Chapter 37: The man with his own sword, Suzuki Kawa...
Suzuki Kawa only has thirty seconds.
He could only hold out for thirty seconds.
This is the maximum extent to which his soul can be repaired. As long as his body is not crushed to ashes, there is always a glimmer of hope.
This special grade cursed spirit was not something he and Megumi Fushiguro could deal with. The system told him that the volcano-headed cursed spirit was already able to expand its domain, but he didn't even understand what a domain was.
Of course, his own psychic realm was different.
Although he had never experienced the realm of spells, Suzuki Kawa intuitively felt that the two were different.
In the darkness, feeling the sudden rise in temperature, Suzuki Kawa pursed his lips and fully released the control of the flames.
Outside the "tent," Gojo Satoru, with his hands in his pockets, looked up at the "tent" that was clearly not cast by Ijichi's cursed power. He turned to look at Ijichi: "Where's your 'tent'?"
"Didn't Mr. Gojo destroy it as soon as he arrived?" Ijichi whispered.
"Then someone opened another 'account' inside your 'account', didn't you know?" Gojo Satoru turned around and said in a faint voice, staring at the "account" that completely refused him entry.
Nothing could be seen on the surface of the chaos. The six eyes were shining, and the scene inside seemed to be covered with a thick layer of fog. He could only be sure that Fushiguro Megumi was still safe.
Also, his gaze was fixed on one place where he could vaguely see a blurry figure. He guessed that it was Suzuki Kawa... and Sukuna's finger on his body.
When he came in the morning, Rokugan was sure that there was absolutely no trace of Sukuna's finger here, not even a shadow.
The person behind the scenes has a close relationship with the general manager's office.
Gojo Satoru took off his sunglasses, and his captivating eyes flashed with a cold light. His mission was not a secret in the general directorate, but he would never allow anyone to pry into it.
He went there and came back in the morning, and in the afternoon Suzuki Kawa and Fushiguro Megumi went on a mission. During the few hours, someone came here and made some moves.
Who is the target? Suzuki Kawa?
If someone dies inexplicably during the mission he assigned, the pressure will fall on him first.
Gojo Satoru raised his eyes and saw the surface of the "tent". A sharp crescent-shaped knife seal flew out. When it touched the "tent", it only paused for a moment, and then broke through the "tent" and flew out.
He was stunned, and the next second, more violent knife marks fell on the "tent". In just a few seconds, the two intersecting knife lights destroyed the "tent" almost to pieces.
What happened? Gojo Satoru raised an eyebrow, teleported into mid-air, and successfully entered the "tent" through a large gap. He kept his "No Limits" on. He turned his head and greeted the sweaty Fushiguro Megumi next to him: "Good afternoon."
Fushiguro Megumi was startled by him. After she realized what was happening, she said with a pale face: "Ogawa is going to die."
The scope of the "tent" is actually not small, but Fushiguro Megumi can only occupy a small corner above. Below is densely packed with sword shadows and arcs made of flames. Only the small area where Suzuki Kawa stands is not swallowed by the flames.
The crimson blade slashed across Louhu's neck. It covered its burned neck and retreated with a look of fear on its face.
The cursed spirit's condition was not good. The overwhelming sword light filled with murderous intent made it feel scorching hot even though it was made of flames and born in a volcano.
No, it was not just scorching hot. When those purple knife shadows passed through the body, the inside wrapped in flames was actually bone-chillingly cold.
The concentration of the cursed energy was not enough to kill it, but the pain of being cut into pieces made it feel like every second was a year, and Louhu had already begun to think about escaping.
It didn't know if this guy had any tricks up his sleeve, but now it just wanted to escape from the pain and fear that felt like its body had been cut into 1,800 pieces.
It’s not that Louhu didn’t think about attacking Suzuki Kawa directly, but this man was almost roasted dry and didn’t move at all, and those attacks showed no sign of stopping.
This lunatic! Lou Hu cursed inwardly.
After realizing that the "tent" was broken, Louhu had already moved to the edge of the "tent" and turned around to escape.
When I turned around, I saw a tall man standing in front of me, his iconic white hair revealed his identity.
"Now that you're here, don't be in a hurry to leave." Gojo Satoru put his sunglasses back on his nose and looked at Louhu, with a smile that didn't reach his eyes.
Louhu looked at him with a vigilant look. Gouyu's repeated warnings to be careful of Gojo Satoru rang in his ears again. Under normal circumstances, he would have excitedly chosen to fight Gojo Satoru, but now -
Its whole body was overwhelmed by pain, and even the circulation of its cursed energy seemed to be paralyzed. It had absolutely no chance of winning against Gojo Satoru, so it was not so eager to fight.
At the 30th second, all the flames were retracted and the temperature inside the "tent" dropped, but Louhu had no mind to pay attention to that side. Gojo Satoru obviously did not intend to let go of this cursed spirit that came to his door and hurt his student. He punched him with a punch wrapped in cursed power, and Louhu was forced to defend himself.
As the paralysis caused by the burning continued, Lou Hu felt that his reaction was already very fast, but in the eyes of Gojo Satoru, it was obviously a beat too slow, and the cursed spirit was knocked back by a punch.
Megumi Fushiguro controlled the Nue to fall and ran towards the lying Suzuki Kawa in panic. The blond boy's hair was almost burnt, his skin was flushed red, and he lay motionless on the ground.
Six eyes scanned the surroundings in all directions. The hostility between Gojo Satoru's eyebrows was more obvious, but it was only concealed by his sunglasses. He looked at Louhu who was flying backwards, raised his hand, and sky-blue light condensed. Flying sand and rocks were covered with powerful curse power and shot towards Louhu.
The ground shook, and a huge gully appeared. Smoke and dust rolled up, and a shadow flashed by.
But Louhu disappeared.
Gojo Satoru felt the strong smell of gunpowder and a hint of lingering floral fragrance in the air. His six eyes took in the scene that had just happened. He did not continue to attack the cursed spirit that came to rescue him, but instead looked in that direction thoughtfully.
A special-grade cursed spirit with a sense of companionship? It seems there's been a major change in the cursed spirits.
The pupils that had changed color instantly behind the sunglasses returned to a beautiful sky blue. Gojo Satoru walked quickly towards the Suzuki River. When he reached the relatively clean stone slab, he squatted down and observed it carefully.
Fushiguro Megumi's face looked very unhappy: "How is Ogawa?"
"Ah. Severe burns, I guess." Gojo Satoru stood up, feeling a bit troubled. If he just carried Suzukikawa back to the technical high school by teleporting, Suzukikawa would lose at least half his life.
Just bring Glass over, she won’t mind.
"You look after Xiaochuan, I'll go find Gaozi."
After saying this, Gojo Satoru disappeared.
Megumi Fushiguro squatted beside the unresponsive Suzuki Kawa. He had just carefully turned Suzuki Kawa over, which touched the boy's skin. The boy's body tensed for a moment and he didn't move anymore.
The face was also an abnormal red, and strange lines appeared on the left and right sides of the face, which looked like cloud patterns, but not quite. One was red and the other purple. Fushiguro Megumi looked for a while and found that the lines gradually disappeared.
In the invisible space, Terasho Sangui also surrounded Suzuki Kawa.
The child stood on the ground, recalling the scene of flames and sword lights clashing in the "tent". Every sharp sword shadow carried a powerful force. If Louhu was not a cursed spirit but a vengeful spirit, he would have been killed without a burial place long ago.
It seems that there is still a barrier between spells and spiritualism.
Although the idea was completely different from his spiritualism, the power displayed was subtly in line with his "Flame Killing Realm". The perfect combination of flames and sword light filled the entire illusion and fell into reality.
Gojo Satoru came back quickly. Ieiri Shoko was caught by him and looked a little angry, but when she saw Suzuki Kawa, she suppressed her anger. She walked to Suzuki Kawa and performed the reversal technique without saying a word.
"Skin wounds still require going to the hospital. I can only treat wounds caused by cursed energy. The cursed energy of that cursed spirit is probably related to nature."
Gojo Satoru nodded and turned his head to look at Fushiguro Megumi: "Megumi should also go to the hospital. It seems that she is also injured."
Fushiguro Megumi looked back at him in confusion. Gojo Satoru tapped his cheek. He was stunned and raised his hand to touch his face, but shrank back at the stinging sensation.
Five minutes later, Naoko Ieiri stood up with obvious fatigue on her face. She subconsciously touched the pocket of her white coat, but found nothing. Gojo Satoru beside her looked at her and said, "Noko also needs to train her cursed power more."
"This has nothing to do with the proficiency of cursed power, you know that." Ieiri Shoko glanced at him.
The reversal technique caused Suzuki Kawa, who was lying on the ground with his head lowered, to remain unresponsive. She shook her head, ignoring Gojo Satoru's protests. After thinking for a moment, she said, "His body will repair itself."
Just like last time, although I was seriously injured, my body slowly began to repair itself.
Ieiri Shoko doesn't have the six eyes like Gojo Satoru, but she is sure that it is not a reversal technique. The reversal technique can only repair wounds caused by cursed energy, but Suzuki Kawa's self-healing can completely repair the body.
From the inside out to the very hair, it vows to restore the host to normal.
Gojo Satoru, who could see it from Ieiri Nozomi, naturally knew it too. He sent a message to Ijichi, briefly explaining the situation and asking someone to drive over.
After receiving Ijichi's instant reply, Gojo Satoru put his phone back in his pocket and looked at the three vengeful spirits standing next to him. Noticing the overly strong gaze, the three vengeful spirits also looked at him.
"He is the other half of the owner of the psychic eye, right?" the old man and Kyoka Takemura whispered.
Takemura Kyoka also nodded slightly.
As for Tera Takashi, he was too short to be whispered to.
When Gojo Satoru came in the morning, the three of them were so engrossed in playing cards that they didn't notice that there was someone standing in mid-air watching them.
"You all should go back to the technical high school together." After thinking for a moment, Gojo Satoru snapped his fingers.
A car arrived quickly, and several people ran over and carefully placed Suzuki Kawa on a stretcher. Glass folded her arms and looked at them, then turned her head to look at Gojo Satoru: "Aren't you going back?"
"As a dedicated homeroom teacher, of course I have to go to the hospital to accompany him." Gojo Satoru spread his hands, "Otherwise, who will sign?"
"Nano, remember to check my attendance~" Five minutes later, Gojo Satoru said with a smile, carrying Nano and teleporting back to the high school's medical office. As expected, he was called a "scumbag" before walking out the door.
Instead of rushing to the hospital, he took out a finger wrapped in layers of cloth from his pocket, stared at it with six eyes, and finally put it back into his pocket.
Let’s go to Jiku again later.
In the system space, looking at the precarious 1 on the customer panel, the system was almost scared to death.
It no longer secretly cursed Suzuki Kawa. 888 thought in a daze that if Suzuki Kawa had not sneezed and the output of cursed energy had not gone out of control, the cursed energy in his body would have been enough to perform another spell.
And it can completely operate behind the scenes to allow Suzuki Kawa to draw a high-power skill.
It would be willing to do so even if it means eating up all its stocks!
Just now, for a moment, Suzuki Kawa's health value dropped to zero, and the system seemed to have heard the order to return to the factory for reconstruction.
If it weren't for a small reminder that popped up after the health value returned to zero, the system would have fainted on the spot.
The electronic eyes watched Suzuki Kawa in the intensive care unit, and the system silently sent a message to the main brain.
[888: Boss, you didn't tell me earlier that he has a famous sword! !]
[AAA is committed to building a beautiful world of variety shows: If you don’t have enough permissions, earn more money and upgrade to see it^_^]
888, who was suddenly hit by the boomerang: ...
Continue read on readnovelmtl.com
