After all, no one knows what is going on in such a large-scale account. Having just experienced the "Night Parade of One Hundred Demons" last year, they seem to be unable to afford the large-scale casualties among magicians.

There was no big objection in everyone's mind, and the discussion ended quickly;

[The General Administration of Curse Department announces as follows: Special-grade magician Gojo Satoru has quelled the Shibuya riot alone. At this moment, the free magician has left to standby outside the "tent" to clean up the curse that Gojo Satoru missed. Special-grade magician Xia Luo is on standby at the Tokyo school. Special-grade magician Yi Gu Yuta is called back to his country. ]

It was impossible for them to protect the non-magicians in the tent, so the safest way was to try their best to protect the magicians. Although they were a group of old folks who were stubborn, they were also keenly aware that something was wrong.

Under normal circumstances, the three special-grade cursed spirits could be contained with the cooperation of first or second-grade magicians, but these three were so powerful that they could be killed instantly if a first-grade magician wasn't careful.

At this moment, they were thinking of asking Gojo Satoru to clean up those cursed spirits. If Gojo Satoru couldn't do it, they still had Xia Rishe and the top-grade magician, Yuta Hasugi, who could be recalled from abroad at any time.

This level of battle is probably beyond the ability of a regular first-level magician to intervene.

As the announcement from the Instructions Department came out, the cell phones of a large number of first-level magicians and family leaders started ringing at the same time.

"Drip, drip, drip..."

Nanami Kento took out the ringing phone from his pocket, his pupils slightly contracted as he checked the text messages, picked up the suit on the chair, and said, "Ino, let's go."

"Oh, is there something urgent? Mr. Nanami."

Ino Takuma looked at the affectionate and serious Nanami Kento, quickly finished his coffee in one gulp, and chased after him.

"Yes, but whether it's serious or not, we won't know until we get there."

……

The Kamo family did not respond at this time. After all, the head of the family had died at home and no one found out. The head of the Gojo family was Gojo Satoru, who was wandering on the street eating ice cream at the moment. He glanced at the message that suddenly came from his mobile phone and just exclaimed "interesting". Zenin Naohito glanced at the message, his mustache raised, and he had no intention of going there. At the moment, he was waiting for the arrival of his grandson.

Everyone in the Kyoto and Tokyo schools also received the message at this moment. Anyone who was not on a mission at the moment was notified to leave and wait outside the Shibuya tent to exchange information with the auxiliary supervisors waiting on the spot.

Xia Luo, who was outside, looked at the message on his phone that suddenly came to his mind, and the corners of his mouth slightly raised. He said, "It's really fast... The final battle, let's see what tricks you can come up with."

Ten thousand meters above the sky, the "Exploding Clay Bird" that was hundreds of meters long flapped its wings. Xia left the Flying Thunder God mark on its body and then left in an instant, heading to the Tokyo school to get equipment. He glanced at the direction and let the "Golden Eagle" fly straight.

You don't take the notices from those senior guys seriously at all. Just wait obediently when they tell you to wait for the flight?

He also let Gojo Satoru go forward alone. It would be lucky for him not to get hurt if he goes in now. After all, he is that shrewd guy.

"call out--"

When Xia Luo returned home, Ueno Shunhui, who was sitting on the bed watching TV, saw her brother coming back and said happily, "Brother!"

"Well, brother, I have something to take care of tonight. I'm going to take Shura away. You need to sleep quietly by yourself. This is the doll I bought for you."

Xia Rishe handed the doll in his hand to Ueno Shunhui who was lying on the bed, then picked it up and put it on the ground, lifted the mattress and took out the "Universal Psychic Scroll" stored in it.

"Well, when will my brother come back?"

Looking at her brother taking the scroll under the bed, Ueno Shunhui also knew that it was a very important matter. After all, sister Maki suddenly left not long ago, saying that there was something important.

"...I will definitely come back tomorrow."

Xia Rilu put the scroll on his back, picked up the backpack in the corner, opened it to check the "Wave Breaking Sword" stored inside, then hung it on his shoulder, put the "Senjutsu o Exploding Clay o Aska" cross-body bag, and the waist bag marked with the "Flying Thunder God" kunai and "Amenakaboko".

After checking everything was fine, he patted Ueno Shunhui's head and said, "Sleep well."

"Well, I'm grown up now, so you don't need to worry about me, brother."

Ueno Shunhui nodded and looked at Xia Rishe's relieved smile. As the scarlet cursed power enveloped Shura, her brother and Shura left instantly.

My brother... is a very strong and responsible person...

"Let's watch TV together. If anything happens to Xiao Luo, I will summon my real body."

The slug fairy on the wall spoke.

……

"Master, is there a strong enemy?"

Shura, standing on the [Golden Eagle], said excitedly.

"Yes, it is indeed a strong enemy, but it will take some time to get there, it is a bit far."

Xia Rishui opened the map and looked at the distance, estimating that it would take about an hour. He turned around and called Diablo, who was out, to tell him about this and ask him to evacuate the crowd in advance. Even if they all crowded at the edge of the tent, they could not be in the center of the tent. Otherwise, if a fight broke out, he was not sure how many people would die.

In a battle between special-class players, anyone who is not a magician and is even slightly affected will die instantly.

This is not a fairy tale world. People born into this world must be prepared for a sudden and unexpected death at any time, including him...

There are many different techniques. Is there any technique in this world that is so-called "immortal"?

Of course there is, but it has not been born yet. Tengen's technique is "immortality", but it is not "immortality" in the true sense. He only knew this after he became a special-class magician.

The so-called "immortality" is only immortality at the level of a technique. The body will still age with the passage of time. Under normal circumstances, the aging body will eventually die, but his "immortality" technique allows him to live instinctively, and he will even forcibly evolve his body against his will until he reaches the level of "immortality".

This kind of evolution will cause Tianyuan to be forced to evolve into a creature similar to the "Curse Spirit". After all, only the body of a Curse Spirit can meet the requirement of "immortality".

Tengen maintains the operation of the entire Japanese "account" and is the lifeline of the Japanese sorcery world. In order to guard against this kind of situation, every five hundred years, qualified humans - "astral plasma" - will be assimilated with Tengen to reset their physical information.

But the latest assimilation seems to have failed. Who knows what Tianyuan is at this moment, a human? A cursed spirit? Or something in between?

The technique has endless possibilities, and maybe one day he would suddenly die suddenly, but the possibility is not high. After all, his strength is limited. The only way for him to suddenly die suddenly is if that person is stronger than him and commits suicide.

……

【20:14】

Tokyo Metro, Shibuya Station, near Exit 13.

Yichi Chijie Gao was explaining the things inside the tent to Nanami Kento, Ino Takuma, and Fushiguro Megumi who happened to be nearby. After all, today was Halloween and the people from the Jujutsu High School were all out playing, so if there was any emergency, only the nearest sorcerer could go.

Nanami Kento listened attentively, and Ino Takuma looked at Fushiguro Megumi, who was also a second-level magician but was still in school, and immediately acted like a senior and said, "Fushiguro, Fushiguro.

Let me tell you, the "tent"... that is, the barrier, the fundamental condition for its effectiveness is "something related to the cursed power".

To put it simply, it refers to people, cursed spirits, and cursed objects.

Therefore, the signal being blocked is a secondary effect of the "tent" being cast, and the barrier technique of the "tent" does not include the option of whether to block the signal."

“…Oh, I know that.”

Fushiguro Megumi was speechless. This should be something that every sorcerer knows, right?

"Ino, I'm very good. I'm already in the process of being evaluated for a higher level magician. You don't have to act like a senior all the time."

Nanami Kento on the side continued to look at Yidi Zhijie Gao after he finished speaking and asked, "Then what? Where is Mr. Gojo?"

"……do not know."

Yidi Chijiegao turned his head and looked at the street in the distance, where Yoshino Junpei was guiding some approaching passers-by to stay away from here.

the same moment;

Shibuya Mark'Gity Restaurant Avenue entrance (outside the "tent").

Akira Nitta looked at Yuji Itadori, Nobara Kugisaki, and Mafuyu Kurosaki who had come over and waved, "Here!"

"What's going on? Miss Nitta?"

Not understanding what was going on, but sensing something was wrong, Kugisaki Nobara looked around the deserted streets and said in disbelief, "There's no one at the intersection in front of the station!? This is Halloween in Shibuya!!"

"Something must have happened there. Everyone fled to the edge of the tent, and everyone said the same thing..."

Arata Akira, who was on standby, said, "Bring Gojo Satoru here."

The three of them were shocked. After all, how could a non-magician know him? !

Yuji Itadori asked in confusion: "Since all non-magicians are trapped in the tent, can't we just destroy the tent?"

“It’s hard to do.”

Akira Nitta explained: "Because the 'tent' itself does not prevent the curser from entering and exiting. So we can't attack the 'tent' itself. It would be faster to find and eliminate the curser who cast the 'tent'."

"So our mission is to help solve this matter?"

Kurosaki Mafuyu asked in confusion.

"No! Everyone please stay where you are and wait!"

As soon as Nitta Akira finished speaking, a figure rushed over and instantly dived into the tent. The speed was so fast that it was almost impossible to see who it was.

"...The one just now, was that the housekeeper of Senior Xia's family, right?"

Kugisaki Nobara lifted her hair that was blown by the wind, and the two people beside her nodded, while Nitta Akira only saw an afterimage...

Diablo rushed into the tent and shouted, "Everyone, look at me! I have something to announce..."

the same moment;

JR Shibuya Station, New South Exit (outside the "tent").

"They set up a high-level barrier and specifically requested Gojo Satoru. They should be the same group that attacked the exchange meeting."

Atsuya Kusakabe was walking in front with a lollipop in his mouth, followed by Panda and Inumaki Satoru. "In order to minimize the losses, the higher-ups decided that Gojo Satoru would quell the riot in Shibuya alone."

"'Minimize the losses' refers to the casualties of magicians, right? Does the lives of ordinary people not matter?"

Panda also knew what the higher-ups' actions meant, but he still said it out loud. After all, their usual mission was to protect non-magicians as much as possible. His "father", Ye Mo Zheng Dao, also said the same thing.

"That's right, don't get excited yet. This time is different from last year's Night Parade of One Hundred Demons. Things have already happened." Kusakabe Atsuya said:

"I also think this is the best way. And I just went to check out the inside of the tent, it was really peaceful.

Although most people were in a panic, there were no curse spirits or curse masters killing people, so the current situation was that many ordinary people were locked up.

But, to be honest, I won’t go in there again.”

"Why?!"

Panda and Gojuan Ji were all confused, looking at Kusakabe scratching his cheek with a thoughtful look on his face, as if there was something inside that scared him.

"Should it be the Shibuya Hikari Building?"

Kusakabe Atsuya thought, "It is estimated that there are many special-grade cursed spirits gathered in the basement of that building."

! !

At the same time, on Bunkamura Street, Dogenzaka 2-chome Higashi (inside the "tent").

A bunch of people were banging on the tent, shouting why they couldn't get out! Some people were wondering who Gojo Satoru was and why so many people were calling him in?

A man with a slicked-back hair said in a cold sweat: "Didn't you see it just now? It was all sucked away!

The huge crowd at the intersection was sucked into the station! ! Like the water in a bathtub with the tap pulled out! Otherwise, we would have taken the subway back long ago! ! "

"You can probably figure it out if you think about it, right? You poor student!!"

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