The mountain god is me

The last person fell to the ground, and I came to the agreed location according to the location of the mobile phone.

Just when I arrived, the pitch-black tent fell quickly, and Naohua brought a familiar blue-haired curse spirit to me with a leisurely smile.

"We meet again, Miss Amber." Naohua waved at me.

But I don't want to talk so much nonsense with them, "The people have been dealt with, where are Junpei and Yukichi?"

Scattered golden threads overflowed the tent, and I, who was in the center, seemed to be wrapped in a golden lotus from a distance.

"They're safe." Naohua answered irrelevantly.

In the next second, the position where the two of them were was sunken into a big hole, and the hot pursuit of the golden thread kept chasing towards their changing position.

The real person has been wrapped into a cocoon by the ubiquitous golden thread, constantly trembling.Being pierced by the golden thread again, Naohua vomited a mouthful of blood and shouted: "If you kill me, they will die too!"

The movement of the golden thread stopped abruptly, and turned around so that only his head was exposed.

"Where is the person?" I squatted down and looked directly at the brain flower that could hardly control its expression.

Maybe it was locked in some tent, my golden thread couldn't sense the positions of Yukichi and Junpei.

Naohua took a deep breath, smiled and said to me: "They are in a space technique that I have compressed, once I die, the whole space will explode."

"Bam—!"

I couldn't hold back and kicked Naohua Qianjun onto the tent, the tent trembled violently, and the thick black was somewhat transparent.

Naohua vomited a mouthful of blood again, and I stomped on him again, "Where's the thing?"

"Ahem..." His lungs were stepped on, his brain coughed a few times, and his eyes were full of sternness, "The things are stored in the shrine where Miss Amber stayed before, unless I take the initiative to open it, all other external forces just need to try to open it." Destroying the spell, the spell space will be destroyed immediately..."

"But why did you take the initiative to open it?"

I sat on top of him, with a grim expression on my brain, "This requires Miss Amber to make a choice."

At this moment, his brain is like a poisonous snake in the Garden of Eden. He said slowly: "Take some irrelevant people and exchange them for important people. No matter how you look at it, it's a good deal."

He squinted his eyes and continued: "You have killed so many high-level people, and now there are just a few more ordinary people. Without them, the conjuration community will not forgive you for this."

"It's annoying to be harassed by a bunch of little bugs, right?"

As soon as the voice finished speaking, the air pressure in the tent dropped suddenly, a terrifying aura rushed towards his face, killing intent poured out, and cold sweat dripped unconsciously from the corners of his forehead.

He once again clearly felt the gap-like difference between humans and gods.

——Be sure to pull her into your camp!

Naohua once again strengthened his mind, and said, "How is it? Miss Amber, this is not something to hesitate."

The woman didn't answer, she turned her gaze the next second, and several people appeared at the shrine.

"I know what you're thinking." I thought to myself coldly, and then released a large amount of golden threads, and the flying threads intermingled in the air to form a giant beast, not angry but mighty.

Although the giant beast has no vital signs, Brain Flower can feel the real coercion. Under the condition of being imprisoned, Brain Flower has no doubt that this giant beast can kill him easily.

"I will go and get rid of those people." I looked down at him and said, "When I kill the last person, I want to see Yukichi and Junpei intact, otherwise I will kill you."

I knelt down and approached him and said, "You'd better keep them safe, Curse Master."

The golden and mighty behemoth also roared in response, I patted the head of the behemoth, and disappeared in place the next moment.

Today is literally the worst day of life for the "windows" in Tokyo's various wards, as a raging god finally shows its power, massacring a large number of high-ranking officials.

Just when the number of people stopped decreasing and "window" secretly breathed a sigh of relief, civilians were killed again.

"...This is the Sixth District of the city center. As of now, the known death toll is 132..."

"This is the south of the city, the death toll has reached 354..."

"This is..."

The assistant superintendent's phone rang one after another, and the continuous sound of the phone was frightening, because each call represented the emergence of a new dead person.

"It's so unreasonable!" The furious executive slapped the table fiercely, "I suggest that this monster must be disposed of quickly!!"

The seething parliament hall was clamoring because of the rising death toll, but at this moment, almost all voices were extremely united.

A high-status conjurer tapped the table a few times, and the council hall fell silent. All eyes were on him, expecting his decision.

The conjurer stroked his beard, the deep-set eyes were full of killing intent——

"Now issue the highest level of killing order, Zenyuan... Kamo... act immediately!! Be sure... to kill that beast."

The family patriarch who was named saluted the conjurer and left with the clan.

Seeing them in action, someone in the council hall spoke again, "Five...what about over there?"

There were also people from the Wujo family present, but everyone knew that they were referring to Wujo Wu, but because of fear, they never dared to say the full name.

The conjurer twirled his beard, "Now this matter has involved the safety of the people, Gojo Satoru will not ignore it, the principal of Leyan Temple..."

Leyan Temple looked at the conjurer, and the conjurer continued, "Go and contact Noctua, and bring those students...With them here, Wutiao's movement must be faster."

Leyan Temple nodded and left.

Gojo Satoru was tracking Kohaku Ruri's information when he received the order. Every high-level death area was far away, and some even spanned the entire Tokyo.

If it wasn't for someone to provide information, it would be difficult to achieve such an efficient killing rate.

This made Gojo Satoru firmer in his guess: Amber Liuli was being used, and the purpose of the messenger behind it was to completely sever the relationship between Amber and the magic circle.

If this is the case, then it is even more necessary to speed up, before the worst happens...

Wujo Gojo was thinking this way, when Ye Moth called, "Wu... the top management issued the highest order, you must kill Hubo Liuli, you... where are you now?"

"Did a civilian die?" Gojo Satoru didn't answer, he asked instead.

Gojo Satoru's tone is very calm. He feels that he is calmer than ever before. Although the high-intensity tracking makes even the strongest him sweat profusely, and his heart seems to be jumping out of his chest, but Noctua's phone is like a big bucket of ice. The water completely cooled his boiling heart.

It's summer, why is it so cold?

There was a moment of silence on the other end of the phone, and an electric voice came to my ears: "Yes..."

——Ah, sure enough, it’s like this again.

Gojo Gojo stood in the air, staring directly at the dark sky and the buildings on the ground, he didn't care what he said on the phone, and hung up the phone.

As the howling wind passed through his body, Gojo Satoru felt his soul being torn into two parts, and the vision in front of him seemed to begin to change rapidly——

The bitter summer of that year seems to be back again.

As his chest heaved violently, Gojo Satoru covered his eyes with trembling hands, and the voices echoing in his ears kept intertwining:

"Wu, you have become the strongest..."

"Wu, if I were you, wouldn't this ridiculous ideal become a reality?"

"...Kill if you want, your choice is meaningful..."

Those dusty memories echoed and clamored in the cracks of the torn soul, but the desperate reality had already placed the bloody result in front of his eyes, as if mocking him:

——Even if you become the strongest, what have you changed?

The expression on his face was distorted and ferocious, when the breeze picked up, the bright moon was imprinted in the six eyes that almost popped out of their sockets.

Mingyue, seems to exist in many memories with Miss Amber...

The memory was quickly mobilized, and Gojo Satoru almost saw Miss Amber, who was crying fiercely and fiercely when he first met, and her awkward and shy appearance, stunning and beautiful appearance, and the tacit words between the two of them under the moonlight——

"Tonight's night is so beautiful."

The moonlight in my memory is as gentle as it is now, Gojo Wuwu smiled——

Even if you are in the deepest hell, I will pull you out, my dear Miss Amber.

The vigorous mantra only stayed in the air for a moment, and under the moonlight, Wujo Wu's figure disappeared again.

Yi Dizhi was busy answering calls from "window" one after another, and his hand on the keyboard kept typing, and the data on the number of deaths and areas on the computer was constantly updated.

"Yidizhi."

A demonic voice suddenly appeared behind him, and Yi Dizhi was so frightened that he dropped his phone.

He picked up his cell phone and adjusted his glasses in a panic. He might have heard a voice on the other end of the phone, so he hung up the phone very quickly.

"What's the matter, Mr. Gojo?"

"Contact the high-level, put all operations on the search and rescue of civilians, and execute... I will execute it."

Although it was just a common sentence, Yijizhi, a social animal for many years who has used sensing the emotions of his boss as a basic survival skill, felt the chill in Gojo Satoru's tone.

The words of hesitation and refusal turned into a promise when it came to his lips, Yizhi Nuonuo nodded, "I... I see, I will contact you right now."

Does Yidi know what's wrong with his boss? Under the eyes of a beast, Yidizhi is dominated by his extremely high desire to survive, and all kinds of communication finally make the senior management change their direction.

"We have already contacted Zenyuan... Kamo, and Headmaster Night Moth. They will take the rescue of civilians as the first action."

Gojo Satoru nodded, "Thank you for your hard work."

As soon as the matter was finished, he immediately disappeared in place.

The office was empty again, Yi Dizhi let out a breath, wiped his eyes with trembling hands, and moved his gaze to the data form on the computer.

——It must be all right!

The author has something to say:

It has been raining heavily in Henan these days. I don’t know if there are any cuties from Henan who read my article. Be sure to protect yourself! !Hold on! !The people of the whole country are with you! !The harder it is, the more optimistic you are, come on my babies! !