A mob of clones

Chapter 386 Clepsydra: I’m going to kill you and all the Five Rivers

One day later...

On the train heading to Tokyo...

"Hi~, it hurts so much..."

"There are obviously no wounds on my body, why does it hurt so much?"

Sitting on the seat of the high-speed train, Yotsuya Miko clutched her stomach with a face full of pain, and her white face turned the color of pig liver in pain.

That is to say, the various trainings in the spell Five Rivers in the past two days allowed Yotsuya Miko to develop the skills of some people's pain. The same years of enduring the discomfort of various evil spirits lingering around her also allowed her to hide her uncomfortable emotions.

Otherwise, I am afraid that many people will be watching on this dense EMU...

"Wuhe, it's all your fault that you knew you were going to another place today and you actually beat that guy so hard yesterday. It's so painful for me now."

"Hey, hey, don't accuse me falsely. Isn't it your menstrual period? I have already healed your injuries with the inversion technique."

He picked up his cell phone from his pocket and looked at his contacts. The caller was Atsushi Kusakabe.

He raised his hand and threw the bloodshot eyeball in his hand into the coffin. He closed the coffin board again with his kick and filled it with soil with magic power. The long-lost anger burned in his heart.

Of course, while complaining, Wuhe also began to search for his own medical knowledge in this area, as well as spells, to see if there was any way to help Mianzi end his current state as soon as possible.

……

"But many of that guy's plans are conspiracy. Even if he knows about it, it's not easy to hide. I guess even if he knows about Kensuo's plan, he can only take advantage of the final prison gate seal..."

Gojo Satoru: "..."

In an instant, Gojo Satoru suppressed the anger in his heart, returned to his cynical posture, and answered the phone.

At the same time, Gojo Satoru, who is worried about the curse Five Rivers...

Opening the tomb in front of him and looking at the empty coffin inside, Gojo Satoru, who had been treating everything happening around him with a nonchalant and cynical attitude, the breath coming out of his eyes was simply terrifying.

"Gojo Satoru! Something big happened here in Shibuya!"

"So after our discussion, we hope you can come to resolve this incident and try to ensure that there are not too many casualties."

"There are too many people inside. Even if other magicians enter, they may not be able to guarantee that the people inside will leave alive."

On the other side, this side of Shibuya...

In this regard, Juju Wuhe had no choice but to tighten his senses and temporarily disconnect from Yotsugamiko.

"Forget it, let's see how the guy solves it himself. It's just a bonus anyway..."

When Yotsuya Miko felt uncomfortable at the beginning, he also thought that the damage caused by the previous fight with Gojo Satoru was a bit too much, and the inversion technique was not fully cured. He also tried to cure it, but it turned out that this was not the case. .

"With his speed, I'm afraid he should have arrived in Tokyo long ago."

After all, if nothing else, this thing really affects combat effectiveness...

"I want to see what tricks you can do."

Of course, although I really want to complain like this, Curse Five Rivers does not...

And the content of their shouts was only three words, which was his name, Gojo Satoru.

As if to confirm his statement, the sound coming from the mobile phone changed chaotically for a while, and then was replaced by the chorus of a large group of people shouting.

Now temporarily residing in Yotsuya Miko's body, he and the other party can share perception to a certain extent.

"I think if Kensuo still followed the original plan, he would have been beaten badly this time..."

Putting his cell phone in the account allowed Gojo Satoru to roughly determine the situation in the account. He simply took his cell phone back and put it to his ear and said:

"If you get scolded a few times, just get scolded a few times~, you won't die..."

He lowered his head and glanced at the grave that he had just bulldozed in front of him, and then listened carefully to the sound of hundreds of people shouting in unison from the mobile phone. How could he still not understand what happened?
However, Gojo Satoru was not surprised but overjoyed, with a playful smile on his handsome face...

"It was done by a group of guys who had premeditated it. Even the survivors inside have been shouting your name."

To be honest, when Jushu Wuhe discovered the real reason for this incident, his expression was also very exciting.

And almost at the same time, Gojo Satoru's cell phone rang.

Who would have thought that a man like him, now over 400 years old or nearly 500 years old, could still feel like an aunt? This is really a long time to live.

At this time, the spell Wuhe in Yotsuya Miko's body was actually not comfortable.

But just when he put the phone to his ear and joked, "Didn't I tell you that my phone broke two days ago, so you don't need to call me?", the slight sound came from the phone. The anxious voice interrupted his joking thoughts.

"If Kensuo has other tricks, even if Gojou Satoru knows about them, they may not be of much use..."

After weighing the two of being scolded and feeling that damn aunt, Wuhe chose the former...

But this also means that he currently has no way to communicate with Miko. If he wants to communicate, he has to connect with the other party again.

"If you, the old man, try to be an aunt or something, you will really die in society..."

"Menstruation has nothing to do with physical injuries, so don't mess with it..."

"A tent with a radius of 400 meters! There are thousands of non-magicians locked inside."

……

"I just don't know what will happen to Gojo Satoru? That guy rushed back to Tokyo after learning the news."

After saying that, Kusakabe put the phone directly to his ear and stopped talking, just waiting for Gojo Satoru's decision and reply.

But what was a little strange was that after he finished speaking, there was no more sound coming from the earphones, only the faint whistling of the wind.

"Ok?"

After waiting for a while, Kusakabe couldn't help but frown slightly.

"What's going on? Why don't you say anything? Gojo, where are you?"

But as soon as he finished his question, a voice came suddenly, but the location where the voice came was not from his mobile phone, but from the top of his head.

"Boom~"

With the sound of a boulder falling to the ground, Gojo Satoru successfully landed from the sky. The moment he landed, he did not forget to say hello to Kusakabe who was looking at him. Then he reached out and hung up his phone, walked to the other person's side, and took a photo. He patted him on the shoulder and said:

"Okay, I roughly know the situation here."

"I will take care of the things inside."

"It's all up to me."

As he said that, he ignored the others and turned directly towards the tent.

Seeing this scene, Kusakabe wanted to reach out and tell Gojo Satoru something more, but seeing his figure quickly disappearing into the tent, he could only close his open mouth...

"That Gojo guy seems angry."

"It looks like those guys inside are going to be in bad luck."

……

I have to say that Kusakabe is indeed quite keen.

Gojo Satoru was indeed angry.

How could Gojo Satoru not feel angry when his best friend's body and will were desecrated?
Gojo Satoru was very angry, and the consequences were serious.

At the very least, some of the cursed spirits sent to delay time may be in trouble...

Walking into this huge battle, Gojo Satoru glanced around. There were densely packed people around, and in addition to the outermost tent, there was another tent inside. Just like a thermos cup, it has two layers divided inside and outside. It is best to lock in the heat of hot water. Densely packed ordinary people are locked in this inner layer.

Although there are some ordinary people in the outer tent, they are completely negligible compared to here. This is to completely confine him here, and at the same time limit his large-scale attacks...

However, Gojo Satoru didn't care at all about this. He turned over and fell directly from a high place. He came to the subway entrance at the bottom. He glanced around and saw the dense crowd around him. He said loudly :
"Don't you want to lure me here? I'm here now, where are you people?"

"Just some tricks won't do anything for me."

"Is it useful? It's not your decision, Gojo Satoru."

Listening to the voice of the person who answered his words, Gojo Satoru turned to look in the direction where the voice came from, and looked at the several figures walking out there, with a look of understanding on his face.

"As expected, it's you guys again."

In front of the station, seeing the clepsydra, Hanayu, and the swollen figures in the nine-phase diagram of the cursed fetus walking out of the darkness from the end of the subway, Gojo Satoru couldn't help but reach out and scratch the silver hair on his head, and complained speechlessly:

"How come it's you every time and you don't have anyone else?"

"We agreed in advance that if you lose again this time, you will have no other excuse to cheat."

Of course, after the complaint was over, Gojo Satoru noticed that the clepsydra in front of him seemed different from the last time they met.

After holding his chin and thinking for a while, he then remembered that the last time he met Clepsydra, the other person didn't seem to have such a mask on his face. The person behind him pointed to the other person's mask with some curiosity. :

"It seems that you didn't wear this mask last time, right? Is this some kind of prop that increases the power of the spell?"

Gojo Satoru was really curious, but when the leaky pot opposite him heard this, his face darkened.

Although Gojo Satoru is just talking trash, he has to say that "no one else" and "mask" really hit the mark.

Involuntarily, Clepsydra thought of the dead real person and what happened in the temple that day, and he suddenly gritted his teeth.

"Don't be complacent Gojo Satoru, have you thought of an excuse for your first failure?!"

And as Clepsydra gritted his teeth, Hua Yu beside him instantly waved pieces of rattan one after another, instantly wrapping up a large area of ​​the subway station, covering the space above his head, the stairs next to him, and the elevator not far away. Block them all, leaving no blind spots for escape.

Gojo Satoru didn't care at all about this. After all, he never thought about escaping.

There were so many people around Gojo Satoru, so he simply stopped talking trash. Without even giving these three guys time to react, Gojo Satoru's figure rushed into the center of the three of them.

With one punch and one kick, he first kicked Hua Yu away from the leaky pot and knocked away the swelling figure on the other side. Finally, he raised his hand and pressed it towards the face of the leaky pot in front of him.

"Good boy, how about letting me see your mask?"

And Gojo Satoru's sudden attack was obviously not what Leaky Pot had expected. This guy's attack was too sudden, and it was completely unlike the character he had shown in the past.

However, he was shocked, but Clepsydra's reaction speed was acceptable. After all, he was a special-grade curse spirit. Chifeng's flames spurted out huge kinetic energy from his hands, pushing his figure backwards. In a blink of an eye, Gojo Satoru almost touched him directly. The palm that reached his face disappeared before his eyes.

But before he could be happy, the next moment a palm was pressed against the back of his head. The powerful force directly pressed him in place. No matter how the flames erupted in front of him, he could not move at all.

"Nani?!"

But he didn't give him time to be surprised. An arm directly wrapped around his neck, controlling his body like an iron pincer, making him completely unable to move. In the end, Gojo Satoru's gentle voice was There was a sound behind him, and along with it appeared Gojo Satoru's white palm.

"Don't run, don't be shy, let me see..."

After a second, the mask was taken off, and then Gojowu's hands directly grabbed Lelepsy's chin and mouth.

Then the face of Clepsydra was clearly exposed in front of Gojo Satoru.

However, after taking a closer look at the current situation of the clepsydra, Wu Jiaowu was indeed a little disappointed.

It was a face, a very normal face. Although it couldn't be said to be very handsome, it still had a nose and eyes, and it was facing Gojo Satoru.

Gojo Satoru: "?"

"By the way, have you had plastic surgery? I remember the last time I saw you, you only had one eye, and you didn't even have a nose at that time..."

"It just seems like something's wrong?"

Looking at the palm of his hand pressed against the forehead of the leaking pot, Gojo Satoru always felt that something was wrong with the leaking pot in front of him, but for a moment his brain did freeze and he couldn't figure out what was wrong.

But he didn't have time to continue watching like this later. After all, there were two teammates of Clepsydra who couldn't watch this guy being teased casually.

It was like a straight line piercing blood in an instant, flying towards Gojo Satoru. Although he failed to break Gojo Satoru's armor, the posture of trying to clear out a large group of people behind him still made him let go of his hand. Let's try our best to resist this red blood technique originating from the Kamo family.

The leaky pot also took this opportunity to escape from the constraints of Gojo Satoru.

At this time, Hua Yu also arrived at Clepsydra's side. After making sure that he was fine, he and Tao Xiang launched an attack on Gojo Satoru.

It's just a pity that neither his plants nor the blood-piercing blood of the swelling phase are of any use to Gojo Satoru. Gojo Satoru even just waved his hand to scatter all their attacks.

Walking out of the pieces of sawdust, Gojo Satoru looked at the mask in his hand, and then at the clepsydra not far opposite him. Only then did he finally understand why he felt that the face of the clepsydra just now was a little strange. .

Before, he had pressed the clepsydra's mouth with his hand, so he didn't notice anything was wrong. But now, combined with the clepsydra's current mouth, he understood what was wrong with the other party.

It seems that Clepsydra did go for plastic surgery, but the plastic surgery doctor seemed a little unprofessional...

The nose is upside down and the two eyes are above the mouth.

It's like tearing a drawn face into two halves along the upper edge of the mouth, and then pasting them together upside down...

After studying the current clepsydra for a while, Gojo Satoru tried his best to be patient and give his opponent a lot of respect, but he still couldn't help but cover his mouth.

"Asshole, what are you laughing at?!"

Almost instantly, the leaky pot broke through the defense. Even though the leaky pot originally looked like that, he actually didn't care much about appearance.

Cursed spirits have all kinds of weird looks. They just have an upside-down face. There's nothing weird about them.

But sometimes, a person's defense is not just about whether he cares or not...

Looking at the furious clepsydra in front of him, Gojo Satoru also coughed hard twice, forced to stop his laughter, and said dryly:
"Cough cough~"

"Ah, what's that, leaky pot? In fact, you don't have to pay too much attention to this aspect. After all, don't you think you have a nose and eyes now?"

Clepsydra: "..."

"Asshole! Gojo Satoru! I'm going to kill you! Don't burn you to ashes inch by inch, and That Wuhe, and all of you guys are going to kill you for me! Every one of them will be counted, and none of them will be spared. ”

Clepsydra was really angry now. Strong flames burst out from his body. A large group of people around him who didn't know the truth were almost instantly ignited by his violent spell.

The blazing flames even made Gojo Satoru frown.

"Did Wuhe actually do this?"

But in a blink of an eye, his brows relaxed.

"But it was also the first time I discovered that the guy's magic power was a temple hidden by these rats. The other party took action against these guys at that time, which is normal."

At this thought, the corner of Gojo Satoru's mouth once again evoked a frivolous smile, and he raised his hand and said:

"Hey~, I didn't expect you to know Wuhe~, and it seems that he has left you with a big psychological shadow."

"He will be here in a moment, but it seems that you have no chance to talk to him. Is there anything you want me to convey? I can tell him later."

"That rascal……"

Hearing this, the aura of Leukouchu, who was still furious all over, became stagnant for a moment. On top of his face, the expression on his entire face was extremely wonderful. Even Hua Yu and Zhang Xiang's expressions were not as good as those of Hua Yu and Zhang Xiang. It looks good, and it obviously reminds me of some unbearable past events...

Although nearly three or four days have passed, what happened that day is still vivid in their minds.

That day……

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(End of this chapter)