"Declaring war alone on the four special levels, Kensuo, I really have you."
Su Nuo looked at Hesuo Road coldly, his eyes full of ridicule.
Kensuo shrugged and said with a smile: "Isn't this to create conditions for the decisive battle between you and Gojo Ze?"
"Oh, by the way, you should have noticed the "Shenwujie" and "Feitian" that were given to you, right? "
Su Nuo spread his hands and said, "Ah, I discovered it. It's a "Construction Technique", right? Wan that guy's ability. "
"Yes, under my guidance, Wan used his life as a "binding" and used the "Construction Technique" to re-forge the "Shenwujie" and "Feitian". "
"As soon as she dies, the "Restraint" will take effect. At that time, "Shenwujie" and "Feitian" will have the ability to forcefully release the spell similar to "Tenni Hoko", so that they can be used to deal with the six-eyed "Infinity". "
Kensuo said with a smile: "Although something unexpected happened and Wan died just after resurrecting, the 'restraint' still took effect. "
"Actually, Wan Ye knew that when the "binding" contract was reached, her fate was to sacrifice her life for the reshaping of the two cursed tools one day in the future. "
"But when I heard it was the spell tool you wanted to use, the guy agreed without hesitation!"
boom!
Suddenly, Su Nuo stretched out his hand and grabbed Kang Suo's neck.
Kensuo sneered while struggling, "What? Does our great King of Curses also have sympathy? Or do you have feelings for that woman named Wan?"
"Sympathy?"
Su Nuo smiled disdainfully and said, "Do you think I have such useless things?"
"As for having feelings for that woman Wan? Are you kidding me?"
"That guy from a thousand years ago ran up to me and said a lot of incomprehensible words, and in the end I cut her in half out of disgust!"
"I'm just unhappy that you actually modified my magic tool without my consent."
Kangsuo's face turned red and his limbs kept struggling.
It wasn't until he was about to lose consciousness that Su Nuo threw him away in disgust.
"If it weren't for the existence of "binding", I would definitely kill you! "
"Ahem..."
Kensuo coughed violently, raised his head and forced a smile.
"Don't be so angry. Although I modified your spell tool privately, it is just right for use against Gojozawa. It also increases your winning rate, doesn't it?"
"whispering sound!"
Su Nuo snorted in displeasure, but did not refute.
Obviously, Gojozawa brought him a sense of tension that he had never experienced in thousands of years.
Even if the method of increasing the winning rate by relying on external objects such as curses is a little bit less powerful than the King of Curses.
But Su Nuo didn't refuse like an idiot.
He is confident, but not arrogant.
Seeing Su Nuo's slightly solemn expression, Kensuo chuckled.
"The King of Curses also gets nervous sometimes?! How about it? Are you confident about the decisive battle in two days?"
"It will win."
Su Nuo had a faint confident smile on his face and spoke concisely.
"But you, facing four super magicians alone, think about your own end!"
Su Nuo turned and left.
"Four special ones?"
Kensuo lowered his head and thought, then came to a basement.
He breathed a long sigh of relief, his eyes serious.
"It seems that this time, we have to dig out all our wealth!"
He took out four glass vessels from his arms one after another. In the transparent bright red liquid, there were four cursed fetuses suspended.
Feeling the extreme malice coming from the cursed womb, Kensuo showed a satisfied smile.
He looked at one of them, and the face of the cursed fetus inside looked very much like Chanyuan Naoya.
"The bloodline of most of the Chanyuan family."
Then he looked at the next one, and the image of the cursed fetus was Kamo Asaoka.
"Most of the blood of the Kamo family."
"And...the five bloodlines of the five families that I have collected over the past thousand years and the two six eyes that I killed."
"The last is the emperor and other royal family members who were recently killed by me."
Kensuo looked enthusiastic and muttered to himself.
"The most powerful conjurer in history is undoubtedly the two-faced magician."
"But after his death, the land of Japan did not usher in peace, but fell into an even more bizarre and dangerous chaotic world!"
"The evil spirit that has been causing trouble for hundreds of years, the puppet emperor who cursed the royal family with words written in blood, the rebellious ministers and traitors who were born from a snake mother and then set off a coup, the prince of the royal family who died unjustly..."
"It's really a time when demons are dancing around in chaos!"
"These four beings, even if they are not as strong as Liang Miansu Nuo, are definitely not simple in strength. At least, they cannot even control my "restraint". "
"But no matter if it's not under control, if it goes crazy, it will be a headache for the four special magicians."
Immediately afterwards, Kensuo solemnly took out a small booklet - The Book of Hundred Ghosts.
"As for the rest of the high school, just enjoy what I have prepared for you-Hakki Night Parade!"
…
College.
"The realm expands and the dust-free land begins!"
Gojozawa sat alone in the field, feeling the structure of the entire field.
Opposite him, Gojo Satoru stood quietly as a guinea pig.
"Satoru, can you feel the power of your own spell?"
Gojo Satoru's face drooped, "Of course not, there is not a drop left in my body now!"
Gojozawa tilted his chin.
"Deprive the other party of all the magic power..."
"So where did the deprived spell go? Was it absorbed by me or the realm? But I didn't feel it."
"Or, in fact, it did not deprive the mantra of power, but just blocked the other party's induction, making him think that his mantra power was gone?"
Gojo Sawa stepped forward and pressed Gojo Satoru's chest. The latter immediately shyly hugged his chest and shouted: "Hi~"
"..."
Gojozawa slapped him with a dark face, "Be more serious!"
He put his hand on Wu's body and explored it carefully, only to find that the spell power in the other person's body had really disappeared.
No diversion, no blocking.
It really disappeared without a trace, as if the traces of existence were erased by the eraser of the three-dimensional world.
Deprivation of...existence?
Gojozawa felt as if he had caught something, but he couldn't see the whole thing through a thin layer of veil.
The effects of spells in the field... are extremely...
"Ze! Wu! It's not good! Come out quickly!"
A loud shout from outside the field interrupted Gojozawa's contemplation.
He cleared the field and found the Annu Diva running towards him panting.
"Ah~ She's a singer! She's so tired after running a few steps. As a teacher, your physical skills are really bad~"
"Asshole! Scumbag!"
The singer hit Gojo Satoru's "Infinity" with a flying kick, but it was bounced back.
Gojozawa rubbed his forehead. He didn't know why, but Satoru and the singer would quarrel whenever they met.
And Satoru couldn't tell at all that the singer really hated him, but he thought he and the singer were just joking.
"You two, stop making trouble. Diva, what happened?"
The singer said anxiously: "Tokyo! Something happened in Tokyo again! Five minutes ago, many curse spirits suddenly appeared in Tokyo! There are even many special ones!"
Gojo Satoru was stunned, "Kensou did it? Isn't tomorrow the day of the decisive battle?"
Gojozawa looked at his phone. It was just past midnight.
Gojozawa's eyes twitched.
"Strictly speaking, now is the decisive day."
"You even take advantage of this little loophole, Kensuo, you are so shameless!"
