Chapter 224 Return

Far underground in the Xingxing Palace

In a secret room, there is a person wearing a white kimono, with a wooden cylinder head, four eyes neatly arranged on it, and a stiff face that never seems to have any expression.

It's hard to believe that this unknown thing is actually alive, but she is Tianyuan from the future timeline.

She stood in front of a mummy that had completely cracked in the middle and was in a daze, wondering what she was thinking.

This is the "Instant Buddha". Thousands of years ago, Buddhist monks knew that they were about to die, so they went on a hunger strike, ate some bark and food, and finally dried up to look like a dry mummy.

But the owner of this mummy has nothing to do with the Buddhist monks. He does all kinds of evil, including murder and arson.

Because if you look closely at this mummy, you will find that he actually has four hands, and those four hands are empty without a single finger.

Yes, this feature is very similar to Liangmian Sunuo.

In fact, this is indeed the body of Liangmian Sunuo. It has been more than 1,000 years since his power was divided into twenty parts, and he has been buried underground in the Xingxing Palace.

The message conveyed by the scene in front of him was also very clear. After a long while, this thing that looked like Lao Bangcai came out with a dry sentence from his mouth.

"Su Nuo, unexpectedly"

The tone was still very unbelievable, and the calm expression on Tian Yuan's face suddenly became very solemn.

And on the battlefield riddled with holes, when the blood-colored mist dissipates and the light dissipates, it becomes calm again.

The originally ferocious Liang-faced Su Nuo had completely changed his appearance at this moment, and it was impossible to imagine how terrifying he was originally.

The violent four-armed monster just now is now withered all over, and the oil lamp has dried up, turning into dark brown translucent amber.

All the abnormalities caused by the corruption rituals of the Plague Lord Nurgle have disappeared.

However, the holes where the flesh and blood had mutated on Liangmian Sunuo's body were still there, so there was a big hole in the east and a big hole in the west.

In his current state, not to mention using the reversal technique, he might die on the spot in the next second. He is just hanging on with his last breath.

Speaking of which, the eminent Buddhist monk who was the predecessor of [Prison Gate Territory] in historical records also had this posture before he was enthroned.

Isayama Nomei slowly walked up to the weak-breathing Ryomian Sunuo and stood there, raising the blade and preparing to chop off his head.

Liangmian Sunuo looked like a skinny little old man, as if this was his original appearance. He tried his best to widen his cloudy eyes, trying to take a good look at the young man in front of him.

"Kid. What's your name?"

But before Liangmian Sunuo could say anything, he coughed violently.

"Xian Ming"

Isayama Nomei said calmly

"Xian Ming

Liang Miansu Nuo got the final answer, and the look on his face became extremely peaceful.

"Thank you."

This is the last opponent in his life, the one who makes him fight the most heartily. The most important thing is that Liang Miansu Nuo has seen it.

What does it look like high in the sky?

"Yeah."

Although Isayama Norimei was unexpected that the two-faced Su Nuo would actually say words of thanks, the knife in his hand still did not stop.

The battle will not end until the enemy stops breathing.

The withered face with two faces was illuminated by the light of the sword, and the revolving door in his mind quickly looked back at his invincible life.

With a swipe, a withered head was chopped off, and Gululu fell to the ground.

Before Liang Miansu Nuo died, he left his last words.

"I am honored to be your opponent."

"You are welcome."

He felt that he should have recorded a voice just now for Gojo Satoru to listen to, which was a pity.

Otherwise, what kind of expression would Gojo Satoru have on his face when he hears that Lord Su Nuo, whom he has longed for, has been defeated by Isayama Nomei.

Thinking of that coward makes me feel unlucky.

Isayama Nomei shook the blood on the knife hard and swung it to the ground.

[You have killed the special unit: Liangmian Sunuo]

[Points obtained: 800000 points]

Note: This income has dropped sharply by more than 60%. Liangmian Sunuo is a magician who survived by using special spells thousands of years ago, so part of his power has been lost over the thousands of years.

Isayama Nomei knew that a certain old cunt who had been hiding from the world and developing secretly was the one with the most points.

It is normal for people like Liangmian Sunuo to suffer losses if they stand at the front desk all the time.

After all, this guy's twenty fingers have been left outside for thousands of years. Even now, he has obtained them all from various aspects, including curse masters and curse spirits.

Liangmiansu Nuo can create a special-grade cursed spirit with one finger. As you can imagine, these things are all fragrant, so it is very convenient to plug and play.

It’s almost the same as the Four Souls Jade.

You use a little, I use a little, and everyone uses it together, so there will definitely be losses in the end.

Isayama Nomei took out the [Luck of Atonement], and just now he gained the luck of killing Ryomian Sunuo.

【The Luck of Atonement】

Producer: Isayama Nomei

Quality: gold

Category: Special equipment (not notarized)

Durability: 56/56

Equipment requirements: Isayama Nomei's bound equipment can only be used by the host alone.

Note: Not available for loan.

Equipment effect 1: Fortune (passive), seizes the luck of being defeated or kills other humans, and the luck will be stored in the 'luck of atonement'.

Tip: Luck has been stored at 120%. (Maximum storage 120%)

Sure enough, it has been filled up.

Isayama Kenmei killed so many trash before, but it was only 30%, maybe less, he didn't look carefully just now.

He, Ryomen Sukuna, directly filled up the luck storage of this equipment all at once.

It was the same as Isayama Kenmei expected.

Apart from anything else, Ryomen Sukuna can get those two terrifying curse tools to know how great his luck is.

A [Shenwu Jie] is enough to cripple a special curse spirit like Tagore, and the full counterattack of [Flying] almost knocked Gojo Satoru offline.

Unfortunately, these two weapons were destroyed by the guy himself. Unable to withstand the erosion of the terrifying plague power on Ryomen Sukuna, [Flying] was broken into several pieces, and [Shenwu Jie] was also broken.

However, this did let Kenmei Isayama know a good news, that is, the existence of these two curse tools. Such things can be passed down through the ages in legends, but it is outrageous that there is no information at all.

In the past timeline on his side, no one was interested in these two curse tools.

Kenmei Isayama can still snatch them away at that time. No, what do you mean by snatching? I picked them up from the ground.

Kenmei Isayama suddenly saw the headless body of Ryomen Sukuna. There was a green light flashing in the palm of one of his hands. He walked forward to pick it up.

It was estimated to be only one-third the size of a grain of rice. If you don't look closely, you can't see this thing. But it flashed green light.

"Is this... the essence of life?"

Seeing that familiar appearance, he subconsciously thought that it was a gift from Nurgle, the Lord of Plague, that Kenmei Isayama had received. Each one was evolved by at least all the population of a planet.

But if it was just Ryomen Sukuna, it seemed unlikely that such a thing would explode.

After all, he is just a single individual, not a whole. The conditions for his creation are extremely harsh and it is unlikely that he was born so easily.

Jianshan Xianmei picked it up and observed it carefully, and found something different.

Now the thing in his hand seems to be of poor quality and full of mottled impurities.

But it is undeniable that this is indeed a collection of some kind of life essence.

Fortunately, Jianshan Xianmei found that there is a description to read when he picked it up.

Essence of Sukuna (remaining)

Origin: Curse World

Quality: Ordinary (notarized)

Introduction: Made of the essence of the life force of the strong in this world, absorbing it can gain some power, and there is a 30% chance of awakening the spell before his death.

Tip: It is not suitable for humans to take.

Recycling price: 5000 points

Judging from these properties, this is something similar to the Curse Ball, and even after swallowing it, you can get the power of the two-faced Sukuna.

This is a ray of hope, Jianshan Xianmei had previously thought of taking him as his subordinate. But this guy's body and soul were all contaminated by the power of the plague, so this idea could only be abandoned.

But if he could get the power of Ryomen Sukuna after eating this thing, then it would be no different.

Kenmei Isayama still needed to clean up the battlefield. After all, I wonder if the two broken curse tools are still worth repairing.

In addition, Kenmei Isayama and the plague-turned Ryomen Sukuna, the traces of the battle between the two of them must be dealt with.

And it has to be handled in a pollution-free way

Because he knows the harm of that thing better than anyone else. If any ordinary person mixes Ryomen Sukuna's blood with even a little bit of this thing, he will immediately become a zombie.

So people in the distance saw the completely ruined city being swallowed by the endless sea of ​​blood, and the Ultimate Mecha Maru that sank in the depths of the sea of ​​blood also got many city fragments of skyscrapers as neighbors.

But Kenmei Isayama was about to sink the remains of Ryomen Sukuna along with the entire Shibuya, when he suddenly found that a weak curse wave suddenly came from the inside of the corpse.

"You can only die in the crowd."

Then there was a heartbeat

"Ah? No way."

Isayama Kenmei clearly saw that Ryomen Sukuna had been completely killed by him, and even the system prompt appeared.

So whose heartbeat is this?

It can't be Ryomen Sukuna's.

Isayama Kenmei stepped forward and punched the skeleton, and suddenly a child with cherry blossom pink hair fell out of it.

"Child?"

Isayama Kenmei said puzzledly

The child was wearing loose clothes and was completely in a coma.

I seem to have some impression of this pink hair. When I saw him, he was still fighting with a grasshopper or locust curse spirit that was so weak that I didn't know how to describe it, and they were having a lot of fun.

Isayama Kenmei's first impression of him was that this person was not very smart. Which good person would not use curses to fight curse spirits seriously?

So it was strange that the object of Ryomen Sukuna's incarnation was still alive.

Kenmei Isayama briefly checked the kid's body and found that except for the extreme brain overdraft, there was nothing else.

"What a lucky guy."

So Kenmei Isayama grabbed the kid's collar and disappeared on the spot, leaving only a bottomless pit.

Maybe only people know that place is the location of Shibuya in their memories.

It's not like a nuclear explosion.

"Go find that bastard first and bring the cursed spirit over."

Isayama Kenmeike has not forgotten the cursed spirit he is eyeing, but it is still with that old bastard Fuhei Shiji.

As for Fuheishier being defeated by it, that is simply impossible.

Isayama Nomei has seen through his ability. The ability of the cursed spirit of the real person is the soul. By touching the soul, it can change the nature of the body and produce mutations.

However, Fuheishi'er's soul and body are not real people at all, and can be bound by a mere special-level curse spirit.

[Heaven and Curse Binding] is something that even Isayama Norimei hasn't figured out how it works. Moreover, the ability of [Soul-Eating Knife] can be said to be a natural killer for that cursed spirit.

[Soul-Eating Knife]: A special magical tool that ignores physical defense and directly attacks the soul.

Isayama Nomei felt that even Fushiguro could chase and kill the real person, so it was not a problem at all.

And when Isayama Nomei removed the entire barrier originally erected in Shibuya, everyone else knew that they had won the final victory in this decisive battle, but when they sent out the advance team. When they entered that area, everyone was stunned by the sight in front of them.

Downtown Shibuya has completely disappeared. Only a huge pit with a maximum depth of about 400 meters is left.

Isayama Nomei asked the blood river to swallow all these things, so it was devoured relatively completely, and it was impossible to see what was left behind.

"It's simply the power of God."

A thought slowly rose in the hearts of those spell masters.

"Xian Ming."

Gojo Satoru had already reattached the broken arm and was still standing there. It was quite shocking to witness this scene with his own eyes.

Even Gojo Satoru had to use [茈] to blast these disappearing earthworks for a long time, and it was not accomplished overnight.

"Wow, I knew you were slacking off."

When Isayama Norimei and Xia Youjie followed the induction and found Fushiguro, he was already far away in a barbecue restaurant in Tokyo.

Since Isayama Nomei didn't change his appearance, he took a special look at the surveillance outside before walking in.

Ironically, the TV was showing that Shibuya had been evacuated due to a large-scale natural gas explosion.

However, the scene broadcast above is still the same as before Shibuya entered the alert state, and it is still so brightly lit.

But paper cannot cover the fire. Tomorrow morning, humans all over the world will know that the Shibuya area is gone.

I guess Neon's current cabinet ministers are already exhausted, right?

The economic losses are estimated to reach 400 to 500 billion US dollars.

As one of the instigators, Isayama Nomei thought with malicious intent.

"Boss, let's eat something together."

Isayama Nomei walked to Fushiguro Shiji's side, so the fishing uncle immediately saw the bosses and asked them to sit down together.

This bitch has ordered several plates of barbecue, beef, pork, good guys, all the more expensive ones.

Fuheishi'er was currently eating roasted beef tongue. When he saw his boss coming, he still just ate there.

It's like a starving ghost reincarnated.

Well, he was really starving to death.

"Where's the curse spirit?"

"Boss, what you told me."

Fuheishier heard the boss ask this, so he stepped hard.

"Of course he's still alive and kicking."

Then a dull groan was heard, and Isayama Norimei also saw where the cursed spirit was.

The real person has been cut into a square by Fuheisher, and all the extra things have been removed. Only a head is left there.

Judging from the fact that the real person cannot speak, it seems that even his tongue was pulled out by Fushihe Shir.

Just as he thought, Fuheishi'er really killed the real person, and the conflicting attributes were particularly obvious in them.

When the real man saw the scary man walking in, the sad look on his face became more intense.

All is settled.

Even the only seedling of the curse spirit itself was not immune to the disaster.

"What's going on with that little brat boss?"

Fuheishier asked curiously when he saw a pink-haired kid in the boss's hand, holding up chopsticks.

Isayama Nomei took the roasted meat from the baking pan and put it on his own plate, and then ate it too.

"I picked him up. Someone should pick him up soon."

As for Isayama Nomei's hand under the table, he turned the real person into a mantra ball and then put it away.

"Boss, you are also a person who can do good things."

Fuheishier joked.

"Hey, let's have some more plates of meat."

Isayama Nomei also felt a little hungry, and he didn't want to go back hungry.

He had already seen the "Sands of Time" on the way here, and Isayama Norimei discovered that the hourglass-like thing was flowing faster and faster along with his progress in changing his world.

Obviously at the original flow rate, Isayama Nomei felt that he could stay for about three more days.

But after the duel with the two-faced Su Nuo, there was almost not much left.

It might be the next second, or it might be ten minutes later.

Looking at Fushiguro devouring food, Isayama Nomei shook his head helplessly.

"Have you ever thought about what it will be like when you have two children?"

Isayama Nomei suddenly asked.

Because the guy in front of me is still in a state of domestication.

"Huh? What are you talking about, boss?"

Fuheishier took a vicious bite of the beef ribs

"At this point, it's useless to say anything, right?"

Fuheishi'er is just a dead soul. Being able to see his son grow up safely and have one more meal before going back to hell is considered the luckiest day in his life of bad luck.

"Yeah."

Isayama Nomei turned on his mobile phone and showed Fushiguro a photo he had secretly taken.

"Look, you are smiling so happily."

"Is this me?"

All the bones that Fuheishier had in his mouth fell on the plate, making a crisp sound.

His face was quite incredible.

Because Fuheishier saw himself in the photo, leading his two children.

That boy should be Kei. The little devil was glaring at Fushiki Shijir unwilling to be outdone, and he himself was also glaring at him like he was competing with a child.

The girl should be Jinmei Ji. Fushiheiji still recognizes his adopted daughter. The girl is trying to break up the fight next to him.

Although the photo doesn't look like Isayama Nomei said at all, Fushiguro is smiling very happily, but there is even a hint of resentment in it.

"It's fake, it's impossible."

Fuheishier wouldn't believe it even if there were photos in front of him.

"Um."

Isayama Nomei nodded, picked up the tablecloth next to him and wiped his mouth.

"Shi'er, do you know why I'm so familiar with you?"

"Because you are working for me in another world."

"Another world?"

Fuheishier was originally immersed in the surprise of this photo, but was confused by his new boss's words.

"Both you and I are not from this era."

Isayama Nomei was particularly satisfied when he saw the surprise on Fushiguro's face.

Who makes Fuheishier always look like a stinker, making him want to be beaten just by looking at him.

Isayama Nomei continued to explain

"He was also called to this world for certain reasons."

After a long silence, Fuheishier chuckled.

Fushiguro took a deep breath and handed the phone back to Isayama Nomei nonchalantly.

That's how everything makes sense.

Why is my soul-eating knife on the young man in front of me?

And Isayama Nomei even felt like he was being manipulated in every way.

He smiled and shook his head, using. He said in a tone of hatred that iron cannot be transformed into steel.

"Look at this guy, where does he look like a magician killer?"

"You're lazy, frivolous, and you dare to take a kid out to play?"

He looks like a stay-at-home dad, but how can he look like a killer in the world of magic?

What a shame.

But it would be great if Fuheishier could control his sour tone.

Fuheishier only realized what he had missed over the years when he saw his child grow so big.

"Do you still want to fulfill that agreement now?"

Isayama Nomei had previously made an agreement with Fushiguro Shiji to give him relief after everything was over.

But he remembered that Fuheishier on the other side of his world had given him a choice.

It's better to give him another chance to choose.

"If you stay, maybe you can really experience what it's like to be a grandpa."

"Look your son is here."

Isayama Nomei motioned Fushiguro to look at it. Just now it could be seen that the number of customers in this store was decreasing at a speed visible to the naked eye.

The surrounding area was completely empty except for their table.

Not only Fushiguro Megumi, the son of Fushiguro Jinji, but also a large number of Tokyo conjuration experts such as Joker Satoru, Nanami Kento, and people from the Conjurers Association all came.

Isayama Nomei only stayed at the surveillance camera at the door for a second, so it was not surprising that they came to the door.

"Hmph, forget it."

After taking one last deep look at Fushiguro Megumi's complicated expression, Fushiguro finally shook his head.

"I hate little devils the most."

"Little brats are annoying too."

"Yeah, I know."

Isayama Nomei was no longer reluctant, so he lifted Fushiguro's restriction that he was not allowed to die.

Fushiguro immediately felt that some of the restraints on his body were lifted, and the heavy shackles on his body were removed, feeling extremely relaxed.

"I'm leaving first."

"Um."

Isayama Nomei didn't even look at Fushiguro Shiji. He knew that after this goodbye, this awkward guy would find a deserted corner and end his life.

Fuheishier put his hands in his pockets, looked at the conjurers association and the people who were with his son, and walked out alone.

He also never looked at Megumi Fushiguro for the last time.

"etc!"

Fushiguro, who had his head lowered, was indifferent even when he heard the words from Fushiguro Megumi, and still walked outside.

"I told you to wait."

It was Fushiguro Megumi who walked out from the crowd, looking at a face that he had forgotten even in his own memory with a complicated expression. He stepped forward and grabbed Fushiguro Shir's shoulders.

"Asshole dad."

Although he added a bastard, the two words "Dad" that he had never heard before still made Fuheishier stop in his tracks.

"You always talk to yourself like this? You disappear alone."

The previous conversation between father and son was a one-man show by Fushiguro Shiji, and he disappeared without giving Fushiguro Megumi a chance to speak.

"Is it going to be the same this time?"

After a moment of silence, Fuheishier finally answered.

"Because I'm just a scumbag."

Fuheisher slapped his son's arm off and walked straight out the door.

But before leaving, Fushiguro Shiji left one thing aside. Megumi Fushiguro, who was looking at him with his head lowered, was the same as the kid in his memory when he walked out of the house. When the two figures overlapped,

"But"

In the end, Fuheishier still said something that he had hidden deep in his heart.

"I'm very happy to see you grow up so much."

"benefit."

After saying these words, Fuheishier left the door as if running away, not losing any of his calmness just now.

"What a dishonest guy."

Isayama Nomei shook his head

But it is also very easy to understand. Fuheishier has never fulfilled his father's responsibilities, and naturally he would not expect his son to accept his irresponsible father.

Isayama Nomei did not forget to smile and waved goodbye to Fushiguro Shiji who left the store.

Seeing the subtle smile on Isayama Nomei's face, Fushiguro's face became even more angry, and he left the Den Bay faster.

When he was walking among the crowd, almost far away from the restaurant there,

Fuheishier raised the fork without hesitation and stabbed his head directly with the fork he took out from the restaurant.

The crowd around him screamed constantly, but Fushire, who had his head penetrated and took the initiative to commit suicide, the last thing that came to his mind was that photo.

Myself and my children walking openly and openly in the sunshine

It’s true, same people have different fates.

"I can actually watch the kid grow up with my own eyes."

Fuheishier closed his eyes, and his consciousness fell into complete darkness.

"hateful!"

"I'm not envious at all."

At the restaurant, Isayama Nomei also stood up after eating.

His actions caused those in the Conjurers Association and those who were introducing the benefits of joining the Conjurers Association to Isayama Norimei to take a step back involuntarily.

"No matter how high your price is, it has nothing to do with me."

"And that kid should be your previous companion."

Isayama Norimei glanced at the [Sands of Time] that was about to be revealed, and also walked towards the door. This time no one dared to stop him.

But as Isayama Nomei left, the Sakura kid's eyes opened a slit, and the pupils were a shocking dark green, but no one noticed.

But what this thing also didn't find was that Isayama Norimei had some gadgets on his body.

"I did everything I could."

I did what I shouldn’t have done.

Isayama Kenmei can already feel the rejection of him here, and he may be leaving here in a few seconds.

"If you have anything to say, just say it."

Isayama Nomei turned around and saw a complicated-looking Gojo Satoru standing on the street.

"Or are you afraid to even speak to me? You're a coward."

When he raised his hand, he could see that his hand was gradually becoming transparent.

"Thank you."

After Gojo Satoru was silent for a moment, he finally said

"If you hadn't stopped Liang Miansu Nuo, none of us would have survived."

Isayama Nomei did not answer

"You hit me and scolded me earlier, but now I feel that it is indeed the right thing to do."

Gojo Satoru remembered his situation at that time, and he immediately slapped himself on the face.

How much of a beast do I have to be to say something like that?

"I will make myself stronger."

Gojo Satoru bowed directly, a very standard 75 degree bow.

"So, thank you."

"snort."

Isayama Nomei just snorted coldly. In fact, when he heard this, he could no longer hear what was being said on the other side, because he felt that he was completely separated from the world here.

"One more thing!"

Isayama Nomei also understood what Gojo Satoru wanted to say through lip reading.

"Don't let the tragedy of me and Jay happen!"

When Gojo Satoru raised his head again, the person in front of him had disappeared.

But the last promise still drifted into his ears with the sound of the wind.

"Idiot, isn't that natural?"

"You don't have to say it, I will do it."

Now that Isayama Nomei knows the future, he will not let this tragedy happen again.

When he opened his eyes again, when he raised his head, the night sky and all his abilities were restored.

Isayama Nomei knew that he had returned, returned to his own timeline.

"But why is this place in the wilderness?"

Isayama Nomei looked around, not knowing where he was.

"Um?"

He suddenly felt a fleeing figure in front of him, and the spell looked familiar.

Can I still meet acquaintances here?

So Isayama Nomei immediately took the initiative and walked over.

When he got close to that figure, Isayama Nomei was a little stunned.

Because what he saw in that future timeline was a very reliable and resolute man, but now, what he saw in front of him was just a frightened, miserable guy running around like a headless fly.

Isayama Nomei stepped forward and grabbed the emaciated figure's shoulders, forcing him to calm down.

"Nanami, what happened?"