Chapter 323: Millennium Prison

After making so many calls to try to contact the two most powerful people in the Kamo family, there must be a big problem.

As soon as the elder of the Kamo family, Kamo Kenichiro, answered the phone, he received a barrage of questions from the president of the Curse Master Association.

"How did your Kamo family keep the Sukuna finger?"

"Can you tell me why the curse king from a thousand years ago was resurrected!!!"

The president's roaring voice and the taboos and fear in it can all be expressed directly from the phone.

When Isayama Kenmei heard the news, his mouth opened wide.

"Ah?"

He put all the 14 fingers collected by the Curse Master Association at the bottom of the Kamo family, and even a trace of breath would not be leaked.

Don't underestimate his ability to conceal the truth. In addition, the guards carefully selected by Isayama Kenmei covered the place at different times. How could the iron barrel-like defense be broken?

Isayama Kenmei has a high degree of trust in [Blood Thirst Black Rage], and did not receive any message from his subordinates to report that there was an intruder.

There was no sign of invasion. But the president of the Jujutsu Association thought they were the culprits who released Ryoumen Sukuna from the seal.

It was not a joke that he would make in the middle of the night, and it was not groundless that Kenmei Isayama received those busy calls from students of Tokyo Jujutsu High School.

Kenmei Isayama asked the elder to go to the Jujutsu Association to ask for the thirteen Ryoumen Sukuna fingers that he had kept.

But the curse king, who should have gathered 20 fingers to be fully resurrected, now appeared in this world.

The trouble they encountered was definitely not just five or six Ryoumen Sukuna fingers. The thief might be in the form of a complete twenty-finger mode.

Skip those media and revive directly.

Kenmei Isayama pondered

It would be better to say that Ryoumen Sukuna was resurrected directly with a single medium.

Kenmei Isayama pondered all the possibilities, and in the end, he could only consider the impossible that was eliminated, and the impossible could only become a real thing.

That is the "Holy Grail War".

How come you are so down-to-earth?

Kenmei Isayama is really impressed.

Although Japan is a small country that can't produce many celebrities, if you pick one, it's not impossible to leave a strong mark in history.

But these guys followed the strongest one a thousand years ago and still invited the great god Ryomen Sukuna to the world in the form of magic.

It should be the group of unknown bastards who wiped out the Matou family. They summoned the complete curse king with a few fingers.

They are really geniuses.

Fingers are equivalent to holy relics.

Ryomen Sukuna is the curse king a thousand years ago. He is dead, but he is not dead.

But in fact, there is no difference between being sealed and being dead. He was dismembered.

Kenmei Isayama never thought that this Holy Grail War could be played like this?

Everyone is playing the resurrection match there, right?

Play the resurrection match to the best, right?

Is it just him or everyone else? This is a question worth pondering.

Ryomen Sukuna, who has been in jail for a thousand years, ran out. This is outrageous no matter how you look at it.

How could someone use his finger as a holy relic to summon him, who has a more violent temper than Gilgamesh?

This is the first time he has made trouble for me.

According to Kenmei Isayama's personality, it is absolutely impossible for anyone to dare to call him the master of Ryomen Sukuna and order him to do anything.

Don't even think about it.

When the time comes, he will just slash directly.

At the foot of a mountain 30km away from Tokyo Jujutsu High School, a mobile hospital has been built, which is only set up when facing the most difficult special-grade cursed spirits.

There are quite a few high-level sorcerers with broken hands and feet who are seriously injured and keep wailing, and they are constantly sent down from the battle in front.

"Damn it."

The powerless Angeji, who collapsed on the ground and gnashed her teeth, was in a very miserable state at the moment. Her iconic white red and white shrine maiden costume was now covered with scars.

The severe pain made her hold the gauze that was completely soaked in blood, her hands were trembling, and she pressed her face tightly.

But what really made Angeji unable to suppress was the humiliation in her heart.

She was spared by the enemy.

Because she was weak.

At least her life was saved. Instead of being attacked indiscriminately and dying in dense slashes, this would be the most regrettable.

Angeji at least survived.

"Senior Song, I have treated the wounds for the wounded."

Rushing over, Naoko, who was wearing a red and white costume that was also stained with blood, took off her mask and revealed a tired face.

Naoko came to Angeji's side and looked at her worriedly.

"Now I will help you treat the wound."

Angeji nodded, and the girl grimaced in pain.

She could only nod. The intense pain made her unable to speak. It was already quite difficult to stay awake.

But when Naoko took off the large patch of medical gauze used to stop bleeding on Ange's face, she couldn't help but tremble in her heart.

Naoko had no idea that the senior sister was so seriously injured.

It was simply shocking.

At this moment, there was an extremely hideous open wound on Angeji's pretty face, which ran through her entire face. Her nose seemed to be cut in two, as if it had been cut by a knife and deeply pierced into the flesh.

No wonder Angeji was in so much pain that she was sweating all over her body. She couldn't even stand up and collapsed on the ground, unable to move.

Angeji endured until now because it was her duty as a senior sister. She must wait until those who were in critical condition were out of it before it was her turn.

When the reversal technique of Nitsuko covered Angeji's face, she felt super itchy on her face, which was a sign that the hideous wound was healing.

The effect of Nitsuko's reversal technique was amazing, and granulation tissue grew out of the horrible scar.

Nitsuko frowned, because she could sense that her reversal technique could not help this good senior sister completely remove the traces of this injury.

That is to say, scars will be left, and they are not the kind that can be simply covered up and invisible with makeup. They are very deep and dark scars.

For girls, this is no less than a bolt from the blue.

Girls love beauty after all.

Who would want to have such a big scar on their face at such a young age?

"How is it. Hiss. Are they all seriously injured?"

Angeji wanted to speak to turn around the pain and unbearable itchiness on her face.

She actually felt very uncomfortable in her heart.

Angeji knew that she was underestimated, so the other party didn't even have the interest to kill her and let her go directly.

The strength displayed by this cursed king from a thousand years ago is quite terrifying.

He is not as weak as recorded in the book.

On the contrary, even if he just came out of the seal, he is still very powerful.

"This is the last batch."

Gojo Satoru walked in hurriedly outside the door. He didn't wear those ridiculous sunglasses at night, but his six eyes were fully open, which shows how serious he is now.

Gojo Satoru wiped the sweat from his head. He was not playing but acting as an ambulance.

Gojo Satoru, who now masters the art of teleportation, is undoubtedly the best candidate to shuttle between the front line and the hospital on the battlefield.

The sorcerers who first supported Tokyo Jujutsu High School did not know that the enemy they were facing was the Curse King from a thousand years ago.

When the terrifying slash came overwhelmingly, those who were unlucky were directly cut into countless pieces of meat, and those who could reach Gojo Satoru for transfer were lucky.

Who knew that the first target of Ryomen Sukuna's resurrection would be Tokyo Jujutsu High School, as if something was attracting him there.

Tokyo Jujutsu High School is really unfortunate and has been rebuilt twice.

Now, because of the school building that Ryomen Sukuna had repaired with great difficulty not long ago, it is now cut into pieces.

Of course, the most miserable thing is the mountains surrounding Tokyo Jujutsu High School. Those mountains have all been flattened at this moment.

All of them were affected by the art of the Curse King and cut into very small pieces, and everything is unsolvable.

Gojo Satoru did not fight with the Curse King but acted as a firefighter, constantly rescuing students or sorcerers who were injured in the battle.

"Noseko."

"Thank you for your hard work."

Noseko glanced at Gojo Satoru, who brought over several seriously injured people.

Other medical staff sent these injured people to the bed.

Noseko nodded and thanked him.

Gojo Satoru shook his head,

and it was rare that he did not smile. The main reason was that the damage suffered by Tokyo Metropolitan Jujutsu High School was too great.

The opponent came here directly without any abruptness. Some of the injuries were so serious that even Noseko's reversal technique could not treat them. He temporarily suppressed the injuries and sent them to the city by helicopter for better treatment.

"Uta, are you okay?"

Gojo Satoru was also quite worried when he looked at the injuries on Uta Iori's face. She was the one he rescued from the battlefield.

So he knew very clearly how serious the injuries on this guy were.

Especially the scar on his face. If it was deeper, I'm afraid the whole head would be cut open.

"I'm fine. I'm lucky to have survived that damn monster."

Angeji smiled indifferently.

However, she was holding the phone and was really angry now.

"If Xianming wasn't from our Jujutsu High School, I would still be angry. Jie, where did that bastard go?"

"Jie"

Gojo Satoru shook his head

Since taking that mission, Geto has disappeared.

The whole person seemed to have hidden himself directly, and everything in the area where he originally performed the mission was blocked.

Not to mention the traces of Geto's spell, even the village where he originally performed the mission disappeared. It was as if there was an invisible big hand directly helping Geto, covering all the traces he had previously caused.

Angeji, who hadn't seen him for a long time, looked very unhappy when she took the phone. She really needed their help, but she didn't know where they had gone.

The matter of the "Holy Grail War" was confidential.

Perhaps it has little appeal to the three major families who have already studied the nature of the broken cup.

But for those magicians from small families facing a wishing machine that can grant any wish, just thinking about it makes people tremble with excitement.

What once in sixty years?

I wish I could do it once a day.

Therefore, in order to keep order under control.

The universal wish-granting machine is just a gimmick. It can't be that simple and can achieve miracles.

But it's clear that those guys are not easy to get rid of, so they don't tell them if they can.

Therefore, the hush money and protection money were generated in this way. In exchange for a large amount of resources, the Holy Church hoped that the Spell Masters Association would not disclose this matter to the public.

So in order to protect the interests of those who take advantage of Western generosity.

In the entire Conjurer Association, basically only the senior conjurers who participated in the matchmaking and the three major families in the conjuring world are qualified to know about this matter.

Ange was not within the scope of the insider in terms of strength or family background, so she did not know that Isayama Norimei was going to be the referee of the "Holy Grail War".

As for Xia Youjie, he really should complain.

"Jie, he must have some difficulties."

When Gojo Satoru mentioned Xia Youjie, his expression became even more sad, with a hint of bitterness.

Although he considered himself a heartless person, the disappearance of his friend still made it impossible to see the bright smile of the past on his face.

"Glass, I'll leave these wounded to you."

Gojo Satoru was able to suppress his temper and avoid going to the so-called strongest battle just because of these seriously injured spell masters.

Now that all evacuations are in place, Gojo Satoru has no worries when he takes action.

He stared solemnly at the location of the Tokyo Conjuring High School not far away, and now a troublesome bastard was there.

"I'll be back as soon as I go."

"Peace of mind."

Gojo Satoru looked at his two classmates, now back to their original confident self.

"King of mere curses, I will win."

There's nothing we can do about it. The only special combat power available now is Gojo Satoru alone.

Xian Ming based on what Teacher Ye Mo said. He should be on a special mission

At the site of the Tokyo Conjuring College, which is the Hoshigong Palace, this area has been sealed into a restricted area after Master Tianyuan disappeared from here.

And now there is a four-armed ghost god

Liangmian Sunuo looked solemn as he stood in front of a huge inscription.

Liangmian Sunuo stood on the top of this huge inscription and looked at the top as if cutting it with sharp claws, half-forcibly cutting out the words on the stele.

"They're coming."

Liangmian Sunuo looked at these five words and meditated quietly. He originally just wanted to get his body back, but he never expected to see the message left by Tianyuan.