After defeating the strongest conjurer, I lost my horse

After listening to Chiyo Miruko's description, the first thing Gojo Satoru thought of was the strange white-haired boy he met 13 years ago.

White hair and white clothes, painted with flowing clouds and crane shadows on the hem.

And those eyes that look like six eyes.

Gojo Satoru gradually had a terrifying guess in his mind, but he had to believe it.

He knew that the words of the curse spirit could not be trusted, but as the king of curses who had survived for thousands of years, the two-faced Su Nuo accurately said the "eyes of heaven" when he saw his eyes for the first time, and said that they were stolen.

In order to clarify the ins and outs of the matter, Gojo Satoru made a special trip to the head of Chiyo's family, hoping to see the portrait of the god.

But Chiyo Miruko refused after knowing his intention.

"It's not that I don't want to." Chiyo Miruko sighed, "It's just that the portrait of the god was burned in the fire 28 years ago."

"The fire happened too suddenly. Not only the paintings, but all the records about that lord handed down from the ancestors were all burned, and now there are only some records about the words of that lord."

"Then can you give me a copy of the records about the divine words?"

"I'm very sorry." Chiyo Miruko rejected his request, "The divine words are treasures that my Chiyo family has guarded for generations, and there is a rule in my ancestors that they cannot be easily borrowed, especially the members of the Misan family. information."

"I've violated the ancestral precepts by telling you about Lord Shenming, so don't embarrass me, child of the Wutiao family."

"That bothers me."

Since the other party clearly refused, Gojo Satoru didn't force it, so he got up and left after thanking him.

"Click——" the shoji door was suddenly opened, and the girl in the maiden costume passed him by.

"Grandma Miruko, is that the head of the Gojo family?" The girl's eyes fell on the backs of the people outside the door who were drifting away.

"Yes, Nayuki." Chiyo Miruko gently touched her granddaughter's head.

This child is the most talented maiden of the Chiyo family for thousands of years. She was born with a psychic eye that can see through all traces of spells, so she has kept her by her side since birth and raised her as the next head of the family.

"You will also become the head of the Chiyo family like him in the future."

"If that's the case, it would be too strange." Chiyo Nayuki slowly looked away.

"Huh? Why did you say that, Nayuki?"

"Grandma, didn't you say that the Gojo family is the head of the three families in the magic world?" Chiyo Nayuki lightly blinked her glazed eyes.

"If it's the head of the Wutiao family, how could that gentleman have the divine words left by the gods and the traces of his memory being erased by magic."

Kannazuki was awakened by a bone-piercing chill.

When I woke up, the sky outside the window was still pitch black, and the water mist floating in the air rushed into the lung lobes, making it achingly cold.

Kannazuki got up and poured himself a glass of water, and before he could take a sip, a system notification sounded in his ears.

[Reminder: "Suppressing Magic Talisman Drawn with God's Blood" has expired, please pay attention to the side effects of props]

"Boom—" the sound of the water glass hitting the ground.

Kannazuki Kyou felt as if her heart was squeezed by something, and a strange fishy sweetness suddenly surged in her hoarse throat.

[Warning: The emergency event has been triggered, and the side effects of the props are delayed. Please check the emergency event immediately]

What the hell?

Kannazuki Kage, who had never heard of an emergency, was also stunned. The mouthful of blood that just came out of his mouth was neither spit nor spit, so he could only endure the pain and check the emergency that was written in red on the light screen.

[Event Trigger: Night Walk of Hundred Ghosts]

[Event Description: Tens of thousands of curse spirits are wreaking havoc somewhere in Tokyo, players are requested to stop them immediately. 】

Ok?

Kannazuki looked at it for the first time and thought he was wrong.

It is probably a habit developed when he was a social animal. Every time the system opened up a section of the original story for him, he would read it back and forth over and over again. He could remember the lines spoken by a certain character, so he can be sure that there is nothing in the comics. There is no such plot as "Hundred Ghosts at Night".

Speaking of which, in fact, he has always felt a little strange.

It stands to reason that he brought Junpei into the high school in advance to avoid the subsequent plot. Since the super-level curse spirit named Zhenren had no contact with Junpei, Nagi Yoshino should not be cast into the super-level curse, and naturally he would not Died by the curse spirit.

But the system gave him the magic-suppressing talisman as a prop in a very tough manner, as if he knew what would happen if he deviated from the original plot.

Something is wrong.

Kannazuki Kyou felt as if he had been ignoring a problem all along.

But now he has no time to think about these.

Because the failure of the town magic talisman meant that Yoshino Nagi was attacked by the curse spirit, and Junpei just asked him for leave yesterday, saying that he would go back to celebrate his birthday with his mother today.

In other words, if nothing else happened, Junpei should be with his mother now.

A child who has just learned to control the spell power and an ordinary human being who has no power to bind a chicken, even if his magic-suppressing talisman can withstand a burst of attacks from the spell spirit after it expires, the two of them will undoubtedly die after a long time.

At the same time, the senior management of the magic circle on the other side also activated an emergency plan because of this unexpected incident.

This Night Walk of the Hundred Ghosts came without warning, and when a conjurer reported the situation, the place where the curse spirit was rampant had been "tented" by the unknown curse spirit, preventing all conjurers above the second level from entering.

"Have all the ordinary people inside withdrawn?!"

"I don't know, there are too many magic spirits inside. The person who set up the tent prevents all magicians of the first level and above from entering. Before the magician who set up the tent is found, the magicians above the first level cannot enter. .”

"What about the second level! Let the second level conjurer go in!"

"With such a large number of spell spirits, level-[-] magicians will die if they enter the center, so they can only clean up from the periphery!"

Before witnessing all this with his own eyes, Yoshino Junpei's concept of the so-called Hyakki Night Walk has been stuck in the crude special effects of horror movies.

But at this moment, there is no wind and no moon in the dark night, and the stars hover over the city.

Under the dimly lit street lamps, tens of thousands of grotesque curse spirits rushed past, screaming, and the sound of flesh and blood being torn apart.

Yoshino Junpei curled up in the corner with his arms around Nagi Yoshino who had passed out, the door was blocked by him with a wardrobe, and the window was also locked by him. In the narrow space, only his panting in panic was left, and the cursed spirit crawled outside the window footsteps.

"Bang-" A shot rang out.

In the noisy and messy roar of the curse spirit, Yoshino Junpei eagerly wanted to distinguish something from it.

"Bang bang bang—" There were several more gunshots, and the crawling sound of the curse spirit that surrounded the surroundings suddenly disappeared.

Someone smashed a window and broke into the room.

Yoshino Junpei was slightly stunned, the baseball bat in his hand fell to the ground with a thud, and he raised his eyes and bumped into the warm embrace of the man unexpectedly.

It was like a person who was about to freeze to death in the snowstorm suddenly met the fire.

Just before he was about to fall into the abyss, someone grabbed his wrist and pulled him back to the human world. The gentle voice of the visitor amplified infinitely in his world, shaking his eardrums one after another.

"Shunpei, it's okay."

It's Teacher Kazama.

"Teacher Kazama..."

Yoshino Junpei tremblingly grasped the corner of the person in front of him, and after a moment of relaxation, piercing fear surged into his brain, forcing him to be unable to breathe at all.

so afraid.

Yoshino Junpei gasped for breath, his brain and vision were almost in a mess.

He had never been so scared.

He was afraid of death, but he also knew that if he escaped, his mother would definitely die.

He didn't know what to do, he was helpless.

"It's okay." Kannazuki looked at the nearly collapsed emotions in the child's eyes, and without thinking about it, he knew how terrifying this massive Hyakki Night Walk was for a child who had just learned how to use spell power. .

"Teacher knows that you have tried your best." He leaned over and gently put his arms around the child's shoulders, pressing his fingertips hard on the back of the child's neck.

The person in his arms suddenly relaxed his tense body, closed his eyes and fell asleep in his arms.

"So the next thing, just leave it to the teacher."

When Kannazuki Kage rushed into the tent, the number of curse spirits in the tent had reached a level that would make a patient with trypophobia fall ill on the spot.

He didn't want to fight and went straight to Yoshino's house based on his memory. With the help of Ararat Skeleton, the attack of the low-level magic spirit was almost negligible, but even so, it was inevitable that he suffered some injuries.

Because there are too many curse spirits.

Like a sponge ball compressed in a confined space, the curse spirit who set up the tent prevents the outside conjurer from entering and also prevents the curse spirit in the tent from leaving the tent, so that as soon as he enters the tent, what he faces is The curse spirits stacked together overwhelmingly.

Kannazuki Kage's upper body was in a state of distress, a gap was torn open at the shoulder, and a slender scratch wound from the neck to the collarbone, and the dark red blood almost stained half of the body.

He stood on the roof of a certain building and looked down. He could see spell spirits everywhere within a radius of ten miles, and all first-level or super magicians who had the ability to quickly deal with spell spirits in a large area were blocked from the 'tent'.

Kannazuki knocked on the system, and Pink Rabbit jumped out of the screen in response, laying on his shoulder and shaking his ears.

【Dear, what's the matter? 】

"It's nothing." Kannazuki looked expressionlessly at the curse spirits that were about to pile up at his feet.

It is not easy to gather such a large number of spell spirits in a short period of time.

On the way here, he thought about countless possibilities, until a low-level curse spirit cried and grabbed the hem of his clothes, begging him to kill him.

And it wasn't until that moment that he realized that most of these curse spirits were not curse spirits born from negative emotions, but human beings who had been forcibly transformed into curse spirits.

【Dear, are you okay? 】

Pink Rabbit looked at the expressions on his players' faces, and felt that it didn't look like nothing happened.

"I remember you said that the expansion of the field needs to consume lifespan, right?" Kannazuki said suddenly.

【Yes. ] Pink Rabbit didn't realize what this person wanted to do at this time.

[How much life is consumed is related to the scope of the field and the duration. You should use it carefully, after all, this body only has a lifespan of 30 years. 】

"Ah, there are still 30 years left." For no reason, Kannazuki laughed suddenly.

For some reason, Pink Rabbit suddenly remembered a sentence.

The more gentle and kind a person is on weekdays, the scarier it is to lose control of his anger.

"Then it's fine."

"Actually, you can see it at a glance. Looking at such a large-scale Hyakki Yakura, it is actually to divert attention." Kanna Tsukikage contacted the original settings he had seen and could roughly infer this group of special What is the reason for the curse spirit to make such a big battle of the night walk of the ghosts.

"Let all the high-level eyes of the magic world focus on this place, and then they can accomplish their real purpose while no one cares."

"I have to say, this trick is really thoughtful and thoughtful."

"But so many innocent people were killed with impunity just for that."

Kannazuki gently took off the mask.

The eyes hidden under the blood-stained fox's face were crimson to the point of treachery, and the thick bright red wrapped in killing intent completely covered the original pupil color.

"Unforgivable."

Behind him, the shoji door painted with the face of resentment opened abruptly, and the skeleton wrapped in blue will-o'-the-wisp wrapped the unconscious Yoshino Junpei and Yoshino Nagi and retreated into the shoji door.

"The domain expands—Amaterasu Sunshine Realm."

This is the first time Kannazuki has used the field.

Unlike other fields that require a large output of mana to control the scope and existence time of the field, Amaterasu's Sunshine Realm directly uses divine power as its source, and the life span he consumes is more like a link between the two identities of man and god. It allows him to smoothly expand the field with a human body.

Kannazuki watched the sudden change in front of her eyes.

The dazzling snow-white spread rapidly under his feet, and day and night were reversed at this moment.

The sky above the head in sight is as calm as a mirror, the sun is falling like fire, and all the creatures that exist within the coverage of the domain are frozen in motion at this moment.

Then the ground cracked, and the scorching hell fire gushed out from under the mirror, "Yao" and "Ju" instantly identified and locked all the spell spirits in the area.

The Kannazuki mirror is suspended in the field, with downcast eyes overlooking everything under his feet with a compassionate attitude of a god overlooking the world.

"Amaterasu."

"Om—" a weak space shock spread outward.

In the domain, tens of thousands of curse spirits erased all traces of their existence in the blink of an eye, as if they had never appeared here.

Standing on the rooftop, Kannazuki looked at the hazy crescent moon in the dark night sky. The surroundings were as quiet as if he had fallen into the deep sea without day and night. dripping with blood.

[Reminder: "Field: Amaterasu Sunshine Realm" has been lifted, the player's remaining lifespan: 25 years]

[The strange mana fluctuations have attracted the attention of the surrounding conjurers, please leave immediately. 】

"System." Kannazuki reached out and wiped the blood from the corner of his mouth.

【Dear, yes. 】

"I know you have a solution, right?" Kannazuki mirror didn't say much nonsense.

"Five years or ten years, it doesn't matter how long you live."

I have to leave something on that Zhazhong today, otherwise I won't be able to swallow this breath.

Kannazuki slowly opened his eyes.

The originally blue-purple pupils are now as clear as frost and snow.

[Role skill replacement: "Pupil of the sky"]

"found it."

Kannazuki controls the arrows to penetrate the shackles of space. The god who guarded this place thousands of years ago, his eyes can see all cause and effect, and see through all illusions.

"There is an old saying that treats a person in the same way." Kannazuki's left hand swayed in the air, and black mist condensed in his palm.

"Then let you taste the taste of being cursed."

[Reminder: "Curse tool. Killer" has been unsealed, and the form is released-Dark Fang Huang Quanjin]

Kannazuki held up the longbow in his hand.

"This arrow is attached to the resentment of those who died because of you. This resentment cannot be eliminated and cannot be destroyed. You must suffer the curse of this resentment until you die."

The snow-blue flame rose without wind, and an arrow full of resentment took shape in his hands. The tip of the arrow was black as thick as ink.

"Spirit-enchanting technique—Grudges must be repaid."

The long arrow shot out, and the snow-blue flame rose into the air.

There was a stabbing sound, as if a gap was forcibly torn open in time and space.

Kannazuki stretched out his hand at the moment the crack was opened, and his five fingers precisely sank into the back of the opponent's chest.

"Zi la—" the sound of flesh and blood tearing apart.

"I was escaped." Kannazuki clicked his tongue.

The moment the arrow hit, he could clearly sense that the opponent had avoided the fatal point in some way.Even if he retrieved a heart at the last moment when the space crack closed, the curse spirit must still be alive.

Kannazuki slowly withdrew his right hand.

The torn gap closed instantly, and the moist night wind blew his snow-white long hair.

[Reminder: The status has been lifted, and the remaining life of the player is 20 years]

"Just treat him as fate this time." Kannazuki sneered, his blood-stained hand was the heart he had just cut out from the cursed spirit.

"But, there won't be a next time."

……

"So, pray." Kannazuki tightened his fingers.

The still beating heart shattered in his palm, and was immediately burned by the snow-blue flames.

"Pray that you never see me again."

"Because the day we meet again is the day of your death."

When the time comes, I will let you die in the most tragic way.

"It was almost dead." The real person gasped while holding his missing piece of chest, "Fortunately, it was pulled away in time."

"But this little injury is nothing, as long as I don't hurt my vitals, I can easily..."

The expression on the real person's face froze suddenly.

"Why can't it heal..." He looked at his still bleeding chest in shock.

The moment the blue-black magic power gushed out, it was ignited by the resentment escaping from the wound. The huge magic power of the super-level magic spirit seemed to have turned into endless fuel, and the wound would burn and fester if it was used a little.

"It hurts! It hurts! What is this thing! I hurt so much!"

"It's really noisy." Leu Hu held the prison gate in one hand and pushed the real person who was rolling on the ground clutching his chest to Hua Yu.

"But how did you find out?" Leu Hu turned to look at the person surrounded by the black robe, "Even I didn't notice that attack, how could you, a human being, notice it?"

"Because this is the "Eye of Tamaki" that only humans who have been reincarnated from gods can have. "

Hearing this, the man raised his eyes and showed a smile, his eyes were an elegant blue-purple like irises.

"Although you can't see someone's future clearly, it's possible to see what's going to happen a few seconds later."