"Inside... Inside..."

The voice of the night moth is as thin as a mosquito's moan, and Gojo Satoru put his ear to his mouth so that he can barely hear it clearly.

"Inside... Inside is..."

As the strongest sorcerer got closer and closer, the headmaster, who was extremely weak just now, suddenly turned a seeping turquoise.

At the same time, open a mouth full of fangs and bite down on his neck.

Thanks to Gojo's family tradition, Gojo Satoru is able to create an absolutely inviolable space around his body with infinite power.

As a result, any object that comes close to him will become slower and slower.

Without Gojo Satoru's permission, he would never have been able to touch him.

It is the ability to manipulate space and bring cosmic energy into reality; It is the stopping power of the infinite poles that converge on oneself.

And as a person who has cultivated this spell to the extreme, it has become Gojo Satoru's instinct, and like a passive skill, it can operate on its own.

Therefore, under the protection of this barrier, the corrupted night moth Zhengdao could not bite him at all.

I can only keep opening and closing my mouth, swallowing one cloud of air after another.

Taking this opportunity, Satoru Gojo quickly distanced himself from him, and then looked at the former teacher in disbelief.

The curse of ruin turned this generous elder into a corrupt creature who knew nothing but destruction.

The little sanity left is all an endless thirst for fresh flesh and blood.

"Teacher?" Satoru Gojo tried to use the name of the year to verify whether the night moth still had a conscience.

But from his increasingly gloomy expression after that, it is not difficult to see that the situation is not optimistic.

Just as the sorcerer was thinking about whether to help the headmaster free himself, a pale figure stepped out of the thick black mist.

"Look at the way he looks now, do you feel the pain, Satoru Gojo."

Lu Wu stepped on the shoulder of the night moth Zhengdao with one foot and said arrogantly, "If you are willing to surrender to me, perhaps I can consider giving him liberation." ”

And the dignified Principal of the High School of Spells was now kneeling in front of him, wagging his tail like a puppy and begging for mercy.

However, Satoru Gojo didn't seem to like the proposal very much, and without saying a word, he immediately rushed over.

"Sure enough, you're not the kind of person who is easily blackmailed." Lu Wu kicked away the night moth that kept licking his shoes, and summoned the Broken King Sword.

"Kill the neck, sorcerer!"

As soon as the words fell, the two bumped into each other.

Satoru Gojo opened his palm and slammed his abdomen at a very tricky angle.

But when he was about to hit, he was blocked by Wang Jian's turquoise sword body.

In line with the idea of coming without being rude, Lu Wu quickly fought back and slashed Wang Jian at the sorcerer's body with a backhand.

But because of the existence of the No Lower Limit Spell, the blade finally stopped a few centimeters away from Gojo Satoru, and he couldn't move an inch again.

Subsequently, the two fought against each other for dozens of rounds in a row, and it turned out that neither of them could help anyone.

Each of Gojo Satoru's attacks would be easily defused by Lu Go, and Lu Go's attacks would also be blocked by the barrier-like infinite spell around him.

As the pride of the heavens and the darling of this world, Gojo Satoru's talent and ability are enough to make all the sorcerers in the world ashamed of themselves.

No Limit spell negates enemy damage.

Reversal can be used to quickly heal yourself after an injury.

Domain: Immeasurable Space, which can force the enemy to receive endless messages, causing the opponent's brain to be confused and unable to move.

In addition, he also has a talent called Six Eyes, which is similar to the Buddhist's Heavenly Eye and His Heart.

Able to see through the enemy's spells, detect the enemy's mana, and perform precise mana manipulation.

With the help of this talent, when Satoru Gojo uses spells, the consumption of mana is basically zero.

If you add up all of Gojo Satoru's abilities and put them in the game, he is probably equivalent to one.

Double immunity to physical/magical damage, the speed of health regeneration is comparable to that of Mondo, who also opens an ultimate, and has a wide range of AOE damage skills and a mage with hard control.

At the same time, his attack power is equal to that of a warrior in a six-god suit.

And the above is not just the talent of Gojo Satoru, but the rules contained in this world.

In other words, as long as the world exists, Gojo Satoru is invincible.

And the strength of the Ruined King itself, although it is not much better than the rune mages of the previous world, but after all, it cannot compete with the entire world.

But fortunately, Satoru Gojo has a very fatal weakness, overconfidence.

Maybe it's been a smooth ride since he was born, and he has hardly ever lost a battle, so it's easy for him to make the mistake of underestimating the enemy.

It can be seen from his personality and how he behaves in peacetime.

What's more, the strength of the Ruined King lies not in himself, but in the fact that he is the source of the black mist.

By gradually eroding the world through the curse of ruin, Riku was able to transform the world and thus break Gojo Satoru's undefeated golden body.

This moment will not be too far away...

The sky has slowly darkened, and the night of soul erosion, which terrifies the Rune Continent, is about to come.

The Pale King stopped trying to attack, but smiled and slowly disappeared into the black mist behind him. At the same time, excitedly roared:

"The black mist rolled out of me like a tide."

"There may be occasional declines, but now, we will be surging!"

Under his control, the thick fog that covered the sky sped forward.

The remnant sun sank into the thick clouds, shadows covered the entire sky, and countless resentful spirits, as if from the darkest nightmare, surged in the black mist.

The Lord of Death bared his claws and proudly announced his arrival to the world.

One by one, the wraith rolled through the woods carrying the black mist, and Gojo Satoru watched as the forest instantly decomposed, and the leaves and trunks turned into debris like rotting pieces of flesh.

The roots of the tree were tossed off the ground, and in a heartbeat, they froze into ice cubes and smashed into another tree.

Soon, the black mist found the sorcerer, and the goblins in the mist surrounded him hungrily.

All of a sudden, he fell into an ice cellar, and a thin layer of frost condensed on his clothes.

And the greedy eyes of the resentful spirit gave Gojo Satoru the illusion of being burned.

These creatures are far more terrifying than curses, and they swarm in droves.

The sorcerer shook his head, trying to keep himself awake, his beautiful blue eyes fixed on the pale figure in the fog.

But in Lu Wu's eyes, Gojo Satoru exposed one of his Achilles' heels.

He couldn't defend himself against mental damage.

Even compared to the average spellcaster, his arrogant personality makes him more easily corrupted by the black mist.

Apparently, Satoru Gojo himself was aware of the problem.

He tried his best to avoid the ubiquitous black fog, and kept retreating, but the Pale King did not move, as if he was deliberately letting him go.

After a few moments, the sorcerer vanished from view, followed by the black mist.

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