat in an instant.

Gojo Satoru slowly took off the sunglasses on the bridge of his nose.

"Excuse your size, Baldy."

"I mean, you guys are actually delusional to defeat me with this level of means alone."

"I was really taken aback by your pig brains."

The tone of the white-haired man was calm and unwavering. Compared with before, it seemed that there was less emotion in it, and he was just stating the facts without any waves.

These words clearly sounded like directly filling up the sarcasm value, but in fact, it was indeed the same idea that came to Wujo Satoru's mind.

Ignorance, arrogance, arrogance, pathetic... Words with similar meanings kept popping out of Gojo Wu's mind. He really couldn't understand how confident these curse spirits were.

"That weed over there," Gojo Satoru pointed at Hana Yu, "Is this the fourth time we have met?"

"It was the first time to save the volcano head, the second time was to save the sutured face, and the third time was during the exchange meeting."

"How should I put it, is it true that the vitality of nature is endless? It's really a catastrophe."

Hua Yu's nerves trembled for a moment, and then he began to maintain high-intensity vigilance.

Gojo Satoru frivolously jumped off the electronic fence, landed firmly, and continued: "You dare to underestimate me, so let's get rid of you."

——At this time, there was a long-lost silence.

"Come on, come on. Why don't you move?"

One step, two steps, three steps...

The white-haired man walked slowly in front of the two curse spirits, and those azure blue eyes were instantly filled with unprecedented madness.

"Didn't you just yell at me not to run away?"

In the next second, Leuhu and Huayu shot together, but the swift and violent attack was finally resolved by Gojo Satoru. Leuhu even had an arm removed directly. Huayu took the opportunity to sneak attack, but was blocked by the opponent with his arm.

Immediately, Gojo Satoru rushed to the location of the regenerating arm.

Hua Yu thought, Gojo Satoru's goal is still Liuhu after all, those words before are just psychological inducements, and then this man...

He lifted the no-lower-limit spell by himself.

After a series of thoughts, Hana finally decided to abandon the "field extension" and then turn to "field expansion".

Leu Hu was the first to realize the problem, and shouted: "Hana Yu! Don't cancel the extension!!"

But it was obviously too late at this time, Hana Yu had already been kicked by Gojo Satoru, and his hands grabbed the two branches above his eyes.

"I heard that this thing is quite brittle?"

The branches above Hana Yu's eyes were uprooted, and blood gushed out, while Gojo Satoru, who was stepping on him, was laughing wildly.

Sure enough, the extension and birth techniques cannot be used at the same time.

Hana temporarily lost the ability to fight, Gojo Satoru couldn't help turning his eyes to the people who were killed by the "Red Blood Manipulation", and finally landed on the place where the swelling figure was.

In terms of mantra power, he is not a mantra spirit, he is probably the "Nine Phase Diagram of the Curse Embryo" after incarnation, and his strength is not as good as Leuhu and Huayu, so he will be dealt with later for the time being.

Soon, Gojo Satoru wiped out Hanayu with a single blow.

Gojo Satoru looked back, and for a moment, crazy fighting intent surged in those azure blue eyes: "Next."

Leu Hu was startled, and fled in a hurry, and Bao Xiang continued to use the "Red Blood Manipulation", and people in the subway station began to die one after another again.

Gojo Gojo's eyes froze, and he said in a steady tone: "Sorry, I can't save all of you, but accordingly, I will help you avenge."

At the same time, not far away, an orange-pink-haired woman in a long black dress was staring intently at the direction of the white-haired man.

"For the magic world, the death of a non-magician is inevitable. Because someone died because of this, we discovered a new curse, thus avoiding the death of the next person."

The death of a non-magician of appropriateness is justified.

Maqima still clearly remembers what Gojo Satoru said at that time. She knows that the other party is not a purely good person. He will feel sorry for the dead, but he will not feel that it is a pity to die.

But how far can the balance of "rationality" in his heart support this huge weight?