Vests are the ceiling of combat power

"chapter7 boiling"

"Hanako's classmate Nekoyashiki's freshly baked homeroom teacher stopped her energetically, raised the corner of the blindfold with her index finger, and her six lake-blue eyes were shining brightly.

"There is a very stubborn curse on you."

The living curse entwined on her soul is exactly the same as the curse on the lost eyeball in Sendai.

That person is Nekoya Shiki Hanako.

Gojo Satoru's eyes fell on Nekoyashiki's unmoving left eye.He didn't know what kind of spell would require a conjurer to goug out his left eye.But he never underestimated the degree to which the Curser despises life.

"What did you exchange for that...?"

Gojo Satoru lowered his body and asked her a rare serious question.

"Curse power."

The smile of the strongest magician disappeared as if it had been erased.

And Nekoya Shiki Hanako laughed as if she heard some funny joke.

"That's what a curse master with no connections is like. Forced to give up important things in exchange for worthless curse power, it's still very weak in the end."

Nekoya Shiki Hanako stopped smiling.

"In the end, there is nothing to abandon, and we can only curse each other."

Gojo Satoru had thought a lot about Nekoyashiki's eyes.

It is the opening condition of a powerful spell, and it can be made into a powerful spell tool.He would not even be surprised to answer the necessary conditions for taming a high-level spell spirit.

But mana?

Do not make jokes.

"I'm serious, Gojo-sensei."

Nekoyashiki Hanako whispered beside him while walking away from him.

Gojo Satoru turned around and looked at her young back.

She is very young and has done nothing wrong, but she only has two years left.

What can you do in two years?

Finish the deserted high school, read 48 books, watch fancy world travel, and earn a little money.

Nothing can be done.

"The past is over. The future is more important Oh Gojo Satoru gathered his hands into a trumpet shape, trying to do some psychological counseling.

"I have no future, Gojo-sensei."

Nekoyashiki Hanako smiled softly.

"Because I don't have it, I hope others have it."

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tokyo midnight

Nekoya Shiki Hanako sat on the torii of the shrine that was realized by Tengen inside the high school, and sucked the last mouthful of strawberry yogurt.

Gojo Satoru accidentally went to another country on a business trip. There is no dangerous Six Eyes in the high school, and the others are not a threat at all.

It's just a good time to try the power of the so-called cursed king, whether it is as strong as six eyes plus no lower limit.

[Extreme Fan: Whirlpool? Change_Start]

Tick.

As if water drops fell into the lake, ghosts and gods with four eyes rushed towards them.

That was the memory of the two-faced Su Nuo.

The king of the curse thousands of years ago far surpassed Cat Yashiki Hanako in terms of soul strength and memory.The side effect of easily choosing fusion is——

Completely think that two-faced Nuo.

The moonlight shed quietly, casting black and white shadows on the ground.

The creaking sound of the double-speed growth of flesh and blood seemed to dye the flowing moonlight with spots of crimson.The four-armed curser stood on the torii gate of the shrine, and casually wiped the broken hair on his forehead.

"Thousands of years have passed, and the moon hasn't changed at all."

Su Nuo limited edition Nekoyashiki Hanako looked down and revealed a cruel smile.

"Let's start killing now."

The spell power with unique marks vibrated and created invisible ripples, which disturbed the dreams of most of the conjurers in Tokyo, and also awakened the sleeping sorcerers for thousands of years.

The white-haired doll-headed Limei stood in front of the window, with a pale moon and the blood-red Cursed King in front of him.

Human blood flowed down the ends of the nails. Limei, who hadn't recovered for a while, bowed down in time before the patience of Hanako's limited edition Su Nuo ran out:

"grown ups."

"Limei." The curly-haired, four-armed curse master fastened the obi of the women's kimono, and announced almost arrogantly: "Tell those restless curse masters that I am back."

[June 208, 6_The King of the Curse Double-faced Su Nuo Confirms His Resurrection]

Unlike the Su Nuo container, which has only one-tenth of its power, the news of Su Nuo's resurrection in its heyday a thousand years ago is like throwing a nuclear bomb into a small pond, with an absurdly large yield.

"Su Nuo revived?"

In the high-level conference room that was lit overnight, Patriarch Kamo asked in disbelief.

"Someone in Tokyo witnessed a curse master with four arms and four eyes using a cutting-like technique to kill."

Leyansi Jiashen who was woken up in the middle of the night said slowly.

"The mantra reaction is determined to be the two-faced Nuo."

There was a gasp in the conference room.

Hereditary and inheritance are all tacitly forgotten by everyone at the same time. The high-level executives who have relied on their ancestral aura all the year round are desperately using their brains to think about whether their true strength as a magician is enough to allow them to survive as human beings.

Silence reigned in the small area, until the sound of snapping pens began to echo through the empty conference room.

"Send Conjuration! Get those idiots—"

In the past, the main fighters, who were able to deal with the six-eyed curse masters, trembled with fear and anger, and threw the pen crushed by the magic power towards the door in a venting manner.

The pen that was flying at low altitude hit something, then slid down the soft fabric and fell gently to the ground.

"Report."

The young white-haired curser smiled gently, like the assistant supervisor who was killed by him last time said.

"Lord Su Nuo is coming here soon."

The icy wind spread along the stagnant air, until the high-level conjurers present shivered involuntarily.

how is this possible……

They haven't enjoyed enough yet!

The hysterical main combat faction stood up recklessly, and released the flame spell at the bottom of the box to the white-haired curser——

A very slight voice passed over the heads of everyone present.What is passing through the air?Maybe some people think so.

They don't have to worry about this problem in the next second.

Thick and warm human blood poured down, and half of the skull rolled on the table like a watermelon.

Among them, the most powerful warlock faction fell on the negotiating table, like a low-quality plastic doll.

The hall was so quiet that only the sound of the beating heart remained.

Patriarch Kamo stared blankly at the blood on his finger, the scene in front of him seemed to be broken into countless pieces.

There is no way to think anymore.

In the face of absolute violence, they are so small.

Li Mei seemed to sense something, and took a step forward with a smile.

The next moment, the wall at the front of the conference room shattered under the action of the violent spell, and the four-armed multi-purpose demon stood on the ruins of bricks and stones.

"You are the leaders of the magic world right now."

The short curly hair limited edition double-faced Su Nuo lowered his eyes slightly, looking at the high-level mantra who looked like a lamb waiting to be slaughtered.

"It's boring not to sort by strength. They are too weak, and they don't even have the appetite to kill you."

There was the sound of rubble being trampled on.

"Only by killing you can those conjurers be obedient. Well, you can start to be afraid."

The blood-red mantra began to flow, and finally a flame ignited around the resurrected Su Nuo.

Ok?

A sharp piercing sound came from behind.Hanako Limited Edition Su Nuo turned around and grabbed it, accurately blocking the blunt knife aimed at the spine.

"I am Jianren Qihai, a first-class magician."

The blond man in goggles tugged at the speckled tie wrapped around the palm of his hand.

"Here on behalf of the high school."