When Outer Gods Meet Rage Gods

After the two sides fought violently, causing them to be noticed by ordinary people even through the tent, the hoarse shouts of Abi and Yidi finally reached their ears.

The two people who caused trouble refused to give in to each other, and they stood beside the familiar people, facing each other, which is really a headache.

Considering that the previous fight was too noisy, after the aftershocks of the earthquake, it is estimated that a large number of reporters will come to interview. Gojo Satoru immediately left the mess to Yiji Jiegao, and took Abi and his party to another place to talk.

After knowing that he had fought too much and caused a series of problems, Zhong also followed behind embarrassingly. When he walked to a secluded alley, Abby stopped first and asked questions.

"So, can we have a good chat now?"

The white-haired man who walked quickly in front walked leisurely, but he didn't see the fierce look he had when he was fighting with Zhongya.

After Abby made a sound, he stopped and turned around, leaning against the wall with his arms crossed.

"Indeed, the curse spirit that has survived to this day in my hands really needs to have a good talk."

Forcing herself to ignore the other party's overly pretentious words, she grabbed the words she had heard repeatedly before, pointed to Zhong Ye who was flying beside her and said, "Curse Spirit, are you referring to Zhong Ye?"

Seeing that the two "persons" on the opposite side were unfamiliar with the word curse spirit, Gojo Satoru sighed, muttered a few words, and reluctantly gave them the basic common sense of the magic world.

He sighed: "I didn't expect that these days, conjurers actually want to popularize knowledge for curse spirits."

Chuya, who was forcibly fitted with a super-cursed hat, said angrily: "So, didn't I say that I am not a cursed spirit?! I am a human!"

Received Gojo Satoru's distrustful eyes, he couldn't help but go crazy, who knew that he changed to the modern world just after adapting to the life of a ninja, and suddenly an unheard of magician appeared and shouted to uproot himself...

Taking a ten thousand step back, he is now just a human being with an incomplete soul and body, but no matter how bad he is, he is a tyrant, what the hell is the name of the curse spirit? !

"Humans? Normal humans can fly and control stones, and can they shoot balls of light?"

"How many times have I said that it is a superpower! Don't you also emit light?!"

"Sorry, I've never heard of Yokohama having such a super power, and mine is a magic formula, which has a scientific basis."

Zhong Ye: If God has a scientific basis, then he himself is still a product of science.

Seeing that the atmosphere of the conversation was going in the direction of sparks, the girl who had been isolated hastily intervened between them to mediate.

"In short, this is a misunderstanding." Abby looked at Gojo Satoru in embarrassment, and countless possible explanations flashed through his mind.

"Misunderstanding?" Wujo Wu touched his chin, seemingly unintentionally, "Speaking of which, it's been so long and I still don't know what your names are."

Abby was taken aback, although he didn't know the purpose of the other party, he still answered obediently.

"I'm Abigail Williams."

Although Zhongyuan Zhongye didn't want to pay attention to him, he still replied quite vigilantly: "Zhongyuan Zhongye."

Oh hoo.

Gojo Satoru's eyes lit up, as if he had heard some interesting information, combined with the too young appearance and outstanding height characteristics of the mantra in front of him, he continued:

"Does the superpower you mentioned have a name?"

Zhong Yuanzhong also frowned, doubting: "It's a supernatural ability, why are you asking this?"

"Song of the Goat?"

What it is……

"Huh? Isn't it?" Guessing the result from the expression on the other party's face, he was not discouraged, and continued to work hard, "Then, the song from the past?"

Chuya: "...in the filthy sorrow." Why do you have to be so curious about his ability name?

Case solved, that's what it was.

Wujo Satoru, who got what he wanted, left the two people who were confused, with an incomprehensible smile hanging from the corner of his mouth, which made people more uneasy.

Abby, who was blind to this new world, asked, "Mr. Gojo, what happened?"

"It's nothing, just figure out his true identity."

The conjurer wearing sunglasses swears and has a plan, but the two who know the basics are more confused.

The real identity, is it the identity of the wild god who came from another world and was accidentally sealed by the treasure of the outer god?

"If I'm not mistaken, the identity of the hat gentleman is—"

Abby and Zhongya thought that it was impossible to expose, while pricking up their ears for fear of missing any effective information.

"Super imaginary spell spirit, the poet Chuya Nakahara, right!"

Gojo Satoru nodded to himself, obviously affirming and proud of his excellent brain and reasoning ability.

As expected of him, such an incomprehensible incident can find a breakthrough in minutes.

In the next few minutes, he enthusiastically shared his reasoning process, and the faces of Abby and Zhongya, who were the audience, were like an overturned palette, which changed several times back and forth.

Abby: I didn't expect that Zhongya in this world was a dead poet, but this guess is too capricious.

Where did they deduce that she was a saint chosen by the believers, who was ordered to use a crystal ball to attract the curse spirit, but accidentally summoned the imaginary curse spirit who claimed to be Zhongya in the Central Plains?

"...Why don't you guess I'm a ghost?"

On the one hand, he was surprised that he was a poet in this world, and on the other hand, he was angry that a certain Bai Maofei believed that he was a curse spirit, and Zhong couldn't help but speak back.

Gotjo Wutiao replied subconsciously after hearing the words: "Huh? Of course it's because you have the aura of a special curse on your body, and it's full of it."

Chuya was at a loss for words for a moment, while Abby silently bowed his head and apologized secretly.

The smell is probably because the crystal ball is stained with the power of the Outer God, and Chuya happened to be sealed in her treasure, so it has the same breath.

"These are not the point, the point is how to deal with you two?"

Wujo Satoru, who misunderstood silence as default, pondered for a long time, as if he was really thinking about how to deal with them.

He said in a flat tone: "It stands to reason that I should completely eradicate the curse spirit. If I can't kill it, the group of old men above may choose to execute the host directly to avoid future troubles."

As soon as Abi said this, before Abi reacted, the filth in Zhongye tended to appear. He looked at the white-haired man coldly, and pulled out a mocking smile: "If you are not afraid of death, you can try it." .”

"I haven't finished my words yet." The white-haired man was unmoved by Chuya's resistance, he raised his eyebrows, and a malicious smile curled up on the corners of his lips.

"Unfortunately, my favorite thing to do is disobey their orders and decisions."

"To sum up, I'm afraid they can't hide the fact that the crystal ball lost its curse power, but I will come forward to protect you, and the price is that you become a magician to complete the task, how about it?"

He squatted down, was at eye level with Abby, and spoke earnestly.

This made Abby hesitate a bit, whether she and Zhongye appeared in the clubhouse where the cultists gathered, or Zhongye's ability is different from ordinary people, it is not worth the effort of someone who has just met for them. guarantee.

In fact, if there are enemies who want to attack her, she can bomb all the way there and feed the troublemakers directly to the creatures in the fog to eat. There is nothing to worry about in terms of safety.

But this also means exposing their abnormality to the world, which is undoubtedly worse for them who haven't found a way to go home yet.

After thinking about it, Abby finally asked that question, why help her?

I thought it was because I couldn't bear it, or because I needed their strength, but I didn't expect the other party to give another answer without thinking.

"You are necessary. This decaying magic world is too dark, and more fresh and powerful new magicians are needed to join in and disrupt the situation."

Maybe he recalled some bad memories, his brows were furrowed, his eyes became deep, and a murderous intent appeared all over his body.

After a while, he showed a casual smile again: "And, when those people want you to destroy the world, aren't you ready to agree?"

I always feel that they will be forced to become social animals in every world they travel to.

After careful consideration, the advantages still outweigh the disadvantages, and they seem to have no other choice as they are penniless and have black accounts.

Seeing the girl let go of her promise, the orange-haired and blue-eyed poet Manju Ling didn't say much, although he looked unhappy, Wujo Wu was in a good mood.

"Where are we going now?" Abby asked after deciding what to do next.

Do you want to go straight to the magician's lair?

"Well, where do you live?"

Gojo Satoru stood up, ready to send him back to his parents first, and then discuss the matter of transferring to another school.

Abby: "No home."

There is no home in this world, to be more precise, the place where her Father God and Zhongya are is her spiritual home, and there seems to be no real world in any of them.

"...What about your parents?"

Abby tilted his head and thought about it, and finally shook his head: "No, it's in another world."

Gojo Satoru: ...is it actually an orphan's?No wonder it was captured.

This would be troublesome, he didn't want to raise the cub again, so he might as well throw it to someone who had time.

"Yo, good morning, Hui!"

The white-haired man standing at the door put his hands on the door frame, smiling brightly, as if he didn't realize that something was wrong.

What responded to him was the expression of the black-haired boy inside the door so cold that it could drop ice shards, and the unfeeling sound of closing the door a few seconds later.

Abby, Chuya: ………

Zhong also touched his nose, and said with disdain on his face, "Is this the cute, cute and sensible adopted son's family you mentioned?"

The promised relationship is so good that it surpasses that of a real father?With this attitude, are you sure that he misses his adoptive father all day and night so much that he can't sleep?

Believe your evil!How naive of him to actually believe such pretentious words!

The reaction that was not the same as expected made Abby feel a little uncomfortable in addition to embarrassment. She looked at the back of Gojo Satoru who continued to knock on the door and harassed her. After thinking for a moment, she mustered up her courage and said:

"Or, let's go."

She thought it was unreliable to eat and drink. If Mr. Wujo hadn't repeatedly assured that his adopted son Fu Heihui was a gentle and kind boy, she would never come if he just excused himself not to get in the way.

It's so embarrassing, now she doesn't know whether she should feel sorry for herself or Wujo Wu, who was obviously blacklisted by the other party.

Wujo Satoru, who was publicly executed, kept knocking on the door and complained: "There is no way, the child has reached the rebellious period, let me tell you, the former Huike was good, and he would hug the quilt and say that the sun male--"

Before the words were finished, the door was pulled open with a "swish", and Fu Heihui, who was praised for being cute, let in a group of people outside the door with a gloomy face, and then closed the door again.