The super god skill system of the emperor engine

Powerful strength is the capital for him to speak like this.

"And I asked king, he can't be regarded as a complete onmyoji, he is just a part-time job, and from the current point of view, he has also expressed his willingness to join us. Isn't it good to compare the strong ones?"

Gojo Satoru said with a smile, and at the same time shrugged helplessly.

"Besides, isn't it your arrangement that made me meet the king?"

Hearing Gojo Satoru's words, the whole space fell into silence for a few seconds, but he quickly said again:

"We know too little about King's intelligence. If the other party is not trustworthy, do you know what serious consequences will result?"

"What's more, there is also the existence of Lixiang, the special skill mantra, which can easily destroy the entire city."

"Right now, there are two unstable bombs in the Conjuration College in Tokyo."

"For Lixiang, if it gets out of control, I will definitely try my best to stop it."

Gojo Satoru said lightly,

"As for King, I still have full confidence in him."

Gojo Satoru recalled the way the king had rescued Yigu Youta and Zenyuan Maki before, and his actions did not hesitate at all, as if they were instinctive.

This made Gojo Satoru firmly believe that the king is trustworthy, which is absolutely impossible for ordinary people to perform.

"If any accident happens, you will bear the consequences!"

Those high-level issued a stern warning.

"Not only will you be punished, but Yi Gu Youtai's death sentence will also be executed immediately!"

"I know, I know!"

Gojo Satoru said indifferently, for him, the words of high-level people in the magic world are like farting, and he doesn't care at all.

Even if the people in the magic world really gave Yi Gu Youta the death penalty, with Wujo Wu's strength, it would be easy to keep him.

Their warnings, which sound extremely serious and terrifying, are just to save face in front of Gojo Satoru.

And Wujo Satoru could clearly understand why these high-level officials were worried about the king's arrival.

They worry about someone out of their control, one more.

Thinking of this, the corners of Gojo Satoru's mouth rose slightly.

......

Time passed quickly, and it was the weekend in the blink of an eye.

During this period of time, Yan Mo Tang's potter's wheel, like Huaye Hongxu, lived in King's house, went to school with Huaye Hongxu during the day, and played game training together at night.

And they didn't have any classes on weekends. In the morning, King let the two of them move freely, and King himself was going to the Tokyo Metropolitan High School of Magic.

After walking out of the house, he immediately took out the spell of entering the wild of misfortune, and entered the wild of misfortune.

The location of the Tokyo Metropolitan Conjuration College is a bit far from King's house, and it would take at least two hours by subway.

In the wild, the king can use his own abilities at will-such as moving at high speed.

If it were in the real world, King's use of this ability would definitely cause panic, but he didn't have any scruples in the wild.

In a sense, Fuye has become the king's means of transportation.

In just a few seconds, King arrived at the address Gojo Satoru told him.

King raised his head, and what he saw was a somewhat old religious school, which seemed to be deserted.

But the king knew that this was just an illusion caused by the tent.

He immediately activated his delusional vision, and his eyes easily passed through the cover of the tent, and saw the true face of Lushan, who was at the Conjuration College in Tokyo.

The building style inside is retro, but it gives people a solemn feeling, and it looks like it has a long history.

Not only that, King could sense a powerful force emanating from this school.

"Good morning, Mr. King."

At this moment, a familiar voice came from behind King, and the voice revealed a sense of confidence and laziness.

Five enlightenment.

At this time, he was wearing a black uniform of a high school, with a blindfold made of white bandages on his face, and a smile on his face. If he took off the blindfold, his appearance would definitely be considered outstanding.

"Ah."

King nodded to Gojo Satoru.

"After you called me yesterday, I was very happy, and today I specially brought you a present for Mr. King!"

While Gojo Satoru was speaking, he handed a bag to King,

"This is the famous butt Daifuku!"

King has heard of the term Daifuku, which is a kind of dim sum unique to this world, that is, sandwiched glutinous rice balls, similar to the enlarged version of glutinous rice balls, with glutinous rice wrapped in fillings, usually sweetened bean paste, strawberries, sweet potatoes, etc. taste material.

There is a similar existence in the previous world, but there are some differences, and there is no such thing as Daifuku.

"I don't know if you like sweets, Mr. King."

Gojo Satoru asked with a smile.

"It's okay, sometimes if you think too much, you need sweets to add sugar."

King said slowly, when he used to play decryption games, he would often eat sweets to relieve the fatigue of the brain. Tong Di of the Heroes Association also had a similar habit.

"Well, thank you very much."

"You're welcome, at least we have some similarities when it comes to eating sweets."

Gojo Satoru said, and patted King on the shoulder,

"Let's go, welcome to our Tokyo Higher School of Magic and Magic."

The two quickly walked into the school. The school was much bigger than King had imagined, but the number of people was not too large, so it seemed a bit empty.

"Teacher Wutiao."

At this moment, a man in a suit walked quickly in front of the two of them. He was thin, with glasses on his face, and looked a little tired.

"The principal is already waiting on the playground."

This man is Iji Kiyotaka, the assistant superintendent of the Tokyo Metropolitan High School of Curse Arts.

The auxiliary supervisor basically has no combat ability, so he is forbidden to participate in the battle. He will use simple tents and shikigami to provide support for the magician, and will also provide a certain degree of instructions on the mission policy to the students who are not used to the mission scene. It is equivalent to the auxiliary role in the conjurer.

Chapter 150 Nine: Mr. King, please join us!

Yidizhi Jiegao's gaze could not help moving to King, seeing King's somewhat fierce face, his heartbeat accelerated suddenly:

"You, you are Mr. King! Welcome to our Tokyo Metropolitan Higher School of Curse Arts!"

Yiji Jiegao's voice and his body trembled slightly, because he had heard the name of King, a man who was called a strong man by Gojo Satoru.

The strong aura made Yidizhi Jiegao dare not make contact with the king's eyes for a while, and quickly turned his head to the side, for fear that he would anger the king by doing something, and let himself die without a place to bury him.

As a person with no real combat power, Yidizhi Jiegao clearly knew that those strong men who wanted to kill him were as easy as crushing an ant.

"Don't worry, Mr. Yizhi, Mr. King is actually a very talkative person."

Gojo Satoru on the side smiled and patted Yiji Jiegao on the back and said.

"Good talk?"

Yiji Jiegao looked at King, and became even more nervous after hearing Gojo Satoru's words.

King looked extremely fierce, how did he get that scar on his face?

Did it stay from the battle with countless special-level spell spirits?

And the king gave Yidizhi Jiegao a feeling as if he had experienced countless wars.

Facing such a King, Yidizhi Jiegao would never dare to provoke him.

"Two...you should go quickly, the principal has been waiting too long!"

After speaking, Yidizhi Jiegao trotted away.

"Really."

Gojo Satoru shook his head with a smile.

"he is?"

King asked.

"It's our auxiliary supervisor, who is responsible for support and logistics. He is a very hardworking person."

Gojo Satoru looked at Yiji Jiegao's back and said.

"By the way, does your Tokyo Metropolitan Conjuration College specialize in cultivating new conjurers?"

"That's right, but many conjurers will still use this as a starting point to carry out conjuration activities after graduation."

"Then is your school the only school in your magic world?"

"No, there's another school in the country."

Gojo Satoru smiled and said,

"However, the relationship between our two schools is not good. It should be said that it is a competitive relationship. There is an exchange meeting every year. It is almost like a war."

What he was referring to was the Kyoto Prefectural Higher School of Magic, another school of magic.

The two chatted all the way, so that King had a general understanding of the magician world.

Although conjurers and onmyojis are very similar, they are completely different in composition and physique.

"...How should I put it...Our school is okay, but the thinking of the high-level people in the magic world is too backward and corrupt, and they need to be rectified. One day the king will If you get in touch with them, you will definitely understand how annoying those old guys are."

Gojo Satoru said intentionally or unintentionally, suddenly he seemed to see something, raised his head,

"We have arrived."

King followed Gojo Satoru's eyes and saw that several people were sitting by the playground, seeming to be looking at him all the time.

In addition to Yigu Youtai and Zenyuan Maki who had already met, King also noticed that there were several other people on the playground.

A young boy with short white hair and a collar turned up to cover his mouth.

He is the dog curly thorn, the descendant of the curser family, and the spell he uses makes the language generate a curse in effect.

"Sashimi."

The dog curly spine greeted the king.

What the hell?

At this moment, King was stunned for a moment, and even suspected that he had heard wrong.

Did this boy say sashimi to himself?

Did I hear it wrong?

And the second guy can't be described by human beings, it's a giant panda.

It is a suddenly mutated curse skeleton that can speak human language created by the school principal.

The curse skeleton is similar to the magic tool, it is a puppet body driven by magic power, but the panda is a rare curse skeleton with self-awareness, and no one knows how to make it except its maker.

At this time, the king no longer knew how to complain.

A boy who suddenly said some inexplicable words, and a panda.

There's something wrong with this school.

"This one is called Goujuanji, and he is a curse speller. Because he is afraid of accidentally cursing others, he usually uses the name of food to talk to other people. This is a panda, which is a curse skeleton."

Gojo Satoru patiently introduced to the king, and immediately explained the meaning of the spellcaster and the curse skeleton to the king in detail.

Listening to Gojo Satoru's introduction, King nodded thoughtfully.

Among the onmyojis, the only shikigami that can be called special is the shikigami, and King has only seen one shikigami so far, and that is Huangfen who follows Huaye Hongxu.

In the world of conjurers, there is such a special existence, which is really unique.

It can even be said to be interesting.