The gathering mist gradually revealed the silhouette of the monster.

First, the tentacles resembling octopus, the patchwork of animal legs, hooked and chelicera-like precursors, the large mouth with fangs, and a face that resembled the headmaster's noctuidae moth.

The clouds reunite, and the spirits rise.

After a while, a giant undead creature several meters tall appeared in front of Gojo Satoru and An-Singer.

As it appeared, a stiff ripple of fear spread through the air.

The monster that the night moth had turned into had fully emerged from the mist, and the frightened female teacher realized that there was another face on his armor-like chest.

The delicate face once belonged to the school doctor named Jia Izuzi.

Seeing this, the fear of the deep cold wrapped around the heart of the hermitage like a shroud.

The respected predecessor and his former friend have now become one, and have become an undead beast born only to destroy.

The female teacher, who couldn't stand such a blow, was on her knees with soft feet, her face was like gold paper, and her breathing was short, as if she had been choked by her throat.

When An-song-hime's inner defense line was broken, a few wisps of mist wrapped around her like spider silk.

In the depths of her black eyes, a faint green turned up.

"Singer!" Satoru Gojo threw his fist to disperse a resentful spirit that pounced on her, and then pressed her shoulder and kept shaking: "Singer-sensei, cheer up!" ”

"Don't be fooled by what you see, it's all fake!"

The sorcerer's shouts finally woke her from her ruined bewitchment.

Ankahime stood up with all her might, and looked away from the two faces of the monster, and then found that a large group of stubborn wraith warriors had surrounded her and Gojo Satoru.

They glowed with pale green translucent fire, and were armed with blackened spears and swords.

Murderous blades burst into green flames.

At this moment, the giant undead creature, wielding its chelicera, squeezed through the wraith-warriors, and said in a strange and disgusting mixed male and female voice:

"My king has commanded me to kill you, and to die obediently, lowly wregs!"

The female teacher could immediately hear that it was the voice of Principal Nightmoth and Glass, but now she was no longer so afraid, but more determined.

She wanted to kill the monster in front of her, and she couldn't let the corpses of the two of them suffer such humiliation after they died.

"Did you see that?" Satoru Gojo, who seemed to have made a discovery, said, "It's on the neck." ”

After prompting, An Geji noticed that there were several strange red fingers on the undead's short, thick neck full of sarcoma.

"It's... Two-faced skubu...? ”

Gojo Satoru nodded slightly: "It's Su Fu's finger, it seems that someone sent us a package." ”

"One more reason to kill it!" An Geji said coldly.

The sorcerer shrugged in agreement.

The two of them are bound to win, not blindly complacent.

The undead creature in front of him looked huge, but it was actually a special level, and it was not worth the strongest spell master to put it in his eyes.

The female teacher next to her also knows this truth.

What Satoru Gojo really cares about is why the enemy is doing this.

The Ruined King obviously knew that he was going to find the knotweed, and the information that Su Fu could recover part of his strength by devouring his fingers was almost known to everyone.

Why did you let this monster come with its fingers?

Could it be that the Ruined King was so fearless that he and Su Fu could not defeat him if they joined forces?

Or is this man sure that he will never get to knotweed.

In short, Gojo Satoru is confused now, and he must think about these issues clearly, otherwise the next journey will become more and more difficult.

Unfortunately, the undead creature on the opposite side didn't want to give him any more time to think, and rushed over with a howl.

Seeing that the sorcerer had not moved, Ange thought that he was distracted by the realm, so he rushed forward alone.

In fact, her ability is not a combat skill, it is more supportive, and it needs to be charged.

But in today's situation, there is no choice.

Fortunately, An-Gehime can use her magic power to strengthen her body and delay a little time for Gojo Satoru.

She jumped to her feet and tried to climb on top of the beast's head, only to be caught in her thigh by a volley of tentacles full of suction cups.

Immediately after, he was flung by the tentacles, drawing a dizzying arc and throwing it into the air.

At this moment of crisis, Satoru Gojo still stood motionless.

Seeing that Ange Ji was about to fall into the pile of resentful spirits to be eaten, a figure with four long braids broke into the battlefield from the roof of a convenience store.

He first rescued the female teacher, and then landed gracefully: "You seem to need a little help." ”

The thin man had only one arm and some kind of spiked armor tied to it, and he looked to be some years old.

"Kotaro!" Ange Ji, who was going to close her eyes and wait for death, called out the man's name in surprise.

She didn't expect to meet the students of the year in this kind of place.

"It's me, Singer-sensei." Kotaro Kazama answered, put the female teacher down, and then rushed towards the undead creatures.

The ordinary resentful spirits along the way were not his enemies, and they were beaten into a mist by dividing five by two.

When he gets close to the undead, Kotaro's arms become slender and soft like streamers.

The barbed armor also showed its usefulness, making huge cuts in the undead as the arms swung.

And Kotaro is extremely fast, no matter how the undead wave their tentacles, they can't catch him.

I could only look at the afterimages in the air and be stunned.

But unfortunately, the loss of an arm had a great impact on Kotaro after all, so he was unable to inflict fatal damage on the rough-skinned undead.

The current situation did not allow him to use the black mist to recondense an arm to come out.

It's not clear to tell others that he and Black Mist are in the same group.

Fortunately, it didn't take long for Satoru Gojo to finally return to normal, shouting for Kotaro to dodge.

Subsequently, the fusion spell was unleashed, striking the reckless giant undead.

The ghostly fire that pulsed in the eyes of the undead suddenly stopped, and the fat body was driven out of a large hole large enough for the car to pass through, and the black mist in the body frantically escaped outward.

This proves that the king it reveres has abandoned it.

The powerful spell didn't even make the undead scream, but the departure of the black mist made it let out a painful wail.

After more than ten seconds, Rushan's body was only left with a thin layer of flesh on the outside, and then gradually melted like a candle, leaving a pool of black strange liquid in place.

After the undead creatures were removed, the resentful warriors slowly dispersed, as if they had come to see the excitement.

Wait until there is only an endless black fog left in the streets, and after three sorcerers.

Covering her nose and holding back her nausea, she pulled out six of her fingers from the liquid.

At this time, Satoru Gojo, who saw the situation just now, threw out an olive branch: "Do you want to come with us?" ”

Kotaro Kazama, who was cleaning up the minced meat on his arm, smiled heartily, "Okay." ”

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