I, holding a long sword in my hand, only know one move

"Sanskrit mantra three changes——"

Only the most precise control can perfectly harmonize the two energies and the two completely opposite techniques, be fully present in this world, feel the unique rhythm of every wisp of air and vegetation, and become one.

When the delay between the energy-guiding magic circuit and the magic power in it was less than 0.00001 seconds, the black flash that distorted the space...

Huzhang's eyes were empty, and in his eyes was only the enemy that seemed to be infinitely slowed down by his movements, rushing towards him.

This is [spell·spell].

No magician could take the initiative to use Black Flash, and Hu Zhi admitted that this time it was luck.

But luck is sometimes part of strength, isn't it?

The [Curse Power] burst out, which was completely opposite to the normal release of [Brisac Curse], and the originally bright purple thunder gun was infected with jet black flash, and was shot out from the fingertips of the knotted sword fingers.

Make the impossible possible....

【Black flash! 】

Then--

Possessing super-penetrating killing power, carrying thunder that tears the air, the tip of the black lightning spear pierces the air and everything in front of it, attracting the sound of destruction!

"Curse Thunder Spear!"

boom!

The jet-black thunder gun penetrated the Locust Curse Spirit's chest without any hindrance, breaking out a huge hole and taking away all its life in the blink of an eye.

"You ate people...so you have to be prepared to die."

Knotweed, one skill can make the difference!

With a thud, the body fell to the ground.

He stepped on it, crushing the incantation wooden nails holding the tent, and the Japanese knotweed patted the non-existent dust on his hands.

The corpse of the curse spirit with a big hole in its chest twitched its limbs, and then slowly turned into black smoke and disappeared.

The temptation is mutual, and the knotweed did not show any image of being able to release powerful spells at the beginning, and it only paralyzed the opponent at the same time, just to kill with one blow later.

"Besides..." Knotweed pointed to his head.

"You're not smart."

The gap in strength... is like a canyon in the sky.

Chapter 146 The Final Battle in Shibuya (5)

Youyou looked at the [tent] slowly dissipating in front of him.

"elder sister."

"Um."

Ming Ming carries a long-handled giant ax on her shoulders, which seems to be completely opposite to her elegant temperament and is full of wild atmosphere.

"The account has been collected, so let's wait here for the knotweed and go to the fifth underground floor together."

.....

The subway stopped in an empty carriage in front of the platform. Xiao Mo opened his eyes and said calmly to Xia You, who was leaning sideways on the bench next to him: "That bug is dead."

"How's the battle going with your brother?" Xia You smiled as usual, but there was unconcealable excitement in his tone.

"have no idea."

"Heh, that's right...you didn't feel anything before you were killed, right?"

Xiao Mo frowned slightly and looked at him. "Xiayou, this is boring."

"Don't worry, it will get interesting soon~"

"I don't like doing this, Xiayou."

The smile on Xia You's lips was a little stiff. He raised his hand and put it on Xiao Mo's head and rubbed it, "But Xiao Mo and I have made an appointment, right? We want to help my friend achieve what I want to do."

".....Um"

"Be patient a little longer and it'll be fine after a while."

Xiao Mo stared at Xia You's side face, and now there was no trace of himself in his eyes at all.

"...good."

The warning light that the subway door is about to close sounded, and the view to the outside was blocked.

Xia You patted Xiao Mo's head and reminded: "It's time to start the train."

As the subway train began to slowly start, the lights in the empty and bright carriage began to flicker violently like a short circuit, and then were filled with black fog shadows pouring out of the girl's body. Those fog shadows condensed into a twisted human body and scarlet eyes. The circle is open and flickering, bringing the most profound cry and despair to the [Terminal Station] that is about to go.

Looking at the cursed spirits that crowded the carriage, Xia You said with a smile: "It is obviously more labor-saving to use the inaction transformation technique. What's the use of saving the lives of those humans?"

"So people have said it many times..." Xiao Mo bit his lower lip, curled up next to Xia You and hugged his knees tightly, reorganizing the words he was hesitating to say.

"After doing these things

After that, can you still go to the amusement park with Xia You? "

"Ah, of course. I'll play with you for as long as you want." Xia You's answer still didn't hesitate, and it even sounded perfunctory to anyone.

But the girl believed it, and the corners of her mouth were slightly raised, as if she was expecting such a scene.

"Okay~"

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boom!

The violent explosion blew Maki away, and she was caught by Cheng Rang who appeared from behind.

Xiao Mo in front of him was obviously even more violent. He clearly heard from Kugisaki that she hated killing, but now Xiao Mo's desire to kill Maki was so thick that it spread through every inch of the air in this special black tent. middle...!

Maki gritted her teeth and pushed herself up, blood flowing from her torn shoulder.

The girl yelled without looking back: "How long will it take?!"

"No, the signal from Wutiao hasn't come yet, so we can only continue to struggle."

"Damn it, I'm afraid I'll be killed by that crazy kid in less than five minutes if this keeps up!"

"I'm here, don't worry."

Maki frowned, "But that is the last resort...don't save me until Xiaomo's identity is confirmed and I die..."

"I understand that the opportunity for domain confrontation must be reserved for the most critical moments before it can be used." Cheng Rang jumped forward with a knife, followed closely by Maki. The two started fighting with Xiao Mo again.

"Because you only have one chance...!"

clang!

The gleaming firelight illuminated the darkness, and the glint of the sword and the shadow of the sword were entangled with the slightest hint of death.

...

Rokuro was running through the dense crowd like a lost dog, while Gojo Satoru, who was blocked behind him, approached quickly like a god of death.

Fortunately, these ordinary people still can't see me... otherwise I might die in an instant if caught!

The scene where Hana Yu was killed by Gojo Satoru in front of him still lingered in Yuko's mind.

——That is [the strongest]!

Even though he had faced it once, the murderous intent at this moment was licking his spine like a blade, making Luo Hu roar in his heart.

That guy Xia You...isn't okay yet! !

Bang Bang... Bang Bang... Bang Bang...

The unique rhythm of the contact between the wheel hub and the rail seems to be responding to the expectation of the leakage, coming from the end of the tunnel.

Luohu immediately opened his mouth as if seeing a savior, and looked back at the darkness pierced by the light.

"Finally here!!"

The people crowded on the platform also had the same expression as Liuhu, thinking they could be saved.

"Ah! Here comes the subway!!"

"It's the subway, let me get on!"

"Go away, let me go first!"

People pushed hard and crowded into a ball, desperately "breaking through the thorns and thorns" on the road to "hope".

But when the train roared into the platform, everyone who could see the scene inside through the transparent windows suddenly widened their eyes like a rooster with its neck strangled.

The dark and ink-colored shadows also crowded the door of the carriage, and the red eyes flashing with resentment were able to inject almost all negative emotions into the body through the holes.

The flames of despair swept through everyone's hearts like a rising wind, and the car door slowly opened with a squeaking sound of air pressure.

"Ouch ouch ouch...!!"

The cursed spirits are like a flood opening, sweeping everything with suffocating despair and death.

At this moment, all ordinary people witnessed the "deepest" curse with their own eyes.

"What is that-"

Poof!

The upper half of the head disappeared, red, white, purple, God knows what kind of bezoar dog treasure stuffed with blood and internal organs flying together, and then the rest of the body.

The crowd that was instantly torn apart caused Gojo Satoru to stop suddenly and look in the direction of the train.

"What...?!"

A large number of resentful spirits flew out, hovering on the ground, underground, and above the ceiling. From time to time, they stretched out their sharp claws and opened their bloody mouths to tear the innocent people apart.

In the bloody hell, the last person who slowly stepped out of the carriage was a girl with long black hair and an exquisite face.

The wails and screams of the crowd and the resentful spirits were mixed together, echoing in this space full of the smell of blood.

Xiao Mo and Gojo Satoru looked at each other.

"Xiao Mo..."

"Gojo Satoru." Xiao Mo said coldly, staring at the man's eyes as clear as the sky, frowning slightly.

Xiao Mo already seemed to ignore the sounds of human death and wailing as if they were nothing. After all, he could hear them every day, so it would be fine if he got used to them.

Holding back the disgust in his heart, Xiao Mo raised his arms flatly, his hair tangled and rusted out of its sheath.

"As long as I [seal] you... I can go back to the old time and play with everyone without any worries... I have friends who like me, especially Sister Hua Yu, she—— "

"Xiao Mo! Hua Yu was killed by him!"

Leho rushed out of the crowd and shouted at the girl who had her back turned to him.

Xiao Mo's eyes widened and he suddenly looked back at the scarred Luohu behind him. Although the wounds were healing, he was obviously seriously injured.

"...Hu Bao, what did you say...?"

"Hanayu has been killed by Gojo Satoru..."

"Sister Huayu, she also said that she would give me a wreath that she had knitted by herself. She said that it would look beautiful if I wore it.

...very cute...! "

"She is dead, Xiao Mo, we can't go back." Luo Hu gasped hard, with regret and exhaustion in his tone.

Although it was short-lived, there were still happy and happy memories flashing through. Xiao Mo opened his mouth in disbelief, as if he wanted to say something.

But he couldn't spit out any dust.

"Why...?" she asked Gojo Satoru.

"Because it is a curse spirit and wants to kill me. The curse spirit and the curse master fight each other. It is fate to exorcise and be killed."

Xiao Mo slowly lowered his head, his jewel-like round black eyes trembling slightly.

"Sister Huayu...is the gentlest among us..."

The tip of the rusty black sword flashing with a biting cold light was suddenly picked up and pointed at Gojo Satoru. Xiao Mo then raised his head, with only hatred left in his eyes.