Chapter 160 The Seven Kings' Recognition

"What are they doing?!" A senior executive angrily threw the things in front of him to the ground. He looked at the screen in front of him, fear and confusion flashing in his eyes: "Do they really know the consequences of announcing the existence of the cursed spirit to the public?"

Human beings always have too many things to fear. In the past, all the fears about the heaven and earth, disasters, diseases, and death accumulated and generated cursed spirits. Sorcerers are constantly cleaning out these monsters in order to prevent them from having the chance to grow into an extremely terrifying existence.

But there has never been a curse spirit that was born out of hatred and fear of the curse spirit. This kind of thing that involves the entanglement of cause and effect is better off never being born!

Moreover, this is only one aspect. What is more terrifying is that if fear is everywhere, it means that countless cursed spirits will be born from this land. The more monsters there are, the more fear there is, and the more fear there is, the more cursed spirits there are. Once we fall into this unsolvable vicious circle, it means that humanity is likely to enter the end of the world.

"Who is it!" He gasped, "Looking at the speed of these media, they must have been prepared!"

His question could not be answered for the moment. Pei Zhen's current power was enough for him to become a dark figure in this world without using his card skills. And this time, it wasn't just his people who entered.

Kamo Tsukuyuki looked at the boiling emotions below. There was "light" of course, but there were more dark and negative emotions. They wrap around people like asphalt, baring their fangs and claws like monsters about to be born, as if they are about to devour their hosts in the next moment. In comparison, the amount of "light" is much smaller.

But even so, there are many of them. They gathered from below like stars, blending into the gauze-like mist, becoming wisps and strands in it, making it come alive.

Ryoumen Sukuna stared at it. He had a premonition that this thing that was taking shape was his natural enemy!

"What is this?" Gojo Satoru's six eyes were enough for him to see more. He recognized the star-like "light" and distinguished the wisp of "tent". "Are these all the positive emotions you have collected? What use are they?" Gojo Satoru was very puzzled. He even ignored the monster in front of him that almost sealed him, and did not miss any change in the thing above.

"Positive emotions are there. From ancient times to the present, it is impossible that no one has studied it, but there are no results. How can you produce results?" Gojo Satoru first thought silently in his heart, but more quickly, he overturned his previous doubts: "No, you are still different. You defeated me, the best in the world. You are different from all the people before you, and you will definitely succeed!" Thinking of this, a smile appeared on his face.

"It's that guy!" The "Noose" monster was very perceptive. It recognized the manipulator behind the scenes without any evidence. Its eyes rolled around and its whole body was shaking irregularly. It screamed in its heart: "It's him! It must be him!"

"Kamo Tsukiyuki!" It cried miserably after being abused. "It must be him! There must be something wrong with him!!"

"Otherwise, how could he suddenly become so powerful from a third-rate sorcerer!" He suddenly shouted urgently: "His problem is clearly visible. Is there any sorcerer who can make the curse spirit obey without casting any spells? He is a monster, the one who hides the deepest!"

No idea what had stimulated "羂索" and he was screaming like a madman, with the whites of his eyes rolled up as if he was extremely frightened.

“Haha,” Gojo Satoru sneered at him, “Are you afraid of the strong? You actually showed such an ugly face. You are really just a scum whose soul has rusted.”

Who cares how he became powerful? What matters is that he is a strong man now. Questioning and cursing him will only show your inferiority and panic.

Kamo Tsukiyuki watched the "gauze" woven by himself floating in everyone's sky, attracting all the spots of light. No one knows its use, and it has not shown its magic because it is still lacking something. There is still a long way to go.

[Silver·Treasures] [Red Silk Thread]. The inspiration comes from this. If only it were a [golden] thing, it would be able to be a medium that connects two things together, different from between people, and it can also expand the goal to a larger extent.

Maybe there are a lot of [Red Silk Threads], and he can weave them out as much as he wants, so that the range can cover the group. Unfortunately, he didn't have it, and couldn't copy it even if he wanted to. He could only supplement it from the side.

"Positive emotions" is the trial work he selected. He used the red silk thread as the guide and used it as the silk thread to weave the current "gauze dress". What he wanted was to spread the effect of the red silk thread.

This is his delusion. But [Silver·Skill] [Scientific Research Maniac·Taboo Seeker] makes it possible. It doesn’t matter if you have an idea, no matter how ridiculous the idea is, as long as you have the ability to turn it into reality.

This was already something he had expected.

Without waiting for the people below to question him, Kamo Tsukiyuki gently closed his eyes and called out in his heart: "My true self."

Then, he suddenly opened his eyes and said, "With fate as the guide and human thoughts as the thread, in order to end the endless tragedy and hatred for thousands of years, Slate, please give me your favor and start a new destiny for this world!"

His voice was not loud, but for some reason, everyone could hear it, as if it was echoing in their hearts.

Some people were shocked.

Pei Zhen laughed. He had taken off his mask, revealing his young, clean and handsome face. He stood in front of the stone slab in the Yuzhu Tower, facing the huge divine object. He stretched out his hand, and white light emanated from his whole body. A bright light also shone in his eyes, and the energy in his hand connected with the stone slab in front of him. The familiarity he gained during this period of time allowed him to control part of it. The stone slab also emitted light, and vast energy burst out from it.

At the same time, the Red King who was upstairs in the bar, the Blue King who was handling Tokyo affairs, the Green King, the Gray King, the Gold King who was in another room in the Royal Pillar Tower, and the Silver King who had not come down from the airship for decades, were all slightly startled.

"It's a slate..."

Pei Zhen's hair and clothes danced wildly in the energy flow, but his body remained motionless. He spoke, "In the name of the Colorless King, I grant your request."

The sound is clear, mellow and full of majesty.

Everyone listened, and for some reason, felt as if they were participating in an epic.

The first to respond was the Blue King. Reiji Munakata stood outside the black cover that had just been broken, feeling the increasingly urgent vibrations coming from the royal sword in his heart. He thought about everything that had happened in the past few hours and seemed to understand something. Pushing his glasses, he smiled slightly, leaning his long sword in front of him, and showing his own royal sword, "In the name of the 'Blue King', I acknowledge your righteousness!"

Awashima Seri, who was standing next to her, was shocked. She looked at the king she was loyal to with confusion.

The slate exploded with even more energy, a small portion of which almost became a pillar of light.

"Hurry!" Some people who had been prepared seemed to realize something. They urged to spread the video of the cursed spirit devouring people to more places, including Japan, neighboring countries, overseas, and Africa. More intense and threatening words also spread along with the video. People were puzzled, sneering, horrified, and afraid. "With the memory of a better life in mind, look forward to it with infinite longing, hoping that you still have personal freedom!"

So "light" came from all over the world and gathered in this sky.

Suohon-sama in Houmaira received the message transmitted through the stone tablet. Without giving it too much thought, he just turned over gently and continued to fall into deep sleep. "'Red King', I agree."

The family members below looked at each other for a few seconds, but then they returned to the feast as usual.

Guo Changlu Dajue stood in front of the window. He shook his sleeves and said with a consoling smile, "In the name of the 'King of Gold', I agree to your request."

Adolf K. Weitzman on the airship heard his old friend's voice. He raised his eyebrows, turned the red wine glass in his hand, and said, "'Silver King' recognizes your vision."

In Yokohama City, Himizu clenched his fists. He simply could not accept this thing that happened to him suddenly without any warning. Although the stone tablet conveyed the cause and effect, he would never easily admit such an inexplicable...

He gritted his teeth, but his royal sword continued to vibrate more and more violently, and his face turned red.

Feng Shengwu, who was standing at the side, looked at his stubborn appearance and sighed. He stroked the spine of the Bible in his hand and said, "In the name of the 'King of Gray', I agree."

The water flow could not bear the increasing pressure from the stone slab on the other side. He closed his eyes and squeezed out a voice from between his teeth: "'Green King', yes."

With the consent of these kings, the slate completely exploded, and unprecedented energy rushed into the sky. The Dresden slate, which had been restricted for decades, showed its power to summon seven kings. It vibrated violently and connected with the other party.

"I grant you Chaos."

"I grant you 'order'."

"I grant you 'power'."

"I grant you 'destiny'."

"I grant you immortality."

"I grant you 'protection'."

"I grant you 'change'."

The faces of the seven kings flashed in the torrent of energy. The seven huge swords of Damocles represented by them appeared in the world at the same time, which was rare. The power they wielded also descended and headed towards Tokyo. Kamo Tsukiyuki stretched out his hand and guided the "clothes" that had not yet taken shape to accept this incomparably generous gift.

Even the most ordinary things will be reborn under such a gift. The "clothes" woven with "golden thread" finally passed the particularly important part under the impetus of this vast energy. It shines brightly, like flowing water, emitting the colors of colorful glass.

It seems like the most beautiful thing in the world.