The spell daily of the departed savior

It was supposed to be school time, but the sky inside the school was as dark as night, and all the teachers and students fainted in the gymnasium.

The echo of the loud sound of shattering masonry and glass is constantly echoing in the campus, and the broken and fallen bricks of the teaching buildings can be seen everywhere.

The pink-haired boy in the uniform of the Conjuration High School frowned, and angrily raised his fists to attack the blue-haired youth with sutures all over his body.

The powerful blow made the suture young man's face instantly bloody and bloody, but the next moment, the severely injured area quickly healed and recovered.

He laughed without caring about his injuries, and looked at the angry pink-haired boy with pleasant eyes: "Are you angry now? The container with two faces, you are also worthy of the Shunping boy." You have worked hard."

"Ah, I almost forgot." The suture youth put one hand on his waist, with a leisurely posture: "Humans still prefer to be called by name, huh? Knotweed Yuren."

"Shut up!" The appearance of Yoshino Junpei who was transformed into a monster and completely lost his human form flashed in the mind of Yuzu Yuhito, and a more powerful spell burst out of anger: "You are not worthy to say Junpei's name !"

Yuzu Yuhito's eyes flickered, and his hearty and vigorous voice was trembling: "Obviously, he can enter the high school of conjuration and live as a conjurer. He just made an appointment with me— —Even even, just as an ordinary person.”

"Is that so, I'm so sorry..."

The suture youth frowned and looked sad, but then he raised his head and laughed loudly: "Did you think I would say that? I disappointed you. But Knotabagi Yujin, even if you are angry, so what ? You've tried your best just now, but you still can't kill me."

"It's time to change, Knotweed Yuren, let the two-faced Su Nuo come out!" The suture youth's two blue eyes of different shades were the color of the dirty water in the sewer, when he mentioned the name of the cursed king It brightened up in an instant, and the smile from the corner of the mouth to the ear was beyond the reach of human beings and crazy.

At the same moment, he suddenly disappeared in place.

Knotabagi Youruto was taken aback for a moment, a flaw appeared in his defensive posture.

In the next instant, countless white spikes rushed straight towards Youren Knotweed from top to bottom, leaving only one face of the suture youth at the end of the spikes.

Yuzu Yuhito's pupils constricted, and the spikes gradually approached in his field of vision——

"You have the remnants of Wutiao Wu's power, are you someone he knows?"

The deep magnetic voice, with cold indifference, suddenly sounded in the pressing battle.

The two people in the battle were stunned.

Neither the knotweed Youren nor the suture youth expected to be approached quietly at such a tense moment.

As long as you turn your head and look, you can see a young man in a tea-white robe standing quietly not far from the knotweed Youjin.

The young man with sutures showed a malicious smile, and he manipulated the spikes to throw at the young man in kimono who suddenly appeared: "Is it a conjurer who came to support? No, there is no magic power... Well, it doesn't matter anyway."

"—It just so happens that the stock of human beings I transformed is running out. Since you are here, let me see your soul too!"

Along with the condescending words came the fierce white spikes.

"Be careful! Don't touch—" Seeing that the spikes were about to penetrate the body of the strange young man who suddenly appeared, Yuzu Yujin no longer defended himself.

He only had time to shout a reminder before quickly turning around and running towards the young man, stretching out his arms as hard as possible to protect the young man behind him before the attack arrived.

The young man with long black hair slowly turned his head to look at the panic-stricken Knotabagi Hisohito, but his handsome face was calm, and he couldn't find the slightest fear of being pierced.

Immediately afterwards, Yuzu Yuhito slowly opened his eyes wide, and saw a scene that made him unbelievable——

The young man stretched out his bony palm, just like a slow-motion shot in a movie, slowly but accurately... grasping the sharp spikes.His posture was calm and relaxed, as if he didn't use much force under his palm, but the spike couldn't get any further.

"Oh?" The unexpected situation made the suture youth slightly surprised, but he immediately smiled nonchalantly: "You caught me on your own initiative, if that's the case, then let me see your soul—"

The spikes held by the young man shook like rubber, and then turned into palms and struck towards the young man's chest.

Oops, bumped into it!

Knotabagi Yourhito's heart sank.

From his temporary teacher Nanami Jianren, Knotabagi Yuhito clearly learned that this human-like guy with sutures all over his body is called Zhenren, and he is actually a special curse born in "Humans' Fear of Humans" spirit.

Its technique [Wuwei Transformation] can change the shape of the soul it touches, transforming it into something like a monster——according to the school doctor of the Conjuration High School, Jia Ruzizi, the transformed human beings have already died because of the real person's technique , there is no possibility of being rescued.

His new friend Junpei Yoshino also...

Knotabagi Yuhito didn't want to see anyone die in front of him in that posture again.

But the real person's movements are too fast, even if Yuzu Yujin wanted to save the strange young man, it was too late.

Even the real person himself showed a relaxed expression.

【Firm】.

Unseen air flows around the young man.

"You impolite guy, are you trying to touch my soul?" The young man's voice was cold, and the dark eyes that looked at the real person looked like frozen seas.

The real person tilted his head, looked at the unscathed young man, and made a puzzled voice: "Huh?"

At this time, the real person finally felt that the palm of his hand that was trying to penetrate the inner soul through the body of the young man seemed to have touched a wall. The fragile human body was under his palm, but no matter how much strength he injected Can't go any further.

what happened?

Obviously not a magician, what is this guy?This kind of hand feeling is just like the [infinity] of Gojo Satoru that Leo Hu, who is also a super-level mantra, described to himself.

Obviously close at hand, but far too far to touch.

At this moment, Yuzuhiro Hirohito's fist swung fiercely with Qiangli's spell power, hitting the face of the real person who was closely observing the young man out of doubt.

"Snapped!"

The face of the real person who was hit suddenly was twisted and fell backwards, with blood gushing from his nasal cavity.

Knotabazu Yuhito stood in front of the young man with vigilant eyes, and stretched out his arms in a protective gesture: "Although I don't know who you are, but now is not the time to talk about these things in detail, I will cover you, and you leave immediately ..."

"You know Gojo Satoru, boy." The youth's cold voice sounded: "Tell me where he is, I have something to do with him."

"Eh?" Knotabagi Yuhito blinked: "Wu, teacher Wujo? May I ask who you are?"

The young man lifted his lips and showed a dangerous sneer: "I'm just an ordinary person who was put together by Wujo Wu."

"He's working as a teacher at the High School of Conjuration now. He just told me about it a few days ago, and he probably won't change jobs so quickly." The young man's dark eyes swept across the body of the knotweed Youren indifferently. Ran: "A student of the High School of Conjuration? Your uniform is very similar to that of Wujo Wu. And the remaining power on your body-a student of Wujo Wu?"

"Ah, I am." Knotaba Yuhito raised his hand and touched his pink hair, hesitant because of the young man's obviously unfriendly attitude, he didn't know if he should reveal Gojo Satoru's situation: "Could it be...you are Gojo teacher enemy?"

The young man snorted coldly. When he heard the word "enemy", the air flowing around his body seemed to turn into thick black air full of anger: "It wasn't before, but it is almost now."

"Hey, hey, let me say, Su Nuo container, do you have the consciousness that we are fighting?" The real person's voice sounded with a sense of malice: "And this... what are you? Why can't I touch yours? soul."

His spells can't work on Knotweed Yuren because the most powerful king of curse, the two-faced Nuo, lived in Knotweed Yuren's body thousands of years ago, so Knotweed Yuren knew the existence of the soul from the beginning.

So what happened to this guy who suddenly appeared?

The young man raised his back and slender neck, condescendingly looked down at the real person who suddenly approached him, his black eyes lit up with a broken light.

Then, when the real person turned his arm into a spiked mace and slammed it from above, the young man stepped back a few meters with his toes lightly on his toes, his long black hair fluttering behind him, and his dark white robe Blown violently by the real wind.

At this moment, the blond conjurer in a white suit quickly flew to join the battle, swung the magic knife in his hand, and blocked the real person's sudden blow in front of Knotabagi Yuhito.

"boom--!"

Amidst the huge explosion, the young man's calm voice clearly entered the ears of several people.

"The first time we met, I am Wuli. An ordinary person who appeared here involuntarily because of Gojo Satoru."

Hearing this, the blond conjurer pressed the tip of his tongue against his teeth, and let out a "tsk".

[Gojo Satoru is a dog/shit! 】