Spell Upgrade System

"Hi, long time no see."

I don't know when, the Tenni Hoko that had stabbed Gojo Gojo's head had disappeared, but if you just looked down, you would know that the sword had landed at his feet, but no one knew it was When did it happen.

Whether it was for Gojo Satoru himself or for the person opposite, this happened in an instant, so fast that it was even difficult to detect.

Mantra is a negative power, which can strengthen the body, but cannot regenerate it.

Therefore, to multiply the same negative power, the negative negative becomes positive, this is the "reversal technique".

The process of acquiring the "reversal technique" seemed to be very long in Gojo Satoru's mind, but in fact it only took less than one-tenth of a second, and then it took another half a second to unplug his head. Tian Ni Hoko, and healed all the wounds on his body.

After all, no matter what, he should have died on the spot when his throat was pierced.

However, under some unknown trend, he managed to acquire the "reversal technique" in an extremely short period of time and survived.

This is really to the extent that Gojo Satoru himself would find it mysterious.

He knew that he would definitely be able to learn the "reversal technique" in this life, but he didn't know when and under what circumstances, but anyway, this situation was too dangerous.

But no matter what, he learned.

From this moment on, Gojo Satoru became the strongest.

"Are you surprised?" Gojo Satoru asked the person in front of him, parting his hair, "I'm still alive, and I'm still very energetic."

The place that was pulled away was obviously the scar left when Amarihoko stabbed in.

"..."

"Okay, I know you can't talk anymore, and I don't know what you are, but from now on, I will never be beaten by you."

Gojo Satoru just saw the person opposite frowned, but he didn't intend to say a word, obviously, he certainly didn't intend to communicate with this person properly.

If I have a "reversal technique", then of course "He" which belongs to the reverse form of the technique can also be used.

If "He" can be used, then as long as "He" and "Cang" are used in combination, one can use the most powerful form among the "No Lower Limit Spells", the imaginary "Chi".

Gojo Satoru didn't know how the guy in front of him did it, but now he can do it too, no matter what the direction will not be one-sided.

Both of them can use the "reversal technique", so the outcome is either a wheel battle to see whose energy is exhausted first, or it is a battle for the sky-defying Hoko, so that the other party can't use the technique and it will be considered a win.

Of course Gojo Satoru didn't have time to accompany him on the former.

So he resolutely chose Tianni Hoko, and now he only needs to bend down, and he can hold this spell tool with a strong spell in his hand.

Just like it is now.

"Come on," Gojo Satoru weighed the Tennis Hoko in his hand twice, "Be honest, I won't make you suffer too much, or you can take me back to the magic world, my lord has a lot , maybe just let you go."

The person opposite: "..."

Wutiaowu: "..."

For some reason, Gojo Satoru always felt that the other party didn't speak this time, but the meaning was different from before.

It can probably be said that he didn't speak before because he didn't want to speak, but now he doesn't speak because he was speechless.

……Fine.

Whether he is speechless or not, just see who can win?

Gojo Satoru now has a strong sense of self-confidence.

Of course, this is not because he is conceited. Having learned the "reversal spell", he can already be said to be the strongest existence in the magic world. The only thing he lacks now is practice.

Gojo Satoru feels that he is full of inspiration now, and he can use the "he" and the virtual "茈" completely. At this moment, the only thing left is to try.

It just so happened that there was this practice object in front of me.

Gojo Satoru pursed his lips, and felt that his mood became much happier, but now is not the time for him to be happy, he still has to solve the trouble in front of him first, and then go to the spell club to find Shikatori Hiiragi.

Gojo Satoru may have felt that it was his attachment to Shikatori Hiiragi that supported him when he had just learned the "reversal technique" at a critical moment of life and death.

To be honest, Gojo Satoru's desire to survive at that moment was not very strong, probably because in comparison with the crisis situation just now, no matter what it was, it seemed so insignificant.

But Shikatori Hiiragi was the only thing that made him feel uneasy.

He still doesn't know if she is safe now.

He still doesn't know if she has knocked out those old fellows from the Spell Society and beat them up.

If this is the case, he must go to the scene immediately and whip the corpse again.

Thinking of this, Gojo Satoru suddenly felt relieved.

It seems that Shikatori Hiiragi is really an important existence to me.

Compared with his parents and relatives who have not been seen much since he was a child, the servant who took care of him since he was a child, accompanied him in many games day and night and saw half of the comics, or Shikatori Hiiragi is more important.

It can even be said to be hundreds of times more important.

He doesn't know if it's because of his sense of responsibility as an "older brother", who doesn't know where it comes from, but the fact is that he can no longer accept a world without Shikatori Hiiragi.

If she really died, he would be too sad to die.

If she smiled at him, then his mood would also become better.

What Wujo Goji imprinted in her mind was the white-haired girl's smile that seemed to warm the whole winter. Her emerald eyes narrowed slightly, and there seemed to be sweet honey in them. When she smiled, two more Shallow pear dimples.

He likes the way she makes snacks for him, the way she watches TV with him, the way she is in a daze during class, and...

……

.........

There are too many.

Gojo Satoru couldn't control the sour emotions in his heart, but he just thought it was a brother's love for his sister.

Isn't it normal to like your sister?

So...Even for her, he absolutely must not die here. Such a strong belief has allowed him to stand here until now.

Gojo Satoru figured it out, after the end, he must cling to Shikatori Hiiragi all day, no matter how annoying she is, tell him to go away, he will lick his face and stay by her side.

Exhaling a breath, the young man's blue eyes stared straight at the person in the black cloak in front of him.

"Well, it looks like you don't want to."

"..."

"Then there is no other way. Since you want to kill me, then if I kill you, it can only be regarded as self-defense?"

In the next second, a collection of mantras of two colors began to grow from Wujo Satoru's two palms, and after the power was accumulated to a certain level, the two kinds of mantras were combined into one.

The two strong forces of forward rotation and reverse collision collided with each other, thus forming a stronger impact force, and the sand and soil were suddenly flying, rolling up one piece after another of small stones.

"Virtual form - "Che". "

Reversal and forward rotation, generated by conflicting various infinities, make the imaginary quality pour out - the imaginary form "茈".

With the sound of Gojo Satoru falling, the place where the person in the black cloak was was instantly reduced to ashes, replaced by a ravine that was deeper and wider than the one left when the man used it before.

Perhaps it was because of the "infinity" wrapped around his body, so although that person hid, he didn't hide too far away, but he didn't expect Gojo Satoru's spell to have such a wide range, and he didn't move far enough, so he was really under attack within the range.

It stands to reason that if "Infinity" had not been activated, he would have died on the spot by now.

But actually...

He looked in surprise at the Tianni Hoko who had pierced into his calf at some point, and the infinity around him also disappeared at some point.

His eyes shifted slightly, and what he saw in the next second was the huge blood hole that had been opened on the other side of his body by Gojo Satoru's technique.

The next moment, he fell down unbearably, and was no longer conscious.

Gojo Satoru saw that person fell to the ground from a distance, and knew that his plan had succeeded.

He intentionally enlarged the attack range of the spell, and the longer the power storage time, the stronger the surrounding reaction force when the "Chi" was generated, thus forming a strong wind, and then using the strong wind to roll up broken sand and earth and rocks, confusing the audience, and finally in the While releasing the spell, throw the Tianni Hoko to concentrate on the opponent.

To be honest, as long as he didn't miss this battle, everything would fall apart. After the opponent got Tianni Hoko again, his winning rate would not be so great.

But luckily he succeeded.

Seeing that the person in the center of the gully did not move for a long time, Gojo Satoru heaved a sigh of relief, walked up to the person, bent down and pulled out the Tennihoko from the person's calf, and played with it for a while.

Then he squatted down again to see what this person's face covered by the black cloak looked like.

……

.........

If he could go back to a second ago, Gojo Satoru hoped that he would not have such thoughts.

After he lifted the black cloak, what he saw seemed to be the face he was all too familiar with, and it was also the face of the person he had gone through so many twists and turns and needed to see no matter what.

Gojo Satoru stayed where he was.

The familiar face, the familiar baseball uniform, and the Xingyue headgear that he is all too familiar with, all seem to indicate the same thing——

She is Shikatori Hiiragi.

The person he killed was Shikatori Hiiragi.

Gojo Satoru could no longer hold anything in his mind.

For a moment, he seemed to be unable to think about anything, unable to think about anything, and his eyes just stared at the people on the ground, trembling constantly.

The girl's body was stained with blood, whether it was the clothes that were always clean or the spotless white hair, they were all completely stained by the splashed blood.

And obviously, the owner of this blood is herself.

Gojo Satoru only found it difficult to breathe.

silence.

But this silence was suddenly broken by the sound of a sharp weapon being embedded in the ground, it was a long silver knife with a whole body.

"Ah, it really is a step late..."

Gojo Satoru raised his eyes in a daze.

The purple-haired and blue-eyed god looked at the other party's embarrassed look, expressionless, but there was a hint of sadness in his eyes.

Perhaps it was because he had seen this kind of thing a lot that Yato was able to act so indifferently about it.

He said, "Don't look, she's dead."