Curse Reply: After choosing Nawa, the cursed spirit cursed me for being cruel.

Duanmu Yan turned around and faced the more than four hundred faces behind him.

The wind blew the hair back from his forehead, revealing his calm eyes.

He didn't use a microphone, but his voice clearly reached the ears of everyone present.

"There is no turning back in this battle. Tokyo is right behind us. Our families, friends, and all those who cannot fight are waiting for us to return. I will be at the forefront."

After he finished speaking, he slowly exhaled a breath of stale air.

The next second, an immense, suffocating surge of magical power exploded from his body.

The dense magical power spread outwards like a tide, and the resulting wind pressure pressed the grass flat on the ground. Many sorcerers couldn't help but take a half step back, and some were forced to squat down by the pressure, barely able to stand by supporting themselves on their knees.

"Is this the Chairman's strength...? Just standing there makes people breathless." A young level three mage struggled to raise his head, his pupils reflecting the visible aura of magical power surrounding Duanmu Yan.

“I’ve heard from my seniors that back then, Chairman Mao single-handedly wiped out several hundred members of the Panxing Sect and also destroyed the rebel army of the Chanyuan family. Today I finally saw it with my own eyes. This is too exaggerated…” A companion next to him, who was also being pressed down and could not stand up straight, said in a trembling voice.

"But then I suddenly realized that ten thousand cursed spirits aren't so scary after all."

"Yes, Chairman Duanmu is so strong, we can definitely win!"

Wu Tiao Wu stood at the front of the line, his sunglasses pushed up above his forehead, his blue eyes fixed on Duanmu Yan's back.

He whistled: "My goodness, Duanmu's magical power has increased a lot in the past few years. This weight is at least twelve times my size."

Xia Youjie patted him on the shoulder and said calmly, "More than that. My spell power is about six times yours, and Duanmu's spell power is more than twice as high as mine. Have you been so busy eating sweets lately that you've forgotten to exercise?"

Gojo Satoru slapped his hand away, his voice carrying a childlike seriousness: "Curse power isn't everything. My limitless energy consumption is much lower than yours. If we really fought, it's not certain who would win or lose."

Duanmu Yan ignored the bickering behind him.

He gazed at the dense forest shrouded in a barrier in the distance, the aura of magical power swirling around him. Then, with a leap, he transformed into a blur and charged into the depths of darkness.

Without even merging with his armor, he directly rammed into the forefront of the cursed spirit tide with his bare body.

"He's really impatient." Xia Youjie shook his head, pulled his hands out of his sleeves, and a vast expanse of black cursed spirit mist exploded behind him.

Gojo Satoru brought two fingers together, a sudden burst of blue light flashing from the fingertips, a wild smile on his lips: "Although I didn't tell you, we still have to see who can kill more."

The three disappeared first, and the other sorcerers, seeing that their strongest fighters had been deployed, also sprang into action.

Four hundred sorcerers acted simultaneously, spreading out in different directions according to pre-arranged formations.

Firelight, lightning, and the glow of shikigami and magical artifacts intertwined across the wilderness, creating a magnificent battle scene.

The cries of humans collided with the screech of cursed spirits; sorcerers faced off against cursed spirits!

The Night Parade of One Hundred Demons has officially begun!!

Chapter 210 Women's Group of Higher Vocational Colleges

Before the sorcerers led by Duanmu Yan set off, a giant barrier slowly rose from the ground, and a dark golden light membrane enveloped the entire suburbs, dense forests, villages, and the area where the cursed spirits resided, covering a radius of hundreds of kilometers.

The barrier, personally erected by Tianyuan, isolated the inside from the outside, leaving the cursed spirit nowhere to escape.

The moment the barrier descended, Yao Ji was circling above the dense forest. "Barrier? When did it..."

The water clock had just returned from the direction of the abandoned clinic. It landed on the giant rock next to Yao Ji and looked at the huge barrier that enveloped the surroundings: "It's a human barrier, and it's very large."

Yao Ji slammed her wing against a nearby tree trunk, snapping the thick tree in half: "We reacted too slowly! They actually dared to attack first. We hadn't even made a move yet, and they attacked first."

Louhu crossed his arms in front of his chest and said calmly, "Now is not the time to complain. Since the barrier has already been set down, we can only fight here."

Yao Ji spread her wings, a whirlwind swirling around her. Her voice pierced through the dense forest, reaching the ears of every cursed spirit: "All cursed spirits, heed my command! Spread out your formation around the edge of the barrier and attack in all directions! Slaughter everything that moves you see!"

Louhu added, "If you encounter Gojo Satoru and Duanmu Yan, do not engage them in battle. Retreat immediately. Those two humans are beyond your capabilities. Someone else will take care of them."

Yao Ji turned her head and looked into the depths of the dense forest. That direction led to the location of the clinic, which was also where the...

"When you say 'someone,' are you referring to those three old fogies who just woke up? Do they really have that ability?"

The water clock did not answer immediately; it remained silent for a long time until light appeared in the distance, at which point it slowly spoke.

"I don't know. But we can't go and die, we can't afford to lose more people in a place like this."

It stared at Yao Ji, "This is something that Itadori Kaori herself agreed to. Let her handle it. We are only responsible for the other humans."

Yao Ji nodded: "Then let's do it this way."

She flapped her wings and soared into the air, beginning to coordinate the formation of the cursed spirits. Louhu turned to look at the wilderness shrouded in the barrier, and said nothing more.

The water clock took a deep breath, clenched his fist, and said in a low voice, "This is a life-or-death battle that will determine our fate..."

……

Asakusa Town, a small town large enough to accommodate tens of thousands of people, is located relatively close to the location of the cursed spirits' hideout. At this moment, it is so quiet that it makes people feel uneasy.

The streetlights on both sides of the street were still on, but every window was dark. The residents had long since evacuated, and the only sound on the empty asphalt road was the wind blowing through the crooked signboard in front of the convenience store, making a monotonous clanging sound.

Three figures slowly walked in from the entrance of the town.

Maki walked at the front, her cursed longsword slung across her waist, her three-section staff tucked into the weapon pouch on her back, as she vigilantly observed her surroundings.

Nanako and Mimiko followed on either side, one holding a smartphone in one hand and several strands of twine taken from a teru teru bozu (a Japanese doll) wrapped around the other's fingers.

The three of them were the girls' team from Tokyo High School. As for Mai... because she only had the strength of an ordinary level three sorcerer, she operated in a more rear area.

"This town is so big, there must be quite a few cursed spirits hiding here." Nanako raised her phone, the camera on the screen pointing directly at the indistinct darkness at the end of the street.

As she spoke, she quickly swiped her thumb across the screen, switching between different filter modes, as if searching for the perfect angle for taking a photo.

Mimi took a small rag doll out of her pocket, gently smoothed the hemp rope around the doll's neck with her fingertips, and whispered, "The barrier covers the entire area, they can't escape. But this quietness is a little unsettling."

"What are you afraid of? It's better if they run away, so we don't have to search everywhere." Maki glanced back at them. "Don't act so casually. The enemy is a large army of cursed spirits. You two should watch your flanks. There are many alleys here, and they can easily sneak up from behind."

As soon as they finished speaking, a cursed spirit the size of a small car burst out of the shadows at the street corner and charged straight at the three of them.

The aura indicated that this was a level two cursed spirit.

Nanako's pupils contracted, and she instantly raised her phone, pointing the camera at the neck of the cursed spirit.

"Smile, neck twisted!"

She swiped the screen, and with a soft click, the cursed spirit's head tilted to one side at an eerie angle. Its massive body, propelled by inertia, lurched forward a few meters before crashing down less than ten meters from the three of them and slowly dissipating.

"Done!" Nanako twirled her phone between her fingers and gave Mimiko a victory sign.

It seems it's not a genius cursed spirit.

Mimi breathed a sigh of relief, hugged the doll to her chest, and smiled slightly.

"Don't be careless." Maki's hand never left the hilt of her sword. She stared at the fallen cursed spirit for a moment, then slowly drew the long sword from her waist. "A level two. In a stronghold of this size, there can't be only one."

As soon as he finished speaking, a dense and piercing sound came from the alleys on both sides of the street, surging in from all directions at the same time.

Nanako held her phone up to her eyes, and the image on the screen made her gasp: "Six in the alley on the left, some on the right, and some above!"

Dozens of cursed spirits swarmed out from the alley entrance, rooftops, and even the gaps in the manhole covers of the sewers, surrounding the three of them.

Most of them are low-level cursed spirits, but their numbers are enough to overwhelm any ordinary squad.

Behind them, an even larger figure was slowly rising from the end of the street. It was a behemoth, the size of a three-story building, covered in dark green scales, with six thick limbs that stretched across the ground like a spider, each foot leaving a deep crater in the asphalt.

It has no facial features, but a huge mouth that splits open in the center of its chest, running through its entire torso.

"Humans... humans inside the barrier, kill them all! The Night Parade of One Hundred Demons has begun, and none of you insects will leave alive."

A top-tier cursed spirit has appeared!

Chapter 211 The Tyrant Returns...

Maki gripped the long sword tightly in her backhand, the tip of the blade leaving a trail of sparks on the asphalt road, and charged head-on towards the giant beast.

The giant beast raised its forelimbs and stomped down on her head.

She dodged to the side, the shockwave sending her flying half a meter to the side. But using the momentum from her dodge, she stepped onto a nearby utility pole, propelling herself into the air.

"Nanako, those on the right are yours! Mimiko, block its movement!"

"Received!" Nanako raised her phone, the camera pointed at the several level-two cursed spirits that emerged from the alleyway on the right.

Her fingers flew across the screen as she ran and snapped photos, the clicking sounds never ceasing.

Mimi took out three palm-sized rag dolls from her pocket, each with a thin hemp rope wrapped around its neck.

She chanted incantations towards the spirits that were some distance away, and when the incantations ended, those spirits immediately lost their breath.

They're all level two or three cursed spirits; it's no problem to leave them to them.

Maki made her decision and then focused on dealing with the big guy in front of her.

She leaped down from the telephone pole, aiming her long knife at the joint of the forelimb that was fixed in mid-air.

The blade collided with the scales, sending up a string of blinding sparks. The blade sliced ​​into the joint gaps, and green juice splattered out.

The giant beast, in pain, swung its body violently, sending Maki flying. Her back slammed into the glass door of the convenience store, shattering glass everywhere.

Without pausing, she used one hand to push herself up and stand up.

Having awakened for nearly three years, her strength and physical attributes have reached a very high level. Although not as good as Fukushiro, she is still one of the best among sorcerers.

Just then, a level-three cursed spirit emerged from the sewer and pounced on Maki's back, only to be cleaved in two by her horizontal sword strike.

She shook off the remnants of the curse and pointed her blade at the giant beast again.

"Come on, monster."

Instead of launching an attack immediately, she called out to someone not far away, "Nanako, Mimiko, step back, move further away. The commotion here might be a bit loud."

Hearing the two sisters' voices coming from afar, Maki turned her gaze back to the giant beast in front of her.

The behemoth's six thick limbs braced against the ground, its massive maw splitting open as it roared, "Human, I will kill you!"

It charged at her, and Maki gripped the knife with both hands, pushed off with her feet, and met it head-on.

She's avoiding your attention?!

The longsword collided with the giant beast's forelimbs, sparks flying as metal clashed against scales.

The impact traveled along the blade to her arm, causing her to slide backward, leaving two deep black tracks on the road.

This guy is really strong. She estimated in her mind that he probably used about 70 or 80% of his strength in that attack.

She gripped the knife handle tightly again, a smile involuntarily creeping onto her lips, but she wasn't at the point where she couldn't fight back.