The person is cursing and is a conjurer

Chapter 115 Funeral.

After Xia Youjie declared war and left in a very "splendid" way, the Conjuration College immediately gathered a large number of conjurers to discuss how to deal with it.

The withered yellow leaves were blown by the winter wind on the open space in front of the pagoda and temple. It should have been a solemn and peaceful scene, but at this time, it already had a frosty and withered feeling.

In the hall on the first floor of the five-story pagoda, Ichiki Kitaka, as an "intelligence agent", was analyzing the pre-war situation to the high commissioners below.

"Xia Youjie, he is a super-level curse master who uses curse magic. He can absorb natural curses that have no master-slave relationship and manipulate them.

At the same time, he collected curses from believers through the religious group he established. Adding the curses he already possessed, he may not necessarily be bluffing when he said the total number was more than 2000. "

Noctua sat cross-legged on the tatami, not afraid of the huge number of curses at all. Instead, he shouted: "Even so, from a proportional point of view, those are almost all miscellaneous soldiers below level 2, curse masters." Even if the number is overestimated, it’s probably only about 50 people.”

This level of combat power is far from enough for a spell specialist. It is simply ridiculous to dare to start a war based on these alone!
"This is actually terrifying." Gojo Satoru, who was leaning against the wall as Principal Noctua Masami, said coldly, "I don't think he will take the initiative to provoke a losing war."

"Damn it, that guy." Yemoth Zhengdao thought seriously for a while, and then issued instructions for pre-war preparations as the principal of the Conjuring High School: "Immediately recall all the graduates of the high school who have been working abroad, and pay tribute to Yu Sanjia and the Spell Alliance sent a message for help."

He started mobilizing before the war in a deep and passionate voice: "Go all out, this time we must completely eradicate the curse of Xia You!"

"You, I already knew that this day would come, I just didn't expect it to come so quickly."

Gojo Satoru murmured: "Surprise the high school without appearing on the frontal battlefield. Doesn't this fit with his flamboyant temperament?"

"By the way," Shiguqian suddenly stopped again, and he said to Gojo Satoru: "Jie's target is probably Yuta, you still need to make plans early."

"That is to kill Otoko Yuta and get the special-level Grudge Spirit Prayer Ben Rika. When the winning rate is extremely high, the spell high rotation will not play the Otoko Yuta card, because it cannot be done in this way. This will destroy both our enemy and ourselves."

"Oh, you are so cunning, you two." Gojo Satoru paused, he raised his hand and said softly: "I don't know if I will be able to do it at that time. Maybe, only... God knows."

"The real purpose of Baigui Yakou is to force Yi Gu into an isolated and helpless state."

The asphalt road had already been cleared of crowds and vehicles. The people of the Conjuration Experts, who had been waiting for a long time, put away the shock in their hearts. Fortunately, they also came out with all their combat power this time, otherwise the battle would have been extremely difficult and dangerous!

"I'm not in a good mood anymore to do the next thing."

"Okay, okay." Shigure Qian stood up and patted Gojo Satoru on the shoulder: "If it's so hard to think about, don't think about it. Anyway, decisions happen in an instant, and it's meaningless to think about it no matter how long in advance. "

Shiguqian raised his head and asked Gojo Satoru: "What do you think?"

"Maybe, we haven't seen each other for many years, who knows? It's just a backup plan. If the High School wins, we still have the power to make decisions. If we lose, hehe, the world will be over."

It seemed that because he had been a student of Noctua, he perfectly reproduced what Noctua had said at the high-level conference in the House of Magic.

The war between the two sides is about to break out!
In Shinjuku, Tokyo, Gojo Satoru stood in the center of the street and looked up at the top of the tall building, muttering to himself: "There is a guy who looks quite troublesome."

"Asian, how long has it been since you had this kind of free time?" Gojo Satoru raised his eyebrows and looked at Shigure Asa sitting on the stone, seeming a little helpless.

"Well, although he might be discovered," Xia Youjie looked at the man with a black rope tied around his waist, "but as long as he can hold that guy back, the others are not afraid."

"It's terrible. Teacher Noctua is angry~"

It’s definitely more than the 2000 guessed number before the war started!

He just kept complaining to Shigure Qian next to him, just like the cold wind blowing this winter, feeling sad and depressed.

"The principal with a head full of muscles must be roaring like this now. This time, we must completely eradicate the curse of summer oil!"

"I said, Satoru, will you kill Xia You?" Shiyu lowered his eyes and looked at the withered and yellow leaves in his hands.

"Is Qimoto Rika?"

After the war was declared, curse master Xia Youjie also held a meeting with his "family" to discuss how to concretely conquer the Magic High School, a major town in the curse world.

Shiguqian shook his head: "You and the principal can decide this kind of thing."

"But if the Spell Alliance comes out, our winning rate will probably be less than 20%. However, there is a way to increase such a low winning rate to 99%."

"What do you mean? I stay in the high school and wait for Jie?"

"Really boring."

Gojo Satoru looked at the boundless blue sky and let out a long sigh: "I don't know what's going on in that guy's head. He's obviously hiding it well, but he just wants to do this."

"I've been telling you for so long. It's all nonsense. It's true."

With nothing to do, he threw away the dead leaves in his hands playfully and picked up another one from the ground.

The Night Parade of One Hundred Ghosts has officially begun!
In Kyoto, Japan, and Shinjuku, Tokyo, patches of black shadow cover the sky, and ugly behemoths appear one after another on the ground. They are all curses, and their number is jaw-dropping.

December 2017, 12, sunset.

Shiguqian stopped and sat casually on a stone pier next to the open space, picked up the leaves on the ground, and listened quietly to what Gojo Satoru said.

The meeting ended and people left sparsely. Gojo Satoru and Shigure Asa were also in the dispersing queue. The two walked side by side in the open space covered with withered yellow leaves in front of the five-story pagoda.

Gojo Satoru didn't answer directly, but he asked Shiguame: "What about you?"

"No, if you don't appear on the frontal battlefield, Jay will definitely change his mind and kill all the magicians who appear in Shinjuku. Send a few stronger first-level magicians to at least buy some time until you come back. "

Gojo Satoru's voice was very low: "Is there any other way?"

Gojo Satoru touched his chin and thought: "A stronger magician? Mingming? Nanami?"

"Me?" Shigure smiled slightly, "I won't participate in this war. I was defeated by Jack at the beginning. Who said you are stronger than me? "The strongest"?"

After a bit of seriousness, Xia Youjie finally discussed and analyzed the specific matters of "Hundred Ghosts Night Parade" in front of everyone: "If we and the High Commissioner are serious about killing each other, our winning rate will be about 30%."

The two of them continued walking forward.

On the other side, the sorcerer's home.

"That pushy guy actually didn't show up on the frontal battlefield as Qian said. It seems like we need to get rid of the trouble and rush back soon."

On the rooftop of the high-rise building, Miguel, a foreigner with a black rope tied around his waist, stared at the people gathered in the high school, "I see, is that guy with the bandage Satoru Gojo?"

"Yes," he was answered by the blond woman who appeared next to Xia Youjie that day: "Just leave the rest to us. I have already sent the information to Mr. Xia You about the action."

"I understand. As long as we hang on to him, it'll be fine, right?"

"That's right." Carrying a large group of grotesque curses, the giant catfish wreaked havoc on the streets of Shinjuku. Nanami Kento, Ming Ming, Kusakabe Atsushi and other high-ranking experts began the mission of eradication.

The battle is getting hotter!

At the foot of Yanshan Mountain, there is a college for spells.

After passing the tall vermilion torii gates, Xia Youjie came from the outside world to the inside of the college without any obstruction. He looked around and said jokingly: "Really, are you so busy? I didn't see anyone along the way!"

"Did you guess that I was prepared for my thoughts in advance?"

"Forget it, anyway, I am sure now that Yuta Otoko must be in the high school. Since Satoru is not here, Qian can't take action, so even if there is an ambush in advance, it doesn't hurt!"

Xia Youjie showed a ferocious smile, put his fingers together to his mouth, and softly recited the incantation: "Born from darkness, darker than black, all filth and filth will be eliminated!"

"Let's try it, magicians, and see who will win the final victory in this battle!"

The ink-colored liquid flowed and expanded in the air, instantly covering the inside of the Magic College.

In the teaching building of the high school, Otoko Youta pushed aside the shoji and looked at the sky that suddenly turned black, and shouted: "Here we come, just like the teacher said, the Curse Master has come to surprise the Curse High School."

Gojuanji, who was also at the window, echoed: "Mentaiko!"

Panda and Zenyuan Maki, who were sitting in their seats, were much calmer.

Panda stared at Chanyuan Maki.

Zenyuan Maki kept wiping the sword in her hand with an expressionless face. The scabbard placed on the desk was very beautiful, with a blue crystal light shining through it, and a vivid white cloud pattern on it.

As if feeling that his gaze was a little too intense, Zenyuan Maki curled her lips and asked: "Panda, why are you looking at it so seriously?"

"Maki. What are you doing?"

"Huh? Are you blind? You are cleaning the knife!"

"Why are you cleaning the knife?" The panda scratched his head and asked in confusion: "We may not be going to fight. Also, why have I never seen you use this knife?"

"Have you noticed?" Zenyuan Maki raised the sword with a smile, and a sharp cold light passed through the air. "It's not my sword. Sensei lent it to me. It seems to be a special magic tool - Tiancong Yunjian."

“I feel like I really want to fight with it.

"Huh? Tian Cong Yun Sword, isn't that a legendary thing? Does it really exist?" Panda quickly ran to Zenyuan Maki and observed the sword.

"It looks so sharp."

"But it's a pity that you won't have the chance to use it. After all, Noctua will hold Xia Youjie until Teacher Gojo arrives."

"Noctua? Is it the principal?"

The panda replied: "Yeah, that's right."

Yutai Yigu turned around and asked, "Who is more powerful, Principal Noctua or Curse Master Xia Youjie?"

Panda was silent for a while and analyzed: "It should be Xia Youjie. After all, Noctua is only a first-level magician, and Xia Youjie was a special-level magician! However, if it is just a delay, I think there should be no problem."

After lowering his tent, Xia Youjie continued to walk forward, using a scent-searching curse to find the specific location of Yigu Youtai.

Following the guidance of the curse, he quickly arrived at the open space of the teaching building. When he was about to walk towards the teaching building, Xia Youjie stopped and put away the curse in his hand. Someone blocked his way.

The person who suddenly appeared made a fist, as if he was going to hit someone. The person who came was none other than the principal of the Magic College - Noctua Zhengdao.

"Oh? Is that you, Teacher Noctua? Long time no see." Xia Youjie raised his right hand and greeted with a smile.

Noctua Zhengdao replied coldly: "We just met a few days ago, it's not like we haven't seen each other for a long time, Xia You."

"It's so cold."

"In that case," Xia Youjie retracted his kind expression and said coldly, "I won't be polite anymore."

"Sensei, is there anyone else? Let's call them out together to avoid wasting time."

"I am enough, Xia You."

"Haha." Xia Youjie couldn't help but burst into laughter: "Sensei, are you kidding me? It's just you. Do you think a hot-blooded muscle fool and an old guy who is about to retire will be my opponent?"

Noctua Zhengdao looked at Xia Youjie now, with a hint of strange emotion in his eyes, "It is the responsibility of a teacher to save every student who has gone astray."

"Wrong path? Responsibility?" Xia Youjie couldn't help clenching his fists: "Sensei, this is my great cause! Killing all non-magicians and creating a paradise for magicians will definitely be the most correct answer!"

"Ugly monkeys, stupid monkeys, and monkeys that don't even have magic skills don't deserve the right to live in this world! Why do we magicians die one by one just to protect them!"

"Unless they die, the curse will not disappear, and the conjurers will not stop sacrificing!" He roared, roaring, like a monster that was incompatible with the world.

"Xiayou!"

A sudden fist hit Xia Youjie's head, and he had no time to dodge.

It was obvious that Noctua Zhengdao's fist had no magic power wrapped around it, but Xia Youjie felt that the fist hitting his head was so heavy!
Very heavy!

'Why can't you hide yourself? I obviously noticed his fist. '

Xia Youjie doesn't know.

Maybe it's just this action, which is very similar to the iron fist of the teaching called "love" that the naughty and erroneous self received that summer with Gojo and Shigure.

The fist hit the body of Xia Youjie, a young man who wore a college uniform in his youth and believed that if he made mistakes, he would be punished by the teacher.

"Jie, please wake up, okay? Don't make the same mistake again and again, okay?"

Noctua Zhengdao looked at him like this. This once his most proud student has now been tortured and twisted crazily!

"Go and plead guilty and start over. It's not too late."

Xia Youjie stood silently. He shook off Noctua Zhengdao's hand, like a bull that couldn't pull it no matter how hard he tried. He laughed ferociously: "Sensei, I am no longer the Xia Youjie I used to be. .”

(End of this chapter)