Pochi-chan, I used to be a princess.

[Giant black hands rose from the ground, and Yuji Itadori was pushed back. In the dark area, there were only crossed limbs, and the two people, Masato and Nanami Kento.]

"I just want to thank you now."

['The field expands. Within this natural field constructed with cursed energy, the sure-kill technique will be elevated to a sure-kill technique. This is the ultimate level of curse that I have never been able to reach.

The activation condition of his spell that can interfere with the soul is to touch the object with the palm of the hand in the original form, and I am in the area where I am sure to hit it. I am literally in his palm.

Damn it, sorcerers are shit. They often force their companions to sacrifice their lives for others, so I quit, or rather, ran away. '】

[Faced with this desperate situation, Nanami Kento fell into memories. ]

"Do you like this kind of bread? You always buy this kind of bread when you come here."

[At the bakery, the clerk chats with Nanami Kento with a smile.]

"Yes, because the nearby convenience store doesn't sell it anymore."

[Nanaha Kento said as he took out the money.]

"Isn't ours better than the ones at the convenience store?"

"Of course. It's a bakery after all."

“You’re welcome.”

The clerk packed the bread for Nanami Kento and sent him off with a smile.

Nanami Kento walked out the door and looked back. A cursed spirit was lying on the shoulder of the shop assistant who was waving at him with a smile.

"It's okay to leave it alone, right? It would be troublesome if people mistake you for a weird psychic."

【Nanami Kento returns to the company and continues working.】

"I'm someone who has no sense of meaning or value in life. I plan to make some money before I'm 30 or 40, then go to a country with low prices and live a leisurely life. In the four years since I left college, all I've thought about is money. As long as I have money, I can break free from curses and other people. Money, money, money, money! I want to make money!"

[One day, Nanami Kento comes to the bakery again. ]

Seeing the dark circles under Nanami Kento's eyes, the clerk asked with concern, "Are you okay? Did you not sleep well?"

Nanami Kento said, "You are the one who looks tired."

The clerk rubbed his shoulders and said with a smile, "Have you noticed? My shoulders have been feeling heavy lately, and my sleep quality hasn't been good."

"My job basically involves keeping money for the rich, and then making them even richer. Honestly, even without me, no one would be bothered. But if there were no bakery, people who want bread would be bothered. But for some reason, a job like mine, so detached from human life, is actually making more money. It's really strange when you think about it."

The clerk asked blankly, "Show off, show off?"

【"no."】

"Sorry, this is a little hard for me to understand."

"Could you please step forward?"

The clerk didn't understand what Nanami Kento meant, but didn't refuse and took a small step forward.

Nanami Kento swung his arm forward, smashing the flyhead on the clerk's shoulder.

“How does your shoulder feel now?”

"Strange, so relaxing."

The clerk stretches his arms, and Nanami Kento picks up the bread and walks out of the store.

【"etc!"】

The clerk came to his senses and hurried after him, shouting to Nanami Kento, "Thank you! Welcome back next time!"

"Thank you. I thought I had no value in life."

Nanami Kento walked down the sunny street, took out his cell phone from his pocket, and called Gojo Satoru.

"Hello, I'm Nanami. I have something to tell you. Yes, I want to go to the technical high school tomorrow... What are you laughing at?"

In the realm of the real person, Nanami Kento removed his sunglasses and said calmly, "There's no need for that. I've already received gratitude from many people, and I have no regrets."

"I worked so hard to make money to realize my dream, but in the end, I chose the most difficult path to help others."

Nanami Aoyama sat on the floor beside the bed, holding a discounted cheap lunch box, with her cell phone placed on the chair as a TV. When she heard Kento Nanami's confession, she couldn't help but sigh.

"If I were also a sorcerer... could I make such a choice?"

Is it really possible to have no regrets?

Nanami Aoyama doesn't think she can be that noble. She wants to make enough money to sing the praises of life as a voice actor. She is too idealistic to give up her dreams and risk her life to help others.

"One billion, one and a half billion, two billion..."

Henry Zhang continued to calculate the total amount of telekinesis of the collective consciousness.

When the confession of Nanami Kento appeared in the realm of the real person, the collective consciousness had a deeper impression of the sorcerers and cursed spirits, and the telekinesis gradually climbed towards 50 billion.

The concept of the cursed spirit has been completely formed, and the concept of the sorcerer has been mostly formed, because some concepts have not been announced.

But it doesn’t matter, the formed part is enough.

The completion of the concepts of cursed spirits and sorcerers made it possible for consciousness to interfere with matter.

The barrier between consciousness and matter is also becoming increasingly weak.

After the last inventory, the people Bosra killed only became tired and felt phantom pain for a short period of time.

That was the initial interference of consciousness in matter, and it was also a manifestation of the fact that the connection between consciousness and matter was not close.

For the dead in World Z, it was like a dream. How could people really die in a dream?

It’s different now. Although it still affects the spiritual world, the concept of cursed spirits has linked the death phenomena in the Z world with those in the real world.

As a collection of negative emotions, the killing of people by cursed spirits in World Z is similar to people dying from fright, and the cause of death may also be excessive secretion of adrenaline leading to organic death.

This is actually quite scientific.

Serious supernatural phenomena - becoming the twilight of a sorcerer is still not very supernatural.

Walawala cannot be performed in the real world yet, and currently the cursed power can only work on the human body.

However, it will be soon. Sooner or later, he will be able to transform the real world into a supernatural fantasy worldview.

Chapter 34: Death without Regrets

Henry Zhang looked at the Sea of Curse, and saw that more than 100 billion cursed spirits had been born.

I can only say that it’s a good thing that World Z is not a material world, otherwise these 100 billion cursed spirits could fill several countries.

"5 million level 5 cursed spirits, attached to million stressed-out people."

Hins Cheung was also ruthless. He first released 5 million harmless fourth-level cursed spirits to make things more difficult for the people in the real world.

"1 million level cursed spirits, scattered across the surface of World Z."

The Z world is not a place for concerts. Next time Goto Ichiri goes berserk, let the people who are affected and come in together experience the horror of the cursed spirit.

"Second-level curse spirits, first-level curse spirits, and special-level curse spirits are left in the Cursed Sea and activated at any time."

Henry Zhang's gaze was fixed on a cursed spirit that took shape in the Cursed Sea - a real person.

The next moment, Henry Zhang disappeared from the Z world, and the real person opened his eyes.

"As the collective subconscious of humanity, a real person's body is too suitable for me, right?"

Complete state - real person Hins Cheung.

As the incarnation of the Z world, Henry Zhang can become any existence born in the Z world, or in other words, all existences born in the Z world are part of Henry Zhang.

Hins Cheung, who has the identity of Alaya, can feel the power of this body rapidly rising after integrating his consciousness into the cursed body of Zhenren, which was born from human hatred and fear of human beings.

Alaya Evil, you can give yourself another code name.

"Then... get ready to start."

[Even sorcerers can die without regrets]

【2018年10月31日19:00整点，以东急百货东横店为中心，降下半径约为400公尺的帐。】

"Humanity is made of lies. Positive emotions and behaviors on the surface inevitably have a negative side. However, negative emotions like hatred and murderous intent are all genuine, authentic emotions. We, the curse born from negative emotions, are the purest and most authentic humans. Impostors should be eliminated."

"I simply wish to protect this planet. The forests, oceans, and skies are all weeping. They've reached the limit of their endurance and can no longer coexist with humans. They know there are still kind people on the planet, but how much of their kindness can offset their malice? They simply want time. With time, the planet will once again become a dazzling blue. We need time without humans. Die quickly and become a sage."

"It doesn't have to be me who laughs loudly in the wilderness a hundred years from now. As long as the curse can stand up as a human being, that's enough."

To achieve their ideal, the special-grade cursed spirits took thousands of citizens as hostages and lured Gojo Satoru into their trap. They risked their lives to seal the strongest being in the world of curses.

"Wow cool wow cool!"

Anya opened her eyes wide, and the clips and words that flashed across the screen made her particularly excited.

Although I don’t understand the meaning of this, it feels very powerful.

"Everyone has their own justice? This is truly an irreconcilable contradiction."

Huanghun crossed his arms and looked serious.

He did not have any memory of these things, and it was only then that he realized that the cursed spirits, as the opposite of humans, actually had such grand ideals.

"If we look beyond the perspectives of both parties, we can't say for sure that the actions of the cursed spirits are wrong, because their very existence is humanity's sin... However, as humans, we can't step outside of our human perspective and agree with the actions of the cursed spirits."

"Then this is the ending, right? A death without regrets. Doesn't a sorcerer die without regrets? Why even bring it up specifically?"

Yuri sat upright on the sofa, his hands resting on his chin, his tone still sharp.

But unlike his attitude towards Twilight, Yuri always had some respect for Nanami Kento in his heart.

Dusk nodded, his tone heavy: "Yes, there is no such thing as a sorcerer dying without regrets."

Joel was surprised and asked, "But isn't Mr. Lloyd still alive? Mr. Lloyd is clearly alive and well."

"It's possible something similar to what happened with Kayal going back in time. On October 2018, 10, I don't remember this happening."

Not only did Huang Hun not remember it, the Eastern Government also had no recollection of such a thing ever happening.

After receiving an order from the Prime Minister's Office, the National Police Agency checked the files from October to November 2018 overnight, trying to find clues to the Shibuya Incident.

"It's impossible to find."

Toru Amuro just thought that this order was stupid. If there really was a clue, would they wait until now to let people discover it?

Toru Amuro crossed his legs and stared at the computer screen.

"It's similar to the time travel of the Philosopher's Stone, but it's not a time travel. It's already marked as three years ago. Combined with Geto Suguru's cursed spirit manipulation technique and Masashi's inaction transformation, there's a greater than 70% chance that it's actually modifying reality."

【Afterwards, Nanami Kento and other sorcerers joined the battlefield. 】

At Shibuya Station, Nanami Kento's upper body has been burned to charcoal, and his left eye is only a blackened hole. He drags his severely injured body down the station stairs, and a large number of cyborgs appear in front of him.

Nanami Kento raised his head and sighed, "Malaysia... yes... Malaysia... Kuantan is good..."

"I've built my own home on this ordinary seaside, piled high with books I've bought but never read, flipping through them one by one, as if reclaiming lost time... No, I'm going to save Fushiguro-kun... Maki-san... and Naobi-san? How are they doing...? I'm tired, tired, yes, I'm tired. I've done enough."

Nanami Kento, in a trance, instinctively swung his dagger, continuously slashing at the cyborgs around him. Even though his body was about to fall down at any moment, he killed all of them.

[When he came to his senses, the real person appeared in front of him, pressing his palm on his chest.]

[“…Are you there?”]

"Yes, I'm here all the time. Want to chat? I've been with you a few times."

Nanami Kento remained silent, mentally asking his deceased colleague, "Habara, what exactly did I want to do in the end? I've already escaped, so why would I return for such an ambiguous reason?"

[In front of Nanami Kento, a former colleague appeared. He stretched his arm toward the passage on the other side. Nanami Kento turned his head and saw Itadori Yuji rushing out from around the corner.]

"Nana Ming!"

[Yuji Itadori saw the unburned half of Nanami Kento's face, and smiled at him: "Itadori-kun, I'll leave everything to you from now on."]

[After saying this, the master released his cursed energy from his palm, shattering Nanami Kento's upper body.]

Chapter 35: Transformation of the Spellcaster