Spell Return: The Wheel of Time

Chapter 292 Awakening
"Make the most correct choice quickly."

The man with destructive weapons wrapped around his body spoke lightly as he looked at those beings with perhaps unimaginable power.

But now the other party is afraid to use weapons because of their own stupidity. Who says that mortal weapons can't threaten them? Isn't it, breaking the heart is also a wound!
"A friendly reminder to you, the scenes here will be broadcast live by my companions and left on the ground. If you make the wrong choice, then soon everything here will be known to the world.

Everyone knows that you have sacrificed more than a hundred people for the life of one person! You guys who are wearing hypocritical faces will be exposed in the end!"

The man's expression fluctuated a little, but he quickly suppressed it. Then he turned wholeheartedly to stand on Gojo Satoru's side and began to analyze the pros and cons for them.

“This is no longer an era where you high-ranking officials can just cover up the situation as you wish, so don’t be complacent.

If you're worried that we won't keep our word, tie her and me together and we'll jump out of a plane and blow ourselves up in mid-air."

In the field of vision of the six eyes, Gojo Satoru did see some people appearing in the back of the cabin, who were probably his companions.

This has also made Gojo Satoru's side even more cautious. In the Internet information age, the control over some things is indeed not as good as before, especially with the help of people with ulterior motives. A hot news like a plane being attacked and crashed will surely spread to the whole world.

Whether considering the real world or the world of spells, this is an extremely dangerous matter. Gojo Satoru doesn't care about the different opinions that these two choices will lead to, but what about others? Can they not care about the dilemma of being criticized by thousands of people while carrying one or hundreds of lives?

And, for Tennuriko, who is the person involved and may suffer greater moral torture, it is not simply a matter of weighing her own life and the lives of the people on the plane. She is going to perform an assimilation ceremony with Lord Tengen.

On one side are the hundreds of lives that are actually visible on the plane, and on the other side are more innocent people who may die in the future. For her, she cannot make a choice on either side.

"Damn it!"

When the man was "earnestly" persuading Gojo Satoru that he wanted Tenriko to die with them, Gojo Satoru was also quickly thinking about possible countermeasures in his mind.

The first thing to do when expanding the field is to eliminate this killing move that ignores the distinction between friend and foe. Even if he can protect one or two people, it is foreseeable that these criminals, including the passengers and crew members on the plane, will be forcibly indoctrinated by [Infinite Void] and become vegetative with brain necrosis.

Actually, there is still hope for salvation. As long as they wait for the Divine Source to take action, the reversal of time can pull them back from that state.

But the problem is that this plane is flying at an altitude of 10,000 meters. Once the field is unfolded and all the people on board fall into a 'vegetative' state, who will control the plane?
This is not a small flying vehicle like a helicopter, but a huge civil airliner, and its control is not that easy.

Unfortunately, the length of a civil airliner is less than a hundred meters. No matter where he deploys his domain, it will inevitably cover the entire aircraft. It is impossible for him to fly outside and block a distance because the other party will definitely not sit idly by and watch him do so.

Field expansion doesn't work. [No Bottom Line] is absolutely an excellent technique for protecting oneself, but in this situation, Gojo Satoru can only envy Shen Genichi's technique. If it is [Wheel of Time], these guys can all be dealt with in an instant, and even if the bomb is detonated, it is not irreversible.

Recalling the cursed spirits controlled by Geto Suguru, there is also a special-grade imaginary vengeful spirit called 'Slit-mouthed Woman'. The semi-domain it unfolds can unexpectedly control the opponent, but it is a pity that it is not a group control. If it is true as the opponent said that there are more bombs on the plane than just him, then this method has to be ruled out.

Cang, He, Kyonshiki... Gojo Satoru used all his strength, but failed to find a way to perfectly solve the current dilemma. Then his mind gradually calmed down, and he chose an "optimal solution".

Gojo Satoru has never been a saint or a person who thinks he can do everything. He has a clear understanding of his own strength. Although his education since childhood and his world outlook have always taught him that he should protect the "weak", this does not mean that Gojo Satoru cannot accept sacrifice.

No matter if the sacrifice is someone else or himself... one can say that he is ruthless, arrogant, and cold-blooded, but if the situation really comes to this point, Gojo Satoru is able to make that decision.

But before that, he had a question from the bottom of his heart that he wanted to ask these ordinary people who were willing to die with Tenriko: "You are all ordinary people, from that 'Panxing Cult', right? Regardless of your ideologies, I only have one question...

Why, why can you inflict such malice on your own kind without any reason, just because of her identity?"

Gojo Satoru can understand those curse masters and even cursed spirits who treat human life as worthless. They all destroy lives for a certain purpose. Even if there is a madman who enjoys killing, isn't he actually doing it for that kind of twisted pleasure?

But what about these people? Just because they think that Tianyuan cannot accept such a ridiculous concept of "impurities"? Even the Tianyuan they believe in, didn't he actively accept the assimilation of the astral plasma?

And this "belief" itself is also illusory, but these people can use it to unscrupulously release their endless malice towards an innocent person. Madman, fanatic... No matter what you call him, Gojo Satoru only has one thought at this time.

"Can these guys still be considered human beings? Apart from the aspect of spells, they are no different from curse casters, right?"

The man with the bomb tied to his body was getting a little impatient. If it wasn't for this only star plasma this time, their wish would be fulfilled if it was destroyed. Otherwise, he would never have been in a stalemate with those dangerous guys for so long like now.

For them, the longer they dragged on, the more they would be dancing on the edge of a cliff. Just as his mind was gradually approaching that critical line and Gojo Satoru was about to make a decision, Ieiri Shoko's voice sounded softly behind him.

"Satoru, there is a technique on the sword...it belongs to Genichi-sensei."

The voice was very soft. If it weren't for the close distance and the excellent physical fitness of the sorcerer, including the five senses, Gojo Satoru might not have been able to hear it clearly. However, he reacted very quickly. He knew the cursed sword that Nozomi was carrying. It was a weapon given to her to make up for the fact that she had no spells and could only fight with the new Yin-ryu swordsmanship. Cursed sword, spells... After linking these two words together, and thinking about the current situation, Gojo Satoru suddenly had an idea.

Could it be that... the knife is attached with the Wheel of Time?
He couldn't figure out, and didn't have time to think about how Shen Genichi had engraved his own ritual on the cursed tool. Gojo Satoru's idea was very simple: if he had that ritual, the current deadlock could be solved!

At this moment, his thoughts became active again. The technique should be the most common time acceleration. Considering that this technique is performed through a medium, its duration is probably limited, so he cannot put all his hopes on it.

The synchronized actions of Geto Suguru and the others are still needed. The three bombs and the slit-mouthed woman can deal with the guy in front of them. Time acceleration only needs to deal with the other two bombs to break this deadlock.

As for the guns in those people's hands, even if they went crazy and planned to shoot other passengers, they only had a few short chances left. Considering that the guns were not used by professional training personnel, the hit rate was not as high as in the game.

Then, as long as the people who might be hit are not hit in the head, Glass's reversal technique can save them. The best case scenario is that these people are successfully eliminated and no one dies.

If it were a worse situation, the casualties would actually be within an acceptable range. It is better than the current situation where the entire plane may die in an explosion at any time.

Actually, these thoughts only flashed through Gojo Satoru's mind in a flash. In reality, after hearing what Nozomi said, he just paused for a barely noticeable moment, and then gave Geto Suguru a hint with his peripheral vision.

The sorcerer's physical fitness is enough for him to hear what Nozomi said, so there is no need for any words. I believe that Jie can understand what he means. This is not a gamble, but a confidence in the tacit understanding they have developed from fighting side by side until now.

Or you can call it - bond.

"Okay, I'll hand her over to you right now, but you must promise..."

While Gojo Satoru was saying words to paralyze the other party, he reached back as if to pull Tennariko, who had been frightened to the point of being speechless, over to them. However, everything was exposed when the man saw the direction in which Gojo Satoru's hand was reaching out.

"you……"

In shock and anger, the man wanted to loosen his fingers without hesitation. With just a slight lift, the explosives on his body would be enough to blow up the cabin of the plane, but... it was too late.

"I...giggle...am I beautiful...beautiful?"

A terrifying figure descended into the cabin of the plane. It was a strange creature with disheveled hair and the only visible facial features being a ferocious mouth that was split to the ears. In its hand, it held a pair of scissors stained with rust and dark brown blood.

As it opened its mouth to ask, its big mouth opened wide, revealing two rows of knife-like teeth and several strange pupils in its long hair.

And the most important thing is that a strange force was exerted on the man out of nowhere, causing him to be as stiff as a puppet. Not to mention controlling his fingers, even moving his eyeballs was difficult for him at this moment.

Gojo Satoru pulled the cursed sword from Nozomi's hand. Its name was Doujikiri Yasutsuna. In the world of curse, it was said that it once killed the top-grade imaginary cursed spirit, Shuten-doji, in the Heian period, hence the name.

Gojo Satoru didn't know how Shen Genichi did it. He only knew that the moment he pulled out the ancient cursed sword, a ritual was activated and time slowed down before his eyes.

There was no time for hesitation. Gojo Satoru alone controlled the time that had been slowed down to the extreme. He turned around with the cursed sword in hand and ran to the back of the cabin.

The power of the six eyes was exerted to the extreme, but at this moment it was not used to check the existence of the spell, but to use its 360-degree field of view to find those lunatics.

"He, she, and they..."

The number of people was not too many, but not too few either. It seemed that because the plan had just started, these people did not hide too deeply in order to pay attention to the success or failure of the man at the front of the cabin.

So Gojo Satoru quickly found the bomb in the middle. With a flick of his knife, the deadly explosive inside the luggage bag was revealed. Gojo Satoru ran past and picked it up without any smoke or fire, then continued to rush to the back of the cabin.

Time is of the essence both in the real world and for Gojo Satoru, every ounce of time counts. Gojo Satoru calmly calculated the distance until the cursed sword in his hand would reach its limit, while carrying two ordinary luggage bags.

"Hey!"

A small-powerful bullet flew out of his hand, and a hole half a person's height was instantly broken in the cabin wall. The broken debris was still floating in the air, and the two bags in his hands were thrown out of the cabin one after another.

The spell is lifted.

(End of this chapter)