With too many knives, I was forced to save the world

There is no news from Wujo Wu, and the time to launch an attack announced by "Gu" and "Horvenia" that seems to be able to destroy everything is getting closer.

With Gojo Satoru nowhere to be found, and nowhere to find Zhizhi's hiding place, the situation becomes chaotic.

In the high school of magic.

Fukuro Megumi was carefully wiping the Sun Wheel Knife Mingya left behind.

The knife was well maintained, but Fu Heihui noticed that there was a slight difference between the handle and the blade of the knife... The handle didn't seem to be original, it looked much newer than the blade.

"Hey Fukui, you said five things..." Nazaki just finished speaking halfway, and saw Fukuro Huizheng looking at the handle of the knife intently, and then asked: "Speaking of which, where did you get this knife? Yes, it looks pretty good, is it a spell tool?"

"...It's a ghost-slayer's favorite knife." Fu Heihui summed it up in one sentence, and then told him about his encounter with Ming Ye and some things about "ghosts".

"Hey, so he wants you to rescue him with a knife." Nazaki guessed while rubbing his chin.

Fu Heihui shook his head, "I don't know, but...the Sun Wheel Knife is definitely not his relic."

Even if we spend very little time together, Fu Heihui feels that even if Ming Ye is really about to die, he will die with his knife instead of throwing the knife out to him... But what does he want to express.

Fu Heihui simply didn't want to.

After all, there are more imminent things at present.

Gojo Satoru has not returned for a long time, and the whole magic world is filled with a strange atmosphere.

Those who were usually unhappy because of his overly flamboyant style began to maliciously speculate whether he had betrayed the world of magic arts, wishing to make a list of countless unwarranted crimes, and crown Wujo Wu one by one.

At this time, because he was too bored, he put the scissors on his face with one hand, like Xia Youjie who was asleep, and Gojo Satoru in his bangs sneezed.

Seeing the fringe of bangs swaying and slicing through the blades of the scissors, Gojo Satoru looked frustrated, "Oh, it was just a little bit..."

"Enlightenment."

Xia Youjie looked helplessly and speechlessly at Wu Tiao Wu, then raised his eyes to Wu Tiao, who was dozing on the side, "If you are half reliable..."

Before he finished speaking, Wu Zilin interrupted him: "Wu Jun is already very reliable."

Gojo Satoru, who was holding the scissors, blinked innocently.

Xia Youjie: "..."

"Forget it." Xia Youjie decided not to continue the conversation with this Wutiao person, he bypassed Wutiao Wu and the scissors in his hand and stood up, his wide sleeves swaying with his movements, "I should I went to find Ah Zhi."

As he spoke, he waved his hand and summoned a curse spirit.

Gojo Satoru watched with a smile as he stood on the mantra and quickly left.

Wu Zilin also looked up, "...So, isn't this a bet between you and me, Mr. Wu?"

Wujo Wujo spread his hands, "Are you afraid that Jie will finish it before you?"

Five Purlins: "...the aggressive method is useless to me, Wu-jun."

The dark blue eyes met the six eyes that were as bright as jewels, Wu Tiao Wu curled up his mouth, and Wu Tiao purlin silently looked away.

"But speaking of it...Jie and his kid have been together for many years..." Gojo Satoru snapped his fingers.

From the year Xia Youjie defected to the end of Xia Youjie's launch of the Hundred Ghosts Night Walk.

"Is it the first time I have encountered the existence of the six eyes who can't even see the details..."

Gojo Satoru thought of the blond boy, his expression changed slightly.

Five purlins did not answer the call.

It wasn't until Gojo Satoru was so bored that he looked through Xia Youjie's residence that he said, "...I'll go and see what's going on over there."

"..." Gojo Wu then withdrew the hand that continued to toss Xia Youjie's room, "Alright then."

……

"Jay."

Xia Youjie knew where Zhizhi was.

With almost no detours, he rushed straight to the village.

A place he never wanted to step into again.

But it was also the place where he saw Zhizhi for the first time.

As soon as he stepped in, he heard his name, and the owner of the voice was sitting on the only remaining half of the house in the ruins, with his legs crossed, and his posture was casual. Seeing his gaze, he showed him a Bright smile.

But Xia Youjie only felt that this smile was cold and piercing, it was different from Zhi Zhi's innocent smile in the past.

"...Come to see me? It's a pity that I don't need Jie anymore, after all, I have a new partner." He tapped the black ball sitting on his lap with his finger, and Xia Youjie saw the ball The moment he was touched by Zhi Zhi, he opened a blood-red eye and turned it around.

"Sure enough, Ah Zhi, who is a half-cursed spirit, is very ruthless..." Xia Youjie sighed inexplicably.

"Yes." Zhi Zhi stared at him, saw that he was still wearing that indifferent smirk, so she imitated him and said with a smile, "Curse spirits only have negative emotions."

"It's a pity..." Zhizhi raised her head.

"If Jie is tempted by me and uses me, then he will make a contract with me..." He explained his true ability softly.

orange.

Born from "greed" and "seduction".

His story is simple.

People who can't bear the temptation surrender to the curse spirit and pray in exchange for the child they are about to speak.

Slowly, step by step, the magic spirit who knows everything is tempting those ignorant humans to contribute more to it.

It doesn't need human flesh, nor does it want to devour human beings. It just picks out countless struggles and human nature, allows them to develop and extend, and provides it with endless negative emotions.

As a result, the children who are about to be born are contaminated with too many negative emotions and are affected by the curse spirit all the year round.

A monster that looks like a curse spirit and a human being is born.

He grew up very fast, from a child to a young man, and his face has not changed since then.

His real ability is the "utilization" that he talks about.

That is also a kind of deception.

Promise him, use him, get what you want, and then...give your all.

On the contrary, the condensed negativity gathered in his body attracts those curse spirits, tempting them to give their "love", and then they will kill him to a certain extent if they don't get his response.

Objectively speaking, this is an unequal exchange.

It just so happens that neither party feels this is unequal.

Because... the incentive is called "greed".

"And then." Xia Youjie looked up at him, his long and narrow black eyes flickered slightly, "Did you use Ah Zhi to obtain the beautiful dream named Dayi?"

How could Xia Youjie not notice anything.

"Then why should I make such a choice."

"Between using Ah Zhi and Ah Zhi, why don't I choose the latter."

He said.

With a casual, flat tone, revealing Xia Youjie's arrogance.

His righteousness is accomplished by himself.

His righteousness does not require the contribution of Ah Zhi.

He just... once regretted for a moment that he didn't arrange the other party as well as his family when launching the Hundred Ghosts Night Walk.

Xia Youjie groped with one hand along his other wide sleeve, and slowly took out a broken curse jade.

Zhi Zhi's expression froze suddenly.

"I have tried countless methods to restore it." Xia Youjie calmly crushed the half of the curse jade.

His palms are down.

Fine, dust-like dim star dots passed between his fingers.

"I'm sorry." Xia Youjie pursed his lips, "I can only restore its appearance..."

The half-cursed jade that Baigui Yaxing fell into his palm.

Ah Zhi left him the last "gift".

He can't even stay forever.

Zhi Rare, who is always eloquent, was silent for a long time. He blinked, and then showed a bright, innocent smile, but what he said was: "Will Jie also be trapped by the past? It really disappoints me." .”

"Jay."

"Jie... why did you abandon me?"

He stood up, and the advantage of standing on the building made him look down at Xia Youjie.

His tone of calling "Jie" is always habitually elongating every syllable, so it sounds extraordinarily sweet.

Xia Youjie knew what he was talking about.

He was saying that he left the college, but left him there.

Even though Zhizhi is just a ghost left in the world, she is still afraid of being abandoned by him.

"...Jie, they abandoned me like this in the past." Zhi Zhi said with a smile, as if what he said had nothing to do with him, "They were teased by the curse spirit as if they were fools."

"They broke open my chest and stared at the heart that only had a decorative function."

"They said I was their family no matter what."

Zhi is narrating casually, with jumpy words and inconsistent words, even in this way, Xia Youjie can still piece together a story belonging to "Horizonium".

Xia Youjie stopped talking.

He was the one who took away with the title of "family" first.

Zhizhi saved him in the name of "family".

He kept him in the college with the "love" of his "family".

Zhi Zhi stretched out her finger to tease the curse spirit that looked like a black mud ball, seeming a little fond of it.

But from the appearance alone, even Xia Youjie couldn't see that it was half dangerous.

But he knew that the dumpling was the "Gu" that made the entire magic world wary and afraid.

Xia Youjie stared at him for a long time.

Ordinarily, Zhizhi, who would act like a baby and ask him to comb her hair if it was messed up, now no longer has those untended ignorance and bewilderment in her brows and eyes, yes, how could Zhizhi, who was already full of evil thoughts, be at a loss for everything? Know.

He just met Xia Youjie and was so well protected.

Xia Youjie gave a low wry smile.

In this case, it is obviously useless to explain, he clearly knew that that action would make Zhi angry, but he still did it.

He didn't say anything more.

Xia Youjie would not say that he was ready to die when the ghosts walked at night.

Xia Youjie would not say that he could die with Zhi Zhi.

He watched Zhizhi leave with the dumpling in her arms, and he saw a black shadow hovering behind Zhizhi.

The spell to protect oneself for a short time...

This is Xia Youjie's summary of Zhizhi's ability all the time.

But... Does Zhizhi really have the ability to destroy the opponent before the ability counterattacks this time?

Xia Youjie's expression suddenly became ugly.

……

"insanity".

The huge curse spirit covered the sky and the sun.

Its ability is called Devour.

Whether it's spell power, spells, or even conjurers who approach it, as long as they don't escape its attack, they will be swallowed into its body.

And even at such a critical and critical moment, Gojo Satoru still didn't show up.

Whether it is a swallowed magician or an ordinary person, after the Gu digests it for a short time, it will turn into heads and protrude out of its huge body one by one.

The facial features of the heads are blurred, and the faces are ferocious, as if they are frightened, and when looking at them from different angles, at a certain moment, they feel that the expressions of those heads are serene.

"pat..."

It was the sound of the head falling to the ground after being completely protruded from the black mud.

Like a drop of clear water falling into magma.

And the half-curse spirit boy who commanded it just stood on top of it, as if standing on the top of a mountain.

There was a smile on his lips, the hem of his snow-white clothes was slightly raised, and his light golden hair looked like a shimmering crown from a distance.

"Got to kill him first—"

I don't know who shouted.

"It's a pity..." Zhizhi looked at the camp of conjurers, and sighed in a very soft voice, "I'm already... dead."