Chapter Forty-Eight: Filth and Filth Are Cleansed
December 24 at 9 a.m., Osaka.
"Come, come, eat."
The assistant overseer pushes a cart to distribute the bread and water.
Gray Yuan Xiong bit the bread and said indistinctly, "If the other party attacks now, won't we be caught off guard......
"Shut your crow's mouth!" Atsuya Kusakabe glared at Hiroshi Gray Hara fiercely: "If the other party really jumps out suddenly, I'll ask you!" ”
looked at Gu Yan'an, who was standing motionless on the roof of the building, and said with emotion: "It's really fortunate...... Don't even eat? ”
"Maybe you want to lose weight? I heard that this kind of bread is easy to make people gain weight, I read a news a few days ago, saying that there is a person who has been eating bread and gained dozens of pounds......"
The smile on his face stiffened slightly.
"Gray Plains."
"Huh?"
"Can I please shut up?"
"Why? I'm not done yet. I also went to the website to find a selfie of that person. Wow, that stomach is almost on the ground...... Yes!! ”
Shen Ming stomped on the gray plain's male foot, and said with a smile: "I said shut up, don't you understand?" ”
“…… Be. ”
He snorted coldly, glanced at the bread he had eaten most of the bread in his hand, and threw it out.
Looking at the back of the darkness and the distance, Gray Yuan Yu wiped the cold sweat on his forehead, and continued to say to the sun, Atsuya said: "Let me tell you, that person not only has a big belly, but also ......"
The lower part of the sun avoided it, wanting to seek clarity elsewhere, but Gray Hara followed him closely every step of the way.
After a while, the sheer amount of information almost exploded in Hyushita's head, and he sat down on the ground, looking desperately at Gray Hara's mouth churning up and down.
On the other side, a white-haired imp crouched on the ground, staring at the bread that had been thrown away.
"Hey, hey, hey, this is the bread my sister ate...... No, no, no, you'll be scolded for being perverted...... I just don't want to waste food...... No, no, my sister will hate me...... Just lick it...... No, no, no......"
Yoyo's face was cloudy, and he felt an angel and a demon appear on his shoulders, chattering into his ears.
……
December 24, 12 noon, Yokohama.
Otoku looked around nervously, his hand holding the knife trembling a little, and he kept wiping sweat on his pants.
"What kind of woman do you like, boy?"
Hearing this slightly familiar question, Otoku looked up blankly.
Ninety-nine Yuki smiled and asked, "What, are you scared?" ”
"No, one of my seniors asked me the same question......"
"Dongtang, he is my disciple...... But I mean, are you scared by the upcoming battle? ”
Otogu opened his mouth, not knowing what to say for a moment.
Ninety-nine Yuki squatted down and said to himself, "Fear is a good thing...... It was engraved in the blood of the ancestors of mankind and handed down all the way down, and it is a gift to us. ”
"Fear is the one that keeps us out of danger and allows us to protect ourselves. But there are always some people in this world who are obviously very scared, but they still have to complete what they have to do. That's why people say that they are very brave. ”
Ninety-nine Yuki touched Otoku's head: "Young man, if you can come here, you are already a brave person!" ”
"Yes...... Is it? ”
"Of course! Hurry up and get something to eat, don't get hungry when the time comes! ”
"Oh." Otogu nodded dumbly.
Then he was surprised to find that his hands were no longer shaking.
……
December 24 at 2 p.m., Tokyo.
Satoru Gojo lies in a rocking chair, enjoying the winter sun.
Whenever the sunlight does not reach him, the rocking chair automatically levitates and falls in the most suitable position.
Zenin Maki is very unaccustomed to Gojo Satoru's lazy state:
“…… What the hell is going on with this person? Is he really the strongest? ”
"Salmon." Dog rolls are equally skeptical.
"Shhhh Whisper. The panda hurriedly raised his finger and put it in front of his lips: "Of course, Gojo-sensei is the strongest, this is recognized by the spell world." ”
Zenin Maki pouted: "Why? Just because he can sleep on the battlefield? ”
"How can I tell you......" The panda scratched his head, unable to hold back a word for a long time.
He and Singh came to Maki's side in a wheelchair: "Let me talk about it." The most intuitive way to say it is that Mr. Gojo defeated Mr. Gu, understand? ”
"Defeated that pervert?" Maki Zenin was stunned.
Although she usually gritted her teeth with all kinds of hatred for Gu Yan'an, she also knew that the difference in strength between the two was probably like a moat.
And the blindfold in front of him, which looked like a bad boy, actually defeated Gu Yan'an?
"The two of them...... Aren't they all premium? ”
"There is also a gap between the special grades, and the B bone is also a special grade, do you think he can beat Teacher Gu?"
“…… You continue. ”
"Tell you one more thing." After pondering for a moment, he said, "You should know that the world of spells underwent a revolution in '06, right? ”
Zenin Maki nodded: "I know, but I'm not impressed, I just remember that there were suddenly many more adults in the family at that time......"
"That's because the conservatives who were opposed to change at the time wanted to stop it by going on strike. And in order to continue the reform, Mr. Gu, Mr. Gojo, and Mr. Xia Yatsu from Kyoto all took over the tasks that should be carried out by the conservatives. ”
But then for some reason, Mr. Xia Yau became the principal of Kyoto High School, and Mr. Gu also needed time to solve the problem of uncooperative conservatives...... From '08 to '10, more than 60% of the curse events in the country were done by Gojo-sensei alone. ”
Zenin Maki said incredulously, "Alone? ”
"Oh, two people to be exact, and an auxiliary overseer."
“……”
"Got it, that's the strongest weight...... He is called the strongest because he is Satoru Gojo. ”
Maki Zenin looked at Satoru Gojo who was lying in a rocking chair again.
The strange thing is that when I looked at it this time, I actually saw a little strong aura.
Look at his mysterious blindfold, look at his vigorous posture, look at the corners of his mouth raised......
Wait, isn't he sleeping? What to laugh at?
Satoru Gojo rolled over.
Haha, keep boasting! Don't stop!
……
December 24, 6 p.m., Kyoto.
Xia Youjie has released more than 2,000 spell spirits, causing them to fall into a deep sleep throughout Kyoto.
Although Xia Youjie has an absolute master-slave relationship with the spell spirits subdued by the spell spirit manipulation technique, it is really unrealistic to want to accurately manipulate thousands of spell spirits at the same time.
Operate a single spell and do whatever you want. However, once it becomes a plural number, the difficulty of manipulation skyrockets.
Xia Youjie could only give some simple orders to these thousands of spell spirits, such as attacking and retreating.
They couldn't understand more complex commands, such as chewing bubblegum, shaking a hula hoop, jumping 100 ropes, and then slapping Gu Yan'an.
Xia Youjie made the spell spirits remember the aura of the monsters who attacked the Tokyo High School in the first place, and gave an order:
Don't attack humans.
Encounter a creature with this breath and attack directly!
Xia Youjie took into account the situation of the emergence of a curser, but these low-level curses could not distinguish the difference between a curser and a curser, so he simply gave up.
"Lord Xiayou, you can eat something." Mimiko stepped forward with a bowl of instant noodles.
Xia Youjie waved his hand and smiled gently: "I'm not hungry, you can eat." ”
"I've eaten it all......" Mimiko put the instant noodles on the ground and asked cautiously, "Natsuyo-sama, do you have something on your mind?" ”
"Me?" Xia Youjie was stunned for a moment, and then looked ahead without saying a word.
After a long silence, Xia Youjie spoke: "What the hell am I here for?" ”
I was already disgusted with those monkeys, but why did I come here and risk my life?
Xia Youjie looked at the sorcerers who were busy preparing for the battle, and a thought appeared in his heart that he didn't even want to look at directly:
Is it really worth it?
Mimiko hesitated and said, "You're not here...... Protect us? ”
“……”
Xia Youjie looked at Mimiko in shock.
"Yes, did I say the wrong thing? I'm sorry......" Mimiko was so anxious that tears were about to come out.
"No, no, Mimiko, you're right...... Haha, hahahaha......" Xia Youjie suddenly looked up to the sky and laughed, ignoring the strange eyes of the people around him.
The laughter echoed through the empty streets for five or six minutes.
Xia Youjie stood up, there was no confusion in his eyes, and he became more energetic than before:
"Mimiko, I'm not going to let any of you die."
……
Dec. 24 at nine p.m.
Over Tokyo, Kyoto, Osaka, Yokohama, a black ball appeared at the same time.
With the cracking of the sphere, many monsters transformed from human corpses smashed into the battlefield like raindrops!
"Born from darkness, from darkness to darkness."
The assistant overseers chanted the incantation, and their mana was connected to each other:
"Cleanse all the filth and filth."
A huge enchantment enveloped the four cities, and it also locked the sorcerers and monsters together.
The auxiliary overseers did not leave.
They bowed their heads and prayed silently:
"Cleanse all the filth and filth."