Chapter 148 Chapter 148 Original Body vs. Replica (Part 1)…
Raising hands means surrender.
Gojo Satoru had no interest in an opponent who had no intention of fighting, and Yuyin had warned him in advance not to fight as soon as they met.
Fyodor raised his hands, his expression relaxed, not a trace of the nervousness of facing a powerful enemy. "Ryomen Sukuna? Sounds like the name of a mythical figure. Does he really exist in your world of sorcerers?"
Yuyin quickly saw through his intentions: "This tactic of stalling for information won't work on me. Tell me the truth. Who was the curse master who gave you the cursed item? Where did you meet?"
Fyodor shrugged, showing no sign of embarrassment at having his purpose exposed. "In our line of work, there's no way we'd reveal our identities in person. I don't know who they are. They approached me while I was gathering information about the sorcery world in Tokyo."
Yuyin pressed further, "What does it look like? You must have seen it, right?"
"Hmm, what does he look like?" Fyodor said, pretending to think and recall. "A young man with a strange bun and wearing a monk's robe."
As he described, the expressions of Yuyin and Gojo Satoru couldn't help but change, because this really looked like someone they were very familiar with.
Although Yuyin had told him before that she saw someone who looked like Takeru Suguru, she was not sure whether the other person was the real person or someone was using Takeru Suguru's body.
If it was the former, even though he saw the other person die with his own eyes, with the example of Yuyin, it seemed that resurrection from the dead was not completely impossible.
If it's the latter, he will never let go of anyone who insulted Jay's body!
"Where is that person? Tell me!"
Almost in an instant, Fyodor was grabbed by the collar and lifted up by Gojo Satoru.
The feeling of having his throat tightly constricted by his clothes and his legs hanging in the air was not pleasant, but the smile on Fyodor's face did not change at all. He only raised his eyebrows with interest when he noticed something unusual when he put his hand on the back of the other person's hand.
It's interesting that there's no real feeling of touching human skin. Is it some kind of ability that can isolate it from third parties?
"It's just a simple alley outside the black market intelligence location. If you go there now, the person will definitely be gone."
Yuyin placed her hand on Gojo Satoru's arm and soothed him, "Senior, calm down."
Gojo Satoru paused for a moment, then suddenly threw the man to the ground.
The relatively thin Russian rolled half a circle and used his hands to support himself, thus avoiding such a mess.
"Where's the item? When he gave you the special-grade spell item, it must have been placed in a specially sealed box, right?"
Yuyin pressed further, saying that as long as they got the sealed box, based on the remaining cursed energy on it, whether they used the tracking technique of the demon hunter or let Senior Gojo use the six eyes to analyze it, they could further track the other party's position or lock on the other party's true identity.
"Are you looking for this?"
A man in a white dress and cloak was squatting on the rooftop of the rooftop stairs, which was higher than everyone else. He was throwing a long and narrow wooden box wrapped in talisman paper up and down in his hands. If you look closely, you will find that the talisman paper is already in a torn state. It must have been damaged when the wooden box was opened.
Gojo Satoru finally snorted in impatience, "You hid in the dark as soon as you heard some noise. Are you a rat? You didn't really think no one would notice you, did you? Humph, just a mere spatial ability."
The moment he teleported over with Yuyin using [Cang], this person cleverly used his supernatural power to teleport away from the rooftop. If he had not used his six eyes to lock onto the supernatural power fluctuations of the two people from the beginning, he might have been fooled by the other party's trick.
"It seems like this audience member really looks down on spatial abilities." Gogol stood up and raised his cloak. "But my performance this time also requires the audience's cooperation, otherwise this important wooden box will BOOM! It's going to fall to the ground and shatter into pieces~"
The moment he raised his cloak, the wooden box in his hand disappeared.
Gojo Satoru did not hesitate at all. He immediately used [Cang] to lock the direction and disappeared from the spot in an instant.
"Wow, you're indeed an audience member who's well-versed in the art of spatial transfer. This rescue was truly spectacular."
Gogol clapped his hands, and took advantage of the moment to lure the tiger away from the mountain to move Fyodor away from Yuyin again, and also nimbly dodged Yuyin's arrow which had no spiritual power.
"Dear Ms. Saionji, I'm not the main character in this show. I think you have more important things to do, so I have to force you to do it." He leaned over and saluted. "I'm just a magician who came here with good intentions to help. I'll be leaving now~"
His rippling voice still lingered in the air on the rooftop, but the two of them had long since disappeared.
"You let them both go?" Gojo Satoru, who teleported back after rescuing the wooden box, asked. He was sure that Yuyin could deal with the two of them, so he teleported back without hesitation and jumped off the building to retrieve the wooden box.
Although Yuyin couldn't use magic to achieve instant teleportation like him, if she expanded her domain, she could retain two psychics, even if one of them was a space-based psychic, the other party would not be able to escape.
Yuyin shook her head: "Shibusawa Ryuhiko is more important. Haven't you noticed that the aura there has become even stronger?"
"Indeed," Gojo Satoru held his chin in his hand as if thinking, "This is the first time I've seen a special-grade cursed spirit grow at such an astonishing rate. Even after obtaining Ryoumen Sukuna's finger, this has never happened before. It's as if it's been eating and growing all the time..."
"Eat, grow... I get it!" Yuyin repeated these two words several times before suddenly realizing, "Oh no!"
She grabbed Gojo Satoru's arm and said urgently, "Hurry, we have to stop him!"
"Is the fight finally about to begin?" Gojo Satoru stretched his muscles and grabbed Yuyin's arm, and the two of them disappeared from the spot in an instant.
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Under the debris.
The originally tall building had a large hole on its side, as if a huge monster had broken through the wall from the inside. It was only thanks to its solid construction technology that it was able to stand in its place and not collapse completely.
A person, perhaps it cannot be called a person, a humanoid creature floating in the air, with a ruined tower and a strange red full moon behind him.
But he undoubtedly possessed inhuman strength. Without wings, he was able to escape gravity and float in the air.
Gojo Satoru and Saionji Gyoon landed on the ground. As soon as they touched the ground, they held hands and looked up at the person in the air.
After just a few observations, Gojo Satoru couldn't help but grumble, "Ever since the appearance of Ryoumen Sukuna's finger, these special-grade cursed spirits have planned to appear in large numbers. I just saw a talking human-shaped kettle, and here comes one that looks even more human."
"Shibusawa Tatsuhiko was an extremely powerful esper. Whether he was cursed while alive or became a cursed spirit through some means after his death, it's not surprising that the cursed spirit took human form," Yuyin pondered. "I now suspect he still possesses the esper abilities Shibusawa Tatsuhiko had in his lifetime. The 'food' you likened him to eating is likely the esper crystals he's been collecting."
"Hey," Gojo Satoru joked to lighten the mood. "A magician just ran away, and now here comes a collector. You people in the Yokohama supernatural world are quite artistic."
Just as the joke was over, there was a loud "bang", as if a heavy iron ball fell from the sky, smashing straight into the ground, raising countless dust.
Of course, this little bit of smoke and dust had no effect on the two of them. With Gojo Satoru's technique of controlling the wind and dust as easily as with his own arms, no matter how strong the wind and dust were, they were blocked outside their bodies and didn't even touch a strand of their hair.
A white-haired man emerged from the smoke and dust, his forehead sprouting devil-like horns. Sensing the presence of strangers, he shifted his gaze, landing squarely on the two of them. "Who... are you?"
Yuyin directly asked: "It doesn't matter who we are. What matters is, do you still remember who you are?"
"Who... am I?" The white-haired man lowered his head and looked at his hands. He vaguely remembered some scenes, such as being caught by a tiger's claws while pursuing a certain supernatural power. "Am I... dead?"
Gojo Satoru clipped his sunglasses to his collar and reported his observations: "The energy fluctuations within his body are chaotic and mixed. Within that vast cursed energy are fluctuations of various supernatural powers. I'm too lazy to count them all."
"I remember now. I died at that very moment," the individual who had become a cursed spirit held his head with both hands and muttered, "That radiance, what I was looking for was..."
"It seems that becoming a cursed spirit will always affect your brain." Gojo Satoru joked.
"Let's resolve it as soon as possible. I have a bad feeling." Yuyin held the bow and arrow in her hand. Facing a special-grade cursed spirit, it was necessary to be vigilant and ready to deploy the domain at any time.
"That radiance... That radiance..." The humanoid curse spirit repeated those words over and over. Hearing the conversation next to him, his gaze shifted to Yuyin and the other two again. Pointing at them, he asked, "What are your special abilities? Can you manifest the radiance of life that I want to see?"
As he spoke, boundless fog emerged from all directions and enveloped the three of them.
Yuyin quickly reminded: "Don't be touched by his mist!"
"Got it." Gojo Satoru's six eyes noticed the change in the other party's cursed power earlier than her reminder. This is an ability similar to a domain, but it is not yet a domain, so Gojo Satoru was not in a hurry to use the domain to respond.
He strengthened the spell [Power of Stop] that he usually maintained casually, and repelled the strange fog further away from him.
Yuyin cast a portable protective barrier to isolate the fog.
The next second, something surprising happened.
The mist that came into contact with the unlimited magic and barrier quickly condensed into a group, soon forming a distinct human-shaped figure.
"Ah~ I see. So his ability is cosplay?" Gojo Satoru took in all the changes, including the fluctuations in the mist's cursed energy, which gradually transformed into an almost identical version of his Unlimited Technique after coming into contact with his technique. "So, from a third-person perspective, I look like this, but still not as handsome as myself~"
Yuyin tested her various abilities and found them working normally, so she breathed a sigh of relief. "Fortunately, the special body formed from the mist of Shibusawa Ryuhiko, who became a cursed spirit, seems to only be able to copy the spells. Unlike the psychic bodies, which are completely separated, our own cursed energy and spells are not affected."
Dodging an arrow from the opponent and avoiding a [He] that was launched from the side and affected her, Yuyin's eyes fell on the obvious crystal on the replica's forehead and reminded: "Where is its weakness? You don't need me to remind you, right?"
Gojo Satoru and the clone alternately used the same technique, showing no signs of shyness. He waved his hand in response, "Ah, so easy."
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