Spell Return: The Wheel of Time

Chapter 365 Past
"What do you mean by that?"

Seeing Gojo Satoru's eyes gradually becoming colder and more serious, Nosuke quickly made a gesture of surrender, but he still had that relaxed smile on his face.

"Relax - is it wrong to tell the truth? Gojo Satoru, stop deceiving yourself. Aren't you really curious about the truth behind all this?"

"I do not care."

As if he had expected this answer, Nozomi spoke again when Gojo Satoru turned to leave: "Even if Neon and the entire world will fall into the abyss of curse?"

Gojo Satoru stopped walking and turned around with his six eyes filled with murderous intent. Although he already knew that the noose in front of him was just a body possessed by the other party, from the perspective of six eyes, his real body was not there and killing him would be of no use, but Gojo Satoru still wanted to crush him to death at this moment to prevent that mouth from uttering any annoying words again.

He -

A scarlet red light suddenly appeared and surged. Just when it was about to burst out after a brief period of energy storage and destroy everything in its path, it suddenly disappeared in the next moment because of a word.

"He is a magician from the Heian period, just like me..."

Seeing that Gojo Satoru had taken the bait, the smile on Nozomi's face deepened. This way, he wouldn't have to repeat the operation with other bodies.

"The one you know - Shen Genichi, appeared in the Heian period a thousand years ago. It is difficult to preserve history, let alone the history of the world of sorcery.

However, as someone who has personally experienced all of that, I can tell you everything, as to whether it is true or not..."

Luosuo took out a cursed spirit from his body and casually said, "I like durian." Then the cursed spirit in his hand began to stir its body, making a sharp hissing sound and trying to attack him.

"This cursed spirit can smell lies and attack those who lie. Of course, you can choose not to believe it and only trust your own judgment."

Gojo Satoru looked at the cursed spirit that was thrown at him, and he still stretched out his hand in silence. It was not so easy to distinguish lies in the world of curses, but it was not impossible. When his six eyes scanned the cursed spirit, he could confirm that nothing had been done to it.

And then he continued: "This is a very long story..."

……

Heian period.

Being able to change his own body and perfectly replace an identity, Nosoe's technique gave him the confidence to "play with the world". This time, he replaced a sorcerer under the Fujiwara family and prepared to sneak into the strongest place among the current sorcery forces. His goal was the secret sorcery collected by the Fujiwara family.

Noso's status was neither high nor low. He had some power but would not often appear in front of the high-ranking officials of the Fujiwara family, which greatly reduced the possibility of his exposure.

After sneaking in for a month, Nozomi, who had all the memories of this identity, was perfectly integrated into the Fujiwara family. But unfortunately, he only obtained some not-so-precious spells. The truly secret ones probably require one to reach the level of the Five Void Generals to see the Fujiwara family's treasures.

It was a very ordinary day. Noso had just completed a mission to defeat a rebel under the identity he had disguised himself as. Noso was on vacation and was worried about how to get the curse treasured by the Fujiwara family.

Changing to a high-ranking and powerful identity is easy to say but difficult to do. There is no way to even think about fighting against the Fujiwara family masters at the level of the Five Void Generals. In a head-on fight, the current Nosuke is no match for those guys.

Moreover, this is the Fujiwara family. It is extremely difficult to kill them silently. After thinking about it, it seems that the only target is the descendants of the Fujiwara family, preferably those with direct bloodline but average talent in spellcasting.

In this way, he would have the authority to watch the secret spells, and he would not be unable to perform them because of his strong strength. It seemed that Nozomi was very excited that he had found the direction. However, before that, he needed to complete a prerequisite: he had to find a way to contact such a Fujiwara clan member.

woo-

Just when Nozomi had thought of and confirmed the next plan, a dull but resounding alarm sounded throughout the Fujiwara family's residence suddenly awakened him.

"This is the alarm that the Fujiwara family has been invaded!"

The startled Nose instantly recognized the reason for the alarm, and then a thought came to his mind: I haven't taken action yet, who could have done this? If I alerted the enemy, it might take a long time for me to take action.

Then he came to the noose outside the house, and together with many magicians from the Fujiwara clan's main residence in Heian-kyo, he saw the 'culprit' who had set off the alarm, a figure floating above the Fujiwara clan.

That person must be a sorcerer. Facing the sun in the sky, all Nosuke could see was a dark shadow whose face was too dark to be clearly seen. The undisguised, heart-pounding cursed power emanating from him was the reason why the Fujiwara family had sounded the alarm.

The visitor is not good.

This was the common thought of all the sorcerers present, but at the same time, many people also looked down on him. Judging from his aura, the opponent was indeed very strong, but this was the Fujiwara family! The Fujiwara family was feared by countless curses and hostile sorcerers.

At all times, there are at least three of the Five Hollows stationed at the Fujiwara family, as well as countless family sorcerers and retainers guarding the Fujiwara family. To describe the Fujiwara family as impregnable is an understatement. If anyone could break through here, surely the entire world of sorcery would be brought to its knees.

With such thoughts in mind, more people were just watching the fun, or were unable to hide their excitement, ready to capture this ignorant lunatic in order to gain a foothold in the Fujiwara family. Immediately, someone jumped onto the roof of a building, shouting like a bell while surging with cursed power.

"Who is so presumptuous here? Come down and be killed!"

The radiance of cursed energy shot up into the sky and headed straight for the figure in the sky. Following the first start, many other magicians with similar goals immediately followed and cast their own curses at the figure in the sky one after another.

Feeling vaguely uneasy, Nozomi did not join in. He was at a distance from there and could just take in the entire area. But the next moment, his eyes blurred and he saw a figure in the sky suddenly appear at a height almost level with the roof of the Fujiwara family's building.

Only then did Luosuo see the man's face clearly. The guy had white hair, which was simply pinned behind his head with a hairpin. This style did not look like the local style, but rather gave off a feeling of the neighboring country in the East.

This person's clothes looked very simple, but all of that was easily overlooked against the backdrop of his appearance. It was a face that seemed like that of a god, with not only perfect facial features and ice-blue eyes that sparkled like gemstones.

And that look and demeanor that seemed so distant and cold that it seemed like that of an immortal god in the sky, as if... as if the hundreds of sorcerers who were at least ghost-level, with countless disaster-level and quite a few calamity-level sorcerers gathered here at the moment, were like chickens and dogs in his eyes and were not worthy of any further attention.

Something is wrong. Something is absolutely wrong!
Just the ability of the other party to almost teleport and levitate in the air alone was not something that an average magician could possess at the same time, but Xusuo had an indescribable strange intuition that these might be just the tip of the iceberg of that person's abilities.

A person who broke into the Fujiwara family alone, broke the barrier here, and remained calm in the face of so many magicians. Excluding a madman with a broken brain, there is only one explanation for this - that person is confident that he has the power to fight against all of this!

After retreating without leaving a trace, Luosuo saw that after the man descended a lot in altitude, more magicians could not hold back and rushed forward to share the credit.

This person might be very strong, it's not that other people can't see it, but objectively speaking, the Fujiwara family is still stronger. Is there any sorcerer in the world today who can fight against this power on his own?

As the saying goes, fortune and honor are sought in times of danger. Now they are not asked to fight the unknown enemy alone. If they join the team and contribute, they may be able to show up at a critical moment. This way they can be appreciated and make further progress!

With so many people around, they just went forward to make more noise, cast a few spells from a distance, and then decided to do nothing based on the situation. However, they didn't know that it was this thought that completely ruined all their lives.

"field……"

The figure moved, and the hand seals he made and the words that seemed to float in the wind instantly changed the expressions of several disaster-level magicians who were surrounding and waiting for the situation to develop and investigating the specific situation.

"quick……"

But they were still a step too slow, and an unknown area unfolded. The next moment, inexplicable darkness descended, and the sky suddenly darkened. Some people who were a little closer felt as if they were in the darkness. The stars in the sky all disappeared, and only a few surviving lights provided the last bit of light.

"What's this?"

Lose, who did not go up to get involved, was probably one of the few people on the field who saw the whole scene. At this moment, he was completely stunned by this indescribable scene. At this moment, he seemed to have seen a god!
It was a black sun that descended from the sky to the human world! It was not black in itself, but everything in that area was destroyed and turned into nothingness, so it appeared as a darkness with nothing.

It even made it difficult for Luosuo to confirm for a moment whether it was a black circle or a three-dimensional shape. No matter from which angle he looked at it, he would only see the same scene.

That is, in that extreme darkness, there is only a shadow standing in the center. At first glance, it seems as if there is an insanely large black sun hanging behind it.

There was no burning, explosion, or any other effects. Outside the boundaries of the black sun, not even a blade of grass was affected. Then... what about within its range? The magicians who rushed over were like insignificant insects thrown into the abyss of darkness, disappearing without a trace the moment it descended.

At this moment, the sense of the passage of time was also confused by the impact brought by this horrifying scene. After a few breaths, or perhaps even longer, the black sun disappeared without any warning, just like when it descended.

Only an extremely silent void was left. Yes, a void. Those magicians, as well as the houses and rocks on the ground, no matter what they were, as long as they were within the coverage of the black sun, not even a trace of them, not even a trace of their breath could be found.

"Goo-"

I don’t know who couldn’t hold back the physiological reaction brought about by the fear in his heart. Xusuo stared blankly at the god-like figure standing in the void, his eyes still bright and indifferent.

"Those who kneel before me will live."

Then, as if triggered by this declaration, shouts of killing rang out, and the truly elite magicians roared and rushed towards the figure. As retainers of the Fujiwara family, their only responsibility was to dedicate everything they had to the Fujiwara family at a time like this.

The Five Void Generals, the Sun, Moon and Stars joined the team, and there were also disaster-level magicians. At this moment, they all swarmed forward, using their own magic spells from far or near. The devastating spell attacks were now only used to deal with an individual.

They rushed forward like birds flying towards the sun in the sky. Their only outcome was to die in the air while falling from the sky. All they could touch was the light of the sun.

This is... the limit of mortals.

(End of this chapter)