From Pirates to God

Tokyo Metropolitan Higher Vocational School of Magic.

This is a school located on the outskirts of Tokyo, surrounded by mountains and woods.

Although it claims to be a private religious college, in Colin's eyes it is a natural oxygen bar.

Sitting cross-legged at the school gate, Colin took the Zanpakutō out of the shroud, put it between his knees like Toshiro, and wanted to have a face-to-face conversation with his own Zanpakutō.

At first, no matter how hard he tried, he couldn't find the trick at all.

Later, it was only after using the vitality stored in his body to convert it into soul power that he barely established communication.

However, when he entered the Zanpakuto world, he found that he was still standing on the endless sea.

And behind him was the Cree Island that he was familiar with.

Likewise no one exists.

Colin is so angry.

What's the matter!The birth domain is like this, and the inherent enchantment is like this.

Now even the world of Zanpakuto is like this.

Although Colin also knows that the world of Zanpakuto is actually his inner world, but the problem is that their combat power systems are different, right?

One is the moon world, the other is the world of spell fighting, and the other is the world of death.

How could the three worlds be properly connected to each other abruptly?
I don't even know when I became so awesome that I was able to establish a balance across the world and across combat forces.

Is this what people do?

I am afraid that only God can do it.

Thinking of this, Colin simply pulled out the Zanpakuto and waved it indiscriminately.

Tucker is not a swordsman or a master of knives, nor does he know anything about this school or that school.

Maybe I should learn a little knife skills to increase my melee ability?

After all, the development of vitality is now prohibited, and the development of the soul has not found effective content.

It can be said that his combat power has been cut off a lot.

But one thing Colin can be sure of is that as long as he can develop the ability of the soul domain.

Then the 3000 Tier Coins that need to be paid every time you enter the dungeon will become infinitely beneficial.

Although the agreement with Gojo Satoru is only a verbal mutual trust.

But Colin felt that the system wouldn't allow him to come to the instance of spell return for no reason.

After all, after a short stay in the fourth courtyard, Colin keenly realized that the system also had its goals.

Obviously, His goal is to 'cultivate'.

Colin wasn't sure what it was, but there was no doubt that the system could easily give up the challengers who came back from the first copy world, so it could be seen that he was doing some kind of screening.

The cruel thing is that whether it is the challenger who died in the dungeon, or the challenger who paid bail in the courtyard and lingered, they have all been eliminated by the system by default.

So each dungeon is carefully selected by the system for the challenger, otherwise why not have a battle royale mode?

Wouldn't it be easier to put everyone in one dungeon and meticulously raise Gu-style fights?
And there is the 'Seven Thrones' floating above the fourth courtyard.

It is clear that it is for those challengers who can keep up with the rhythm of the system.

So, I still have a long way to go.

The training method given by the ceiling-level figures in the dungeon world of the spell battle this time must not be wrong.

Sealing away the life ability, and thinking more about the development of the soul can also be regarded as enhancing one's own strength.

"Teacher Wujo, what's going on with this guy."

"I don't know, maybe I'm trying to comprehend something."

"You mean like a monk?"

"probably."

"There are so many strange people, the school of magic."

Just when Colin wanted to think deeply about soul development, two untimely voices came into his ears.

Colin opened his eyes suddenly, drew out the Zanpakuto, and an Iai Zhan with soul power flew out, flew through the gap between the two bodies, and slashed heavily on the mountain wall behind.

"What's the matter with you, it's very dangerous."

Knotweed pointed at Colin and scolded him.

But Colin and Gojo Satoru both looked at a knife mark on the mountain wall that had been slashed.

"No, it's useless at all."

Colin shook his head regretfully.

"Don't worry, this kind of thing can't be done overnight."

Gojo Satoru patted Colin on the shoulder and introduced them.

"This is Knotweed Yuren, this is Colin, and you are both first-year students."

"Hello, my name is Yujin Yuzu."

"My name is Colin, please take care of me in the future."

The three who had greeted each other walked in, while Gojo Satoru introduced the situation and importance of the magic school.

"In short, you need to have an interview with the principal first, otherwise you will be rejected by the principal, so cheer up."

After walking into a courtyard, Gojo Satoru told them about the upcoming itinerary.

Unexpectedly, the two-faced Nuo in the body of the knotweed suddenly made a sound.

"So you're not the leader, it's really boring not to sort by strength."

Knotweed immediately slapped himself.

"Sorry teacher, this guy still runs out occasionally."

Gojo Satoru squeezed his chin and watched.

"It really turned into an interesting body."

"I still owe you a favor. One day, when I occupy the kid's body, I will be the first to kill you."

After talking with Wujo Satoru, another eye appeared on the face of the knotweed staring at Colin.

"Boy, what kind of person are you? The smell is all over your body. You should have killed a lot of people. Tell this little devil who doesn't know the dangers of the world, hahahaha."

Two-faced Su Nuo's words not only made Yu Zhang Yuren turn his head to look at Ke Lin, but even Gojo Satoru was also very curious.

Although he knew that Colin never cared about the people, there were some things that couldn't escape his keen sense for a double-faced Su Nuo.

"Oh, is this the double-faced Nuo? Actually, as an existence thousands of years ago, I also have a question I really want to ask you. How about we exchange answers?"

Colin frowned.

This old man is the ceiling of this world, presumably he should get some answers of his own.

"Are you negotiating terms with my uncle? You are really courageous, boy."

From the tone of Su Nuo on both sides, Colin could hear arrogance, but he was not angry.

"It's okay, you may not believe me if I tell you, my nickname is 'counseling', and many people call me that, but they are either already dead or on the way to death."

"Pfft, hahahahaha, boy, you are very good!"

Colin shrugged, looking very relaxed.

This frivolous look made the two-faced Su Nuo laugh out loud.

"Very good, you ask, let me see what interesting questions you can ask to please me."

"Hmm~~~ It's actually very simple. I just want to ask you who have existed for a thousand years, what is the essence of the curse in your opinion."

"Some people say it's love, some people say it's viciousness, some people say it's negative emotions, but I always feel that these are too one-sided and not enough to get to the root."

"For example, sadness, grief, anger, and despair. These negative emotions are the main factors that form the mantra, so why don't positive emotions such as love, joy, laughter, and warmth create an elf that is similar to the mantra but friendly to humans?"

"If there are only negatives and no positives, then can I understand that this world is actually... an incomplete world?"