When Leihu was reincarnated as Shier's daughter

The intelligence network of the cursed world cannot be underestimated.

Heian Shrine, the "tent" that appeared suddenly, the halfway up the mountain that was plowed into a depression, the blood energy in the air that has not dissipated, and... a broken bone, covered by mud and moss, only a gloomy corner is exposed.

completely annihilated.

The curse masters, who noticed this, only felt a sudden chill rushing up their spines, making them shiver suddenly.

The group of curse masters headed by Asano Mako focused on the festival of the Heian Shrine.

This matter is not a secret among the curse masters, after all, they accepted the reward order in a big way.

The other curse masters watched coldly, and many people even bet on them, betting on their success or failure.

Quite a few people have bet on their success.

Asano Mako, HDB Tanzao, Ogami Granny and her grandchildren...all of them are vicious thugs who can do whatever they want, and they can make ordinary conjurers shy away from existence alone. How powerful the group they form will be. And metaphor.

This can be said to be the top group of combat power in the curse world.If none of them succeed, it is simply impossible to imagine who else can shake the power of the magic world.

——The result was placed in front of them coldly and mockingly.

The curse masters who had high hopes for Granny Ogami and the others were all dumbfounded. They dug three feet in the middle of the mountain and found a shattered bone, but they only found a broken bone.

After a short period of silence, all the activists on the dark web took active actions. They couldn't wait to investigate the truth on the day of the ceremony. Who destroyed the entire group of cursers?

Information is like a fishing net. Every curse master is an ant worker working in the dark, diligently recording all possible factors and clues, and then flowing along the dark net to exchange information with his accomplices.

Really let them find out a little bit.

I don't know where it came from, the name [Wings of Darkness].

"Wings of Darkness?" The curse masters looked at each other, it was the first time they had heard the name, "Um...is it a curse master?"

The probability is very low.

Unlike the curse masters who act in a scattered or group manner, the magic world is orderly. Headed by the two major magic colleges, almost all the magic masters obey the orders of the higher-ups, and their general actions are also based on grades.It is rare for conjurers to leave the school and act in groups, because they will be vigilant by the high-level, and if they are not careful, they will be accused of "forming a party and private business".

Such a high-profile act of swaggeringly naming one's own organization and putting the "tent" to kill and demolish the shrine is too unconjurer.

"If it's not a magician, then it's a curser?"

It is not impossible.

The curse masters are not united. There are many people who attack and kill each other in order to compete for a certain property, just like this operation of the Heian Shrine. Some people look forward to Mako Asano and the others. stole the show.

All kinds of speculations kept coming and going, and with frequent verbal wars and online scolding wars, the reputation of [Dark Wings] spread farther and farther, and was distorted and exaggerated in the spread of rumors.

When the curse master described it to others, he vividly described it as if he was there, such as the "Apostle of Cang" who has three heads and six arms, the "Apostle of Spirit" who can control ghosts, and the "Apostle of Thunder" who loves to eat people raw... The members of [Black Wings] have never seen their faces, and in the rumors that spread like a plague, they have become strange aliens.

After the rumors fermented to a certain limit, the curse masters were unparalleled eager to confirm one thing:

【Wings of Darkness】Which side are they from?

Can you give them a chance to make them healthy!

……

"Have you asked?"

Hearing the sound of coming from the basement, Saki raised his head and handed Gojo Satoru a handkerchief.

"Thank you." He took it bluntly, wiping the blood stained on his fingertips, "It's a pity, although Takano is a member of the Curse Master group, but he seems to be just one of the grandchildren who was handpicked by Grandma Ogami , and was not informed of important information."

After the ceremony was over, Gojo Satoru took his friends home and lived there.

As a captive, Gao Ye was locked in the basement of Wutiao's house. In order to prevent complications, the young master decided to interrogate him himself.

The result was a little disappointing.

"Then it's useless." Xia Youjie sighed, "What are you going to do?"

"Exchange heads for money." Gojo Satoru shrugged, "Although I'm not short of money, do you need it? Just think of it as draining their last bit of value."

"That's right, these curse masters are all on the arrest warrant..." Xia Youjie thought, "But this kind of transactions are usually on the black market, right?"

The two boys in this compartment have already discussed how to go to the black market to exchange money in a low-key manner.

The brain wave of Hai Teng in that room was connected to another channel, and he stood up inexplicably excitedly, and made a heavy sound when his knee hit the wooden table, attracting the attention of the others.

"Etc., etc!"

Kai Teng Shun's second degree is already terminally ill, and it has its own set of logic. Thanks to it, they didn't have to spend all their time explaining various supernatural phenomena in the magic world.

After experiencing the zombie siege of the Heian Shrine, and being popularized by a lot of common sense that "the curser is about equal to a cockroach", he now firmly believes that superpowers really exist in this world, and silently accepts it. The setting where the magician and the curser fight each other - for this point, Zaji and others are fully responsible.

Kai Teng Shun, a man who stepped into the magic world with half a foot of a mortal body.

I saw Hai Teng Shun slapping the table loudly, hating iron for not being able to make steel: "How can we walk over there openly? Our [Dark Wings] is a mysterious organization undercover on the earth! The identity of each member is top secret. You must have such awareness!"

"Um, so what are you going to do?"

The corner of Hai Teng's lips evoked an expected smile. He snapped his fingers handsomely, and then suddenly opened the zipper of his luggage. , A well-folded unknown robe.

"I have anticipated your carelessness a long time ago, so as the leader, I prepared a cloak for each of you. Don't thank me too much, just put it on, and it will be the benefit of [Black Wings]."

Early Ji just glanced at it, and felt that his eyes were deeply hurt.

hiss--

What is this colorful cloak with small floral soil printed in the ravine!

[Black Wings] uniform?Shun, do you want to think again, we don't look like a mysterious organization when we go out wearing this, it's like a square dance gang!

Kai Teng Shun's aesthetics shocked others to the point of being speechless.

Gojo Satoru was silent for two seconds, then suddenly clenched his fist and hammered it into the palm of his hand, "Wonderful!"

He was the first to pick up a white cloak, the pattern of cat's claws on it was very conspicuous: "Shun is right, we really need such a uniform. I want this white one, and you can pick the rest."

Early Ji hesitated and picked out the smallest golden cloak, "Then, I'll take this one..."

"..." Xia Youjie looked at the black cloak in his hand, and looked affectionately at the brilliant sunflowers on the cloth, "Then, this is mine."

Jia Ruzi sighed with a headache, although she never claimed to join [Wings of Darkness], but they acquiesced that she was Schrödinger's "Phantom Sixth Man".

As we all know, there are six of the five great apostles of [Wings of Darkness].

She picked out the linen-colored cloak with a floral pattern: "This one."

Hai Teng Shun picked his own early on, the gay Zi Zi who is noble, elegant, and domineering.

He turned his head to stare at Saiki Kusuo, with shining dog eyes.

Qimu Nanxiong: "..."

He took the last piece of Barbie powder with no expression on his face.

[Just pet him. 】

The six people in cloaks, like a group of middle-aged and elderly women who only come out at night and love to gather in the square and sway with the sound, quietly walked out the side door of Wutiao's house along the shortcut of Wutiao Wutiao's enlightenment.

Oh no, he shouldn't be called Wujo Wu now.Putting on the vest, he is one of the five pillars of [Wings of Darkness], the Apostle of Cang.

The curse master's head was locked in a small box, carried by Xia Youjie's curse spirit, avoiding the eyes and ears of ordinary people, trailing behind them far away, and walking into the black market with them.

At this time, the sun is shining.

The streets of the black market seem to be filled with lingering yin, which blows coolly on the back of people's heads, causing goosebumps.

People walking on the street are dressed in different clothes, some are in black suits and ties like office workers, some are wearing white coats and carrying suitcases, some are women in very cool clothes, and some are burly and plump men.

Is there any normal person who can operate in the black market?

Killers walk everywhere, magicians are as numerous as dogs, and people who have been infiltrated in the inner world for a long time always have a dark, pungent bloody smell on their bodies. It is these people that constitute the eerie atmosphere of the black market.

A circular building at the end of the street is the black market exchange.

[Wings of Darkness] The group of six broke into the exchange abruptly in such an atmosphere.

"..."

For a moment, countless eyes focused on those six people.

The first feeling is that the eyes are hot, it hurts.

Check out how these six are dressed!

Cloaks as colorful as the rainbow, like pajamas with childish cat's claw sunflowers painted on them, judging from their stature, they are all young, like a group of delinquent teenagers who skipped classes from school.

What kind of new Rainbow team is this?

The curse master couldn't help but put a question mark in his heart.

The sense of incongruity is about to explode. That feeling is like inserting into Mickey Mouse Wonderful House strongly in a supernatural horror movie, and suddenly a Disney princess emerges from the gloomy zombie cemetery.

A curser who was two meters tall and as strong as a sumo wrestler grinned, blocking the way of the six people with a fierce murderous look.

"Little ghosts, this is not a place for you to play house."

He hammered his chest violently, his muscles trembled, full of deterrence.

"Do you know where this is? If you don't want to die here, then..."

"I know." It was the leader of the boy who spoke. He was wearing a white cloak, and his voice was listless. "Will you get out of the way? It's blocking my sight, and we have to exchange money."

Such a defiant attitude instantly angered him.

The sumo wrestler showed an angry face, and the fat on his face was shaking, "Do you know who I am? You brat who doesn't know the heights of the sky and the earth, today I will take off your skull and kick it like a ball!"

The second-level curse master, Mu Liangxiong.

The power is beyond common sense, he can smash granite with one palm, and the flesh and blood of ordinary people is like plasticine that he kneads wantonly in his hands.

The only downside is that the killing scenes are too bloody and it takes a long time to clean up.

Seeing him make a move, someone couldn't help but frowned, and was about to call the staff to come out and clean the floor.

—until they heard a "click."

The hand bones were broken, and the body like a hill fell heavily on the ground. The skin was cracked, and foul-smelling fat flowed out, mixed with scarlet blood.

Before he died, his eyes were round and bloodshot because of disbelief.

The courtyard was silent.

The boy in white robe who thought he was going to die before didn't even get blood on the corner of his clothes. He moved his wrist, and the boyish voice was still clear: "Is there another one?"

The ending is habitually upturned, with a bit of bad mood like cat and mouse.

Wujo Wujou kills the curse master without any hesitation. Would you feel sorry for stepping on a cockroach to death?

The staff shuddered suddenly, and hurriedly dragged away the body: "No more, no more!"

Killing people in the black market is normal, and no one will feel sorry for the death of a curse master.

They will only be shocked by the power of these unknown people.

The front desk treated them with a lot of respect: "Excuse me... Is there anything I can do for you?"

The young man in black robe came over from behind, and the front desk restrained his eyes from glancing at the sunflower pattern on it, took the small wooden box with an official smile, and opened it.

Several heads suddenly appeared in the field of vision of the front desk.

Not only her, everyone in the exchange saw it!

"This head belongs to... Granny Weishang?!"

Someone thought of something in a blink of an eye, slapped his head, and looked at the group of six completely changed.

"It's them, [Wings of Darkness]!!"

The mysterious organization that disappeared after the First World War at the Heian Shrine finally revealed its true face collectively today... if wearing a cloak counts!

The curse masters who knew each other exchanged wild glances.

——There’s nothing wrong with that, just look at that neat technique!

——Which serious conjurer would be so cruel, and these people are familiar with the black market route, there is no doubt that they belong to our camp!

——Is there another rising star in the world of curses?

——【Wings of Darkness】, not to be underestimated.

On the dark web, information about the mysterious organization [Wings of Darkness] was updated in an instant. With the finalization of the "Curse Master" camp, photos of the six people spread out unknowingly, and were cast along the Internet on computer screens across the country .

Naturally, it has also entered the field of vision of the upper echelons of the magic world.

In the high-level meeting room, a group of elderly people who were dying looked gloomy, staring at the photos of the six people that went viral on the dark web, and the suffocating silence lasted for a long time.

An old man snorted hoarsely, "A new group of cursers, [Wings of Darkness]..."

"It sounds like a foul-smelling and evil organization like gutter rats." Another person disdainfully said, "Do you need to be included in the arrest warrant?"

"Yes. Anyway, they are all ants without wind and waves..."

"Star of the Cursed Master?" The old man repeated the title given to them in the dark net in a strange manner, and smiled sarcastically, "Investigate the life experience of these people first, and then kill them one by one."

"Those curse masters think too highly of themselves."

"I heard that the 'tent' that appeared inexplicably in the Heian Shrine was also caused by the battle between [Wings of Darkness] and another group of curse masters?"

"A dog bites a dog."

"Don't worry." The higher-up said sadly, "When the six-eyed eyes of the magic world grow up, none of these bugs will be able to escape."

……

Gojo Satoru, who was collecting the bounty at the black market exchange, suddenly sneezed.