Abnormal Moon

But as he said this, he flipped his right hand over, turning the back of his hand towards the real person, and gestured with his fingers toward Weber behind him.

The gestures were completely unsystematic, and they hadn't exchanged any secret codes beforehand.

A normal person would be completely confused at this point.

But when Weber received this signal, he seemed to wake up from a dream, forcing himself to calm down, activating his magic circuits, and letting magic flow throughout his body, trying to find out what was wrong with him.

Iskandar is buying him time.

Weber naturally understood this.

He is a magician, not an ordinary person. An ordinary person might be doomed if they were transformed by a real person, but as a magician, he might not be without the ability to resist!

Webber temporarily ignored everything off the court and devoted himself entirely to examining himself.

"I see. It's good that you capture magicians for me to study! This will save a lot of trouble. I'm sure you're more useful than that guy named Oimaru!"

The real person made a gesture of sudden realization, and a joyful smile appeared on their face.

"However, I always feel that you will be a threat to me. Even if you are willing to help me capture a magician, you will definitely accumulate resentment in the process. If you find a way to break my spell one day, wouldn't that be very disadvantageous to me?"

This world looks very strange, and the real person doesn't think he can just use magic to wreak havoc in this world.

He possessed the level of vigilance that his spells might be deciphered by magicians.

The man pondered for a moment, then snapped his fingers as if he had come up with a good idea.

"Why don't you cut off your right arm first?"

Chapter 312 Tono Shiki's Anger

The real person's face was full of pleasure, and the malice on his face was so strong that it was almost overflowing.

Upon hearing these words, Weber was visibly shaken. For a moment, he forgot all about checking his body and glared fiercely at the real man.

This guy, relying on the fact that he holds his life in his hands, acts so recklessly!

The problem is, he couldn't find any trace of the cursed spirit called "True Man" on his body. He checked himself over several times but found nothing unusual!

Roy had been listening quietly to the conversation, but now his expression became strange.

Are you afraid that Iskandar will harbor resentment towards you later? Are you afraid that by making him lose his arm now, you won't make him hate you?

This guy is just trying to mess with them, isn't he?

He probably had no intention of letting Weber go at all.

Once he creates distance between himself and them and escapes from the barrier, he will definitely kill Waver immediately.

Iskandar should be able to see this as well. This cursed spirit called "Makoto" has a very bad personality. He would never keep his promises. For Makoto, even if he signed a self-imposed coercive certificate, he, who has no magical talent, would not care about breaking the contract at all.

But right now he needs to buy Waver time and create an opportunity for him to break free from the real man's spell, so he can't afford to break ties with the real man.

Roy stood still, his mind racing.

To be honest, even Roy was quite helpless against the True Man's technique of non-action transformation.

Once Weber is affected by the True Man's effortless transformation, his soul is already under the True Man's control. The True Man only needs a thought to transform Weber into the form he desires.

The transformation of a true person through non-action is essentially the transformation of the soul, changing the form of the soul into the desired shape. Then, the physical body, under the pull of the soul's shape, moves closer to the shape of the soul, and finally becomes the transformed person.

Tiamat's ability to modify bodies encompasses all aspects of basic life forms.

But Roy couldn't be sure if it would work for Webber.

Because he had never encountered this situation before.

The body changes along with the soul, and Roy has no idea whether this change can be reversed with Tiamat's power.

Roy raised his hand and touched his eyes.

What about his Demon Eye?

Can you control the techniques used on real people?

However, his Mystic Eyes are currently only adapted to the rules of the Type-Moon and Assault City worlds. Theoretically, he can only control the techniques of the Type-Moon and Assault City worlds.

His Mystic Eyes are probably ineffective against the life-giving technique of the real person, a cursed spirit from the world of Jujutsu Kaisen.

This is really difficult.

If we want to save Waver, there is only one way—kill him before he can activate the spell. We must not give him the consciousness or time to react to activate the spell.

Roy narrowed his eyes.

He had a relatively good impression of Waver, much better than he did of Yumizuka Satsuki. Moreover, if he could save Waver, Iskandar would owe him a favor, and a favor from the King of Conquerors was quite valuable.

Roy's thoughts raced through his mind.

At this moment, a new change occurred on the field.

"Cursed Spirit, where is Yumizuka-kun?"

Tono Shiki, panting slightly, finally emerged from the building, his murderous gaze fixed on Masato.

"Why is there another one?"

Just as the real man was expecting the red gorilla to cut off its own arm, Tono Shiki suddenly intervened. He waved his hand at Tono Shiki with a displeased expression, as if shooing away a fly.

"You go to the side first. I'm talking to this gorilla now. It'll be your turn later."

"That won't work."

Tono Shiki smirked and let out a cold laugh.

He removed his black-rimmed glasses, and his dark pupils were instantly covered in red and blue hues. A dazzling light, like that of jewels, emanated from his eyes, exuding a strong aura of death.

"If you don't tell me, you'll have to die."

For a fleeting moment, when those eyes looked at him, he felt as if he were being watched by the Grim Reaper, a chilling sensation of impending death rising from the soles of his feet to the back of his head.

He jolted and instinctively stepped back.

It wasn't until the distance between them widened again that he realized what had happened, and his heart was filled with mixed emotions.

"I actually managed to run more than 20 meters in one go?"

"What happened? Was I just feeling scared?"

The real person measured the distance between the two sides and was utterly astonished by his own subconscious reaction.

"That eye is terrifying, my gut tells me, it could probably directly damage my soul... This world is really exciting!"

A crazy grin spread across the real man's face.

Fear, on the contrary, seemed to stir up the malice within him.

"Wow, is this the true value of the Mystic Eyes of Death Perception?"

Roy looked at Tono Shiki, who seemed like a completely different person now, and felt intense envy.

His Mystic Eyes of Reverse Moon are far inferior to the Mystic Eyes of Death Perception in terms of direct combat power. One strike is enough to kill, and no one can withstand it. Who wouldn't envy him?

Fortunately, in terms of functionality, the Mystic Eyes of Reverse Moon far surpasses the Mystic Eyes of Death Perception, so Roy was somewhat at peace with himself.

"Okay, who is this Yumizaku you're talking about?"

Although he was quite excited, Masato remained perfectly rational. He put on a smile that looked like he was calculating something and asked Tono Shiki a question.

Regardless, this seemingly weak boy is no pushover; we need to find out more about his situation.

"She's a girl about my age who went missing two days ago. She's a student at this school and has already activated her magic circuits."

"Ah, isn't that the first girl Omaru brought here?"

After a moment's thought, the man slammed his palm down, revealing a look of sudden realization.

"Oh dear, the expression on her face was so contorted when I caught her, screaming 'No! Tono-san, help me!' The taste of fear was quite delicious, I'll never forget it! Ah, could you be that Tono-san?"

Tono Shiki's face suddenly turned grim, and a murderous intent, as if it were about to devour someone, was released directly towards Masato.

"Where is she?"

"Here it is, oh!"

The man pointed to his abdomen, then stuck his fingers into his throat and started rummaging around.

Immediately afterwards, he vomited several long, spindle-shaped objects filled with stomach acid.

If you look closely, each of those long, thin objects has a withered human face on it.

"Let me see... this is the one!"

He held several long, finger-length objects in his hand, picked and chose for a while, and then happily picked one up.

He can transform humans into any shape by modifying their souls, which means he can even use cyborgs as weapons.

To make them easier to carry, he compressed these cyborgs as small as possible and stored them in their stomachs, vomiting them out when needed.

"Help me... Tohno-kun..."

The cyborg, held in the hand of the real man, had its face pointed at Tono Shiki, and a trembling cry for help came from its mouth.

Being transformed into that form would likely strip away even the ability to think.