I, with a long knife in my hand, can only do one move

Gojo Satoru was unable to move with his focus on maintaining the domain, and could only yell at Maki, who closed her eyes tightly, frowning and gritted her teeth.

"....speak!"

"You must leave my domain!"

"Easy to say...!"

Mingxin, which Maki held tightly with both hands, trembled slightly, and the light bursting out of it flickered as if it was about to go out all the time.

Cold sweat had already soaked the whole body, like rain, across the girl's cheeks and fell to the ground, and was evaporated instantly.

"I...can't move my feet...!"

There is no doubt that the strength of Maki, who has been able to support Gojo Satoru and Xiaomo until now, can be regarded as the first-class strength.

But she is still a long way from [The Strongest].

She has no right to intervene in the battle that has come to this point, just a death fight within an inch of her feet can exhaust the girl's mind.

Maki's advantage needs to be in the battle [Borrowing the strength of the enemy, increasing one's prestige], now there is no one who can take advantage of the situation, and can only rely on the sword power refined by Maki himself to maintain a square inch, and reverse in the field of Gojo Satoshi It must be difficult to move an inch.

So the solution needs to be given by Gojo Satoru.

"Maki."

"...?"

"Attack me."

Maki opened her eyes suddenly, and looked at Gojo Satoru who was maintaining the seal with both hands.

"What are you talking about...could it be...!"

"That's right, take advantage of me, and I will use the domain to give you a counterattack of [Not sure to hit]. The attack direction is from right to left, remember to dodge."

"...Then what do you do, teacher?"

"You will only hold me back here." Seeing Wujo Wu's eyes, Maki bit her lower lip unwillingly, her sword domain was already in jeopardy, and she might not be able to leave if she didn't make a move.

To be defeated by an attack by one of my own people... that would be too stupid!

Maki knows...she's still not strong enough to [fight side by side] with Gojo Satoru.

The time to become stronger is limited, but now Maki feels that the time Cheng Rang gave to herself... is really too little...

I thought I had worked my ass off enough.

But still, can't you catch up?

"That...mountain...."

When the master pulled up the fallen self again...

When I want to give up, cry and hate myself.

[Isn’t the process of climbing up more exciting than standing on the top? 】

"Even if you are knocked down thousands of times, you only need to uphold a belief, stand up again, and go up."

【Next time, I won't lose again. 】

Whoa-!

"next time!"

In the sword field that was only an inch away from his feet, Maki stood up with the sword, roaring and slashing at Gojo Satoru.

A flash of white light struck from right to left, it was Gojo Satoru's counterattack.

[Take advantage! 】

The majestic sword intent was born from the opponent's attack, Maki recalled the power condensed from this blow, and pulled away suddenly.

The feeling of being out of breath like sticky syrup all over her body disappeared in an instant, and Maki, who flew backward, fell hard to the ground and rolled a few times.

In front of him is an untouchable intertwined field like a ravine, and it will be over for an unknown period of time.

Panting with difficulty, she braced the knife and got up.

"Next time...I don't want to be in such a mess again..."

Then Maki immediately looked up and looked around, the curtain surrounding the outer layer seemed to have disappeared.

But there was still no signal on the cell phone. Maki pulled out a special flare gun from the holster strapped to her leg, raised her arm to cover her ear, and pulled the trigger.

boom!

call out--!

The sharp whistle went straight into the sky with the eye-catching red smoke trail, ignoring the obstruction of the tent, piercing through and lighting up the darkness.

The signal flare with [Spell Breaking Mantra] engraved on the warhead can penetrate a layer of [Ten] and shoot out to the outside.

But the production process is extremely complicated, and the plan is urgent. Only three of them can be used now.

Teacher Campbell made it overnight.

"It's a signal flare!" The magician or assistant supervisor who was on standby outside the tent saw the agreed signal and immediately began to contact other people.

"This is the Qihai class." Qihai Jianren listened to the news on the phone with a serious expression all the time.

"Understood... Are you sure it's red? Understood."

Hanging up the phone without delay, Nanami gave instructions to Fuguro and Ino beside her.

"According to the signal, the means of sealing Wujo Wu should be ruled out, but there is a problem in the battle with Xiaomo. However, the main force of the enemy will be held back in the plan. Now we need to break through the outermost [besieged people's account], time Urgent, act now!"

"Yes!"

Chapter 153 The final battle in Shibuya ([-])

In the field battle, Maki left.Gojo Satoru immediately increased the output of the mantra, intending to completely erase Xiao Mo here.

"Although it makes Maki sad to say that, but the person in the way is gone, and I can finally concentrate on dealing with you."

"Yeah, the guy who got in the way has finally left."

Xiao Mo's voice came from all directions, making Wujo Wu startled slightly.

"what....?!"

The black cover formed by the Infernal Tomb suddenly expanded, and hundreds of millions of resentful spirits crazily impacted on the walls that bound them, and exposed their claws and claws to the outside, and began to tear apart Gojo Satoru's domain bit by bit. Flip.It seems that from the very beginning, Xiao Mo was deliberately showing weakness.

At this moment, even though Gojo Satoru immediately increased the output of spell power with all his strength, trying to suppress Xiao Mo, the hideous ink-colored curtain was still expanding uncontrollably little by little.

Damn, what happened...what the hell is that! ?

The magic power put into the domain was eaten away, and the evil spirits greedily opened their bloody mouths and stretched out their hands to tear up the domain of Gojo Wu, and filled their mouths to feast on it. It seems that no matter how much Gojo Satoru increases his efforts, he can only become those strange wraiths food.

"Wujo Wu, I heard that Xia You said...you are the strongest magician in modern times."

Xiaomo walked towards Wutiao step by step, with an unstoppable ink-colored vortex.Wujo Satoru supported him hard, but found that everything began to tilt to one side of the unbalanced scale.

"The only thing that can stop others is the power of my brother, you don't know that?"

"..." Gojo Gojo clenched his teeth, and stared at the petite figure who was less than a few meters away from him.

What the hell is she talking about, that weird realm... Could it be that the real thing is not those wraiths that tear everything apart?

Because the number was too large, even Six Eyes couldn't deal with it in a short time, not to mention that the opponent was still pressing hard, without giving him the slightest chance to breathe.

"He has never been considered a curse spirit~ being able to use spell power and spells is nothing more than occupying the body of a curse spirit."

While talking, Xiao Mo stretched out her hand, and she held a cube full of runes and eyeballs in her hand.

Xia You stared at the black coffin that was no longer moving, and smiled triumphantly.

"The so-called [spell spirit] and the [spell power] that conjurers rely on are all born from the negative emotions of human beings."

"Whether it's a common mantra from level one to level four, or a special level mantra, or imaginary vengeful spirit, their birth is closely related to human beings."

It can be said that if there were no human beings, there would be no curses born in this world.

"Little Mo, she is the gathering of all human malice in the world, as well as [curse] itself..."

Gojo Satoru wanted to use human emotions, that is——

"Use something like [spell power] to deal with her..."

pat...

The weird cube was thrown in front of Gojo Satoru.

Xiao Mo smiled slightly: "Of course it's not enough~!"

The four corners of the cube unfolded with a click, and the huge eyeballs connected with flesh and blood looked directly at Gojo Satoru.

Xia Youjie turned and left, "By the way, the one that Xiaomo's avatar took over is the real one...hehe."

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"Thank you for the hospitality, I am very full."

Xiao Mo's figure turned into black mist and merged with the engulfed domain, and disappeared. In the endless space, there are only five prison gates of enlightenment and expansion left.

Wutiao's heart sank, knowing the nature of this domain, he was deeply involved in it and could not escape. He didn't expect that even if the magician left the domain, this thing would still be able to continue to operate!

Is it possible that only [one] thing is left in it to be released? !

That is the absolute [natural enemy] for conjurers. All things composed of mana, whether it is spells or blows, as long as they come from mana, can only become Xiao Mo's food.

A war of attrition is impossible, and she will only get stronger as a result.

So...the only, no, the only two who can fight her, and only Chanyuan Maki, who has no magic power and drives [Sword Power] to start the sword field battle, and Cheng Rang can finish her off.

And if Cheng Rang faced Xiao Mo's body, he would have no chance of winning by himself!

Damn it!I was too careless.

He should have considered such a situation long ago, but this time he still lost to the intelligence gap with the enemy and his [distrust] of other people.

I am the strongest, because I am Gojo Satoru...

After Xia Youjie died, no one could enter his heart.

Become someone he can recognize as [fighting alongside].

Gojo Satoru... has one and only one best friend.

- I lost.

Lost to an unimaginably powerful enemy, and a lonely self.

.....

This, loneliness carries the [strongest] self on its back.

"hateful...."

This guy deliberately asked himself to let Maki out!

Endless resentful spirits rushed in frantically, drowning Wujo Wu, mercilessly eating away at his body, spirit and soul.

In the endless pain of endless death, you can choose to die heroically, or you can choose to be sealed by the prison gate in front of you...

"Or, trust others?"

One after another, the faces of the students flashed through his mind, which was the result of his determination to save the magic world by his own means.

Trained so many excellent companions.

Gojo Satoru smiled wryly, let go of his sealed hands, and allowed the prison gate to disappear from his face and grow out of his body.

"Ah...please, everyone..."

Gotta - stop that guy.

"I can only choose, trust you."

【Close the door】

Click!

The border of the prison gate shrank, sealing Wutiaowu inside, and landed with a crash.