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The knuckles hidden in the sleeves trembled, Kamiya Naruto took a deep breath, trying to cool down the excited brain.

"I do not know either."

Speaking of it, no one would believe it, but he was really just taking a step and watching. At worst, he would pack Jie abroad and wait for two years to talk about it.

To get to this point, I just rely on instinct to act, and then take a little east wind to add some fuel to the already burning flame.

Kamiya Mingyi sighed, while looking at Gojo Satoru, looking straight into his eyes: "Can Jie be handed over to you?"

"What's the matter with this subtle Tuogu tone?" Because the other party was too righteous, Gojo Satoru didn't even feel that there was something wrong. One second he wanted to kill Jie, but the next second his friend dared to entrust him. To him, there is really nothing you can do.

After a second of delay, he suddenly realized: "Wait, where are you going?"

Mingichi Kamiya still pulled his hand out of his pocket, and even exposed the egg in his pocket. He imitated Gojo Satoru and showed a bright smile: "I want to be the savior who appears handsomely at the critical moment!"

Even if he didn't understand what he meant, Xia Youjie knew what he should do.

"Wu, stop him!"

The curtain was raised in response, and the people who were shrouded in it could not leave here. However, it was still a step too late.

"Don't go!" Xia Youjie wanted to reach out to grab that person, but his outstretched hand was empty.

That person disappeared.

Gojo Satoru, who almost killed Xia Youjie just now, and his former best friend looked at each other, and both of them understood what each other meant.

Wujo Wu chased after him, Xia Youjie took out his mobile phone with great effort, and dialed a number that he hadn't contacted for many years but he knew by heart.

In order to save their mutual friend, some things can only be put aside for now.

Xia Youjie thought helplessly.

If Satoru and Naruto were both dead, that kind of world would be really boring.

The bell rang for a long time, so long that Xia Youjie almost thought that he was really going to die here, when the phone was picked up, but no one spoke.

Xia Youjie raised his head, leaned against the wall behind him, and said with a leisurely smile, "Um... I'm in some trouble, can I ask you to come here?"

There was still silence on the other side of the phone, and it took a long time to make a voice of gnashing teeth: "Don't order me around!"

"Feel sorry."

As if choked by his lack of temper, the woman on the phone was silent for a moment before yelling at him: "Don't let me find out that you're asking me to help you deal with that bastard Wujou!"

With a snap, the phone was hung up.

The phone slipped from his hand.

"Glass is still the same."

In Kyoto, the second-year students who went to support are trying to solve Xia Youjie's curse spirit.

At this moment, they suddenly sensed an even more disgusting aura protruding from the forest behind them.

Could it be another curse spirit?

The second-year student quickly made a judgment and sent two people to investigate.

Deep in the forest, they saw a tree.

It was a tree with two pairs of red bone-wing-like branches. In the center of the tree was a huge yellow eye, turning left and right, and there were more similar eyeballs distributed on the branches.

"What is this? A curse spirit?"

Can this also be counted as a curse spirit?

They waited for a while, but the curse spirit had no intention of attacking them, so they decided to go back to support others first, and deal with the curse spirit later.

The moment their eyes moved away from the curse spirit, the speed of the huge eyeball suddenly accelerated.

"Be careful! Aaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaah!"

Red branches protruded from the ground, piercing one of the men's arms.

When they looked warily at the tree again, it still looked as innocuous as ever, with a chilling eye in that rolling eye.

The few people left are also encountering a predicament no less than theirs.

An ostrich-like bird, taller than a man, with bandages around its eyes, stepped out, with a scale hanging sideways from its long neck.

Judging from its appearance and perception, this is definitely a curse spirit, but at that moment, the same idea appeared in everyone's mind——

Is this really a curse spirit?

The bird stopped in front of them, and one wing raised the balance on its neck high. At that moment, everything around their ears suddenly became distant, and in a daze, they heard the voice from the underworld.

"So what the hell is this! Anyone? Come and save me!" Osamu Dazai was immobilized by a pile of pink slime.

Zhong Yuanzhong, who had crushed a slime, couldn't bear to kick it: "Who told you to provoke that slime! Otherwise, will we become what we are now? Huh?"

Junichiro Tanizaki couldn't help but agree with the words of the port mafia cadre with tears in his eyes.

Even slimes are teased, be yourself, Mr. Dazai!

Looking at the whole city, there are pink slimes everywhere.

"Hey——" Kenji Miyazawa picked up a big tree, made a circle, and finally threw it out vigorously, and now a clearing area can be cleared.He wiped off his sweat, and looked at Osamu Dazai curiously: "Isn't Mr. Dazai all right? Just now Mr. Ranpo said that the slime loves you, and he did it to protect you."

Osamu Dazai, who was about to be crushed by the slime, sighed deeply. This kind of love is really heavy. Those slimes wanted to swallow him and turn him into a creature like them.

Terrible.

A huge black bird with many yellow eyes and a lamp is walking slowly on the street. When someone approaches him, those yellow eyes will turn red, looking ferociously at him. A human being that close - as long as he opens his mouth, he can bite off this person's head.

On the other side, an apple with its head growing into an apple, stood there like a sculpture of a curse spirit wearing a long red dress. There were spiked vines at its feet that were constantly extending outward, piercing everyone passing by.

The six eyes clearly saw all of this.

Hundred ghosts at night?This is the real Night Walk of the Hundred Ghosts.

"Doctor." Gojo Satoru read out the code name biting the words, and everything in front of him was the doctor's masterpiece.

The high-level executives of the magic world, who were originally full of confidence, were in a mess when they realized that things were getting out of control.

"Where is Wujo Wu? Where is Wujo Wu?"

It's obviously not without strength, but something happened, but he just wanted to hide behind others.

There was chaos outside, but the instigators of all this seemed extremely calm.

"Gojo Satoru is really weak, such a person can stay until now." The person in charge of the future company commented on the doctor's friend for the first time.

They didn't know what Wujo Satoru was thinking, and they couldn't understand his choice. After all, the future organization was obviously a straightforward and practical style.

However, this sentence is enough to say something out of line, not to mention whether he has the right to interfere with the doctor's choice, it is an indisputable fact that Gojo Satoru is powerful, and it is not his turn to judge it.

According to Sapling Makoto's information, more than one minister in the Future Agency deduced the fact that he will eventually betray the Future Agency, so the Future Agency has already prepared to deal with it, and the machine that can monitor the situation of the high school has long been deployed. As for Sapling Makoto. ... It depends on what the doctor wants.However, the future agency itself has no idea of ​​pursuing it. Instead of spending manpower and material resources to hunt down the traitors, it is better to hurry up and do more experiments.

And the future agency also has the confidence to deal with all the problems that will arise after this.

Guest No. [-]'s attention fell on the screen monitoring the overall situation again, and his plain eyes became more eager.

"This is the first step in building the Tower of Babel for mankind to reach the Kingdom of God."

It is also the last step, to accumulate enough power to trigger the Tower of Babel, fear, sadness, everything is fine, the more negative emotions, the more power you have.

After Xia Youjie announced the launch of the Hundred Ghosts Night Walk, they adjusted the new plan and gave up using eggs to absorb human emotions to achieve the goal of evolution. Instead, they chose to build a central system to collect human emotions together, just like A large-scale memory, human emotions and memories are the same as before, but in a different way of existence, a way that can no longer affect human thinking.

They call the medium that stores human emotions the Tower of Babel, the ladder leading to the Kingdom of God.

When the body grows old and dies, a person's emotions and memories remain unchanged in the Tower of Babel, and human beings gain another sense of immortality. At that time, human beings are indistinguishable from gods.

This is the future that the Future Agency is looking forward to.

He opened his arms and smiled frantically: "Doctor, are you watching?"

......

"Spine!" Zenyuan Maki desperately grabbed the dog to roll the thorn.

Before temporarily returning to the high school to stop Xia Youjie, he was seriously injured and almost died. Fortunately, Doctor Nitzi came in time. After using the reversal magician to make her and the panda alive and kicking, they rushed to help the dog curl the thorn.

But the real battlefield is not the same as they imagined.

A large number of scary curse spirits suddenly stopped moving at a certain moment, as if encountering a natural enemy. When the dog curly thorn found that something was wrong, he rushed to Tokyo Tower first. At that time, many people were already killed by that weird leg The blame was sucked over.

Goujuanji wanted to use a spell to save those people, but he lost his will to resist after looking at the leg monster one more time, and started walking towards Tokyo Tower like everyone else, if Zenyuan Maki and the others hadn't come Now, the end of the dog curly spine will be the same as those people.

The sober dog Juanji immediately used the spirit of speech: "Close-eyes!"

Several people pulling him lowered their heads together.

The force that pulled them disappeared, and the dog curly spine and several others all fell to the ground.

The panda helped Miao Mucheng: "What's going on?"

Miao Mucheng clenched his hands secretly, what to do, should he tell the truth?If he said it, he would no longer be able to stay in the high school.

But he didn't want to leave, he always felt that the days in the college made him feel very familiar, so familiar that he wanted to shed tears, as if there were some people by his side in the past, but no one was there afterwards.

He no longer wants to lose it.

"We can't look at that ghoul!" he said.

Goujuanji gave him an appreciative look, and Chanyuan Maki couldn't help feeling: "Sure enough, you know Ji the best."

Makoto Naegi froze.

Others didn't pay much attention.

"Tch, special level? We can't deal with stunts with our current strength, so where did that unreliable teacher go?"

A few people tried hard to prevent people from getting closer, but to no avail.

Seeing that another person broke free and she was sucked away by the curse spirit, the Chanyuan really couldn't help but hit the ground with a bamboo knife so hard that they didn't dare to look up, so their vision was also limited.

"Damn it, what should I do!"

Chanyuan Maki gritted her teeth, and stopped a woman relentlessly, "Hey, wake up! You should see what the hell is that!"

The woman bit her hand fiercely, she was caught off guard for a moment, Chanyuan Maki let go.

"asshole!!!"

Chanyuan Maki raised her head and grabbed the woman's hand. At this moment, the curse spirit appeared again in her eyes.

The light in his eyes gradually dimmed.

"Maki! Wake up!"

Others wanted to rush over, but they couldn't give up the other people who were blocking them, and only hoped that she would wake up.

Until she slowly let go of her hand and her body slowly floated up, the others who didn't get a response got anxious and looked up at Zenyuan Maki without caring about other things.

"Maki!!"

A hand stretched out and grabbed the girl's wrist. The faint temperature was transmitted from the wrist to her body, and her body stopped in mid-air as she was heading towards Xin Xing.

who is it?

Seems like a teacher?Is it Mr. Wujo?

No, it's not.

Even if it wasn't the person they were looking forward to the most, even if they knew that the person coming might not be able to deal with the super-level curse spirit at all, they couldn't help the hot tears welling up in their eyes at this moment.

"Teacher Kamiya!"