Jujutsu Kaisen: I Am The Strongest Spellcaster

There are still five days until the three monsters are resurrected.

Late at night, in a deep canyon on the outskirts of the country, there is a secret base of the Curse Division organization.

In the realm of life created by Qichen Hufu and Gouhuang.

Within the domain, there is a plain.

In the center of the plain, there are three tall stone statues.

They correspond to the three major monsters of Yamata-no-Orochi, Tamamo-mae, and Daitengu respectively.

and a large altar for worship.

The three major curse master organizations are currently discussing the resurrection plan in five days.

"Everything is ready now, all that's left is the east wind. Do you two have anything to say?"

Gou Huing, the oldest among the three, spoke.

"Of course. I think we need to get rid of that guy named Wen Ren Mo Yan first."

Hu Fu said in a cold voice. Even now, her hand still hurts.

Qichen and Gou Huan both shook their heads and did not agree with Hu Fu's opinion.

"He said that he would come out to stop us at the most critical moment. If we don't get rid of him now, there will be endless troubles!"

Hu Fu talked about the pros and cons. Of course, revenge played a big part.

Qichen said: "Not to mention whether the few of us who want to blatantly kill a quasi-special-level Jujutsu master can succeed."

"Even if we succeed, how much will we lose?"

"The top priority now is not to get rid of that man, but to resurrect the adults."

"With the power of the adults, we are qualified to go to war with the Jujutsu masters and fight against each other."

Qichen paused, and then said: "Perhaps we can offer a reward and let other curse masters intercept and kill Wen Ren Mo Yan in five days. We don't want to kill him, just to delay him."

"Or, if you pay a high price and let that man take action, there is no possibility of success."

Qichen said in a serious tone.

The man he was talking about was naturally the tyrant of heaven and earth - Fuheisher!

Gou Huo on the side made a sound at this time, shook his head, and said in an old voice: "It's absolutely impossible, we can't ask that guy Fuheisher to take action."

"Have you forgotten what that man's last name was?"

"Even if Fuhei breaks away from the Zenin family and marries Fushihei, it doesn't mean that he has no contact with the Zenin family."

"He is still a Zenin."

"Don't forget, that old ghost from the Zenin family is still alive!"

"As long as he is still alive, Fuheishier will not be able to change the world!"

"Back then, half of the Zenin family was slaughtered. Do you really think that lunatic had feelings for the other half of the clan?"

"hehe."

"Calling all the members back, as long as they enter our home court, even if the Six Eyes kid from the Gojo family comes, we can make him die of hatred!"

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Night, Tokyo, on a dim street.

A tall, unruly man with black hair and eyes was walking carelessly on his way home.

Fuheishier just completed a mission to remove the first-level Cursed Spirit.

For him, level one is too weak.

But he was very satisfied with the price given by his employer.

Fuheishier looked at the bank card balance information sent by his mobile phone and couldn't help but raise the corners of his mouth.

"Looks like I can take a big gamble again."

Fuheishier is going to have a big gamble next.

After all, the only way to relieve worries is to get rich suddenly.

Just when Fuhei was walking comfortably on this less traveled road.

Several figures appeared from the darkness and stood in front of Fuheishier.

Fuheishier raised his eyelids and looked at the people not far away with a nonchalant look, as if he was looking at a few big, blind dogs blocking the road.

"Get out of the way, good dogs stay out of the way."

"Zenin, my master, please come back with us."

One of them spoke.

Fuheishier seemed not to have heard it, and said in a cold voice: "Go away!"

"If you don't come back with us, then we'll have to use a little violence."

A young voice responded, seemingly a young man who had just become a Jujutsu master.

I thought Fuheishi'er was just a big loser with no magic power.

I don't know how powerful Fuhe Shi'er is.

Soon, he will pay the price for his arrogance.

The next second, Fuheishier had already arrived in front of the man, lifted the man high with a big hand, and grabbed the man's throat with his hand.

"How is that possible! Isn't he a waste with zero magic power? How can he be so fast!"

The man couldn't believe it. He wanted to break free from Fuheisheer's shackles, but found that the other person's body was like steel and his hands were like steel pliers. No matter how much he resisted, he was powerless.

Soon, the man's face began to turn red and purple due to lack of oxygen, his eyes bulged, and he was about to die due to lack of oxygen.

Someone wanted to come to the rescue but was stopped by the leading man.

"I told you not to mess with this man."

"He is looking for death himself and cannot blame anyone else."

The leading man was a survivor who had witnessed the massacre of the Zenin family by Sky and Tyrant.

He knew very well and understood how terrifying the man in front of him was!

Just when the man was about to die, a stooped, extremely old man slowly walked out of the darkness.

"That's enough, Shi'er, the farce should end."

The old man's voice was hoarse and low, as if the lamp had run out of oil, yet it made people feel extremely frightened.

Zenin!

The previous head of the Zenin family, the owner of the Zenin family's ten shadow spells!