A mob of clones

Chapter 381 cannot solve the problem, but the same goes for solving the person who raised the problem.
"Ming Ming~, has everything been resolved?"

"Of course, Gojo~ This is the information you want."

"The noise made this time was really scary. Fortunately, I was nearby, otherwise what would have happened? It's really not certain."

"And this time I directly encountered a special-level curse spirit, which even cost me two well-trained crows."

"In terms of remuneration..."

Seeing the hot lady wearing a black formal suit, long light blue hair, and a light blue short-haired shota beside her, rubbing her fingers together, Gojo Satoru couldn't help but sigh, and stretched out his hand to pull it out. Put a check in the other person's hand.

After receiving the check, the imperial sister named "Ming Ming" glanced slightly at the five million amount on it, and her eyes like black jade turned into a pair of crescent moons when she smiled.

Resisting the urge to laugh, Ming Ming waved to Shota beside her. The last crow fell from the sky and landed on her shoulder, and then she strode away directly. .

"Then Gojo-kun, I will leave first, and I will leave all the matters here to you."

"Yuyou, let's go..."

The medium-long blue hair has obvious stitching marks on its face, which can be flattened and shaped like plasticine. There is also a bloody vertical eye split on the forehead...

"It seems to be very troublesome..."

Now that the influence here has not completely disappeared, Gojo Satoru naturally cannot let it disappear at will...

"Is it that weed?"

One item is a high-altitude bird's-eye view...

In the battle between the curse master and the curse master, it usually plays the role of preventing ordinary people from being harmed, dividing the battlefield, restricting movement, and confusing vision.

In fact, a curse spirit that can control plants disperses its curse power hundreds of meters around. Once someone steps into it, they will be entangled in the cursed vegetation growing on the ground and suck away the essence. coma.

First of all, this is a one-on-three duel.

"Ah, it's true. I agreed that I have three months of vacation and have to work overtime~"

"Raise your eyes?"

After all, the so-called barrier is equivalent to a huge curtain that isolates the things inside from the outside world. This description is quite appropriate.

Later, a curse spirit was discovered, who was suspected to be the culprit of the incident.

"Or the piece of plasticine?"

"There is also a man with braids...who is this again? The Curse Master?"

how to say? Looking at the slightly abstract work in the file in his hand, Gojo Satoru couldn't help but twitch the corner of his mouth slightly.

"No one can match it."

"I hope you can give me something interesting this time, otherwise..."

And looking at the backs of the troubled siblings walking further and further away, the most powerful magician in modern times, Gojo Satoru, couldn't help but reach out and scratch the messy silver hair on top of his head. His whole body turned into a Q version out of anger. .

Although this painting was a bit abstract, he could still roughly tell that it should be a special curse spirit he had encountered before, a curse spirit born from human beings' fear of the forest - Hua Yu.

But he raised his eyes to take a look at the huge Miaoxiang in front of him, and shook his head again.

Several special curse spirits that he knew were still alive in this world flashed through Gojo Satoru's mind.

After some complaints, Gojo Satoru also looked at Mingming's description of Zhengfang.

Kamikaze No. 1 quickly moved away, hiding the cursed spirit within a certain range. Then Kamikaze No. 2 followed up and entered the coverage area to observe the internal scene.

Not in a hurry to care about the large and somewhat outrageous Miao Xiang in the distance, Gojo Satoru took the lead in opening the file bag in his hand, took out the file and carefully looked at everything that had happened here.

Unable to think of any results, Gojo Satoru gave up thinking, then flipped through the information and read down.

One of them is obviously the culprit who left these three incense candles, and the other four...

The first sign of the start of the war was a loud noise from the temple. The collapse of the building inside the temple raised a large cloud of smoke and dust, which caused many surrounding residents to wake up from their sleep and call the fire department.

It is another outstanding representative work of abstract art, but fortunately, Ming Ming probably knows how bad his painting is, so he also marked the appearance characteristics of each individual with arrows.

The tents in the ruins here were set up by the previous imperial sister to prevent ordinary people from paying attention to what was going on here.

Gojo Satoru had heard the previous description, and it seemed to be a guy named Zhenzhen, who had a fight with his student Ji Zedong and his colleague Nanami.

At 6:43 in the morning, huge trees rose from the temple, covering a large area around it.

But he had never heard that the so-called real person had a third eye on his head, and it was red and the description said it had special spell power...

"Or is that barnacle head?"

Kamikaze 1 flew several times around the area covered by the spell, trying to get closer but was attacked by the spell spirit.

"The volcano head seems to be called a clepsydra."

The battle here probably took place at half-past six in the morning today, just after dawn.

"There is another one that looks like a small octopus. I haven't seen this one before, but I don't know what its strength is..."

These trees are activated by spells and cannot be seen by ordinary people, but people who are attracted find that people who come near them will quickly fall to the ground and fall unconscious.

The tent is an abbreviation for enchantment in the world of magic.

Turning his fist vigorously, Gojo Satoru also accepted the "account" of changing the implementation target because of Mingming's departure.

This information is followed by a picture.

However, Gojo Satoru seems to still remember that when he was studying at a magic arts college, he heard about a guy who also had bloody vertical eyes in the history books of magic.

And because the other party also possesses a spell similar to the "Spell Manipulation Technique", he is often mentioned by his former close friend Xia Youjie. Even if Gojo Satoru is not interested in these historical things, he does remember some of them.

But there are only a few, and he has never seen the specific situation with his own eyes. Mingming's paintings are also ridiculously abstract, and the descriptions may not be exactly what he imagined. Therefore, further investigation is needed to determine the specifics...

Gojo Satoru: "emmmm..."

Touching the file in his hand, Gojo Satoru was stuck in the Q version again...

"Well~, forget it..."

"It doesn't matter what the mess is, as long as you kill them all when you encounter them, it will be over."

Putting the information in his hand to the side, Gojo Satoru thrust his hands into his pockets and then walked up to the huge Miaoxiang.

He looked up at the incredible spectacle in front of him, took out his right hand from his pocket, and then pointed it at the three wonderful fragrance plants in front of him like a pistol.

"Although it feels like it's ruined like this, it's a pity."

"But forget it~"

"The expenses in the magic world are already serious enough. How can we find the manpower to open a separate account here for a long time to take care of this thing..."

"Surgical reversal - Cang..."

……

The view comes to the other side...

"This so-called account is actually similar to the barriers in the anime you watch. You also have spells on your body, and you should also have your own birth spells."

"Even without my presence, it is certain that you will face the cursed spirit. You still have to learn the relevant things on your own."

Yotsuya Miko was listening to the continuous popular science about curses and world-related content in her ears, but she found that the curses Itsuka suddenly stopped. She couldn't help but frowned slightly and said :

"what happened?"

"No~, it's nothing~, it's just that some of the previous arrangements were destroyed."

Hearing this, Yotsuya Miko couldn't help but raise his eyes slightly.

"Then will this affect your preparation?" "It has nothing to do with that, it is another arrangement. It is more of a test, and I have already got the answer I want..."

As he said this, Wuhe couldn't help but think about it in his mind...

"That guy Gojo Satoru seems to be a little stronger than I thought."

"In this case, Su Nuo's strength should be much higher than I originally guessed."

"The setting of Death Return seems to cover the entire neon, and it can also affect the entire world."

"It's impossible to fight this kind of indiscriminate AOE that turns into tomato juice all over the world. It seems that we have to make some preparations in advance."

While thinking, Curse Wuhe seemed to feel something, and he quickly stopped recalling and said:

"Okay, okay, we're here."

Hearing this, Yotsuya Miko also quickly stopped running and stopped in front of a factory that had obviously been abandoned for a long time.

However, looking at the closed iron door in front of her, the heavy iron lock on the iron door, and the three or four meter high wall, Yotsuya Miko was indeed slightly troubled.

"By the way, how do we get in..."

But before she could finish her words, Yotsuya Miko found that her body began to move without his control.

In her sight, "I" stretched out an index finger and pointed it slightly at the heavy lock in front of her. The iron lock, which was thicker than her finger, was instantly broken into two pieces.

"Just go in like this..."

Then she saw herself lifting her feet and aiming at the huge iron door in front of her...

then……

……

"Boom~"

The door was blasted open. A figure with white bandages all over his body raised his eyes, looked at a figure who walked in from the suddenly opened door, and exhaled a long breath:
"You came……"

"Yes, I'm here..."

Spells Return to the World, Neon, a lake outside Tokyo...

Under the dazzling sunlight, a man with a black ponytail and a monk's robe walked out slowly, leaving little dust raised by the heavy gray door hitting the rock wall.

This person is none other than the pseudo-Xia You, Kangsuo who was hit in the face by Wuhe, a real person, with a real hammer in the temple.

However, seeing this man who walked in from the sun and was lying on the bed covered in bandages, he was slightly stunned.

"Is it sunny outside today? Why are you wearing sunglasses?"

Hearing this, the figure who had walked casually from outside the door suddenly stopped in his steps and froze slightly, which was visible to the naked eye. However, the next moment he returned to normal and reached out to lift the glasses on his face. There was nothing in the pair. The appearance of what happened said:

"It should be beyond the scope of our cooperation to explain my situation to you."

In response to this, the man who was sitting on the bed and covered with bandages snorted, but he did not dwell too much on this matter. After all, as the other party said, it was none of his business.

"We should have stipulated in our previous contract that we would not attack the students of the Kyoto Prefectural Magic High School! You broke your promise."

"You can't blame me. It was Hua Yu who took action, not me and Zhenren. We never took action against those students. How did we violate the contract?"

The man with bandages all over his body is named Mechamaru, but he is a student of Kyoto Prefectural School of Magic, one of the two major magic schools in Neon Tokyo.

If strictly speaking, it should be in the square. That is to say, they are on the side of human spellcasters, and the string in front of them belongs to the opposite side, the side of curse spirits.

The reason why the two spoke of cooperation was naturally because they had reached a series of unknown cooperations in private.

In the world of spell return, whether it is a spell caster, a curse master or a spell spirit, all the power used is called spell power, and the spell power has a special way of using it, which can make the user's power short-term or Long bursts of energy far beyond what the user should be capable of.

This method is called bondage.

That is to say, adding a restraint to one's future behavioral goals or other things can advance part of the future power.

This is a bit similar to a loan. The more stringent the conditions are and the longer they last, the more power you can get from the loan.

In the world of Spell Return, there is a type of people who are born bound and gain another extremely powerful power at the expense of a certain lack of power.

The bonds that this type of people are born with are called the bonds of heaven and curse.

In historical cases, some people gave up all their magical power in exchange for absolutely powerful physical strength.

Correspondingly, a person abandons the body that can move freely and obtains powerful spell power.

Mechanical pills fall into the latter category.

He was born with disabilities all over his body, and most of his limbs were completely unable to move freely. Even if his skin was exposed to the sun for a while, it would be like being put on a frying pan, and you could feel an obvious burning sensation.

At the cost of this, he gained an almost abnormal range of mantra manipulation and a powerful mantra reserve.

With this, he can control various robots to move freely within dozens or even hundreds of kilometers of his own body. This is also the origin of his name Mechawan.

But that's not what Mechamaru wanted. He wanted a normal body, so he made a contract with Kensuo in front of him.

He had to report the flow of personnel from the two schools of magic to Kensuo during the competition between the two schools some time ago, and the other party needed to bring the real person of the magic spirit who could reshape other people's bodies and souls to repair his body.

His task had been completed a few days ago, and now it was time for the other party to fulfill the contract.

This is also the reason why his body left the Curse College and came to this wilderness...

Mechamaru didn't bother to play word games with the guy in front of him. He raised his eyes and glanced around. He frowned deeply when he realized that this guy seemed to have come alone.

"What about that bug that looks like plasticine? Isn't his spell the only one that can make a contract? Why don't you see his figure?"

In response, Kensuo raised his hand helplessly, with an apologetic smile on his face, and said:

"Sorry, the real person was killed by a powerful conjurer some time ago."

"No one else knows the spell of Wuwei Reincarnation..."

Hearing this, Mechamaru's eyebrows furrowed even deeper, and a bad premonition suddenly surged into his heart...

"Then what are you doing here?"

But then he saw an inexplicable smile on the face of Kang Suo in front of him, and a strong sense of threat suddenly surged into his heart.

Almost subconsciously, he let the robots around him spray out like flowers, while he rolled into a ball like a rat woman and rolled to the side.

The next moment, a huge pimple seemed to grow on the ceiling of the room. The moment the pimple opened and closed, it spit out hot magma downwards.

In the blink of an eye, the two robots below that had not had time to get out of the way were melted into molten iron, and even the bed where the robots were originally was burned to coke...

After dodging the attack that was enough to kill him instantly, Mechamaru propped up his body with both hands and let the robots around him help him up. Then he looked at Kensuo with an angry face and roared angrily:
"Are you going to violate the contract?! Aren't you afraid of the backlash from the contract?"

In response to this, Kang Suo waved his hand with an innocent face.

"Don't look at me, I didn't break the contract."

"The one who did it was the clepsydra. What does it have to do with me, Kensuo?"

Of course, Mechamaru didn't expect the guy in front of him to just stop. After roaring, he quickly asked the robot to take him away.

But how can it be so easy to run away?

The next moment, a man with a mask on the upper half of his face directly blocked the entire upper half of his face, and a cursed spirit with a head like a crater was blocked in front of him...

"If you can't solve the problem, you can't solve the problem either by solving the problem..."

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(End of this chapter)