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

"Pass the word down." She instructed the people beside her as she walked, "Everyone, prepare for Level One combat."

Upon hearing Mashiro's order, the high school immediately sprang into action.

The sorcerers ran back and forth, and those who knew barrier spells continued to add more barriers that were already numerous.

"Not enough! Not enough! Get the work going!" the foreman shouted. "Only 18 layers of barriers? We need to double that number before dawn!"

"Yes!"

"I can't hear you, I can't hear you at all! You think you can hit Su Nuo with such a soft voice?!"

"Yes!!!"

"Okay, very spirited!"

Mashiro ignored the commotion over there and took out her phone.

"Kinji, you're with Takahata, right? Let's go back to the vocational high school now."

"Alright, Mashiro-sama, do you know that the internet is now abuzz with news about the 'Night Parade of One Hundred Demons' in Tokyo?"

"A parade of a hundred demons at night?"

Mashiro sneered, "Trying to replicate Xia Youjie's methods? Xia Youjie failed, so what makes him think he can succeed?"

She paused, then continued, "Don't worry about any of that for now, just come back quickly."

"Yes."

......

As dawn approached, the army of cursed spirits halted in front of the high-ranking official.

A dark mass, almost like an attack on a sect in the cultivation world.

The scarlet eyes were densely packed, countless.

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Mashiro walked out of the gate, followed by Otsuko, Itadori, Fushiguro Megumi, Kojima, Seiryu Ryu, and Uru.

Gojo Satoru did not come out.

He leaned against the door, his six eyes piercing through the enemy ranks, colliding with Su Nuo's gaze in mid-air.

Their eyes met fiercely, but neither of them moved.

"Long time no see, Mashiro."

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"Don't try to get on my good side," Mashiro said coldly. "You know the rules. If you want it, you have to come and get it yourself!"

"Short in stature but big in ego." (This is a fragment of a sentence, likely from a poem or song.)

"You bastard, you've already chosen your own path to death!"

Masashiro's face was icy cold, his killing intent palpable.

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He raised his hand and waved it forward.

At his command, the army of cursed spirits instantly began to move.

"All personnel, heed my command! Activate the sect-protecting formation!"

"Yes!"

Although the sorcerers didn't know what the sect's protective array was, they roughly understood that they needed to activate the barrier.

As they poured their magical power into it, countless barriers lit up.

At that very moment, the cursed spirits in the front row crashed into them.

"boom!"

Countless dark shadows crashed into the barrier, but the barrier remained completely still.

The light flowed, creating ripples where it was struck, before returning to calm.

More cursed spirits roared and pounced upwards, their claws scratching at the light barrier, producing a piercing shriek.

"Fuck!"

Despite their best efforts, the barrier's light screen didn't leave even a white mark.

"We can't break it open!"

A sorcerer shouted from behind, his voice now carrying a newfound confidence.

"Don't underestimate our barrier magic! Go all out!"

The foreman laughed heartily and unleashed his full power of incantation.

The next moment, the barrier began to shift.

They've been preparing for so long, so of course they have more than just defensive barriers!

The light pattern suddenly brightened, changing from bluish-white to a dazzling red.

"Curse Cannon, blast Kora!"

"boom!"

A beam of light shot out from the surface of the barrier, hitting the cursed spirit that was lunging at the front.

The thing was blasted into pieces before it could even make a sound.

That wasn't all; the beam of light continued to shine, clearing the entire road.

The barrier shone brightly, and the beams of light intertwined, weaving a net.

The charging cursed spirits were pierced one after another, their black blood splashing onto the light screen and then sliding down.

The front line of attack was thus torn open.

"A barrier technique, huh?"

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He stretched out his hand, and a burst of magical power shot out from his hand, striking the core of the barrier.

"Click".

The first layer of the barrier shattered just like that.

Then, the 36-layer barrier was completely destroyed in just a few seconds.

"If that's all there is to it, then I'm really disappointed, Mashiro."

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"It was expected."

Mashiro snorted coldly, and Murasame raised her hand high: "Everyone, enter battle mode! Kill them!"

"Yes!"

As soon as he finished speaking, Mashiro was the first to rush out.

Cong Yu drew his sword, and a flash of light appeared.

The first few cursed spirits were instantly cleaved in two, black blood splattering everywhere.

She flicked her wrist, and a series of flashes of light from her blades fell one after another, but soon more and more pounced on her.

"Tsk, what a cowardly and timid woman!"

Mashiro frowned.

The Murasaki Slash has no counter effect whatsoever; you can only rely on your own stats to overcome it.

Seeing the blood splattered on the ground, Mashiro sheathed her sword and reached out her hand.

"【Red Water Techniques - Supernova】!!"

By controlling the water content in the blood, Mashiro can indirectly control the blood.

Countless drops of blood on the ground began to tremble and float into the air.

In the next instant, it transformed into countless attacks that erupted in all directions!

"Pfft!"

The cursed spirits in front of them were completely wiped out.

"【Blood Piercing】!!"

Mashiro's hands formed palms, her blood concentrated, and she directed it straight towards the...

"Hmph, it's useless."

The bones and tangles were covered with tangled silkworms and tangled silkworms. The silkworms and tangled silkworms ...

"【untie】!"

After missing her first attack, Mashiro stopped paying attention to him.

The curse power transformed into invisible slashes, spreading in all directions.

The attacking cursed spirit was shredded to pieces, its severed limbs flying into the air.

But there are too many.

Looking at the battlefield below, he felt a surge of emotion, a sense of dread washing over him.

The top-tier cursed spirits roared and joined the attack.

A top-tier cursed spirit pounced from the side, but Mashiro dodged it and slashed off its head with a backhand stroke.

As the top-tier cursed spirits began to join the battle, Yigu drew his sword.

"Rika, let's go."

"Okay, Yuta."

Rika responded, then opened her eyes and transformed into her Spellcaster Mode: "Let's begin!"