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

[Memories that do not exist. 】

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There was a tingling pain in his mind, and various pictures flashed in his bulging memory. This feeling of being completely torn from reality almost broke his spirit.

"Ah...! Ahhh! What is this...?! What's going on...!" Luxiang retreated violently, until his back hit the door of the bathroom, and then he staggered out as if escaping.

...

It was a sunny and warm afternoon, on the emerald green lawn, the dining table was placed under the cool shade of the tree.

Bulky Self, Bad Phase, Bloodstain and Knotweed are sitting around the delicious food, enjoying delicious food and beer.

They were talking and laughing, and as the eldest brother, he was closing his eyes and smiling comfortably, as if he was intoxicated in this peaceful reunion of brothers, enjoying the spring breeze gently blowing past his ears and the laughter of his younger brothers when they chatted happily.

Knotweed was sitting next to the bloody smear, and just fed him a piece of freshly baked, fragrant bread.

Then he took another piece and handed it over with a smile.

"Brother, come and eat one too!" He smiled to himself.

......

That was the memory that he longed for but didn't exist, as if it had really happened, which made Zhang Xiang's heart extremely confused.

Knotweed is my younger brother....

"What's going on? Why would you...impossible...why...what..."

The bulge that fled chaotically in a haste disappeared around the corner of the station.

In the bathroom where only the knotweed was left, only the water sprayed from the faucet washed the blood-covered boy like drizzle.

Not long after, the two girls found the knotweed lying in the bathroom.

"He's here..."

"Are you still alive?"

"Ah."

One of the girls held a cloth-wrapped cylinder in her hand, which looked about as thick as a finger.

"Then let's get started."

Chapter 162 The final battle in Shibuya (21)

At this time, Shibuya was like a demon temple where demons danced wildly. Even if the knotweed failed to escape the pursuit of Zhang Xiang, the high-level conjurers on standby immediately noticed the difference in the [atmosphere].

"Those who wear glasses, who is Zenyuan Maki?"

"do not know."

First-level magician Qihai Jianren saw the auxiliary supervisor who was killed by a surprise attack everywhere, and his anger began to burn quietly in his heart.

And the enemy who appeared in front of him asked such a blunt question.

"What are you looking for with this man?" Qihai tore off his tie, and wrapped the weapon around his hands in a bad tone.

"It's nothing, I just want to talk to her~"

The enemy curser seemed to be very confident in his own strength and talked a lot, but later facts proved that this guy's mouth was harder than a rock.

His face was covered in blood, his teeth were broken, and he looked like a prawn.

His body was hunched over and he was beaten until he was embedded in the cement wall, and he kept coughing up blood.

The unscathed Qihai calmly pulled his collar, and asked again: "The enemy's branch and purpose."

"Oh... I don't know..."

"Looking for the reason for Zenin Maki."

"do not know...."

Veins bulged on the back of Qihai's hands, and she squeezed out words between teeth: "My patience has a limit."

"Anyway, I don't know... as long as we find Zenyuan Maki, we will win~"

The sound of bones breaking coincided with the cracking of rocks, followed by a muffled sound like a sandbag falling to the ground. When Qihai walked out of the dilapidated street shop again, the blunt bandage knife in his hand was already stained with bright red blood.

at this time--

Apart from the outermost tent that besieged ordinary people, the second tent that blocked the entry of magicians was also raised later.

And Gaozhuan also paid the price of Ino Takuma's serious injury and dying and Fugurohui's slight injury.

"The enemy...is very strong..."

Ino, who fell from the roof of the building, was supported by his strong willpower before he uttered the last warning before completely losing consciousness.

Qihai Jian people have never been angry because they feel that they are useless, and they never will.

They will only blindly regard the evils that have caused this situation as a thorn in their eyes, and get rid of them quickly.

"Bastard... how dare you look down on people."

Walking step by step towards the subway station, Qihai took off the watch on her wrist and put it in her pocket.

"This is not a problem that can be solved by working overtime or not."

Shortly thereafter, Jianren Nanami joined Nagasaki and Supervisor Nitta, who had encountered enemy cursers on the periphery. After rescuing Nagasaki who was in a hard fight, he asked the opponent's division and purpose again, and still got the answer of "don't know".

Both Director Nitta and Nazaki were injured to a certain extent, and were ordered by Jianren Nanami to stay where they were and wait for rescue.

"In the next battle, the enemy is at least level 1. If you go there, it will only get in the way."

Before leaving, Qihai stopped.

"By the way, if you know where Zenyuan Maki is, or see her, please be sure to notify other level 1 magicians to protect her as much as possible. The enemy's purpose is to kill her."

"Kill Maki-san?! Why?" Nagasaki exclaimed in surprise.

"I think it's because she is the only one who can deal with Xiao Mo. As for why she rushed to find Maki, I'm afraid Dr. Cheng also has a problem. If it's the worst guess, combined with the current aggressive movements of the enemy, I'm afraid he Neither of them can participate in this battle."

Nagasaki swallowed subconsciously, "Also... that is to say..."

"That is to say, to be prepared for both Cheng Rang and Wujo Wu to be [sealed] by the enemy, we can only rely on ourselves."

"There will no longer be [Heavenly Soldier] who can turn the tide. Please be prepared to risk your life in every battle, and try your best to survive."

"...Mr. Nanami!" Nagasaki's persuasion did not make Qihai stop again, and his back disappeared into the wreckage and deep in the tunnel.

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Qihai Jianren met with the Zen Academy class, and because he first came into contact with the two Nagasaki who belonged to the same class, he learned the location of the other two in the Zen Academy class.

"Gojo Satoru is sealed."

"We already know this." Isabella unfolded the note with the text message, "This is the information sent by the crow, and it was reported by Miss Mingming, but there are very few crows that can fly out, and the information carried on it Also limited."

Qihai took a glance at the note, and then continued: "On the way here, almost all the curse masters were looking for Chanyuan Maki."

"The one without spell power? Why do you want her?" Zhipiren spoke loudly and smelled of alcohol, causing Qihai to frown frequently.

"Have you been drinking?"

"The Lun family is not drinking anymore! Hiccup..."

Isabella could only smile wryly. Qihai knew that with her character, she couldn't stop the old guy from drinking, so she could only continue to exchange ideas with Isabella.

Fortunately, the strength of the combination of the three is not weak now. A team of three first-level magicians should be able to penetrate the enemy's heart, and even deal with special-level magicians with ease.

"There are two choices now...Gojo Satoru, or Cheng Rang. Although the signal flare at the beginning indicated that the seal method was broken, the current situation does not look like the plan is going well. We are five miles away from the central station where Gojo Satoru is. The floor is relatively close, the best option is to go there, but it is very likely that Gojo Satoru has been transferred, and it may be lost."

Qihai continued: "If there is a problem with Cheng Rang... No, there may already be a problem. Maki, who is isolated and helpless, will be in a very critical situation after being surrounded and hunted down, and one of the enemy's clear targets has been confirmed to be Maki-san. Once the opponent succeeds, we don’t know what will happen. In the worst case, we may lose the means to deal with the most powerful member of the enemy.”

"Xiao Mo?"

"I think so." Qihai nodded.

After Isabella thought for a while, the suggestion she gave made Nanami and Naomi all look surprised.

"——Please go to support Maki immediately, I will enter the station alone to check the situation."

"no!"

"The number and configuration of the enemies are unknown, but what can be concluded is that there will definitely be special ones on the fifth floor of the Central Station. Mr. Campbell, you have not yet entered the confrontation field.

means..."

"Mr. Qihai, I have a hunch, no... this is also a guess."

"?"

"The person going to the basement 5 of the central station will not be Gojo Satoru."

"what?"

Zenyuan Zhibiren and Qihai looked at each other, the old guy obviously sobered up all of a sudden.

"Remember their plan?"

"It's a matter of absolute confidentiality. Except for the three people who executed it, even the principal doesn't know about it." Qihai responded.

"Based on what I know about him, this must be a trick to steal the day." Isabella's expression was solemn, her eyes revealing thought, "The specific situation may not be what we seem."

That is, [Gojo Satoru] took the initiative to appear at Shibuya Station upon invitation.

"If the enemy's goal is to seal Gojo Satoru, then facing the most powerful conjurers in modern times must be absolutely sure, and it is impossible to defeat them by acting recklessly."

"As I said before, the enemy's only means of dealing with Rang is [Little Mo], and this time the [Ten] that led him out of Shibuya is also the same."

"Because the other party knows that when Wujo Wujo and Cheng Rang are together, it is impossible to defeat. A powerful enemy must be divided and attacked. This is probably a truth that elementary school students understand."

Qihai already had a vague premonition, but still couldn't imagine how it was done, "So...?"

"So it is very possible that [Wujo Satoru] who went to the 5th floor of the Central Station was [Cheng Rang] pretending to be."

"The one who went to deal with Xiao Mo should be Gojo Satoru himself, together with Maki...I'm afraid his purpose of training Maki is also to deal with Xiao Mo, and this will happen."

"But it is clear that the person who entered the central station account is Gojo Satoru, whether it is the demeanor, the tone of the voice, or the stopping technique that is maintained..."

"Mr. Qihai, don't you think that the two of them have very similar personalities?"

"That's also—I can't think of how they did it. With just makeup, the height problem can be solved, but what about the spells, including the [six eyes] that Gojo Satoru possesses. If the enemy knows Gojo Satoru's information, they should take a look at it. will see through."

Isabella shook her head, "There's no need to think about it, Mr. Qihai just needs to know that he can do it."

"why?"

"Because he is Cheng Rang."

"..."

"Even so, I can't agree with Miss Campbell that it's too dangerous for you to act alone."

"Mr. Nanami doesn't have to worry about this, you just need to trust me. Maki-san needs the support of both of you even more."

Qihai could hear that Isabella's tone was very firm. Although she looked like a weak and weak woman, it seemed that it was more difficult for him to shake her decided idea than to make the old man beside him stop drinking.

"I know, but at least give me a suitable reason."

Isabella took off the hair rope from her wrist, folded her hands behind her, and tied up her long golden hair, which immediately added a lot of heroism and sophistication to her whole person's aura.

"Because I'm her wife..." she said slowly.

"And, I'm strong enough."

Chapter 163 The final battle in Shibuya (22)

Isabella passed the two of them and walked towards the depths of the platform.

Zhibi patted the flagon on his waist, but he didn't think about picking it up for a few sips, "Qihai, we have to hurry up, we can't just make a girl look handsome, hahaha!"

Accompanied by hearty laughter, Naomito and Nanami left side by side in opposite directions.

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Seven minutes and 40 seconds later, the fifth basement floor of Shibuya Central Station.

With the intense rain of golden magic bullets, all the black cursed spirits hovering here were exorcised, and the exit to the outside of the station was opened in a way that can be called "violent demolition".

The group holy healing spell gave emergency treatment to hundreds of non-magicians who were trapped here with varying degrees of injuries, and they were evacuated one by one.