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

Chapter 603

Gojo Satoru concentrated on maintaining the field's output and was unable to move. He could only shout to Maki who closed his eyes tightly and frowned, gritting his teeth.

"....speak!"

"You must leave my domain!"

"Easy said...!"

The Mingxin held tightly by Maki's hands trembled slightly, and the light bursting out of it flickered as if it was about to go out.

Cold sweat had already soaked through her body, and fell to the ground like rain across the girl's cheeks, being evaporated in an instant.

"I can't move my feet at all...!"

There is no doubt that Maki's strength, which has been able to endure in the gap between Gojo Satoru and Xiao Mo's domain confrontation until now, is definitely considered to be first-rate.

But she is still a long way from being the strongest.

She didn't have the capital to intervene in the battle that had already happened. Just a fight to the death just below her feet could drain the girl's mind.

Maki's borrowing power needs to be done in battle [borrowing the enemy's power to increase one's own power]. Now there is no one to borrow the power from, so Maki can only rely on the sword power tempered by Maki herself to maintain her position and reverse the field of Gojo Satoru. It will definitely be difficult to move even an inch.

So the method needs to be given by Gojo Satoru.

"Maki."

"....?"

"Attack me."

Maki opened her eyes suddenly and looked at Gojo Satoru, who was maintaining the seal with both hands.

"What are you talking about...could it be...!"

"That's right, take advantage of me and I will use the field to give you a [non-guaranteed] counterattack. The attack direction is from right to left, remember to dodge."

"...Then what should you do, teacher?"

"You will only hold me back here." Looking directly at Gojo Satoru, Maki bit her lower lip unwillingly. Her sword domain was already in danger, and she might not be able to leave if she didn't take action.

Being knocked down by an attack from one of your own...that would be too stupid!

Maki knows...she's still not strong enough to [fight alongside] Gojo Satoru.

The time to become stronger is limited, but now Maki feels that the time Cheng Rang gave her... is really too little...

I thought I had worked hard enough.

But still, can't you catch up?

"That...peak..."

When the master pulled himself up again after falling down...

When I want to give up and cry and scream that I hate myself.

[Isn’t the process of climbing up more exciting than standing at the top? 】

"Even if you are knocked down thousands of times, as long as you hold on to a belief, stand up again and move up."

[Next time, I won’t lose again. 】

Wow——!

"next time!"

With only an inch of sword space left at her feet, Maki stood up with the sword and roared at Gojo Satoru.

The shining white light struck from right to left, which was Gojo Satoru's counterattack.

【Take advantage of the situation! 】

The majestic sword intent was born from the opponent's attack. Maki used the power gathered from this attack and jerked away.

The feeling of viscous syrup all over her body that made her breathless went away in an instant. Maki flew backwards and fell hard to the ground, rolling around several times.

In front of us is an untouchable intertwined realm like a ravine in the sky, and we don’t know how long it will take before it ends.

She gasped hard and stood up with the knife.

"Next time...I don't want to be in such a mess again..."

Then Maki immediately looked up and looked around, and the outer tent seemed to have disappeared by one layer.

But there was still no signal on the phone. Maki pulled out a special flare gun from the holster strapped to her leg, raised her arms to cover her ears, and pulled the trigger.

boom!

call out--!

The sharp whistle and the eye-catching red smoke trail shot straight into the sky, ignoring the obstruction of the tent, piercing and lighting up the darkness.

Flares with [Breaking Mantra] engraved on the warhead can penetrate a layer of [tent] and shoot out to the outside.

But the production process is extremely complicated, and the plan is urgent. Only three of them can be used now.

Teacher Campbell made it overnight.

"It's a signal flare!" The magician or auxiliary supervisor who was waiting outside the tent saw the agreed signal and immediately began to contact others.

"This is Nanami class." Nanami Kento looked serious as he listened to the news on the phone.

"I understand...are you sure it's red? Got it."

Without any hesitation, Nanami hung up the phone and gave instructions to Fushiguro and Ino beside her.

"According to the signal, the method of sealing Gojo Satoru should be ruled out, but there is a problem with the battle with Xiao Mo. However, in the plan, the main force of the enemy will be held back. Now we need to break through the outermost layer [the account of the besieged people]. Time It’s urgent, take action immediately!”

"yes!"

Chapter 153 The Final Battle of Shibuya (12)

In the field battle, Maki left. Gojo Satoru immediately increased the output of the curse power, and was about to completely wipe out Xiao Mo here.

"Although it makes Maki sad to say this, now that the troublemaker is gone, I can finally focus on dealing with you."

"Yeah, the troublesome guy is finally gone."

Xiao Mo's voice came from all directions, making Gojo Satoru slightly startled.

"What....?!"

The black shield formed by the Mujian Tomb suddenly expanded, and the hundreds of millions of resentful spirits within it frantically attacked the wall that restrained them. They showed their claws and began to tear apart Gojo Satoru's domain bit by bit. The stalemate was instantly Flip. It seems that from the beginning, Xiao Mo was purposefully showing weakness.

At this moment, even if Gojo Satoru immediately increased the output of the spell with all his strength, trying to suppress Xiao Mo, the ink-colored ferocious curtain was still expanding uncontrollably.

Damn, what happened...what the hell was that! ?

The curse power invested in the field was eaten away, and the evil spirits greedily opened their bloody mouths and stretched out their hands to tear apart Gojo Satoru's field, stuffing it into his mouth and feasting on it. It seemed that no matter how much Gojo Satoru increased his efforts, he could only become those weird and resentful spirits. of food.

"Gojo Satoru, I heard that Natsuyou said...you are the most powerful magician in modern times."

Xiao Mo walked towards Wu Jiao step by step, carrying an unstoppable whirlpool of ink. Gojo Satoru struggled to support, but found that everything began to tilt toward the unbalanced scale.

"The only thing that can stop others is my brother's power. You don't know that, right?"

"..." Gojo Satoru gritted his teeth and stared at the petite figure who was less than a few meters in front of him.

What on earth is she talking about, that weird realm...could it be that Zhengzheng is not those vengeful spirits that tear everything apart?

Because the number was too huge, even the Six Eyes couldn't handle it in a short time, not to mention that the opponent was still pressing forward step by step, without giving him any chance to breathe.

"I've never been a cursed spirit. Being able to use spells and spells is just a matter of occupying the body of a cursed spirit."

As Xiao Mo spoke, she stretched out her hand, and a cube covered with runes and eyeballs was caught in her hand.

Xia You stared at the black coffin that no longer heard any movement in front of him, and smiled proudly.

"The so-called [cursed spirits] and the [cursed power] that the magicians rely on are all born from the negative emotions of human beings."

"Whether it is an ordinary cursed spirit of levels one to four, a special cursed spirit, or an imaginary resentful spirit, their birth is closely related to human beings."

It can be said that if there were no human beings, there would be no curse in this world.

"Xiao Mo, she is the collection of all human malice in the world, and she is the [curse] itself..."

Gojo Satoru wanted to use emotions derived from human beings, namely——

"Use [curse power] to deal with her..."

snap...

The strange cube was thrown in front of Gojo Satoru.

Xiao Mo smiled slightly: "Of course no amount is enough~!"

The four corners of the cube clicked open, and the huge eyeball connected with flesh and blood looked directly at Gojo Satoru.

Xia Youjie turned around and left, "By the way, the one Xiao Mo's clone took over is the real thing... Haha."

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"Thank you for the hospitality. I'm very full."

Xiao Mo's figure turned into black mist and merged with the devoured domain, and disappeared. In the endless space, only five enlightenment and the unfolded prison gate territory remained.

Gojo's heart sank. Now that he knew the nature of this domain, he was deeply trapped in it and could not escape. He did not expect that even if the magician left the domain, this thing could still continue to operate!

Is it possible that only [one] thing is left in it before it can be released? !

That is the absolute "natural enemy" for spellcasters. All things composed of spells, whether spells or strikes, as long as they come from spells, can only become Xiao Mo's food.

A war of attrition is impossible, and she will only get stronger as a result.

Then...the only ones, no, the only ones who can resist her, are Zenyuan Maki and Cheng Rang, who don't have the power of the curse to drive the [Sword Power] to fight in the sword field, and Cheng Rang, who can deal with her.

And if Cheng Rang faced Xiao Mo's true form, he would also have no chance of winning alone!

Damn it! I was too careless.

I should have considered this situation a long time ago, but this time I still lost because of the information gap with the enemy and my [distrust] of other people.

I am the strongest because I am Gojo Satoru....

After Xia Youjie died, no one could enter his heart.

Become someone he can recognize as [fighting alongside].

Gojo Satoru...has one and only one close friend.

——I lost.

Lost to an unimaginably powerful enemy and a lonely self.

.....

This, loneliness carries the [strongest] self.

"hateful...."

This guy let Maki out on purpose!

Endless resentful spirits surged in crazily, drowning Gojo Satoru and mercilessly eating away at his body, spirit and soul.

In this endless pain, you can either choose to die heroically and benevolently, or choose to be sealed by the prison gate in front of you...