Chapter 101 The blood feud ends. The fireworks in your eyes are bright but short-lived.
December 31, 2018.
In Shinjuku, Tokyo's busiest neighborhood, people step out of their homes to celebrate the New Year's Eve in the bustling crowd, looking forward to the grand fireworks that symbolize the arrival of the new year.
At seven o'clock in the evening, someone found that they were blocked by an invisible and colorless wall, unable to enter or exit.
“Is this a secret program arranged by the government?”
"Has technology developed to the point where we can build air walls?"
"Hey, stop it! Let me pass!"
The festive music on New Year's Eve is still playing, and most people are still in a relaxed and happy mood.
Until some people were caught off guard and torn to pieces by the sharp claws of ferocious beasts, dying horribly.
In an extremely dangerous situation, people saw cursed spirits reaping lives!
Amid the brightly lit and festive atmosphere, the sound of joy never stopped.
The inside of the [tent] became a real slaughterhouse.
——Postponed by two months, the venue was changed from Shibuya to Shinjuku.
The plan for the noose never stopped, only the details changed due to the intervention of historical revisionists.
In the future he obtained, Yumenjiang successfully sealed Gojo Satoru, and his plan went smoothly. Therefore, there was almost no need for changes in the early stage.
But Xu Suo accidentally lost the key curse spirit - Zhenren. So he had to make more preparations to replace the effect of Wuwei transformation.
But what he didn't know was that Gojo Satoru had also obtained the same future intelligence and had already made arrangements for it.
Even though there were differences in time and place, when the day finally came, most sorcerers encountered almost no resistance and quickly took their positions.
This was a highly efficient operation that had never been seen in the original history. Because at this time, the magic world had just lost a large number of old guys who should not have been able to see the situation clearly and cause trouble!
All arrangements in the curse world are trying to avoid casualties among ordinary people, but it's not just the curse spirits that are chasing humans, the Time Travel Army has also appeared on the chaotic streets!
The Time Travel Army has always been used to disrupt history. They have powerful combat power and can undoubtedly crush any ordinary person!
They are not like cursed spirits. Ordinary people can also see the sharp blades in their hands that reap lives.
The dying cries of those who had no ability to resist could be heard everywhere.
In order to survive, the crowd in the [tent] was instructed to shout: "We want Gojo Satoru!"
As Nozomi wished, at 8:31 pm, Gojo Satoru appeared.
He quickly exorcised all enemies within his sight, just like his reputation as the strongest.
Louhu led Hanamikaze and Togen, three special-grade cursed spirits with advanced intelligence, to besiege Gojo Satoru.
They thought that Gojo Satoru would not be able to exert his full strength due to the consideration of the weak human, and that their top-level special-grade cursed spirits would be more than enough to deal with Gojo Satoru. But they still underestimated him! They underestimated Gojo Satoru!
Try your best, fight to the death! But still lose!
Gojo Satoru was ruthless! He had no intention of taking the enemy lightly, and was determined to end the battle quickly and at any cost! He would never let any of these extremely dangerous special-grade cursed spirits escape! He would never let them have the chance to survive and harm his precious students!
The special grade cursed spirit had no power to fight back! But Gojo Satoru remained calm!
Fortunately, in order to create an opportunity to disrupt the audience, they prepared to fill the subway car with humans and cursed spirits...
It's a pity that the real person didn't live to see this day, otherwise his cyborg would be the best choice...
However, the special cursed spirits never waited for the arrival of that subway.
——The magic world and the public security organs immediately stopped all transportation coming and going here.
Until the moment before being exorcised and turned into ashes and disappeared, Lou Hu was still asking himself.
Hadn't he already tested the terrifying power of Gojo Satoru?
Why did we listen to Geto Suguru and think that siege and strategy could create the conditions for the seal after hearing his few words?
He began to resent Geto Suguru.
It's all a scam!
Their existence is the sacrifice arranged by the curse master Xia Youjie to consume Gojo Satoru! If they survived from Gojo Satoru, they could naturally carry out the so-called follow-up plan, but from the beginning, Xia Youjie never imagined the possibility of them being alive!
Despicable human beings!
Being able to force Gojo Satoru to expand his domain, making him briefly tired, and thus causing him to hesitate for a moment at the critical moment - this is the real arrangement that Nozomi has made for the intelligent cursed spirit this time!
Hanami has already dissipated, and Tagore was exorcised during the battle...
The last defeated Louhu tried his best to turn his head, staring at the panting Gojo Satoru with his cloudy eyes.
Since my companions have died, I cannot escape the fate of death. My great cause and dream cannot be completed in this lifetime. We will meet again thousands of years later...
Then let him witness the sealing of Gojo Satoru with his own eyes! Witness the beginning of the destruction of mankind with his own eyes!
…
Before the head was destroyed, the last image in Louhu's vision was captured by the brain of the cursed spirit...
Geto Summer Oil is here.
*
"Long time no see, Wu." Geto Xiayou raised a familiar smile.
The 29-year-old white-haired young man was startled and raised his head.
In this hell on earth with blood and screams everywhere, Geto Xiayou's refreshing smile is still so gentle, just like the young man who hid his confidence and arrogance in humility when he was in high school, just like the picture that has emerged clearly countless times in his memories...
He only needed a simple sentence to bring Gojo Satoru back to those three years of high spirits...
Bring back the days with like-minded peers, the impulse to act recklessly, the eternally blue sky and the eternally gentle sea...
Panic, screaming, death.
The human's cry before death awakened Gojo Satoru from his daze.
This is not a training ground for high school students, but Shinjuku, the hell on earth!
This person is not his only best friend Geto Suguru, but the despicable Noose who has taken over Geto Suguru's body!
——This is not a memory that will never fade, this is an absurd but true reality!!!
Gojo Satoru was stunned for only a brief moment, but it was too late.
The prison gate turned into shackles, making Gojo Satoru unable to move!
Even though he already knew how to activate the Prison Gate, already knew that the fake Geto Suguru in front of him was Nozomi, and already knew the Nozomi's sealing plan...
But Gojo Satoru still couldn't escape.
Gojo Satoru struggled in his restraints, feeling the disappearance of his cursed energy and physical strength, and realized that he was truly doomed this time.
He had taken off his blindfold during the battle, and the hatred and rage in his six eyes seemed to be burning Geto Suguru's body!
He sneered in hatred: "What a good trick!"
The gentle smile on "Suguru Geto's" face gradually disappeared, replaced by an exaggerated grin.
"Hahahaha Gojo Satoru, aren't you happy to see your best friend resurrected?"
Although Nozomi imagined that Gojo Satoru would lose consciousness after seeing Geto Suguru and be sealed and imprisoned after meeting the conditions of the Prison Gate, his first reaction when facing the fake best friend should be to deny his identity and angrily ask who he is!
Anyway, it’s not the reaction now.
But the pleasure of having a superior skill made Luosuo a little too proud of himself!
Moreover, despite the hasty preparations, the carriages filled with humans and cursed spirits that were supposed to arrive on time were stopped by the government, and the three special-grade cursed spirit wastes did not make Gojo Satoru tired to the expected extent, causing him to actually take a huge risk by showing up...
But risks and opportunities coexist!
Isn’t this still a success! Hahahaha!
He finally cleared the biggest obstacle to his millennium plan!
"Get out of Jay's body!"
The angrier Gojo Satoru got, the more proud Nose became.
So what if he is the strongest in a thousand years? As a human being, you have weaknesses. If someone finds your weaknesses, you will be at the mercy of others!
The great cause is about to be accomplished, and the wails of the losers are so beautiful!
In order to show off before Gojo Satoru was sealed, Nozomi uncovered his scalp.
The flesh-pink brain is exposed to the air as the sutures are peeled back.
In the place where a human skull should have been, a grinning mouth opened on the coiled brain. This scene is still extremely bizarre in the world of sorcery!
Nozomi felt it was a pity that both the real person and Rokuko Hanami had been exorcised. The plan to fight with the special cursed spirit was also stopped by Nanami Kento.
Wandering in the underground passages were only a few mindless time travellers.
At this moment, there was no "person" by his side to share this rare joy with him!
Look at these six eyes filled with anger. When they see the body of their best friend being defiled, they bloom with such amazing beauty!
The lasso shook his head, feeling a kind of loneliness that comes from the sacrifice of thousands of soldiers for the success of a general...
"Good night, Gojo Satoru."
"See you in the new world."
——
The subway passage on the underground floor was severely damaged during the battle between Gojo Satoru and the Curse Spirit. The ceiling and load-bearing walls were not spared, and it looked like there was a risk of collapse at any time! The ground was broken, and if you looked up at the subway station, you could even see the sky with the stars and the moon covered by a curtain!
The underground lighting system was still basically functioning normally, except that some lights were flickering.
…
When the soft light hit the top of the noose's head, it did not arouse his vigilance at first.
It was because the light was too ordinary, and ordinary people couldn't even perceive it in the underground passage where the artificial lighting was not dim!
Zhuosuo just thought that the light bulb no longer had poor contact and could emit light stably, and didn't take it seriously.
But when he realized that there was something wrong with his cursed power, the light that had no offensive power finally showed its fangs!
!
"What! How could I--" He was shocked!
When he raised his head, he saw the person kneeling on the edge of the landslide - it was Shirasu Gawa whom he hadn't seen for a long time!
Looking again, Bai Qichuan's palm, which was stretched out with great effort, was glowing slightly, which was the fatal light source to the noose at that moment!
"Hei Mu is dead! Big catfish!——"
"Kill him!"
Nose panicked, and while releasing a large number of cursed spirits, he quickly used sutures to close his forehead again!
When the noose covers the main body, the effect will be greatly weakened.
But it was too late.
Bai Suchuan waved his hand, and the Tsukumogami hidden behind him rushed forward to fight!
He did not have much spiritual power to use for repairs, so he only brought two teams this time, most of which were equipped with short swords.
The spiritual power he had just released to weaken the noose was the result of his desperate efforts. After stopping, he collapsed to the ground, unable to even open his eyes. The little tigers that stayed by his side whimpered as they tried to support him. Bai Qichuan's weak hands fell on the fluffy little animals, bringing him a little warmth.
Feel sorry.
He couldn't participate in the subsequent battles...
"general--"
"My Lord, how are you! Damn you guys..."
In order to protect their lord who was determined to take risks, the Fusangshin intercepted the swarming cursed spirits in front of the young man and fought with all their might to prevent the danger from approaching their weak Shinsengumi!
The weak and fallen figures of the Shinsengumi were reflected in the sword's eyes. Although there were no cracks on their bodies, they seemed to be broken by the pain...
The sound of the fierce battle between the Fusangshen and the cursed spirits reached Shirasukawa's ears, and he opened his eyes in a daze.
The katana tsukumogami, who always talk about loyalty, is like the strongest wall, keeping evil spirits out.
Yakiri Hasebe's eyes were bloodshot, and his murderous intent was far more violent than that of the filthy cursed spirit! Those at the center of the battle couldn't even tell friend from foe just by their aura!
The [Cowardly] trait on Shirasu River's panel flashed, then dimmed...
Since being transformed by the real person, he has been living in fear and instability. After being forced to leave Honmaru and flee to the real world, he feels even more confused about the future...
He was in danger of death if he wasn't careful, and enemies and evil creatures were attacking him from all directions. The fighting power of the Fusangjin who were protecting him was not sufficient. Perhaps the cursed spirits would break through the blockade in the next moment...
[Death] is so close!
But at this moment, just seeing the backs of the people fighting in front of him made him feel at ease.
Bai Suchuan thought: I have been afraid and avoiding it all this time, until I was forced to face it because of the responsibility that I could not give up... I forced myself to come to this point, and finally I faced my past nightmare.
He is afraid of death, so he hides himself. Is it really what he wants to live safely like this?
His sword and his retainers were clearly born for fighting!
Do they really want to have a cowardly lord!
But fear, fear, fear...
How can human fear be overcome so easily?
Until he made up his mind to use his spiritual power to transform into a noose prison, he seemed to be brave and fearless, but in fact he was still afraid of death in his heart.
Until the Fusang Gods built the last line of defense for him, devoting their loyalty and love to their beloved lord...
At last, there was no more fear in the heart of their timid lord.
Bai Suchuan exhaled lightly and muttered to himself.
Haha, what is there to be afraid of?
*
Everything happened in the blink of an eye.
It was so fast that the noose didn't even have time to retract the prison gate. His curse spirit was still pouring out in the direction of Baisuchuan. He had just covered his head and was frantically preparing to sew it...
——A flash of white knife appeared!
With one knife—pick up the brain hidden under the skull and throw it into the air!
Two cuts——cut off the tissue adhered to Geto Suguru!
Three knives—the brain was in the air and split into two halves!
Then came countless knives that were difficult for the human eye to capture!
——
The gorgeous sword Fusangshen, with a maneuverability beyond that of a katana, chopped the noose body with one blow after another! The sword shadow was as fast as lightning, and the figure flying up and down was like a white crane, flying in the blood mist!
No one knows where Tsurumaru Kuninaga came from!
Just like his favorite prank, he strikes at just the right moment and brings the ultimate scare!
The blood mist exploded in the air, and after the brain left Geto's body, it could no longer use the curse spirit manipulation technique to control the curse spirit. The noose may have a variety of attack capabilities, but even if he has thousands of methods, he can't use them under Tsurumaru Kuninaga's intensive attacks!
Tsurumaru's sword is extremely fast!
When the knife shadow finally died down, only a ball of flesh remained on the ground! The bloody rain was still drifting, evenly staining Tsurumaru Kuninaga's bloodstained white clothes red.
He wiped the blood off his face, then glanced at Geto Suguru's incomplete body and looked into Gojo Satoru's eyes.
Gojo Gonan, who was still restrained by the prison gate, laughed bitterly: "Ha, how cunning! You actually got there first!"
——Tsurumaru Kuninaga killed Nosobo before Gojo Satoru could avenge his best friend.
"Its fate has not been reserved by anyone, so of course it's first come, first served!"
"But this is good too!" Gojo Satoru sighed. He looked at the body of his best friend solemnly, thinking that at least his students would not suffer the same pain as before.
"Oh, by the way, I can't move now. Help me find if there is Ryoumen Sukuna's finger on Jay. We can't just throw this thing away now."
Tsurumaru Kuninaga remained silent.
He slashed his sword twice, trying to cut open the prison door chain that imprisoned Gojo Satoru, but found that he could not move it at all! If he continued to use force, cracks would appear on his body! Tsurumaru Kuninaga raised his hand to show that he was powerless: "It seems that you can only squat here for now."
Without the cursed spirits being released continuously towards Shirasu Gawa, the Fusangjin gradually became more capable of dealing with the situation. Yakiri Hasebe was the first to leave the battle and helped the young man who had fallen to the ground up. Tsurumaru Kuninaga saw that Shirasu Gawa was leaning against Hasebe, watching the situation below from the edge of the ground collapse.
Although Tsurumaru Kuninaga had a friendship with Gojo Satoru, he was not in the mood to reminisce about the past.
He shook off the blood on the knife and tried to fly upstairs!
[Prison Gate-Closed]
"Well--"
Gojo Satoru was immediately clamped tightly! The prison gate closed and eventually turned into a square box covered with eyes!
Just like the original history, Gojo Satoru, the strongest in the world of curse, was sealed in the Prison Gate!
! ! ?
The noose has turned into a pool of mud! He is still alive!
He actually has a way to hide it from Six Eyes!
The sorcerer who has been preparing for a thousand years has been hiding in the dark, but the six-eyed genius will appear every few hundred years. Even if the six-eyed ones in the past were not as brilliant as Gojo Satoru, it is indeed possible that the cautious Nozomi made preparations to conceal the truth!
He really succeeded!
Faking death right under Gojo Satoru's nose!
But today, Jiang Jiu can't let the noose escape no matter what!
Otherwise all the efforts will be in vain!
Bai Qichuan made a prompt decision and cut his palm deeply, then scattered the blood mixed with spiritual power!
"Lord!!!" Yakiri Hasebe screamed!
The blood containing spiritual energy was knocked apart in the air by Bai Suchuan, and fell from the sky and poured onto the meat paste that the noose had turned into.
"ah--"
A clear and rapid scream was heard!
The lump of flesh was squirming in pain, there was no way for it to escape!
The shrill, desperate screams grew weaker and weaker, and the flesh in the blood began to emit the curse filth that had been unable to condense when the cursed spirit was exorcised. The thick black curse power gradually faded, leaving only the remnants of curse power all over the ground.
This time, there was no doubt about Nozomi's death.
"How can you be so careless about your body! Do you care about your own life?"
Yakiri Hasebe hurriedly tried to stop Shirasu's bleeding, and was so angry that he had the guts to accuse the Shinsengumi of committing the heinous crime of hurting him!
"Yes, my lord! My lord, wuu ...
"General, you are really going to scare everyone to death!"
"I will never be friends with my lord again!!!"
…
Bai Suchuan was in the wrong, so he had to ask for forgiveness with a weak look and put on a reliable attitude to comfort the crying little daggers.
When the dust settled, the [tent] that had been covering the sky over Shinjuku shattered and disappeared, and the crescent moon once again shone on the ruins.
Shirasuga coaxed the tearful daggers and sent the swords that were still capable of fighting to clean up the time-traveling army and scattered cursed spirits wandering around Shinjuku.
Yakiri Hasebe said, "It's time to go back, my lord. Chokudaikiri should have prepared some soba noodles for us."
Bai Suchuan suddenly remembered today.
Also, I remembered——
He lowered his head and looked down. He saw Tsurumaru Kuninaga standing on the edge of the underground track, covered in blood. He had a pair of golden eyes open and was looking up at the sky aimlessly.
The ancient sword that is half cursed and half a god of mourning is detached from its former colleagues and seems to be out of touch with the world.
Just now he was standing very close to the noose, and Bai Qichuan's blood also fell on his white hair, mixed with the blood stained in the battle, and the clean feathers of the white crane became dirty. But he didn't seem to be in a hurry to clean the blood on his body, just casually holding the knife and looking at the stars.
They happened to look at each other.
“Swoosh—Pah—”
That night, the first cluster of fireworks rose into the sky.
Then countless dazzling colors bloomed, stayed, and fell in the air.
Although they were too far away, or perhaps it was just an illusion due to his weakness, Shirasuga saw the fireworks reflected in Tsurumaru Kuninaga's golden pupils.
Brilliant, beautiful, and short-lived.
The new year has arrived.
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