Curse Return: Demon Void Girl Doesn't Want to Be a Weakling

It's clearly a top-grade magical artifact, priceless, yet this person in front of him wants to return it?

Fuhei Hui remained silent for a moment, then reached out and grasped Youyun's hand.

Just then, an immense, suffocating magical power emanated from afar.

Even in the realm where he and Tuogen fought to the death, they had never experienced such a density of magical power!

He looked up in the direction of the source of the curse power.

It was brutal and ominous, without the slightest restraint, and carried pure malice.

Fukuro Megumi naturally recognized this cursed power.

He gritted his teeth, his expression turning ferocious: "Two-faced Sukuna!!!"

He took a deep breath and forced himself to calm down.

The tiara was in the hands of those two girls, and now Sukuna has come out, which means they fed the tiara their fingers!

Fukuro Megumi gripped Yuuki tightly, braced himself on the ground to stand up, and was about to rush towards the source of the curse.

But Voxel moved first.

Fuhesh turned around, his eyes wide, staring into the distance in that direction.

Although he couldn't sense the curse power, he could feel a powerful killing intent.

This murderous intent was directed at him!

Fuhe Shen'er glanced at Fuhe Hui; he was also within the killing range!

He appeared in front of Fushiguro Megumi in a flash and shoved him in the chest.

The force was so great that it sent him flying.

Fukuro Megumi was pushed against the wall of the ruins, her back hitting the wall, and Yuyun fell to the ground.

He angrily raised his head, "What are you doing...?"

Before he could finish speaking, an invisible cut appeared on Fuheshen'er's body.

Then blood gushed out of the incision and flowed down the abdomen.

The upper and lower body are cut off.

The body splits into two parts, with the upper body falling backward and the lower body standing still.

He gripped the ground with his hands, his fingers digging into it, supporting his upper body as he looked up at Fukuro Megumi.

Blood was spreading beneath him, but he ignored it, his eyes fixed on Fushiguro Megumi.

Fukuro Megumi stood up from the wall.

He looked at the expanding pool of blood on the ground, at the hand that was supporting Shen'er on the ground, and at Shen'er's two severed bodies.

He picked up Youyun from the ground and held her tightly.

He looked at Shen'er's face, "Why...?"

The person who had unilaterally crushed him from beginning to end, the intruder who had beaten him up, pushed him away at the last second before the attack.

Shen Er's hands, which were supporting him on the ground, began to tremble, and blood flowed from the corner of his mouth.

He looked at Fushiguro Megumi, his gaze shifting from focused combat to a gentleness that Fushiguro Megumi couldn't comprehend at all.

"What's your name?"

The sound was forced out from a throat blocked by blood.

Fukuro Megumi gripped the Yuyun tightly in her hand, hesitated for a moment, and then said, "Fukuro Megumi, my name is Fukuro Megumi."

Fuheishen smiled slightly and released his hands that were supporting him on the ground.

He lay down on the ground, but the smile on his lips became even more pronounced.

"Fuhei, it's not a Zen temple, that's good..."

After saying that, he fell silent.

His hands were still supporting him on the ground, but his fingers had already loosened.

The blood continued to spread from below the body, flowing all the way to Fushiguro Megumi's feet.

The moonlight shone on his face, which bore a striking resemblance to Fushiguro Megumi, illuminating his last gentle and relieved smile.

Fukuhei Hui stood there, her hand still trembling as she held Youyun's.

That immense, suffocating magical power was still far away, moving in this direction.

There's no time to mourn this person; the next to arrive on this battlefield is Ryoumen Sukuna!

Su Nuo emerged from the broken section of the commercial street.

His eyes locked onto Fushiguro Megumi, who was standing in the center of the ruins.

He stopped in front of Fuhei Hui, his gaze shifting from Fuhei Hui's face to the corpse of Fuhei Shen'er on the ground, then back again, a slight smile playing on his lips.

Sukuna was about to say something, but Fushiguro Megumi didn't give him the chance.

He clenched his fists, stretched them out in front of him, and made a decisive decision!

"Furube, Yura Yura! Eight-Grip Sword - Divine General of the Other Rings - Demonic Void!!!"

In an instant, Fushiguro Megumi and Sukuna were dragged into the subjugation field.

I'll go first, you keep working hard!

Remembering the technique that Mashiro had told him, Fushiguro immediately used her last bit of magical power to disappear into the shadows, making the opponent the primary target of the demon Xu Luo.

Sukuna looked at Fushiguro Megumi, who had disappeared before he could even utter a word, and at the cocoon that appeared in front of him.

He opened his mouth.

"What......?"

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Chapter 140 Otherworldly God General

Su Nuo sighed softly, scratching his head. "I haven't said a word yet..."

Then Su Nuo looked at the cocoon in front of him.

The surface of the cocoon was dark gray and had already cracked.

"Oh?" Su Nu's lips curled into a smile again. "Did that brat Fukuhei leave me something?"

The next instant, the last fragment fell down, revealing the true form of what was inside.

The white body gleamed coldly in the moonlight, with long limbs and well-proportioned muscles.

It has no eyes on its head, but two pairs of wings grow from its eye sockets, and it has a tail on the back of its head.

And, a Dharma wheel floating overhead.

The otherworldly god general, Demon Xu Luo, has officially appeared on the streets of Shibuya.

"Huh?" Su Nuo's gaze was fixed on the Dharma wheel above Mo Xu Luo's head.

He recognized the wheel.

Su Nuo pondered for a moment and then remembered.

It was the thing that floated above the head of the silver-haired kid when I first possessed him.

“Exactly the same…” He touched his chin, remained silent for several seconds, and then unconsciously laughed.

"Hahaha."

At first, the laughter was soft, then it grew louder and louder, until finally Sukuna covered his forehead and burst into laughter.

Hahahaha!!!

Laughter echoed through the ruins, soaring into the sky.

Su Nuo laughed so hard his shoulders were shaking, and it took him a while to stop laughing.

"I see, I see." He exclaimed, a smile still playing on his lips. "That brat seems to have some connection with you."

Moxu Luo did not respond. It stood in the center of the ruins, its face directly facing Su Nuo, and slowly revealed a fierce smile.

"Oh? Shall we fight?" Su Nuo stretched his body and took two steps forward.

"Since that brat isn't here."

He pulled his hand out of his pocket, his fingers spread wide.

"Then I'll use you to pass the time."

Before he could finish speaking, Mo Xuluo made his move.

Stepping on the ruins, my foot kicked out a shallow pit in the ground.

The white figure, leaving a trail of afterimages, rushed towards Su Nuo, while the demon-slaying sword in its right hand slashed down from above.

The sword swung through the air, producing a sharp whistling sound.

"hehe."

Su Nuo did not dodge; he raised his left hand and caught the blow.

Positive energy flowed from the Demon-Slaying Sword. Su Nuo raised an eyebrow, released the Demon-Slaying Sword, and then kicked Mo Xu Luo away.

"The [Exorcising Sword] is designed to target cursed spirits." He gently rubbed his fingers. "If I were a cursed spirit, I would have been reduced to ashes by that attack."

Mo Xuluo charged forward again, raising his Demon-Slaying Sword high.

"But unfortunately." Su Nuo's right hand transformed into a palm, and an invisible blade sliced ​​through the air, striking the Demon-Slaying Sword.

"boom!"