Jujutsu Kaisen: I Am The Strongest Spellcaster

Wenren Mo Yan just turned sideways slightly, and then actually caught the flying blade with his bare hands.

Feeling the remaining spell power on the flying blade, Wenren Moyan understood.

It seems that I was caught first.

"Curse Master?" Wenren Moyan looked at the roof of the building.

A man wearing a green mask was looking down at him coldly.

Even if the murderous intention it exudes is like a solid substance, it cannot be accumulated by the power of spells.

But actually killing people!

Wen Ren Mo Yan looked at the motionless curse master with some doubts in his heart.

There is no money here, and there are no treasures such as Cursed Object or anything like that. Why are they here?

Those guys are notorious for not being able to do anything early, and once discovered, they will be hunted down by the Jujutsu world.

So generally if there is no huge wealth, they will not appear suddenly.

And it's still in such a sensitive place.

Could it be? There is a special Cursed Object here!

When Wen Ren Mo Yan thought of the special Cursed Object, he immediately became excited.

I didn't expect to encounter such a good thing on my first mission.

It's like once an ordinary Cursed Spirit swallows a special-grade Cursed Object, after a period of nourishment and development, it can rely on the magic power contained in the special-grade Cursed Object to become a special-grade Cursed Spirit.

Maybe there isn't a Sukuna finger here.

For an ordinary Jujutsu master, encountering a special-grade Cursed Spirit is a fatal matter.

But for Wen Ren Mo Yan.

What! Special grade Cursed Spirit, isn’t this pure welfare?

Wait for me to conquer him with one word, and let him kneel on the ground and sing the song of conquest for me.

"It's just judging by the aura left here."

"At best, it's just a second-level Cursed Spirit. It doesn't look like a special-level Cursed Object."

Wen Ren Mo Yan thought about it again and again and decided that he should beat the man half to death first and then ask questions.

But just when Wenren Moyan was about to take action, a curse master wearing a red-faced ghost mask suddenly attacked him from behind.

Looking at the other party's iron chain covered with purple magic power, Wenren Moyan just pulled down the zipper of his collar and said lightly.

"Stop it."

The next second, the curse master in red ghost mask who was just about to kill Wen Ren Mo Yan.

He was pressed hard to the ground by a force, unable to move, as if he was being held down by a huge boulder.

Seeing that one of his team members was stunned by the opponent's words.

The curse master in the Aoki mask secretly thought something was wrong and was about to run away.

But just as the Aoki Mask Curse Master took his first step, he had not yet landed.

A big hand had already patted his shoulder.

"Where are you going, my friend?"

Listening to the voice coming from his ears, the Aoki Mask Curse Master knew that the level difference was too big.

The opponent is at least a first-level Jujutsu master.

"Okay, I don't like people looking down at me."

"Kneel down!"

As soon as he said these words, an invisible force pressed on the shoulders of the Aoki Mask Curse Master.

The Green Ghost Mask Curse Master's legs weakened, and he knelt heavily on his knees with a bang.

The Aoki mask curser was stunned by the young man in front of him.

"who are you!"

The green ghost mask curser asked Wenren Moyan with his whole body trembling.

"I'm a student at Jujutsu High School."

"By the way, I haven't asked you yet? Why are you here?"

Wenren Moyan smiled brightly, like a green young man who had never experienced the world.

Looking up at the friendly young man in front of me, if I hadn't been sweating profusely and kneeling in front of the young man, I would have almost believed it.

But now, the red ghost mask curser downstairs is still pinned to the ground.

"Hey, let me ask you, what are you two level two curse masters doing here?"

"Don't tell me you are here to remove the Cursed Spirit."

The Green Ghost Mask Curse Master smiled awkwardly: "Brother, how do you know this?"

"You really think I'm a three-year-old child!"

Wen Ren Mo Yan stared at the curse master in front of him with a suspicious expression.

It seems that without using some means, you will not tell the truth.

"Okay, let me let you try the new move I learned not long ago."

"If you want to say it, say it now, otherwise you may not have time to say it later."

The corners of Wen Ren Mo Yan's mouth rose crazily, and the strange and dark smile made the Green Ghost Mask Curse Master feel cold and frightened.

Reason told myself to tell the truth of the matter to the young man in front of me.

But rationally, I told myself that if I told the organization, my life would be worse than death.

Wen Ren Mo Yan saw that the other party didn't respond for a long time, and understood what the other party meant.

"You have a tough mouth. I hope you can be so tough next time."

Wen Ren Mo Yan brought the Green Ghost Mask Curse Master to the first floor, where he was with his accomplice Red Ghost Mask.

"Then let's get started."

Half an hour later, the two of them were tortured by Wenren Moyan until they could not speak clearly.

His whole body was covered with unknown yellow and white stuff.

Even more so in the mouth, eh...

Thinking of the scene just now, even Wenren Moyan, a spell caster, didn't dare to look at him.

It’s so disgusting!

Although the process was very perverted and ignored.

But the result was good. In the end, they were asked about the purpose of their visit.

"Resurrection of Yamata no Orochi? Why don't you resurrect Shuten Doji! Tamamo-mae is not bad either!"

Wen Ren Mo Yan sneered, in the eyes of ordinary people, Yamata no Orochi is just a ghost legend in neon legends.

But as a Jujutsu master, Wenren Moyan naturally knew that that thing was not a legend, but a real monster that existed.

Not only Yamata-no-Orochi, but also Tamamo-mae, Shuten-dōji, etc. were all famous great monsters in ancient times.

It is not an exaggeration to say that their strength can control the wind and rain.

Its strength cannot be described as a special level.

But for some unknown reason, they all mysteriously disappeared later.

Ryōmen Sukuna also existed in the mythical history of neon.

It’s just that the story has two directions. One is a folk and heroic description.

Maybe it was because Sukuna was in a good mood that day and saved several villages, so he was praised by others.

And the other one is what the world of Jujutsu describes.

That King of Curses from a thousand years ago!

Even if all the power of the entire Jujutsu world is gathered to defeat it.

All he got in exchange was corpses everywhere, and he returned defeated!

You know, the Jujutsu world at that time was the peak period of neon Jujutsu.

Whether it's Cursed Spirit or Jujutsu Master.

I don’t know how much weaker it is compared to now.

But even if the current era is so weak, isn't there a monster like Gojo Satoru?

The moment Gojo Satoru realizes the reversal technique, the entire world of Jujutsu will be darkened.

How strong is Gojo Satoru exactly?

Let's put it this way, the entire modern Jujutsu world, tied up and fought with him.

The ending is similar to the group of Jujutsu masters who beat Sukuna thousands of years ago.

Gojo Satoru is not joking about saying that I am the only one in the world.

But it's true!

He is truly the pinnacle of modern Jujutsu masters, the pinnacle!