what does the leader taste like today

"We are mantras, born from the negative emotions of human beings, and born to be the opposite of human beings."

The real person led the way bouncing and jumping ahead, occasionally stopping to wait for Di Lu who was walking slowly, then turned his head and gently explained the common sense of curse spirits to Di Lu: "We will instinctively hunt and kill human beings, and curse human beings, so among human beings there will be A conjurer was born to exorcise the curse spirit. Why do failed creatures like humans dominate the earth? I also want to try to see if the curse spirit can go this far. This is my ideal, Dilu, can you understand?"

"No." Di Lu replied indifferently.

Today is Dilu's third day in the new world.

He appeared on the streets of Shibuya three days ago. One second he was still on the cruise ship on the sea, and the next second he appeared in the crowded Tokyo.Unable to figure out the reason for the changes in his body, he ignored the real person's invitation and only wanted to return to Yokohama. However, with the development of modern information technology, he got the news like a bolt from the blue before he even took a step.

Yokohama has no port Mafia, and no armed detective agency.There are no black organizations in the world, and there are no people with supernatural powers.

This is a brand new and strange world, and the same kind that Dilu has never encountered before are everywhere in this world.

These creatures are collectively called mantras, and they are the enemies of mankind.

Di Lu, who suddenly learned of the new information, froze in place and didn't know what to do next. He was brought back to the base by the real person who had been following him. Ignored by Dilu.

Zhenren is very patient and has a good temper. At least in the past three days, he has not thought of driving him out. Today, he is still willing to take him out to get some fresh air and enjoy the scenery.

"Is it necessary to travel so far to Sendai just to enjoy the scenery?" Di Lu moved slowly.

It was already close to midnight, and the two curse spirits were actually prostitutes. destination.

The real person stood not far in front and waved at him: "Before the climax scene, all patience is necessary, Dilu, you have to be patient."

The end point of their march was a school. The real person seemed to be afraid of something or someone in the school, and kept circling around the edge of the school. When he turned the school gate, Dilu could see the plaque at the gate saying "Sendai City, Miyagi Prefecture The words "Sugisawa Third High School".

What can be nice in a school?Di Lu was puzzled, and dully followed behind the real man, watching him keep going around in circles.

After going around for 10 minutes, the real person stopped. He seemed to have found the best viewing spot. The not too close and not far distance allowed them to see what happened in the school clearly without being discovered by the people inside while restraining their breath.

The blue-haired young man beckoned, and Di Lu reluctantly followed.The best viewing point is on the hillside near the school, facing the roof of the teaching building, like a naturally built stage, and this scene is sung to the two curse spirits on the hillside.

"What do you want me to see?" Di Lu reluctantly found a relatively clean tree branch and sat down. He looked down at the real person standing with arms folded.

Di Lu could only see his long hair and a small half of his face that darkened in the night, but this half of his face was enough for Di Lu to find that his face was full of interest.The real person took a step forward to expand the area covered by the shadow: "Of course, it is the common sense necessary for a curse spirit. A few faces that can effectively reduce your chances of death."

what?Di Lu's head was full of question marks.

From a high place, everything that happened on the rooftop was very clear, and Di Lu could see a gigantic ugly monster chasing two men to the rooftop.The male has black hair and pink hair, and his age is between teenagers and young adults.Huge monster... Huge monster is the same kind of Dilu, a first-level curse spirit.

Di Lu refused this fact, and watched the two men fight with the huge monster with a disgusted frown. Even if the human side was in crisis, he had no intention of helping, but at the same time, don't want him to help that ugly guy who is said to be of the same kind.

The black-haired youth summoned two wolves, and Di Lu was puzzled: "What is this, supernatural power?"

"What kind of supernatural ability, you are too secondary." The real person laughed, "This is the confrontation between the magician and the magician, it is a magic formula."

If it's a technique, isn't it a secondary school? Di Lu doesn't want to talk to the real person, and focuses on the battle in the distance.The black-haired youth seemed to be a magician, and the pink-haired youth was an ordinary person. They were firmly suppressed by the attack of the curse spirit, and the humans were at a disadvantage.

After an attack, the pink-haired youth was caught by the curse spirit, and in a critical moment, he threw a long and thin object from his pocket, and then swallowed it in one gulp.

Things change from here.

Di Lu could feel the wind gradually becoming sharper, converging into tiny whirlpools, and spreading out around the pink-haired youth.Black curse lines grew on his face, and he killed the curse spirit in one face-to-face, as neatly as killing a miscellaneous fish, as if the person who was chased around the rooftop just now was not him, and the wild laughter continued. Lou can hear it here.

The real person was introducing, and the voice sounded very excited: "The king of the curse has two faces, and now he has only one-twentieth of his strength."

Then, a 100% purebred human with white hair and eyepatch appeared on the rooftop.As soon as he appeared on the stage, the spell power of the body technique completely suppressed the two-faced Su Nuo, and the coercion of the spell power spread far away, even Di Lu who was outside the school could detect it.

The suppression of power that he hadn't felt in port Mafia for such a long time, he felt for the first time in this white-haired man today.

There is no chance of victory at all.

This person is so strong.

"The strongest magician Wujo Wu, the greatest enemy of our magic spirit."

As soon as Wujo Wutiao appeared on the stage, he quickly killed the two-faced Su Nuo in twos and twos. The battle on the opposite side was over, except that Wujo Wu finally seemed to sense the breath of the two super magic spirits on the hillside and looked in this direction from a distance. There was no follow-up.

Wutiaowu, two-faced Nuo.

Di Lu no longer paid attention to the school, but started to talk to the real person, with no waves in her tone: "Are these two people you brought me to see?"

"Yes." The real person nodded, with a smile on his face, "When you meet Gojo Wu and the two-faced Su Nuo whose strength has recovered, you can turn around immediately and run away. This is the best way to reduce the death rate, but it is also possible to run away. Just don’t drop it.”

"Is there no other way?"

"If you can learn to expand the field, you may be able to live for a minute longer." The real person blinked his eyes.

Just a little bit of information about the development of the domain and began to describe his real purpose, Masato jumped up the tree and sat beside Dilu.

The eyes of the blue-haired young man with a stitched face are completely helpless: "Our curse spirits are living in such a severe situation. They have been ruthlessly obliterated by magicians for thousands of years, and have no right to survive and speak. The strongest There is no mercy for the curse spirit in the eyes of the conjurer."

"Dilu, you are also a curse spirit, you are born to be regarded as a different kind, and you may be obliterated at any time. Even if it is for survival, you should join us and resist the magic master together." The real person whispered softly persuasion.

But Dilu has never recognized his identity as a curse spirit. Even if he can find that the source of his power is very similar to that of a real person, he cannot be seen by humans and uses spell power as a source of power.

These similarities explain Dilu's identity, but their pursuits are completely different. The real person wants to make a revolution, and now Dilu only wants to return to the world where Mafia is located.

Di Lu moved a little distance to the other side: "I'm not interested in the war between curse spirits and conjurers."

"You are really the strangest curse spirit I have ever seen. You have never recognized your own nature. You have no bad feelings towards humans and no interest in curse spirits. Sometimes I wonder if I have made a mistake. You are not actually a special curse spirit." A spirit, but a human?"

Daoist approached, put a hand on Di Lu's shoulder, and stared at Di Lu with a smile, as if observing any changes in him.

His behavior was so strange that it aroused Di Lu's vigilance.

Di Lu frowned, and unconsciously moved her body away from the hand covered with sutures: "What are you doing?"

"My magic formula does nothing to change, and can touch the soul of human beings, but you have no soul. You are clearly a curse spirit, so you are really strange, Dilu."

The real man didn't move his hands from his shoulders, and he further used inaction to change the temptation while explaining.When Di Lu finally couldn't bear it anymore and was about to beat him up, the real person finally moved.

"Ah, I found a strange thing in your body."

The real person couldn't express the abnormality of the thing, he touched it, and could feel the square shape and sharp edges, probably a piece of paper?Or a piece of plastic?

He ignored Di Lu's increasingly obvious impatience, but pulled this thing away from Di Lu's body.

First a corner, then the edge and the touch of pulp, the real person finally ticked off the overnight blank book.

"what is this?"

"How do I know?" Dilu replied blankly.

The book was pulled out from Di Lu's shoulder, and he subconsciously lowered his head to watch the page being pulled out. The side facing the real person was completely blank, while the side facing Di Lu was filled with a person's name. .

"Odasaku Odasaku Odasaku..."

Isn't that Mr. Oda's name!Represents a connection to a world where another port, Mafia, exists.

The familiar taste of the old man suddenly controlled his actions. Before Dilu's brain could determine the reason why this page appeared in his body, his body moved on his own. Qian Qian snatched the book from his book.

"Don't mess with other people's things." Di Lu warned Daoist ferociously.

"What's the matter, Dilu, aren't we companions?"

"Who is your companion! I'm not interested in what you guys are going to do. Thank you for your care these days, I'm leaving, goodbye."

Di Lu jumped down from the tree, he didn't look back at the real person who was still swinging his legs on the tree, but put the book back into his body carefully, and left without looking back.

His figure gradually disappeared from the real person's eyes. It is reasonable to say that the failure to win over would cause negative emotions of anger or loss, but the real person's face did not show it at all, and the smile became a part of his body like a tattoo on his face.

Forget it, Dilu will understand him one day.The real person can be sure that he was born out of human's fear of human beings, and he can feel that Dilu is very close to his origin.

They are the closest existence to each other in the world.

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The author has something to say:

Di Lu has never seen Verlaine in his filth, nor in his heyday, and he has never seen the ceiling of Wen Ye at full strength.

A transition, too sleepy so keep it short.