Versatile Mage: Reincarnation of the Strongest Gojo Satoru of the Contemporary Era

Chapter 46: Psychic Magic, Super-Level Awakening

There are a kind of horrifying creatures all over the Shawang River, they are the White Sand Demon Soldiers.
It is called a river, but to everyone it looks more like a sea, filled with white mud and sand.

From a distance, it looks more like a surging white ocean.

"Where are the Baisha demon soldiers? Why can't we see any of them?" Zhang Xiaohou said as he looked out.

Others had the same question in their minds.

"Watch carefully." Gojo Satoru walked forward with a smile on his face, holding a piece of bloody flesh and bone in his hand, and the next moment suddenly threw it into the Shawang River.

All I saw was a wave of mud and sand suddenly exploding in the calm white mud and sand.

In the sand waves, half-giant creatures that were up to three meters tall and holding long desert swords stood up. They surrounded the bones and flesh and stared at them for a long time before dispersing.

This scene made everyone stunned.

"There seems to be a powerful guy in this Shawang River." Gojo Satoru murmured.

According to the perception of the six eyes, in addition to the white sand demon soldiers just now, there are also stronger unknown creatures hidden in the depths.

“Wu, are you saying there are more powerful creatures in there?” Mo Fan looked incredulous.

"It should be." Gojo Satoru said uncertainly.

"Can you handle it?" Mo Fan asked nervously.

Several other people also looked over.

"I am confident that I can take you away safely." Gojo Satoru said seriously.

We can't be sure what kind of creatures are inside, so we're not sure we can defeat them, but it's no problem getting them away.

"That's good." Mo Fan nodded.

"Let's set up camp here and rest. We'll go in tomorrow. It's getting dark." Lingling pointed at the darkening sky.

Everyone started to set up camp, and after a while three tents were set up.

……

Time passed quickly and it was midnight. The four men took turns to keep watch.

The wind in the Burning Plain was very strong at night, and the fine yellow sand was blown up by the wind. Although it did not affect the campfire, it still affected the vision.

Gojo Satoru's six eyes could only see some blurry shadows and thermal images.

“Pah-ta-pa-ta~~!!”

Suddenly, heavy footsteps were heard in the distance, and Gojo Satoru looked over in the direction of the sound.

I saw a group of hunters ahead being chased by a small group of sand tigers.

There were about seven or eight Sand Howling Tigers, and more than a dozen people in front. They ran directly into the white mud and sand of the Shawang River, but the Sand Howling Tigers behind them did not dare to step in.

The next moment, rows of white sand demon soldiers rose from the white sand, and the sand-transformed swords in their hands chopped at the group of hunters.
In an instant, those hunters and their defensive magic were chopped to pieces!

"Fuck!"

"Oh my God!"

At this time, Mo Fan and Zhao Manyan exclaimed from behind.

Ye Xinxia and Chen Ying both covered their mouths, their watery eyes widened to the extreme.

Obviously, all five of them saw the horrific scene.

“How about we just withdraw and treat this as a trip here?” Zhao Manyan said with his scalp tingling and his limbs going weak.

"What's there to be afraid of? They're just a group of white sand demon soldiers. I'll lead the charge later." Gojo Satoru smiled indifferently.

“No, no, no, let’s use a gentle approach.” Mo Fan waved his hands repeatedly.

It took Chenying and Xinxia a while to adjust their mentality before they recovered.

"Can your mental magic really pacify the White Sand Demon Soldiers? There won't be any problems, right?" Chen Ying said cautiously.

"I can't do anything about the area that was stained with blood just now, but I can guarantee that there will be no problems with the areas that are not stained with blood." Ye Xinxia said seriously.

“I still feel scared.” Zhao Manyan said timidly.

Gojo Satoru looked at Zhao Manyan, the coward, speechlessly. "Why are you panicking? I'm here. How can I let you die?"

No wonder this guy made a thousand-year-old turtle shield, it turns out he is really afraid of death!
"..."

Everyone returned to their tents with a lingering fear, and they did not sleep well all night.

The red sun in the east shone into the Shawang River with a bright red glow.

Everyone walked to the entrance.
“Whoever starts it first, I’m afraid our entire army will be wiped out.” Zhao Manyan said weakly.

"Brother Zhao, you go first." Zhang Xiaohou was very sensible and didn't try to show off.

"You are a military mage, you go first."

"You have a thick shield, you go first!"

The two of them hesitated and didn't want to be the first to go up.

"Stop arguing, I'll take the lead." Gojo Satoru stretched and stood up.

Stop procrastinating. I'm still waiting to make money and don't have time to waste.

Then, he walked step by step into the white mud of the Shawang River, his heart as calm as water.

"Boom~~!"

Before they had walked far, layers of white sand waves appeared around Gojo Satoru!
In the blink of an eye, the sand waves turned into warriors in white armor.

Gojo Satoru quietly opened his six eyes and observed from a God's perspective, only to see more than thirty white sand demon soldiers surrounding him.
Realizing this, Gojo Satoru instinctively wanted to go all out, but thinking of Lingling and Mo Fan's strategies, he had to suppress the urge to kill everyone.

The six people at the entrance naturally also saw the situation in Shawanghe. The sharp-eyed Lingling even noticed that Gojo Wuchan clenched and loosened his palms.

“Sister Xinxia, ​​hurry up, Gojo Satoru might not be able to control himself!” Lingling reminded.

Hearing this, Xinxia nodded, closed her eyes, and slowly folded her hands in front of her chest.

"appease!"

Xinxia cast a spiritual spell.

From Gojo Satoru's God's perspective, a pink and white magic ripple bloomed on the group of white sand demon soldiers, eliminating the violence in their hearts.

Finally, the Baisha demon soldier calmed down and turned into white sand and disappeared.

"I think this mental magic is quite interesting. How about awakening one at a higher level?" Gojo Satoru muttered to himself, supporting his head with both hands.

Although he can use unlimited magic to wrap his soul to defend against mental attacks, this trick is really powerful.

After a while, Zhao Manyan came down first. Seeing the dazed Gojo Satoru, he stepped forward and put his arm around his shoulders. “Wu, you weren’t scared by the white sand monster soldiers, were you?”

"No, I'm just thinking about awakening a psychic type to play with." Gojo Satoru came back to his senses and said in a flat tone.

"What!"

After hearing this, both those who knew and those who didn't were stunned.

No, Gojo Satoru is still just at the advanced level, how come he is about to awaken?
No, he can't be a high-level one? !

"Is there any problem?" Gojo Satoru asked curiously after seeing everyone's reactions.

“No, brother, your high level hasn’t awakened yet, right?” Zhao Manyan looked incredulous.

"I've awakened. I'm a high-level space, healing, and chaos wizard." Gojo Satoru said truthfully without any reservation.

"Fuck!!"

Zhao Manyan, Mo Fan, and Zhang Xiaohou were so shocked that they couldn't say anything.

“You…you…when did you become a high-level master in the third system!” Mo Fan’s words were a little hesitant, and he was obviously shocked.

"Your question is not important. Are you going to reach a higher level?" Lingling asked the most crucial question.

"It's still too early to reach the super level. I'm just considering awakening the psychic system to the super level." Gojo Satoru said lightly.

The highest level of cultivation is only at the second advanced level, and there is still a long way to go before reaching the super level.

“That’s good, that’s good.” Mo Fan and Lingling breathed a sigh of relief.

"What the hell, Wu is already at the advanced level of the third system, while I'm still stuck at the intermediate level!!"

"Yeah, how could there be such a pervert!"

Zhao Manyan and Zhang Xiaohou hugged each other and cried bitterly.

(End of this chapter)