Ordinary office workers who fight back with spells

"You humans, there are just too many of them."

This is the original words of the clepsydra.

woohoo-

This is the sound of the train coming into the station.

The quiet basement was shattered, and a brand new light rail was running on the track and entered the station.

It was deathly silence again.

"Ding dong, Shibuya station is here, passengers please get off in an orderly manner."

"Saved! Saved!"

Excited voices erupted from the crowd, and they swarmed towards the train.

The trains opened slowly, and the first thing to protrude was a black tentacle, which penetrated one human being after another, stringing them together like candied haws.

That's when people discovered what was in the train. The eyes plastered on the trains were hollow and huge. There were mouths and sharp teeth everywhere. The bright red long tongue stuck to the window and smelly mucus.

The Cyborg turned out to be a train of Cyborgs.

Gojo Satoru was a little puzzled - what are they going to do?

Didn't putting these transformed people in hastened the demise of the five underground floors of humans?

The dull sound of a heavy object falling to the ground suddenly came from behind.

Gojo Satoru suddenly turned around, only to see a big hole opened in the ceiling, hundreds of thousands of human beings were poured down from the big hole like rice, and hit the ground heavily. They screamed, they exclaimed, piled up more and more, and finally became a high mountain of people.

Boom, the mountain suddenly collapsed.

People slid down and rolled to every part of the five basement floors.

They have completely controlled Shibuya Station, and there are also curse masters or curses on the upper floor, who are responsible for replenishing the controlled humans at any time... Wujo Wu wondered in his heart.

"Bai Lian, Red Blood Manipulation Technique."

The blood arrows pierced through the chests of one person after another. Wujo Wuwei turned sideways and dodged the blow, his body suddenly stiffened. He looked at the big snake not far away and knew that it was the curse cast by the other party.

The flames roared towards his skull, Gojo Satoru had no way to dodge, he could only protect his right hand in front of his head.

boom--

The flames engulfed him.

"Wujowu, Wujowu, what can you do?"

The most important thing you should do now is to expand the domain and kill all the humans in the five underground floors, so that you can save the humans who have not been left behind.

But you can't do it. You have a strong balance in your heart. The sacrifices you can accept are human beings who are accidentally affected by the battle, which will never be included.

【Human being deliberately killed by Gojo Satoru】

You are so hypocritical, you are so disgusting, come on, think about it, Gojo Satoru!

Be confused!Hesitate!Concentrate your efforts!

"field--"

Gojo Satoru put down his scorched right hand, took a light breath, and took off the blindfold. His sky-blue pupils opened, reflecting the blue sky——slightly raised his head:

"field"

The index finger and middle finger came together, formed into an arrow, and leaned against his lips:

"Expand."

That day, the blue pupils burst out with endless majesty and oppression, as if the sky had collapsed, pressing on everyone's shoulders, pressing on everyone's heart, everyone was short in stature, deep in their hearts At the place, I heard a sigh that was enough to freeze everything:

"Infinite space."

Everyone, at this moment, saw the universe.

Chapter 18 Who will save?

"Infinite space."

Endless information, brutally and cruelly poured into people's minds, more and more, more and more... There are too many, it is already unbearable,

It's already unbearable. The human brain can only hold so much, but Gojo Satoru is so powerful. He poured so much into it all at once. Ah, already, I can't hold on anymore. It's already broken...

At this moment, everyone's brains were forcibly instilled with half a year's worth of information

Like a storm tearing apart the souls of everyone, Gojo Satoru only opened up the domain for 0.2 seconds,

This is the optimal deployment time calculated by him. But even if it is only 0.2 seconds, all the human beings on the five floors underground and within a radius of 500 meters will fall into a coma.

And in the center of this storm, the snake's head, the clepsydra, and the tent's appearance, at this moment.

Witnessing the universe, all the ups and downs, all the changes in the world, all poured into my mind.

It was so vast, so frightening.

They know everything and, therefore, can do nothing.

All I could do was watch it all.

Gojo Satoru's figure had already turned into an afterimage, turned into a hurricane, and his white hair was flying in the air, like silver horses, dancing. Thousands of reformed humans and thousands of monsters danced in this silver dance. In the middle, the head was taken off, the body was cut open, and the blood was splattered. Gojo Satoru only relied on his physical body, only relying on the inexhaustible anger in his heart, that inherent pride, and stepped out a path in the sea of ​​blood. Avenue!

In 299 seconds, on the third basement floor, a whole train of reformers was wiped out.

The clepsydra was the first to wake up from the boundless space, but when it became dark, a huge force had already penetrated its chest.

The clepsydra felt that he had been smashed against the wall, his brain was crushed, and he was bleeding from the smash. One after another, half of the wall was smashed into powder.

this monster...

Its consciousness is being stripped away... the previous picture is played backwards.

"Clepsy, I need you to hold Gojo Satoru..."

"There is nothing in the world that cannot be sealed by the prison gate..."

Extreme fan. Meteor.

it said softly.

Flames, extremely deep flames, it seems that the golden crow has fallen to the ground, as if the sun is hanging on the earth, the extreme flames, the steel is melted, the earth is burned through, and the air is compressed in this most extreme flame, compressed to the limit ,Then

It exploded violently, and the sea of ​​flames set off a wave of air, spreading frantically to the surroundings, frantically devouring everything it passed by!

The simple domain is wrapped outside this flame and can neutralize the 'unlimited' spell.

Gee.

Gojo Satoru backed up a few steps, dodged the fiercest sea of ​​flames with a flash, but he couldn't retreat anymore - the crowd was behind him.

He could only protect the people behind him.

only...

【Blue】

Spell reversal.

His right hand drew a semicircle and joined with his left hand. Gojo Satoru breathed out gently, and the light in his sky-blue pupils shone with the light of the universe:

【He】

The world was pure white.

Pure white sky, pure white land, pure white memory.

The clepsydra stood blankly in the center of the world, with its head bowed.

Gojo Satoru leaned against his back.

"Die, curse spirit."

He whispered into the ear of the clepsydra.

The clepsydra didn't know what to say, and my heart seemed to be empty all of a sudden.

After a long, long silence, it replied:

"What about death?"

It laughs wildly on the white field:

"Gojo Satoru! So what if you die!

"Has there been fewer curse spirits killed by you! Daoist, Huayu, blood smeared, so what about death! Who cares? Who is afraid? Who is timid? So what about death! You are in groups, you are bustling, you are noisy You claim to be righteous, look at the people behind me!

They were all killed by you, by your spell [He], who cares?Who repents?Who will judge?In the end, it's just the 'spell attack' recorded by the Conjuration Association tomorrow, a sudden public safety accident on the news, because you are the strongest, because you are still alive, and no one dares to judge you if you are still alive.

And after your death, I'm sure you'll be considered a traitor by them, the one responsible for all of this.

How ridiculous, it was not us who caused the Shibuya Incident, but you, Gojo Satoru!If you die, you are the best person to blame.

The strong decides everything. This is the truth of the world, but you are bound by this group of slaves. You are even proud and complacent, thinking that you have realized the value of life - you are just a slave!

Human beings force good people to become prostitutes and persuade prostitutes to be good, form groups based on interests, and form countries based on so-called civilization, and your civilization is nothing but a century-old history soaked in blood and plunder.Curse spirits have existed for thousands of years, how can you call yourself 'civilized'?Advocate freedom, but in your country, not even your kind can breathe!Praising peace, but fighting everywhere, the so-called peace is killing, it is war, it is the writing of the victor!

"Wujo Wu, let me ask you, how can you call yourself righteous? Human beings, let me ask you, how can you call yourself the master of the world?"

"The only difference between you and our curse spirits is that after our curse spirits kill someone, they will eat up his body and then take a full belch, while after you kill someone, you will bury him decently , and then hailed itself as a beacon of freedom.

"Haha, ha, ridiculous, ridiculous! - Is there anything more ridiculous in the world than this?"

"Ha ha..."

Unparalleled light shines from its pupils:

So what about death! "

The corner of the clepsydra's mouth cracked beside the ear, what a joyful smile, he said softly, with tears in his eyes:

"I never cared whether it was me who laughed wildly in the wasteland ten thousand years later."

The white world is destroyed.

The clepsydra turned into ashes little by little in front of him.

Gojo Satoru stood silently, with a ravine in front of him, a deep ravine.