Starting from the creation of Samadhi True Fire at Shenhuoshuo Village

These were all within Kensuo's plan. Originally, he only considered Fuheisher as a backup card.

After all, he was not familiar with Fuhe Shi'er, and his knowledge of him was mostly based on hearsay. In addition, Kensuo didn't trust the stability of the spirit magic, so he thought it would be nice to be able to help him a little.

But the result was far beyond his expectation.

Fushiguro's intuition was so sharp that he unconsciously quickly determined that only Gojo Satoru was the strongest nearby, and quickly broke into the Shibuya subway station to make up for the time gap after Hana Yu's defeat.

What’s more important is————

He was actually able to maintain such a high combat IQ in this state, and use that day's inverse horse as proficiently as in the past!

Speaking of how the weapon Tennibo came from...

Xia Youjie hid in the mezzanine above the Shibuya subway station and the central platform, smiling broadly at the girl behind him.

"You did a really good job, Rimei."

"You are not allowed to communicate with me using Master Su Nuo's tone."

"..."

In the mezzanine, the cold wind was biting.

The temperature in Shibuya during Halloween was not too low. Many cosplayers wore cool see-through outfits to pose for photos, but in this underground hollow area it was already freezing cold.

In the white air, a white-haired girl with a younger sister's head stood next to Kang Suo. She was wearing a black cassock, and there was a faint look of disgust in her purple pupils.

"We are now in a cooperative relationship of interest. Please correct your attitude."

"Yes, yes... I just want to give you a few compliments."

"That's not necessary."

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At this moment, the east side street is two hundred meters away from the Shibuya Center Building.

Human ice sculptures of all sizes are scattered here, surrounded by extremely thick frost and moss, and all buildings are covered with thick ice edges.

The bustling city that used to be bustling with traffic is now like a world of ice. Just standing here for a moment, you can feel the bone-deep cold coming straight into your chest, making you shiver all over.

And in the center of this ice sculpture, a girl with green hair and a slender figure is trapped in it. Her expression is horrified and sluggish, as if time has been frozen in the moment before the ice, and her face is filled with unfathomable emotions. Believe in four big words.

……

"Cough cough... cough cough cough!!"

I don't know how long it took for Nanami to rescue Zenyuan Maki from the ice sculpture with great difficulty.

Ieiri Shoko is right next to her, and is currently using an inversion technique to raise her body temperature.

Perhaps the enemy's methods were too barbaric, and the expression on Jiajie Nizi's face was not very good-looking.

I don't know how long it took, but when Jiarujia was already sweating profusely, Maki slowly opened her eyes.

"Classmate Zenyuan, you finally woke up!"

"Senior Nanami...why did you...do your mission for me? How was the mission completed?"

"Teacher Gojo is still processing it. After all, the planned time has not passed yet. As for the other groups, the progress is pretty smooth."

"Well... I'm the only one holding everyone back."

"What are you talking about? It seems that the enemy you encountered should have the strength of a special-level curse spirit. It is normal to be unable to deal with it."    "No... I obviously brought the school's treasured magic tools to fight against the enemy. Obviously... Wait, magic tool? Where is my magic tool? Has it been recovered by that guy?!"

Zenyuan Maki came to her senses completely. She searched everywhere on her high school uniform, but she never found any spell tools.

It is true that the Wanli Lock is inconvenient to carry, but the Youyun can be folded and the Tiannibo is also relatively compact. Zenyuan Maki thought that with the blessing of these two treasures, the chance of winning against the enemy would be improved.

"Did that woman attack me just because...?"

"Don't think too much."

Nanami Kento pushed up his goggles, his expression remained the same.

"This is common when performing tasks, but the spell tools you brought out must be valuable special-grade spell tools. It is still a bit regretful."

"How can you not think too much...if the enemy gets those spell tools——"

"I know it's the legendary Tennibobo. It's too difficult to use. Those curse spirits don't know how to use it. I guess even you can't master it."

After Nanami Kento finished speaking, Zenyuan Maki felt the same.

I have always been known as a genius in weapon warfare, but I still can't figure out how to use Tennibo to interrupt the technique even though I have used it many times. Naturally, it is even less possible for those clumsy curse spirits with well-developed limbs to understand.

But what if one of the enemies has a curse master who is extremely good at physical arts?

'At least that woman isn't...'

Zenyuan Maki recalled the terrible experience not long ago.

A girl with white hair who looked no older than a junior high school student. The hair on the back of her head was dyed fiery red, which made Zenin Maki think she was a young cosplayer who came to Shibuya specifically for Halloween.

Taking advantage of this, Zenyuan Maki didn't pay much attention to this girl, but when she turned her head, Maki saw the special pair of glasses - this girl had a spell, a very huge spell.

Is it a curse spirit? Is there a cursed spirit that can look like this? Is it the art of disguise?

However, this girl gave people the impression of being extremely calm and composed, like an old man who had lived for a hundred years, slowly approaching her silently.

And for some reason, every time she took a step closer, the cold air swirling around her would become stronger, from skin to flesh, from flesh to bone, from bone to marrow, from marrow to heart, from heart to death...

The range of the spell was too wide. Zenyuan Maki took out the spell tool and fought the enemy for three rounds. After that, she gradually discovered that something was wrong with her. Before she could escape, she was frozen into an ice sculpture.

Maki couldn't remember exactly what happened after that. The only thing she was certain of was that she survived by relying on her extremely strong physique in a near-death state, and the two magic tools she carried with her were also missing.

"What kind of magic tool is it? Is it expensive? Haha, wouldn't it be nice to buy another one?"

A female voice that was quite imposing yet graceful came from not far away.

Hearing this voice, Nanami Kento immediately bowed slightly.

"Hello, Senior Ming."

"Ah la ah la, it would be great if Gojo was as polite as you."

Maki looked sideways and looked carefully at the young lady named Mingming.

Wearing a black dress that was different from the uniform of a high school student, she wore a social tie like Nanami-senpai's. Her thick light blue hair was tied thickly over the right side of her face, covering her eyes tightly.

Gojo Satoru-sensei is Nanami-senpai's senior, and this Miss Meimei is Gojo Satoru-sensei's senior. It is said that she is quite strong and a mature woman who can be relied on.

"Buy...one more?"

Maki didn't expect such words to come out of Mingming's mouth. (End of chapter)