Mahuro and Rokugan

No one spoke. Even Zenin Naoya, who always disliked it, snorted and remained silent in such a serious and solemn atmosphere.

People had never felt the anger of the six eyes so directly. The strong pressure made them feel the pressure. This was a confrontation between top-level sorcerers.

"Hey, do you need help?" Jiujiu Yuki summoned the Shikigami, still with a casual expression.

Except for the three special agents present, no one else was able to intervene, so they stepped back a few steps and left enough distance.

Gojo Satoru still maintained the same action as before, and when the black shadow completely swallowed up the curse, his tone became serious: "Megumi, I will not let you leave the high school. As for the stupid things you did, I will teach you a lesson later."

The kindness of raising him for nine years was not one-sided. To Gojo Satoru, "Keiko" was special. She was a gifted child that he had watched grow up.

Even though the "Keiko" in front of him was not the "Keiko" he adopted, Gojo Satoru subconsciously put himself in the position of an elder and teacher at this moment.

I just need to defeat him and then give him a good slap on the head to teach him a lesson. Gojo Satoru told himself this, but the man in front of him sighed and made that gesture.

"Special is special, because you are special, so you are the strongest?" Zenin Hui said calmly, and then he smiled, "No, because you are Gojo Satoru, you are the six eyes, so you are the strongest."

The strongest and the special class have never been equal. The strongest is the special class because the highest class is the special class.

As the strongest person in another world, he naturally would not give in.

Just like what is written in the script, Rokugan and Ten Kagepo will eventually "fight to the death."

The calm expression of the person in front of him gradually overlapped with that figure. Gojo Satoru was stunned for a moment when he realized the meaning of the words, but then he quickly reacted.

He suppressed his laughter, and while laughing quietly, he spread his hands out: "Yes-yes! Hui, you are the only one who can possibly kill me."

That was a feud that had been going on for hundreds of years, hence the rumor that those who possessed the six eyes and ten shadow techniques were enemies from generation to generation.

"Burube Yura Yura..."

As the spell was chanted softly and accompanied by specific hand gestures, huge waves of cursed power appeared, and black shadows spread rapidly, surging to form new shapes.

Zenin Hui lowered his eyes, ignoring the shocked looks of others: "Eight-grip Sword Master, the Magic Void Lord—"

The fully revealed shikigami roared, and the people around him retreated to avoid being attacked. But even though the demon didn't actively attack them, everyone couldn't hide the shock on their faces.

Those in the know naturally know the identity of Mahuro, the strongest shikigami among the ten shadow techniques, but none of the successors of the ten shadow techniques have succeeded in taming it.

Is he preparing to use his most powerful shikigami to forcibly drag Gojo Satoru into the taming ritual, and thus die together?

The onlookers all thought so. Megumi Fushiguro, who also practiced the Ten Kage Method, naturally knew the lethality of this move. But before he could worry about Gojo Satoru, the situation in front of him changed.

Zenin Kei stood on the shoulders of the tall Mahakala, and in almost the blink of an eye, Gojo Satoru, who was originally standing on the ground, appeared in front of Mahakala.

Looking at that familiar face, Gojo Satoru felt an excitement he hadn't felt in a long time. He recalled the feeling of blood boiling when he faced the threat of death for the only time several years ago.

The one who dealt him the "fatal blow" decades ago was the powerless Sky and Curse. Now, the one who can pose a threat to him and whose strength is equal to his is the son of that man decades ago.

Gojo Satoru thought about this day, and thought about how he would stand on the opposite side of Fushiguro Megumi as the enemy who killed his father. But that day has not come, but the situation he had imagined is now playing out in a strange way.

"You succeeded in taming it. This makes it more challenging." After successfully landing, Gojo Satoru replied with a smile.

The demon did not attack others indiscriminately as recorded. That only means that it has now been successfully tamed.

Besides the surprise, the anticipation and excitement were even more obvious. Gojo Satoru effortlessly dodged the slightly slow attack of Makuro.

Despite its huge size, the movements of the Demon Void were slow in front of the Six-Eyed One. It attacked with one hand and held up the black-haired young man with the other.

The spinning wheel appeared behind Maxu Luo. Zenin Hui took a look and then stretched out his hands: "The domain is unfolded--"

The six eyes naturally caught the front swing of the domain expansion, so Gojo Satoru pulled away a certain distance and also stretched out a hand: "The domain expands..."

Black shadows covered the sky and the ground, spreading out over a large area like a giant umbrella, blocking out all light. Then the black shadows formed into a ball, and then turned into black bunnies, falling from the sky while constantly splitting in mid-air.

The huge Mahuro disappeared, and Gojo Satoru quickly moved his eyes after realizing this.

Although the black shadows that filled the sky did not contain much magical power, they still affected judgment.

After those black shadows merged into the ground and the shadows cast by nearby objects, Gojo Satoru was the only one standing on the cracked ground.

A gust of wind blew in their faces, and the battle that everyone was worried about did not happen. Although Zenin Kei escaped, the others also subconsciously breathed a sigh of relief.

Because it was the first time that they had experienced the power of the Ten Shadow Arts so directly. It was a technique that could rival and be on par with the Six Eyes.

Then, within just a few hours, various information about the special curser Zenin Hui appeared on the wanted website.

The street was still busy as usual, and no one noticed the man leaning against the wall with one hand on the street corner. The man with short black hair leaned against the wall with one hand, lowering his head as if taking a rest.

The short black hair had jagged cuts near the roots, just like it had been burned by flames.

Zenin Kei reached out and touched the back of his head. His long hair was now only a short section. So he simply took out a dagger and trimmed the uneven section.

Mohuluo was extremely powerful and was the one who caused the deaths of two powerful warriors, Rokugan and Shikagefa.

Therefore, even if it is subdued, summoning it still requires a corresponding price, which is to consume the magic power around the body, and even require sacrificing a part of the body.

This time I deliberately grew my hair long, but I’m not sure what it will be next time.

After tidying up her clothes, Zenin Hui walked out as if nothing had happened and blended into the crowd.

Fighting with Gojo Satoru is not a wise choice. Although the outcome is uncertain and he may not lose to Rokugan, there are many other magicians present.

Zenin Hui naturally knew the consequences of openly disobeying orders, but he did not belong to this world, so he naturally did not care about these rules.

The news about the wanted Zenin Kei soon caused a huge uproar. Under the constant pressure from Gojo Satoru, many curse masters could only act in fear.

Now, the man who could be considered as strong as Rokugan had defected and become a curser, which undoubtedly gave them more chips to hold their heads high.

Many cursers want to recruit the powerful Zenin Hui, and of course there are also many people who want to take advantage of the situation and provide intelligence to get a reward.

But no matter what their purpose was, they could not find any information about Zenin Kei.

On the dark web, looking at the ever-increasing bounty, Zenin Hui moved the keyboard, then stared at the picture on the wanted warrant in stunned silence.

The picture is not a proper frontal photo, but a candid shot. The person in the photo is listening carefully to the person next to him, and from this angle, you can see the subtle curve at the corner of his mouth.

"It looks like they're playing the emotional card." said another person in the room.

Kong Shiyu is just an ordinary "middleman". Although he knows a lot of intelligence, you have to pay a corresponding reward to get information from him.

Of course, except for the person in front of me.

After seeing the much-publicized wanted warrant, Kong Shiyu fell into deep thought while staring at the familiar face.

He naturally remembered that his former partner Fushiguro Shigeki had a son named Kei. There was no doubt about his appearance, but there seemed to be something wrong with his age...

Now, due to some strange circumstances, he was forced to accept a commission. Although there was no reward, he dared not say anything.

After finding out what he wanted, Zenin Kei stood up and simply said "thank you". After thinking for a while, he raised his hand and added: "As for the reward, I'll give it to you later."

Kong Shiyu sighed. He was already a little tired after working for several days, and now he couldn't be cheerful. "It's okay. Your father and I are old acquaintances. I'll just do you a favor."

For a strong man like Zenin Kei, selling him a personal favor is more valuable than using limited money.

Zenin Kei didn't comment. He casually reached for the 005 wrapped around his neck, fumbled around inside, and took out a cursed tool.

Although it is not a top-grade spell tool, spell tools are rare and can be sold for a considerable price if put on the market.

While placing the spell tools on the table, Zenin Hui added: "If you need help, just ask."

Kong Shiyu was a little surprised. He thought the person in front of him wanted to clarify the relationship, but he didn't expect to get a "promise" so easily.

Although Zenin Hui looks exactly like that guy, it now seems that there is still a big difference in their personalities.

A humming sound suddenly rang out from the deserted alley. The sound came from far away and then a figure staggered, blocking the last bit of light at the alley entrance.

Zenin Hui looked up and saw the cursed spirit with long blue hair and a stitched face showing a brilliant smile: "Now, we are partners!"

The cursed spirit, which had the ability to think for itself, seemed to be very happy to see such a righteous person fall into depravity.

Two more waves of cursed energy emerged from behind him. He didn't even need to look back to know that those two cursed spirits were at least of special grade.

The sound of wooden clogs hitting the ground was heard, and a man in a monk's robe approached while clapping his hands, with a faint smile on his face: "Welcome, welcome to join us--"

The attitude didn't seem like they were welcoming him to join them. Instead, it seemed as if they were saying that he couldn't leave the alley without their consent.

Zenin Hui did not respond. He was still holding the instant noodle lunch box he bought from the convenience store. He had not eaten or rested for several days and was in a very bad mood.

"Get out of the way."

Restraining his displeasure, the man with short black hair maintained his last bit of manners: "I am not interested in your plan. Although I will not interfere with you, I don't plan to help you either."

"Oh?" Xia Yujie deliberately showed a surprised expression and shook his head. "You have no choice now, Zenin Kei."

"From the moment you leave college, you can only join our ranks."

Zenin Kei frowned at his expressionless face at these confident words. He sighed, as if he had finally taken the situation seriously.

He put the plastic bag on his wrist and then raised his free hands.

"Jade Dog."