Chapter 199: Kugisaki Wild Rose

"Curse! Thirst and black fury.

Isayama Kenmei stroked the blade with his palm, and sticky blood flowed down from his palm, covering his body into a pool of blood.

Then it spread out at a very fast speed, covering the surrounding area of ​​200 meters.

Isayama Kenmei summoned the [Dead River] for no reason, he wanted to pick up garbage.

Go back to the old business of the green-skinned orcs.

There are so many giant robot wreckages in front of him. If he lets go, how much of a spendthrift would Isayama Kenmei have to be to ignore this treasure mountain in front of him.

This machine is nothing more than a head loss, and the power system is damaged. There is nothing wrong with the rest. The several giant cannons in his hand are fine, and they can still release spell artillery.

Speaking of it, it was Gojo Satoru's ancestor who gave Isayama Kenmei the inspiration. His [Dead River] and [Dirac Sea] 】 all have one advantage, which is the huge energy equipment.

In the future, Kenmei Isayama will dump any useful garbage he sees directly into the [Dead River], which is simply a one-time solution.

As the [Dead River] spreads, the blood-colored lake covers the entire body of the Ultimate Mecha Maru, slowly sinking down, and finally the entire body has been submerged by the [Dead River] and falls into the endless abyss.

Kenmei Isayama just needs to wait until he returns and ask the [Warhammer Simulator] to notarize this thing. As long as he pays a little [points] as maintenance fees, he should be able to repair it.

As soon as he thought of this, the [Warhammer Simulator] jumped out.

[Ultimate Mecha Maru]

Origin: Jujutsu Kaisen

Category: Prototype Mecha

Status: Unnotarized

If you need to notarize this item, you will need to spend 50W points. After the notarization is completed, You can spend points to repair it. If you need to make other changes, you can also use points.

It's really considerate.

Although Kenmei Isayama's [Soul of the Great Machine Overlord] can also be repaired, the style of the repaired picture will be similar to a pile of broken copper and iron. It's better not to repair it.

It's embarrassing to drive it out.

So Kenmei Isayama decided to let [Warhammer Simulator] repair it, and then he can change the paint and make the appearance better.

The original appearance of this machine was too ugly. It really didn't fit his aesthetic at all. It looked a bit weird.

Kenmei Isayama was going to design the appearance to be more handsome. The one in front of him was uglier than the one-eyed Unit-0. He didn't know what to say about the designer's taste.

And this guy's weapon was too simple. At first glance, the original design The designer couldn't plan well because of the constraints of the curse power.

If he were to do it, he would just launch dozens of missiles from the back.

How can he feel safe without dozens of cannons on his body? Can he sleep at night? There are too few cannons, only ten fingers and palms in total, and there should be two more on the back.

There are too few supporting weapons. What large particle resonance knife, cursed beam sword, rainbow cannon, light spear, etc. should be assembled.

Even the technology of the orcs can pile up a lot of things, such as power claws, etc.

Anyway, Kenmei Isayama will definitely make a big change after getting this mecha, otherwise these bare things will not be presentable.

Of course, Kenmei Isayama didn't want the head of the mechanical pill that only had half of its head, including the cockpit.

After all, it was a dead thing, and he was afraid that after repairing it, the air-conditioning outlet would spit out the fingers of the previous driver.

Maybe the original host would even come out to grab the joystick from Kenmei Isayama, which would scare him to death.

So in order to be safe on the road, Kenmei Isayama not only did not take it, but also did a pollution-free treatment - that is, incineration.

At the same time, the driver's wreckage, the seat joystick inside the cab, and the photo were burned together with the half-head.

Let him rest in peace, and hope that this stranger will die peacefully.

Sooner or later, you will have to pay for your misdeeds.

It's just a pity.

It is estimated that the girl in the photo must be very important to him, otherwise he would not put it in the most conspicuous position in the cab.

When operating this mecha, the driver can see the girl's photo from time to time, but they died before they saw each other for the last time.

Kenmei Isayama has almost figured out what the fight was. Judging from the filth collected from all directions, it is an incredible special-grade cursed spirit.

If other sorcerers from the Spellcaster Association were to deal with a special grade cursed spirit of this level, then it would be useless for the first grade sorcerers to come and they would be killed.

Because Kenmei Isayama detected a domain.

It was that cursed spirit.

Kenmei Isayama judged that this thing should be considered as a B-grade state that is about to reach the peak, and it can even be promoted to A-grade if given a little time.

So are the cursed spirits in the future so strong?

Compared with Kenmei Isayama's era, it is basically two levels, to the extent that it feels a bit unbelievable.

In his timeline, as long as a cursed spirit with a domain appeared, the entire Spellcaster Association might only be able to deal with it except Kenmei Isayama and the seemingly unreliable special grade curse book master.

The others are probably just food for the taking, and they can't be beaten at all.

Although Kenmei Isayama believes that the combat effectiveness of future sorcerers will increase, it is too outrageous to increase to this extent.

Wait, Kenmei Isayama suddenly thought.

This may be Tengen's fault.

If the sorcerer in this world had not killed Tianyuan.

If you continue to let him gather all the magic power in the world in Japan,

Over time, the probability of birthing a special-level curse spirit of this level will be greatly increased.

So killing Tian Yuan is really good at breaking the barrier. At least the probability of special curse spirits appearing in the future will be greatly reduced.

Unlike the special spell spirits in this world, their strength must be beyond the standard.

Fortunately, Isayama Nomei came here alone. It would have been really miserable if he had brought Xia Youjie or Gojo Satoru with him.

No matter whether it is [Spell Manipulation] or [Unlimited Spell], a spellcaster who has not mastered the field can only become a piece of fish on the chopping board when faced with the field.

However, no matter how strong the cursed spirits in this era are, it has nothing to do with Isayama Norimei. He is here for sightseeing, not to fight with the cursed spirits.

Isayama Nomei decided to check all the lottery records from the past year to his first. Why not want something that can be obtained for free?

After Isayama Nomei noticed that the Ultimate Mechanical Pill had been completely recovered by him, he canceled the summons of [Blood River].

Only the dilapidated remains of the reservoir were left on the bare ground, which proved the intensity of the previous battle. All other fighting parties had disappeared at this moment.

"Let's go see the city next."

Isayama Nomei first put Xiao Ai back into his body, and then maintained his spell power level at the level of an ordinary person.

His eyes looked into the distance, where was a brightly lit city

Then two four-meter long wings composed entirely of ice spells stretched out from behind. His body was slightly bent, and he exerted force on his feet. The ground within five meters of the surrounding area suddenly sunk downwards. In an instant, the whole person seemed to have emerged from the barrel of a gun. It shot out like a grenade from the barrel.

But even the sonic boom couldn't be heard clearly and it disappeared in a short time.

"Jingle bell"

The door of the convenience store opened, and a very handsome boy wearing a black sweatshirt and short black hair walked in.

Although he gave everyone a spring breeze smile, as soon as he walked in, he felt that the temperature in the room suddenly dropped several degrees. However, since it is already evening and the temperature has dropped, it is normal for the cold air to come in when the door is opened.

"Let's have some oden. I'll have this, and that, and a pineapple bun."

The one who walked in was of course Isayama Nomei. He hadn't even eaten dinner. Thanks to some kind-hearted people he met in the alley who saw that he was so thin and thin, they couldn't bear that Isayama Nomei was hungry and took the initiative to donate some change.

"I'll charge you a total of... yen..."

"OK."

The clerk also didn't expect that the fair-skinned and tall boy in front of him could actually be so good at eating.

Isayama Nomei lined up the change and watched the clerk scoop up the oden.

In my heart, I thought that after so many years, the purchasing power of this money has depreciated again.

In the past, this amount of money was enough to feed two people, but now it is not even enough to feed one person.

Isayama Nomei glanced out of the corner of his eye and saw a piece of bread. He didn't know what he thought of, but he said without even thinking about it.

"Well, let's have another curry beef bun."

"OK."

Isayama Nomei took the food, sat down on the window seat of the convenience store and sat down.

Today seems to be Halloween, so Isayama Norimei can see pumpkins all over the streets, and even the store clerks are wearing Halloween clothes.

But Isayama Norimei is not interested in this kind of festival. Elderly people are more retro.

He first took a sip of the hot oden soup to warm himself up a little.

Isayama Nomei still prefers to eat things made of surimi, such as arctic fins, fish wheels, etc., which are sold in convenience stores. Of course, boiled daikon is also good.

This is a rare treat for an upper-division student like Isayama Norimei who didn't have much pocket money.

Isayama Norimei, his sister, Futaba, and that idiot Sakuta all ate this together on the roadside.

But I don’t know if he doesn’t know whether the original world timeline is static or advancing in the future of [Key to Transcendence of Time and Space].

The former is fine, but the latter is troublesome.

Isayama Kenmei shook his head. Suddenly he heard a fire truck speeding away from the street corner at a very fast speed, as well as many police cars. The sirens of these cars were extremely harsh and sharp.

It always feels strangely familiar.

He felt a bit like a curse attack, with police cars and some official vehicles going to cordon off an area.

"How come?"

Isayama Nomei shook his head. He just wanted to have a dinner here, so he would not be so lucky.

And this is Shibuya. Big cities are full of masters from the Spell Masters Association, and even that level of curse spirits and the neon government have not been defeated by the curse spirits.

It shows that the Spell Masters Association has a more terrifying combat power than the curse spirits. Otherwise, according to the murderous nature of the curse spirits, not to mention Shibuya, Tokyo would become a hunting ground for these monsters and monsters.

Therefore, Isayama Norimei, who wanted to understand, did not panic at all. He tore open the curry beef bread and took a slow and leisurely bite.

"It's not as delicious as the ones in school."

But suddenly at this moment, the TV hanging on the convenience store behind Nori Isayama suddenly rang. It was a siren, echoing the police cars speeding away outside.

"An emergency news is being inserted now. Residents of Shibuya Ward are asked not to stay in this area and to evacuate immediately."

The announcer on the TV looked so serious that the audience was shocked.

"The underground natural gas pipeline in Shibuya is leaking seriously due to aging, and an explosion may occur at any time."

"Ahem."

Isayama Kenmei was a little choked, and he patted his chest.

What does this mean, this.

This is the tone of the Jujutsu Association, their usual practice.

It has been more than ten or twenty years, and the natural gas pipeline is still aging and leaking, just a change of soup but not the medicine.

He felt that even if the market value of Japan's natural gas pipeline company was trillions, it would not be enough to compensate for the losses caused over the years.

The natural gas company is really always taking the blame.

"But please ask the citizens to retreat in an orderly manner under the arrangement of the staff!"

"No need to carry large luggage! Travel light!"

"Customer, aren't you going to run?"

The clerk at the convenience store saw that this student with a big appetite didn't run away. He was really brave. Except for him, all the other customers were running.

"It's okay, I'm done eating, I'll help you close the door."

Isayama Kenmei was still sighing about this thing, why is it a natural gas company again, and he waved his hand to show that he didn't mind after hearing the clerk's reminder.

Outside the convenience store, a black Audi was parked on the street in a very domineering manner. A girl with short brown hair got up from the car. Her expression and appearance made her look very strong and decisive.

Isayama Kenmei raised his eyebrows. If he saw the clothes correctly.

"Is it a technical college?"

And it was the uniform of Tokyo Jujutsu Technical College.

The clothes that were blue-purple to black were only used by Tokyo Jujutsu Technical College.

The person in front of him was dressed in a blue-black jacket, a blue-black pleated skirt, black stockings and brown shoes.

The girl with short orange hair had a brown belt tied around her waist, which was used to carry hammers, nails and scarecrow toys.

It was not out of place on Halloween.

"It's a curse tool."

Isayama Kenmei took a glance and saw clearly what she was using.

The small hammer and nails looked like a construction worker, but they were indeed curse tools.

This girl's strength is not very strong, just average. In the Jujutsu High School, it is estimated that she is between the third and second level of the Jujutsu Master.

On the other side of the car, a woman with long golden hair got out of the driver's seat. She was wearing a black suit and was also quite heroic.

Isayama Kenmei estimated that this was the assistant supervisor of the Jujutsu High School. She was a non-combatant. The level of her curse power was just enough to see the curse spirits. She was not very aggressive.

"Miss Wild Rose, what are you doing?"

The assistant lady of the Jujutsu Supervisor followed the orange short-haired girl, feeling very helpless.

"I'm hungry. Let the lady come out at night. At least you have to make sure I don't starve."

"I'll go to a convenience store, and it won't affect the mission."

The voice was very loud, and Isayama Kenmei heard it in the store.

He was still chewing his bread. Although it tasted bad, he opened it and didn't eat it.

Not good, a bit of a waste.

"I want a popular pineapple bun, thank you."

The orange-haired girl took out the prepared change from her pocket and slapped it on the cash register.

This girl has a preference for Internet celebrity food. It is said that this Halloween pineapple bun is particularly famous, and you can eat different flavors of fillings in it.

Generally, every convenience store will have it, which can be regarded as stamp collecting.

"Customer, I'm going to take shelter."

The clerk prepared her things and went out, but she saw two more customers in the store, so she said embarrassedly.

"Cash is not accepted for the time being."

"And the pineapple buns are sold out, I'm sorry."

After saying that, the clerk hurriedly and apologetically ran out.

"Ah."

The girl called Wild Rose showed a clear loss on her face. She covered her stomach and almost fainted, and she was muttering in a low voice.

"Without pineapple buns, I'm going to die"

"Hey, cheer up, just take one of the so many breads next to you."

"If you don't mind, I still have a pineapple bun here."

At this time, a more magnetic and curved male voice that sounded easy to be liked sounded in the corner.

"I'm full, so I'll give it to you guys."

The two of them turned their heads and looked inside the room, where the voice came from.

Unexpectedly, the voice was nice, and the person was even more handsome.

They saw a handsome guy with black hair, holding a pineapple bun and waving at them.

Although Kenmei Isayama is not from Tokyo Jujutsu High School, since he is a student of the high school, he is his junior.

As a senior, it's okay to take care of the junior a little.

A favor of a loaf of bread.