The mountain god is me

"Are you still planning to cover up that reckless god?!"

The higher-ups raised their voices and yelled at Ye Mo Zhengdao in front of him. Ye Mo frowned and did not explain himself and let him scold him.

"Wujo has already gone to find out the situation..."

"What?!" The high-level shouted even louder, "How could you leak such important information without our permission?! Have you forgotten the rules? Noctua!"

"boom--"

The tight door was suddenly opened, and a strong smell of blood wafted over.

The executive turned his head and saw Gojo Satoru with a plain face, and just about to speak, he was so frightened by the scene in front of him that he couldn't make a sound——

Gojo Satoru's slender and powerful hands are holding two bloody pieces of flesh that can barely be called corpses. The corpses seem to have experienced some inhumane torture. Every inch of flesh and blood has been cut open, but no blood seeps out. There are only countless gold threads that have been full of blood shining red, tumbling among the pieces of meat.

Noctua looked at the expressionless Wu Tiao and asked, "How is the situation?"

Gojo Satoru let out a sneer, and threw the corpse in his hand to the position where the higher-ups were.

"!"

The high-level dodged in embarrassment, and the piece of meat was scattered for a short period of time when it fell to the ground, and then wriggled into a ball by the densely tumbling golden threads in the meat.

"The situation?" Gojo Satoru looked at the senior management and said, "Aren't they the clearest?"

"The enraged god will kill the poor conjurer who stopped her, and leave the scene, and may plan the next revenge."

"How could it be!", the senior executive stared straight at the eyes

"Why not?" Gojo Satoru glanced mockingly, his eyes hidden in the darkness were brewing a violent storm, "If you want to make progress, you must be prepared to have your outstretched hand chopped off, so now it is Isn't it natural to become a piece of meat?"

"Then you just left like this?!" The senior management shouted in a gaffe.

He was afraid, afraid of being retaliated by the gods, and afraid that he would turn into a wriggling lump of flesh at his feet without knowing when.

He stretched out his hand, trying to stop Wujo Wu who was about to leave, there was a sound of silk tearing, and the outstretched hand was torn apart by Wujo Wu's soaring spell power.

The senior fell to the ground with his arms folded, and before he could scream, Gojo Satoru stretched out his foot and stepped on the open space next to the senior's head.

With a light kick, all the surrounding bricks cracked, and a small hole was sunken in the flat ground.

The higher-ups raised their heads tremblingly, and looked at the last wolf-like eyes.

"It's better for the dying old man to go to another world earlier." Gojo Satoru said angrily, "If you dare to stop me, just try."

The high-ranking officer fell to the ground, tears streaming down his face, Ye Moth nodded at him, turned around and followed Wujo Wu who was leaving.

"..."

"Ask whatever you want, Principal Night Moth..."

Gojo Satoru frowned, although his tone was as relaxed as ever, but Ye Moth noticed his clenched fist.

Noctua thought about it and said, "Is there any difference between the report and the scene?"

"A few." Gojo Satoru said, "The number of deaths at the scene was higher than reported. Judging from the remnants of the spell, several people had enmity with Liuli, ah, the kind of unilateral enmity between them."

Night Moth held his chin and thought about it: "Wu, don't meddle in this matter for now, I..."

"It's too late." Gojo Satoru interrupted Noctua, "To be honest, I won't react if all the old men and their idiots are dead. The power scar is only related to Miss Amber... Leaving aside the people who have died..."

Gojo Satoru waved his fingers, "We found an unfinished technique on the spot, which involves a huge number of people. Once activated, Tokyo, which is full of people, will become empty at once."

Gojo Satoru made an explosive gesture, Noctua sensed the seriousness of the incident, wanted to say something but was interrupted by Gojo Satoru again.

"I know, Principal Ye Moth. After all, I've grown a lot over the years, so trust me a little more."

"Although all the conditions now point to the direction I don't want to imagine, even if I want to jump into the abyss, I dare to pull people out of it." Gojo Satoru showed an arrogant smile, "After all... I But the strongest!"

Night Moth nodded after being silent for a while, "I see..."

The moment the barrier was broken, the scattered golden threads surged to fill the destroyed spell, and the brutal mantra swallowed up the spell of the original spell.

Many people were involved in the operation, and the swollen brain nerves were forced to control the sudden increase in perception one by one.

I left the room, pushed the door open, and the conjurers who had brought me over fell stiffly on the ground.

I walked over, but before I touched them, the spell hidden on the corpse suddenly launched an attack on me. The golden thread scattered the attack like a flashback. Before I could study it, the trace of the spell disappeared quickly.

The attack just now is so weak that it can't even be called an attack, and this obvious and deliberate trace is undoubtedly imposed by the latecomer, the purpose is to lure me to attack, or to make other conjurers mistakenly think that I killed these people .

Smiling contemptuously, I was about to contact Gojo Satoru, but I received a message on my phone.

An unknown number sent a photo of Junpei. In the photo, Junpei's face was covered with blood and he was being roughly grabbed by his hair and forced to look up at the camera.

The finger resting on the contact Gojo Satoru immediately moved to the knotweed Yuren, the phone beeped a few times before being connected, another photo was sent over——

It's a photo of Yukichi blowing his hair, and on the messy floor is the bloody cat hair that was shaved off.

The howling mantra smashed all the surrounding buildings within three meters, and the figure on the shattered stone slab appeared in another place in a second.

The door of the apartment was flung open, and I was standing in the bright living room, where the delicious soup was bubbling in the kitchen, but I didn't see Yukichi.

Yukichi will prepare all the ingredients before cooking, and the possibility of going shopping in the middle is very slim, let alone turning off the induction cooker...

I clicked the button of the induction cooker and turned on the phone to send a text message——

[Your purpose? ]

It's like watching my panic through the screen

[Have you confirmed it?I’m not lying to you~]

[If you want to rescue these two people, kill the people on the list before dark, and then come to this place. ]

Immediately, the mobile phone received a list and a location location, I opened the list, a group of unknown people mixed with a few familiar names.

The phone side thoughtfully added: [The above people should have links with you. Even if you don’t know them, it should be easy for you to find them. I’m looking forward to it, Liulijiang~]

Controlling the strength so as not to pinch and explode the phone, I took a deep breath to calm down my anger——

Knowing that Yukichi and Junpei have been kidnapped, even if Junpei's kidnapping is an illusion, I still have to consider Yukichi, even if there is only a one-ten-thousandth possibility, I have to make sure nothing goes wrong.

Through information, this method will never be a cassock. There are not many people who know my information and abilities. There are high-level personnel on the list, plus the previous actions, which means that this person’s purpose is to let me and the high-level Fang completely broke up.

The person who kidnapped Yukichi and Junpei must be someone who is opposed to the high-level people, and he is also very familiar with me...

Messy information was quickly connected in my mind, and I thought of a possibility.

Flicking the golden thread, I picked out those on the list. The selected golden thread obediently guided the direction, and the silent sky seemed to be mourning for the coming killing.

"You! You are—!"

A figure as nimble as a cat fell behind the target, the weak mouse fell to the ground before screaming a few times, the golden thread sank into his body, and everything returned to silence.

- and then the next

I glanced at the yellowed sky, the wind was blowing the cirrus clouds like being scorched by fire, cracking black cracks.

I glanced down, and the figure moved quickly again. I will finish everything before it gets dark.

The real person sat on a rickety hammock, fiddled with his mobile phone, and hummed an incoherent tune.

"How? Did she do it?" Naohua put his arms around and asked from the side.Although it was a questioning sentence, the tone was very confident.

"Hey." Zhenren jumped out of the hammock, walked to Naohua and looked at him, "I agreed quickly, how did Xia You know, I thought Liuli Jiang would struggle again, what a pity..."

Naohua raised the corners of his mouth, "Strength is not powerful, and Miss Amber has a fatal flaw."

It is clearly a god but has been contaminated with human nature. A god with concern cannot be supercilious. How can it be passed without taking advantage of it?

Naohua thought about his plan, and with the addition of an absolutely powerful god, he believed that his ideal world would be completed soon.

"Are those things ready? Calculate the time, she should be here soon." Naohua said.

"Of—Of course——" the real person said in a voice, and two shriveled and shriveled jerky appeared between his fingers, which rapidly expanded and formed under the control of the mantra.

Naohua nodded in satisfaction.

A good show is about to begin.

Unlike their leisurely ones, the magic world is in an unprecedented crisis, and Noctua's phone rings one after another.

"Okay... I see, I will convey it right away."

Noctua hung up on one, and another urgent call came immediately. Before the other party could speak, Noctua replied skillfully, "I will contact Wutiao to ask him to come back as soon as possible."

"Don't tell me this!" The other end of the phone was very angry, his voice trembling and sharp, "Do you know how many people have died!! I want Gojo Satoru to come to me immediately!"

Revenge came sooner than they had imagined, and the enraged god was like a wild beast that lost its mind, slaughtering a large number of conjurers in just a few hours.

"I don't care, you have to—"

The voice on the other end of the phone stopped abruptly, followed by the sound of a heavy object falling to the ground. Even through the screen, the murderous aura that came through made the moth's temples sweat coldly.

He held his breath and heard a few soft footsteps. The god on the other side of the screen seemed to realize that the phone was being connected. What would she do?

Noctua opened his throat, but found that his voice was too hoarse to speak. Before he could react, the phone was hung up.

The author has something to say:

Grandma, your favorite wife has been updated! !

First of all, I would like to apologize to everyone for Armstrong's 360 roundabout slide. It's really embarrassing to delay the update for so long. Although I really want to say that I will never delay the update in the future, but... I will try my best! ! (Crying in the storm and running away with his head in his arms)

Everyone who has been waiting for the update has worked hard, especially the cute snow cake, woo woo woo, in fact, my conscience hurts every day when I see the comments for those who have not updated, I will definitely update sooner next time! ! !