Chapter 203 Revive! Sorcerer Killer!

“Gojo Satoru has entered the scene.

Control room in the basement of Shibuya Station

Xia Youjie, who had a scar on his forehead and was wearing a blue-purple cassock, smiled even more when he saw the figure of Gojo Satoru appearing on the monitor.

Like a cat that caught a mouse, it narrowed its eyes with laughter.

The squinting Xia Youjie said to the one-eyed little man next to him with a head that resembled a volcano.

"Do you know when Gojo Satoru is at his greatest strength?"

"Xia You, don't keep it secret now."

The little one-eyed curse spirit was very unhappy and said in a stiff tone.

"We are going to fight him."

"That's him. Huh?"

But at this moment, the mineral water bottle placed on the table was shaking violently, and Xia Youjie swallowed all the words he wanted to answer.

"earthquake!"

Neon is located in an earthquake zone. There are thousands of earthquakes, large and small, every year. It is normal for earthquakes to occur.

But this time things were different. For other reasons, Xia Youjie and the volcano-headed curse spirit looked to the southwest almost at the same time.

It seemed that something attracted the two of them over there, and Xia Youjie's face suddenly changed with a smile.

"Who is this curse?"

Xia Youjie always felt that there seemed to be some malice towards him in this spell, and he suddenly had an ominous premonition.

"Huh? How could a compatriot be born during this time period?"

The one-eyed dwarf curse spirit also frowned, and a man said to himself over there.

"This is a city."

"No, although this movement is very similar to the birth of a special curse spirit."

Xia Youjie shook his head, but it was not like a super-grade curse spirit was born.

"It is the birth of a special magic tool."

Moreover, the curse tool is still contrary to the laws of nature and is not tolerated by the world. It is even more unacceptable to the will of the world than the weird [Nine Phase Diagram of the Cursed Fetus] that he personally refined.

He has lived for so long, but he has never heard of anyone other than himself who can do it?

The names of those old friends began to appear in Xia Youjie's mind, but most of these people had been killed before his plan started.

"Who is it?"

Xia Youjie suddenly felt that something different had happened to his originally planned plan.

For him who is accustomed to controlling everything and strategizing, for the first time, he had the idea that the situation would exceed his expectations.

At this moment, no matter which street in Shibuya District you are in, as long as you look into the sky outside, you will see a beam of light burning with golden flames shooting straight into the sky!

The dark night was illuminated by this beam of light, and the clouds in the originally vast night sky were also dipped in gold and emitted a bright light.

The momentum of this light pillar is extremely huge, and the instantaneous wind force it generates is as strong as a Category 7 or 8 hurricane.

boom! ! !

In an instant, after several loud noises resounded throughout the heaven and earth, several golden thunder dragons appeared in the clouds and rolled in the rapidly spreading dark clouds. The bodies of these giant beasts containing terrifying spells reflected a large piece of thunder, which would sink deeply into the sky. The clouds all reflected a brilliant golden color.

People can still hear the roar of dragons coming from the sky.

And as the light beam spread rapidly, the originally dark night sky suddenly became as bright as day, muffled thunder resounded across the sky, and thunder snakes pierced the dark sky as if it was the end of the world.

When the thunder dragons with terrifying aura above spit out heavenly punishment containing terrifying energy, they are about to rain down the punishment from heaven.

In a trance, a huge bloody demon seemed to appear underneath, his mighty and majestic body covered by simple armor.

In his hand was a sword about fifty meters long that seemed to be burning with red magic flames.

Even in the face of devastating things. There was no retreat in front of Tianlei, and his magnanimity was enough to make people feel intimidated.

A red sharp slash cut through the sky, rising directly from the ground. It contained the arrogance of "vow to be equal to the sky", and the sword wind generated shook the glass of all the surrounding high-rise buildings at once. broken.

"The sky, the sky is cut!!!"

Seeing the day being cut into two, the spellcasters all opened their mouths, not knowing what to say.

Even though it was dark, the scene of the thunder dragon being decapitated was still so clearly visible, and the blade was so terrifying that it seemed like it split the entire sky.

The scene where the sea of ​​clouds is rushing and split into two in the middle gives people a strong visual impact.

Only the terrifying residual force fluctuations in the sky reflected that what just happened was a fact, not an illusion.

The big shots from the Director's Department of the Conjurers Association have already entered the observatory and detected this unimaginable curse feast.

The well-informed old guys also discovered that it was the birth of an extraordinary special-grade magic tool that caused such an earth-shattering movement.

"Find out what happened!"

"Damn, is there such a big movement?"

The person who caused the big commotion just now had "escaped" a long time ago.

As soon as Isayama Kenmei left, at least nearly two to thirty magicians in black appeared where he had just stopped, and they were all first-level magicians.

Good guys, if you don't help Gojo Satoru, you'll be fishing from here.

Isayama Kenmei figured out that the Conjurers Association was full of bastards like Kusakabe, and left everything to Ushima Satoru.

Isayama Kenmei himself did not expect the noise to be so loud, but fortunately, his curse tool was successfully refined in the end.

"It really took a lot of effort."

This was also the first time that he took advantage of the loophole of [Warhammer Simulator].

At this moment, several golden thin chains were wrapped around the palm of Isayama Kenmei's left hand. It was a thin watch chain.

Under the watch chain was a pocket watch-like object with a diameter of about three centimeters. Its edges were polished smooth like a mirror, and there were many strange and tiny lines on the dial. These patterns looked quite mysterious and mysterious, and the workmanship was so fine that it was amazing.

Under the moonlight, the exterior of this pocket watch also exuded a faint golden glass-like light.

[Luck of Atonement]

Producer: Isayama Kenmei

Quality: Gold

Category: Special Equipment (Not Notarized)

Durability: 56/56

Equipment Requirements: Isayama Kenmei's bound equipment, which can only be used by the host.

Note: It cannot be borrowed.

Equipment Effect 1: Fortune (Passive), take the luck of being defeated or killing other humans, and the luck will be stored in the ‘Lucky of Redemption’.

Tip: 0% of luck has been stored. (Maximum storage 120%)

When the minute hand in the dial moves one circle, it means 100% is stored. At that time, the hour hand will jump, which means that [Strong Luck] is stored once.

Equipment Effect 2: Strong Luck (Active), release the luck stored in ‘Little Luck’, and consume 1 point of durability. During this period, the holder’s luck attribute +3, and the effect lasts for 2 minutes.

If the ‘Lucky of Redemption’ does not store enough luck, 1200 points will be paid instead of luck. (The current equipment is not notarized, so it is not available)

Tip: The cooling time of Strong Luck (Active) is 1 natural day.

Equipment Effect 3: Lonely Throw (Active), you can clear all the durability of the equipment. When the equipment is damaged, you can forcibly reverse the judgment of death when your life is safe.

Tip: This effect is only valid when the durability is higher than 95%.

Rating: Not notarized, no rating

Introduction: Although it is a rough work, it is still very good as a practical equipment.

After reading the properties of this equipment, you should know why it will cause strange phenomena in the world and cause fear in the entire curse world.

First of all, it must be evil, otherwise how could it cause more outrageous noise than the [Nine Phases of Curse Embryo Diagram] that is against the will of heaven and earth and is not tolerated by the six paths.

It is equivalent to plundering other people's luck for their own use, and it also requires the means of killing, which doubles the magic of this equipment.

So heaven and earth do not allow this kind of curse tool to be born!

But for the user, there is no taboo that this is not allowed and that is not allowed.

It can be called luxurious.

Especially in terms of the boldness of the lucky attribute, Kenmei Isayama can say that the boss is generous.

Although Shigemen Haruta deserves to die, he finally did a good thing. His technique has become an equipment with excellent properties.

It is also considered to be more than deserved to die.

Although he can only be a real man for two minutes.

But in those two minutes, Kenmei Isayama's luck value is at least doubled.

Don't underestimate the effect of any luck value, otherwise how can the opportunity to fight be fleeting?

Besides, this thing is not only used in battle. Although Kenmei Isayama has no treasure chest to open now, if he draws the simulated world in [Warhammer Simulator], it is also based on luck.

Kenmei Isayama touched his beardless chin and thought about the effect of this equipment.

By killing the enemy, you can plunder other people's luck to promote the second equipment active effect [Strong Luck].

Even if you can't get it full, you can use points to pay. It's unexpectedly considerate. Although this function cannot be used in this timeline for the time being, it is also necessary to know in advance.

So if Kenmei Isayama wants to try the effect of this equipment, he must go to kill people.

It's a pity that Kenmei Isayama originally wanted to have a good rest. After all, he finally came to the future and didn't want to see blood.

But the parameters of this equipment must be carefully tested in actual combat.

For example, how much luck value can be filled in that equipment by killing a third-level sorcerer?

How much difference is there between second-level and first-level sorcerers, different levels of cursed spirits, and humans?

These are things that Kenmei Isayama can accomplish and achieve together in this world.

He has finished here, so he doesn't need to make the same attempt again when he returns to his own timeline.

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Kenmei Isayama looked at the tallest tower in Shibuya.

Even without the help to cover his eyes, he can see the very strong fluctuations of the spell there, which can be said to be ghosts and monsters.

If he guessed correctly, the building with hundreds of floors is full of cursed spirits stuffed by who knows who.

It makes people sick to look at it.

"Let's go there as the first stop."

Kenmei Isayama has also thought about the second stop, which is to go inside the [Account], where the number of cursed spirits is more than the total number of all the floors of the building.

Moreover, Kenmei Isayama smelled the scent of more than one special-grade cursed spirit in that tent, including an A-grade one and several peak B-grade ones.

Let’s start with some appetizers and desserts.

At this moment, the top of the building, which Isayama Nomei regarded as his first stop.

There is a big [H] letter there, which is a helicopter pad used for the company president to travel.

The wind was howling at night, but there were still three people standing there.

One looked middle-aged, while the other two were elderly.

One is the mother-in-law and the other is the grandfather.

The mother-in-law seemed very old and stooped, but the old man looked energetic.

He has a bristly hair on top of his head, thick eyebrows and big eyes, and is a bit funny.

Speaking of which, these three people really look like a group of comedians.

But they were actually once famous curse masters in the dark world. They were all masters who were active more than 30 years ago.

"Speak of it."

The old man walked to the edge of the building. Lean down and observe the city.

"On the periphery of the [tent], we occupy the most conspicuous position."

The youngest of them, the man with cockscomb hair, said slowly.

"But even if you find it, it will be difficult. Get close."

"That's right, after all, there are so many modified humans packed into the lower city."

The old man felt a little relieved after hearing his words. He shrugged his shoulders and began to persuade himself with an indifferent tone.

Transformed humans refer to those who were originally living people, but were transformed by a special-level curse spirit into hideous-looking, irrational monsters, equivalent to miscellaneous soldiers.

In other words, only the best guys can do it. Feeling smug about defeating a human-turned-cursed spirit. Yes, I'm talking about a certain sports student. That guy can fight with a locust curse spirit for so long. It's amazing.

"Our place is pretty good."

The old man put his hands on his hips and said in a relaxed tone.

"The enemy will definitely not be able to get up for a while."

But the old man had just finished speaking.

From the lowest floor of the building below, there was a sudden loud explosion. The vibration caused by the explosion almost shook the entire building.

The old arms and legs on the roof almost fell down. Especially if the old woman fell, she would definitely be choked.

"What happened?"

The old man grinned,

Why is it that my mouth seems to have been opened, and something happened as soon as I said it?

"have no idea."

At this moment, in the lobby on the first floor, Isayama Norimei wanted to test the pocket watch in his hand. Lucky loot level.

So he started directly from the first level and then gradually started cleaning up.

Now the entire first floor of the building has completely turned into a world of ice and snow, with frozen and hard ice sculptures everywhere.

There are different expressions, but one thing is that these curse spirits have been rested.

"Why did it only move one percent?"

Isayama Nomei took out his pocket watch and looked at the minute hand on it, but it had just jumped to the next position.

Isayama Nomei just froze about 120 cursed spirits, but these 120 only slightly filled up his lucky 1%.

This ratio seems surprisingly low.

But regarding this issue, you don’t have to think this way. In fact, you should be able to know the result.

They were all captured to be transformed humans and placed here, where they met Isayama Nomei.

How lucky can these unlucky people be?

It's just bad luck, okay.

Isayama Nomei knew that there was a hollowed-out ceiling in the middle that could reach the highest point.

So, he came there.

"The number is really quite large."

As long as Isayama Nomei raises his head, he will see layers rising from above, layers upon layers, going up continuously. Every floor is full of bright red pupils, full of bloodthirsty eyes, and unabashed beating. On his body.

"Thirty-point seconds."

Isayama Nomei estimated in his mind that all these wastes could block his time.

Six slender and gorgeous ice-based wings slowly opened up behind Isayama Nomei. His whole body was bent like a spring accumulating kinetic energy, and then all the wings were inflated at the same time almost instantly.

"What happened!"

The three curse masters on the roof were still helping each other there, but they had not yet stood firm. The second, third, fourth, fifth, and sixth shock waves were continuously spreading from bottom to top.

The power supply was also cut off, and the lights kept going out.

Isayama Nomei's whole body was like an arrow shot from a bow straight into the sky. His powerful wings would break all the tempered glass on the corresponding floor every time he flapped his wings.

So what the elderly people on the top floor are really not experiencing now is a pleasant experience. Instead, they feel like they were frightened when they were young.

When all the sounds fell silent, there was only one possibility left, and that was that the intruder had arrived in front of them from the ground.

The door that had been locked for safety was now flying towards them.

"Boom-"

This deformed steel door even hit the outside far away without losing any strength, and hit the downstairs.

Isayama Nomei pulled the deformed door frame, walked from inside to outside, and said hello to them.

"I didn't expect it to be three old guys."

These old guys looked at each other and knew that this person was not someone to be trifled with.

The old man spoke first.

"I'll delay it while you activate that technique!"

He said this to the old woman, and that guy should understand what he meant. The young man in front of them was not someone they could handle.

So they had to show their trump cards.

Without further ado, the old woman took out a string of prayer beads and sat cross-legged on the ground, while the middle-aged uncle stood by the old woman like a bodyguard.

At this moment, only the old man had the time to stop Kenmei Isayama.

"Just hold off the opponent for three minutes."

The old man was constantly judging the gap between himself and the enemy.

"Come on, kid."

The old man's technique was specifically designed to deal with the strong, and he was a little confident in delaying time.

The old man was still swaying left and right, jumping in small steps.

"Puff."

The flesh was torn and the bones were broken, and such a terrifying sound was particularly harsh in the quiet night sky.

"Huh?"

Why did I see my own body?

The old man suddenly saw a headless corpse wearing his clothes, and a lot of blood was spurting out of the broken part.

Isayama Kenmei had the time to talk to the old man, and he went over and twisted his head off gently.

"Old man, you talk a lot?"

Even with your old arms and legs, you still stopped him for three minutes.

Isayama Kenmei grabbed the head in his hand and threw it up, and then caught it.

"But I'm lucky."

This old man contributed 3% to him at once, which means he is an old man who can live to retirement, but it's a pity to meet him.

"There are two more."

"Huh?"

Isayama Kenmei saw that after he killed his teammate, the speed of the spell in the old woman's mouth suddenly increased by about 40%.

"How could I let you succeed?"

Although he didn't know what kind of spell the old woman used. But if you can kill easily, don't spend more effort.

So Kenmei Isayama threw the head in his hand towards the old woman.

It was a head, but it was like a cannonball in his hand.

So the middle-aged man was like a formidable enemy and wanted to stop the thing that looked like a killer volleyball in advance.

But the difference in strength was so great that it was impossible to intercept it.

The head in Kenmei Isayama's hand directly blew up the old woman's head, and the headless body also fell to the ground slowly.

"Hehe, the accuracy is not bad."

But the old woman had already predicted her own death, so she simply sacrificed her remaining vitality, reducing her casting time by more than 50%.

In other words, before the headshot, a certain technique had been completed.

"Leave it to you, grandson."

The old woman said with a weak breath.

Her technique has been completely transferred to her grandson.

"I know, mother-in-law."

The Shamatte man didn't have time to feel sad, he took out a small glass bottle the size of a fingernail from his arms, stuffed it into his mouth and crushed it with his teeth.

"Has your temperament changed?"

Isayama Kenmei was slightly stunned, when he saw that the Shamatte middle-aged uncle's face was getting closer and closer to the familiar face in his memory.

The face that was not in high spirits just now suddenly showed a smile.