After defeating the strongest conjurer, I lost my horse

It was already evening when Yoshino Junpei received the call.

It was the rush hour, and the traffic flow was moving slowly and hard.

After getting out of the taxi, Yoshino Junpei rushed into the school on a public bicycle.

He had never had so much strength, he rode tirelessly and fast, the wind blew his hair and hurt the sour tears in his eyes.

Returning home is like an arrow, but the sour tears filled his body more and more intensely. Yoshino Junpei didn't know how he threw that bicycle, and he didn't know how he bumped into someone all the way. He stumbled and ran through the corridor of the high school, The passing Principal Noctua Moth seemed to say something to him, but he turned around and flew up one step after another as if he hadn't heard it.

He finally stopped in front of the treatment room.

The door was half-closed, and the people standing outside the door all looked sad and dared not speak.

Yoshino Junpei stood by the door and looked into the room, Gojo-sensei was motionless with his back to him, and the person in his arms was pale, slender and frail like a wisp of smoke.

Yoshino Junpei pressed the door with his hand, and the impulse in his mind made him want to rush in regardless, but the people behind him held his hand.

It is home into the nitro.

"Shunpei, don't go there." Jiarui Jiazi grabbed the young man in front of him, "Let Wu and the others be quiet."

"Miss Ieniri..." Yoshino Junpei's eyes lit up with a glimmer of hope, "Miss Ieniri, your spells are so powerful, you can think of a way to save the teacher, right! Just like when you saved me— —”

"Junpei, the one who saved you back then was not me, but Kazama-sensei"

Jia Ruozi's words made him freeze in place for an instant.

"What are you talking about..." Yoshino Junpei felt his whole body trembling, "You are lying to me, right..."

"I'm sorry, Junpei, but this is the truth." Iiri Glass reached out and closed the door, "The reversal spell has no effect on Wuwei transformation. You were already dead at that time, and it was Kazama-sensei who used his own eyes as the price. The spirit spell saved your life."

"Because you are afraid that you will not be able to accept it after knowing it, the school decided not to tell you about it after discussion."

……

Silence is like a tangible hand.

The mist-like thick darkness turned into layers of spider webs, entangled the people present without a sound, and the cramped dull pain made them unable to breathe.

Yoshino Junpei felt as if he had fallen into a terrible swamp. He tried desperately to struggle but could only watch himself fall.

He cried.

Covering his eyes with his hands, the sour tears fell like this, gradually changing from silent sobbing to hoarse tears, so that the world was blurred.

"Miss Jiajin, do you know what the most desperate thing in the world is?"

"I used to think that being alone was sad enough. I was afraid of death and pain, but I didn't know until now—" Yoshino Junpei struggled to raise his head, "The most painful thing in the world is not death, but watching Watching what you gained and what you wanted to protect lose before your eyes."

"Miss Jiajin, I have never hated myself so much."

What a miserable and extremely sad sound that was.

Yoshino Junpei opened his eyes, hot tears just flowed down.

"Every day after the teacher left, I hid in the basement alone and watched the videos the teacher bought for me, thinking why I was still alive."

"I always wish that I could die instead of the teacher. If only I didn't believe what the curse spirit said at that time."

The young man's voice was hoarse, and his face was full of embarrassing tears, as if every time he uttered a word, thick and painful blood would flow from his throat.

"it's all my fault."

"Shunpei, because he is your teacher." Iirui Glass gently put his arms around the child's shoulders, "Because he is your teacher, so he can't watch his students have accidents."

It's not just you, when he was Kannazukage, he also tried his best to protect his students like this.

He has always been so gentle, so gentle that sometimes it makes me feel that he is really too cruel.

But because of his gentleness, no one can resent his cruelty.

"Glass." It was Gojo Satoru's voice.

The door of the treatment room was opened, Jiarui Nishiko looked at Gojo Satoru who came out of it, opened his mouth but still didn't speak.

"Jie, you are here to help Nitzi take care of the mirror." Gojo Wu looked at Xia Youjie who was at the side, "I'll go to the Xingxing Palace to find Tianyuan."

"Wu, I'll go with you."

"Jie, don't meddle in this matter." What responded to him was Gojo Satoru's refusal without the slightest room for maneuver.

"This is my karma, and I shouldn't let you share it for me."

Xia Youjie looked at the other party's unprecedented serious expression, but finally did not speak.

Gojo Satoru slowly took off the blindfold.

"Jie, I'll leave the rest to you."

"Don't say such things, Wu." Xia Youjie clenched the hand by his side, "Sorry, I can't help you with anything."

"Jie, you have helped me a lot." Gojo Satoru patted his best friend on the shoulder lightly, "So let's call it a day."

"The next road, I can only walk alone."

By the time we left the high school, the dusk had already been covered by night.

Looking up at the sky, Wujo Wu's eyes suddenly burst into unspeakable sadness, the moonlight is really beautiful tonight.

The stars that were about to splash out, one by one, trembled slightly, as if they were making noise.

Gojo Satoru closed his eyes, and the momentary tingling pain was like seeing a firework in the middle of winter night, those burning light spots just splashed down on his heart, scalding his heart.

【Have you ever liked someone? It's the kind of liking that looks up to you, full of longing but not daring to approach】

[Yes, I once loved someone with all my strength, so much that I was willing to live for him, so much that I was willing to die for him]

"Goodbye, my love."

When Gojo Satoru walked into the Xing Xing Palace, Tian Yuan was already waiting there.

"I know what you want to ask me." Tian Yuan said directly, "The god of misfortune, also known as the sun god of misfortune in the legend, is also known as the sun god of Dalingjin and the god of Oyabigu."

"He is a deity transformed from filth. He often appears in legends together with Zhiri God, who was transformed to ward off evil."

"Zhiri God represents goodness, righteousness, cleanliness, and peace. Huojin Rishen represents evil, filth, and disasters. Huojin God and Zhiri God, the two gods interact with each other, and their powers ebb and flow." Tian Yuan explained, " Zhiri God symbolizes goodness and is the guardian of the world, while Fujin God symbolizes disaster. For Fujin God, Zhiri God is not only a mortal enemy, but also a shackle imposed by heaven, restraining his power all the time In order to maintain the stability of the human world, God Zhiri once sealed him in the Underworld Purgatory for a thousand years, and only when God Zhiri completely dies can he come back to the world."

"That's why he tried to erase that god-sama." Tian Yuan turned around and met Gojo Wu's gaze.

"Six-eyed magician, the god who guards you from generation to generation is not some unknown little god. He was originally the Zhiri God from the sky. It was because the seal and reincarnation weakened his power that he became what he is now. Looks weak."

"So, as long as you kill the god of calamity, that's all." Wujo Wu said in a low voice, the broken hair on his forehead covered his eyes, creating a thick shadow.

"I don't need to know anything else, you just need to tell me where the God of Disaster is now."

"I'm very sorry, I can't answer this question for you." Tian Yuan shook his head regretfully. "Although I am called an all-knowing magician, to put it bluntly, I am just a human being who has gained some divine power after taking the blood of a god. Even though I have now become part of the world consciousness, the gods who are higher than humans , I have no information about them."

"That's it—" Gojo Satoru slowly raised his hand, the surging mantra gathered at his fingertips, and the chilling light in his blue eyes was as sharp as a blade.

"Then destroy the whole of Tokyo."

"Wujo Satoru, what are you talking about!" Tian Yuan took a step back in shock.

Perhaps it was because the other party had the pupils of a god, and now he could no longer see through the young man who was called the strongest in front of him.

"Isn't this the simplest method of elimination?" Gojo Satoru looked at the magic power surging in his palm indifferently, "Look for every possible place one by one, and you can always find the god of disaster, right?"

"You are crazy! Do you know how many innocent ordinary people you will kill by doing this!"

"Really." The man with white hair and blue eyes turned his head to meet his gaze, "But what does it have to do with me?"

"Even if this world is destroyed, it has nothing to do with me."

"If destroying this world can bring the mirror back to me, I will be happy to do so."

"you--"

"If you want to know the news about the God of Misfortune, maybe I can help you." A strange voice suddenly sounded in the empty Xing Xing Palace.

Gojo Satoru turned his head and saw a boy wearing a pure white haori came out from the darkness, with two long rabbit ears hanging softly from his warm pink hair.

It's Ali.

"Master Jing taught me the art of divination in the early years. Although I am a monster, I have been influenced by divine power after following the gods for many years. Maybe I can divination the current hiding place of the god of misfortune. "Ah Lu said and put his hands together.

The snow-blue curse pattern flickered in his palm, countless silk threads appeared and disappeared behind him, and finally all broke at a certain moment.

"I found it." Ali opened his eyes suddenly.

As if his throat was being strangled by something, his face was pale, and hot blood just gushed out of his mouth.

"At the Yasaka Shrine in Tokyo." Ari said tremblingly.

Gojo Satoru, who was standing aside, quickly reached out to support him, but Ari shook his head and barely stood up straight.

"It's great to be able to divination." Ah Lu smiled relievedly while wiping the blood from the corner of his mouth, "I thought I would die directly."

"What... what?"

"You don't have to feel sorry, I already thought of the worst outcome when I promised to do the divination for you. After all, asking the sky and divination is equivalent to spying on the secrets of the sky, which a little monster like me can easily do."

Ah Lu coughed out a mouthful of blood weakly, his voice was hoarse, and tears flowed down the end of his eyes like this: "Master Jing is a very gentle god, he made me his servant not because of how powerful I am, but because of how powerful I am." In order to protect me who was very weak at that time, how could such a gentle person teach me such a technique that would kill me if I was not careful."

"Wujo Wutiao, to be honest, I didn't recognize you from the very beginning." When Ah Li said this, his face was obviously disgusted, "You are just a human being, you have birth, old age, sickness, death and reincarnation. For the gods of the limit, it is too cruel."

"I don't want to watch you grow old and die again and again, and I don't want you to be alone in the reincarnation of the secular world waiting for your reunion. But who made you the one chosen and blessed by the adults."

"So this time, I want to trust you."

"But you have to think clearly, that is the god of calamities. He is stronger than all the opponents you have ever met. Killing a god will be punished by the heavens. If it is serious, it will even directly fall into the endless hell."

"It doesn't matter." Gojo Satoru slowly showed a maniacal smile.

Looking up again, there is paranoia in the dark eyes.

"As long as I can achieve my goal, it doesn't matter what means I have to pay."

"Even if I go to hell and die for him, I won't hesitate."

Gojo Satoru went to Yasaka Shrine on the outskirts of Tokyo at the address Ari gave that night.

Standing outside the gate of the shrine and activating the spell-casting spell, the Gojo family's no-lower-limit spell can control the space, and it is easy to open the enchantment hidden in the shrine.

In an instant, the empty shrine turned into a hell full of corpses and blood. The black-haired and blood-eyed god sat in the shrine made of human bones, with a condescending and contemptuous smile in his downcast eyes.

"Why, are you also here to beg me to spare your life?"

"Judging from your tone, it seems that many people have come to beg you." Gojo Satoru raised his head, his blue eyes under the white hair were piercing, "So I came to kill you today, Lord Misfortune God,"

"Kill me?" As if he heard some big joke, the god of misfortune smiled wantonly with his eyes lowered.

"Human, you are very interesting. Also very arrogant and ignorant."

"Really?" Gojo Satoru tilted his head with a nasty expression on his face, and the huge spell power gathered at his fingertips, "I'm really sorry, I don't feel honored at all."

Sitting on a high place, Fujinshen narrowed his eyes playfully the moment he saw the eyes of the person coming, "It turned out to be the eyes of that idiot. I said how could I sense the strange fluctuation of divine power."

"Then it seems that you are the human being under his protection." Fujin God smiled slowly, "It's really interesting, I didn't expect you to come to me at this time."

"So, what is your purpose, human."

"If you are asking me to let you go, I can agree, after all, you are my masterpiece."

"I don't have any purpose." Gojo Satoru glanced at the endless pile of corpses around him.

"I'm just here to see you on your way, Lord Misfortune God."

"Pfft—" the god sitting on the throne suddenly laughed after hearing his words, "Human, do you know what happened to the last person who threatened to kill me?"

Gojo Satoru didn't respond, and the uninterrupted burst of spells slammed into the piled bone wall, and the sound of bones being smashed echoed throughout the field.

"Don't be angry, although what you smashed now are all the bones of your own kind."

Another blow hit the bone wall in reverse.

Gojo Satoru didn't speak, but released the spell silently, with a cold expression on his face, as if he didn't care about everything the other party said.

"In a sense, you are really similar to me." Seeing this, the god sitting in the human bone shrine sneered, "I am a god from heaven, and I was born to be the creator of rules. Human beings are nothing to me. It's just a plaything that can be killed for fun."

"So—don't confuse me with that idiot, human."

Wojinshen casually raised his hand and stroked it, and a white bone spur pierced his shoulder blade just like that.

"I don't have the patience and tolerance like him to allow you maggots to be unrestrained."

"You should also be very clear, that idiot will always pity the weak in inexplicable places." Fu Jinshen said and changed to a comfortable sitting position, holding a baby's head in the palm of his right hand and casually playing with it, "Speaking all day Doing good and doing good, that cowardly look makes me sick."

"To shut up!"

Canglan's mantra was condensed at his fingertips, and the technique reversed "Cang" and rushed straight towards the black-haired god sitting in the shrine.

Fujin God didn't speak but raised his finger, and the scattered bones piled up at his feet formed a bone wall, easily blocking the attack.

"Tsk, are you angry?" There was a sneer full of irony.

The bone wall faded away, and behind the collapsed bones was a god half leaning in the shrine with a casual posture.

"What right do you have to be angry, human?" Fujinshen pointed to the pair of eyes as bright and clear as the sky on the opponent's face playfully, "Aren't your eyes dug out from his eye sockets?" .”

The God of Misfortune smiled slowly as he spoke: "However, if it wasn't for this, I wouldn't have had the chance to set up this situation to completely obliterate him."

Hearing this, Wujo Wu was startled suddenly.

"Ah, so you don't know yet." Fujin God smiled and waved his hand, "It seems that the human body still limits the power of the sky, if it is Zhiri God, he can see through cause and effect with just one glance. Bar."

"But it doesn't matter. I am in a good mood today, so I can tell you with respect."

Fujin God said and crushed the skull in his hand: "Simply put, everything you know now is a trap I set up to kill Zhiri God."

"And you are just my pawn."

Gojo Satoru froze just like that.

When he was distracted, his leg was pierced by a bone spur, Wujo Wu staggered and knelt on one knee, blood dripping down the wound.

"What do you mean?" Gojo Satoru said in a cold voice.

"Of course it's literally, human beings."

"Otherwise, you think that human beings can use the eyes of gods for their own use."

"If you have to give a reason," Fujinshen grinned with a nonchalant smile, "there is no reason."

"I am the God of Wojin, and he is the God of Zhiri. We were born to be mortal enemies. Heaven created him as a shackle to imprison me, so one of us is destined to die in the hands of the other."

"What's more, those humans are voluntary. After all, no one can resist the temptation of divine power, right?"

Fukujin leaned over and pressed his shoulder.

"So you should be on my side, Sorcerer."

"It's all thanks to my careful planning that you got these eyes. If that idiot didn't make himself so weak in order to seal Shura Ghost Prison, you wouldn't be able to easily take his eyes from God."

"This is a win-win deal." The god next to him smiled and pulled out the bone spur that pierced his shoulder blade, "You get the power you want, and I regain my freedom. Isn't it good that we each get what we need? "

The God of Misfortune's gaze fell on him as if in substance.The sound of the sudden approach was full of playfulness and excitement.

"And if I'm not wrong, you should have other thoughts about that idiot."

Gojo Satoru clenched his fist violently, but before he raised his hand, several bone spurs penetrated his arm.

"Don't try to make small moves in my domain." The black-haired, blood-eyed god said, "As long as you surrender to me, I will save that idiot's life and turn him into a toy for your pleasure. "

"The high gods degenerate into playthings under you, isn't that what you want? Gojo Satoru."

"Bang—" the sound of the spell "He" hitting the bones.

The blood-red light suddenly exploded in the space.Looking at the burn marks on his palms, the God of Misfortune was surprised for a moment.

"I didn't expect humans to have such power." A white-haired human suddenly appeared behind him, "This is my ability. As long as the distance and space between the starting point and the end point are compressed, the effect of approximate teleportation can be achieved. .”

"Ah, that is indeed an ability that surprises me a bit." Fujinshen said and raised his hand.

"But that's all there is to it."

Gojo Satoru felt a cold force falling on him, followed by a sharp pain.

He could clearly feel his blood boiling, the deformed bones pierced his skin, and the hot blood evaporated into the air before it could drip.

"Human, who gave you the confidence to make you feel that you can challenge the gods." The God of Misfortune casually admired the embarrassing person in front of him.

"That's not necessarily true, Lord Misfortune." Gojo Satoru laughed hoarsely.

Looking up, the cold light in those blue eyes was so sharp that it was shocking.

"I have been observing you since I entered this space. Your ability is to control human bones and blood. It can be said that as long as it is a living creature, you can easily kill it."

"But don't forget, I am the one who is protected by that god." Gojo Satoru sneered and broke the bone spur growing in his palm, "You couldn't beat him a thousand years ago, and it will be the same after a thousand years."

The mischievous smile just froze on his face.

An ominous premonition rushed into his mind at this moment, followed by overwhelming spell power.

"The field unfolds—infinite space."

The power of the God of Wojin lost its effect.

"My technique can interfere with matter at the atomic level, dominate space, and bring the infinite series that converges in the magical "paradox" of Achilles with no lower limit to reality, that is, create an area that should not exist out of thin air. void."

The human standing in front of him was covered in wounds and blood all over his face. It is reasonable to say that such a serious injury is close to the limit of the human body, and using the spell forcibly will only accelerate the collapse of the body.

But the man in front of him raised his bloody hand again as if he didn't feel any pain at all, and stretched out his skeletal fingers, looking embarrassed and crazy, as if crawling out of hell to take his life the ghost.

"Lord Misfortune God, take a good look at it." The human being said, the red and blue spells overlapped in front of him.

In the next second, the terrifying energy that was about to split time and space split open his chest.

"The ones who kill you now are the humans you despise and despise."

【Virtual form "茈"】