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The pressure from the two special-grade sorcerers on the side was so great that the special-grade curse spirit could not help but look at Gojo Satoru again and again.

It was born not long ago and had not heard of the great reputation of these two people, but the thinking of the special-grade cursed spirits was no different from that of humans, or even superior, so it still subconsciously felt threatened.

When Feng Zaoche saw two humanoid self-propelled killers and a mascot beside him, he already had an idea of ​​how to repel the enemy.

This thing is not in human form, it is just a transformed form now. Its original form should still be the sun... or rather, the thing hidden beneath the surface of the sun.

Feng Zaoche took out a lot of high-intensity flashlights and stacked them neatly together to form a small wall.

When he snapped his fingers and turned on the light, complaints came one after another from the side.

"Will you kill our allies too?"

"Senior, this is not good. Haha, how can you solve the problem of using this kind of thing on a newly born special-grade child?"

"I feel like... I feel like my eyes are going blind. Woohoo, come on, Senior Kazeha!"

Feng Zaoche: “…”

I really want to install a function to block teammates in the system.

He walked up to Geto Xia Yu and gestured at him.

The latter seemed to have realized something, and he pulled out a cursed spirit out of thin air. The cursed spirit flew out, and after a while, it brought back a few broken trees. From the texture of the trees, it was not difficult to tell that they were knocked down from the ruins.

Feng Zaoche, who was also well versed in the art of "using local materials" before the system store opened, pretended not to notice, took the pieces of wood, and placed them on the ground, stacking them together with the high-intensity flashlights.

"People can look directly into firelight, but not into sunlight. Firelight can make people glimpse the fear of death, and can also glimpse... the real self deep inside their hearts." He still stared at the emerald green eyes, quietly watching the special cursed spirit that was gradually roaring and revealing its ferocious true nature.

"You are not the sun, but you pretend to be the sun. You are handing your weakness to the enemy. It would be bad for you to hand it to anyone, but you have to hand it to me."

"You can light these woods, right?"

His words seemed to carry a hint of sadness and regret that a sorcerer shouldn't have for a cursed spirit, but anyone who saw his expression would know that this was not the case. It was a comment that transcended the positions of both parties and was from an absolute God's perspective.

There is not a trace of personal emotion involved, I only care about whether the drama it performs is exciting enough.

The special cursed spirit had been completely restrained by him, and stumbled towards the pile of broken wood, and then... Feng Zaoche took a half step back, looking at the flames rising into the sky in front of him.

This was definitely not an ordinary fire. With the blessing of special-grade cursed power, the oppressive feeling it brought was so strong that it was unmatched. Feng Zaoche felt a little nervous, but it was not enough to affect his actions.

"You can't even compare to a high-intensity flashlight, yet you dare compare yourself to the sun and use its image to harm people's lives. If we go back in time and there really were cursed spirits born 'because of human beings' fear of the sun', I'm afraid they would have to stuff you back in before you were born." Feng Zaoche closed his eyes and carefully felt the flow of energy for a while. After making sure that the judgment had been made, he concluded, "It's really embarrassing for you special cursed spirits."

He took two steps forward, preparing to put away his flashlights in preparation for recycling them at some unknown time, when behind him, Huiyuan Xiong shouted in surprise, and a Duanmu wrapped in flames suddenly came towards him!

Feng Zaoche didn't even look at it, he just raised his hand and grabbed it without any isolation or protection.

"I've only revealed that you're a fake, but you still have to reveal that you're a fake fire yourself." Feng Zaoche sneered.

There has never been any cursed spirit with human consciousness, no matter how advanced the special wind is. Nine out of ten of the ones encountered so far cannot escape the problem of ostentation. Most of them regard humans as clay chickens and clay dogs that can be held in their hands and kneaded at will. But in fact, they come from humans and are destined to be killed by human sorcerers.

Most sorcerers only need to understand the background of the cursed spirit, but for Feng Zaochue, the background is the key to his attack directly at the vital points. He often carries this knowledge with him in his auxiliary supervisory duties, which saves him a lot of effort.

The moment he swiped his hand downwards, the decision was made and the surrounding space began to collapse. This was the result of the domain disintegrating after the master's death.

The source of this curse is a combination of people's hatred for each other and their fear of being engulfed by the flames. Feng Zaoche realized something was wrong as soon as he heard that the accident was not just a simple fire, so he gave it a try and found that it was true.

He raised his right arm, and the palm of his hand was already red, with a tingling sensation, and the skin felt swollen, as if it had bulged and separated from the flesh underneath.

The burn is okay now, but after a while, it will probably form blisters, and then a relatively long healing process will begin.

"It's boring for this guy to come up and offer himself as a head. How about changing to another one?" Feng Zaoche smiled, put his hand away, turned his head to look at the two juniors and a reserve junior, and teased.

As the saying goes, "Birds of a feather flock together." This is not without some truth. If it were him in the past, he would never have been able to say this, but now he could say it naturally.

"No need for that. Your technique... is very special. As far as I can remember, there is no place for it in any of the books that have recorded types of techniques so far." Gojo Satoru put Haibara Yu down and removed the protection that the technique had on him.

This guy, who has always been a bit frivolous, also said clearly in serious analysis: "'Inducement', broken with a weak DJ... No, there should be no curse spirit whose weakness is wearing a skirt."

He overturned it calmly.

"In other words, the starting point for inference should not be the fake sun, but the skirt." Geto Summer Oil also joined in. Both of them were experienced sorcerers with mature techniques in their hands, so it was not difficult for them to come up with a clear idea.

"The common point between these two things is actually... that the cursed spirits felt humiliated. Whether it was being forced to wear a skirt or being pointed out for being the sun, it was something they couldn't accept. And after this prerequisite was met, it would take a while for the cursed spirits to be defeated without a fight." Gojo Satoru said, "Ah," and added a detail, "The time I waited for the skirt incident was different from this time."

"Maybe the judgment condition is that the ability will be activated when the emotion of shame reaches its peak. Once activated, it will kill instantly. What an extreme technique." Xia Yujie shook his head.

"Skirt, what skirt?" Huiyuan Xiong caught the key words and raised his head in confusion, "Cursed spirits...will they wear skirts?"

Xia Yujie pushed it back: "It doesn't matter, you will know later, but don't do it now."

Being too curious is not a good thing. Not only can it easily lead to disaster, but it can also easily attract things that are bad for your eyes.

But it is not so easy to get rid of what has already entered the brain.

"Is this a special way of attack? If it's a cursed spirit with human consciousness, it must be very powerful..." Haibara Yu's thoughts slowly went astray.

Feng Zaoche, whose entire secret was almost exposed, was not panicked. He has been using this ability until now. No matter how familiar Gojo Satoru and Geto Suguru are with the techniques, there must be some parts that they cannot guess - such as the existence of the system.

What they said completely matched some of Feng Zaoche's thoughts on the system's judgment.

In other words, one of his methods of attack is to evoke negative emotions in the opponent and then attack. From this point of view alone, the opponent that Feng Zaoche fears the most is actually an ordinary cursed spirit that is not as weak as Fly Head, can pose a threat to him physically, and has no self-awareness.

High-level cursed spirits have always had self-awareness, which means they have the same level of thinking as humans. This was originally their weapon to deal with the encirclement and hunting of sorcerers, but it became a complete weakness when they were defeated early in the game.

Thinking and consciousness are often enough to become the starting point for emotions.

Gojo Satoru thought that today's harvest was quite fruitful. He had confirmed his position on Kazehaya Toru and could officially remove him from the category of weaklings. Someone with such skills would definitely not be the incompetent person as rumored. As for why he had to take the back door, Gojo Satoru could just attribute it to the fact that Kazehaya Toru wanted to hide his incompetence from the beginning.

He knew too well what kind of people there were in the world of sorcery. When he first entered school, he naturally paid attention to the classmates around him, and was almost surprised to find that the two first-year classmates were not boring and they could get along well.

This kind of vision is gradually expanding to include teachers and other people of the same age.

The strong can break away from the rules and transcend them, but rewriting the rules and breaking away from the rules are not the same thing, and this is not something he can think of now.

Many people, at the beginning, only seek companions and confidants based on their own temporary good or evil. Later, to start a movement and to abandon this ignorant self, it often requires a special opportunity.

Feng Zaoche lightly tapped the camera direction reversal button on the phone screen, and his green eyes, which had not yet returned to their original state, were reflected on the screen.

"Eye color is affected by the ritual. Will it be impossible to change it back after the caster dies?" he asked.

This involves Feng Zaoche's blind spot in knowledge.

"Come here, let me see." Gojo Satoru raised his right hand and waved. Feng Zaoche was afraid of any negative impact, so he didn't bother with him. He walked over obediently and faced each other with four, no, eight eyes.

"It's hopeless, just bury it... Hey, why did you hit me? Fortunately, I was prepared and you couldn't hit me, hahaha!" Gojo Satoru took a step back and jumped two or three meters away. He was incredibly agile. He laughed so hard that he couldn't straighten his back for a while, then he spoke slowly.

"The technique that was originally used on you should have caused blindness, but you didn't have any such symptoms. This means that you didn't know it, or even if you knew it, you wouldn't..." Gojo Satoru said in a long tone, and gently drew a line from left to right in front of his eyes, "You have taken good protection, so you don't have to fight the cursed spirit in the dark. The person you should ask about the change in your eye color is yourself."

He took off the sunglasses with nails that were often stuck on his nose, and his six cyan eyes, which were rarely seen in a hundred years, looked straight at Feng Zaoche.

It’s a really beautiful color.

"Yeah, maybe I should ask myself." Feng Zaoche repeated the meaningless nonsense given by Gojo Satoru and had a guess in his mind.

920 said it could guarantee that he would not go blind, but since it was bleeding, it meant that the action it took was not direct protection, but perhaps... a substitute.

He just replaced his original eyes with his own.

[Not only that, host, you have heard that in many comics there are people who use their eyes as a power, we generally call it 'iris technique', um... there are also simple cosplay and things like that, wearing colored contact lenses, you can buy them in the mall, but it is more convenient to have original eyes.] 920 popped up at the right time.

[First of all, what does it mean that original eyes are more convenient? Is there such a thing as wearing cosmetic contact lenses? You haven't heard of it. As for the eye technique, there are indeed many works that have relevant settings, but I don't have it. Even if I don't have it, I know that one of the most famous ones, the eyes really don't have to be original! ] Feng Hayateru retorted.

[Host, you just said something very hellish.] 920 Youyou.