"It seems that progress is still going well. If this speed continues, it won't be long before it's time to harvest."

Ryuichi has a faint smile on his face, like a harmless boy next door.

Behind him, two black and white figures appeared faintly.

On that day, after Ryuichi untied the Dispatch Of Detained Spirits, the Curse recovered by him was like Hyakki Yakou, all over Tokyo.

And all of them were branded by the dragon moment.

Curse's instinct is to devour humans, the lower the Curse, the weaker the self-awareness.

But after being restrained by Ryuichi, Curse will subconsciously obey Ryuichi's designation and regard it as the meaning of his own existence.

In order to quickly give birth to a super Cursed Spirit, Ryuichi must let a deep-rooted nightmare invade the world of the entire Tokyo people, so as to completely detonate the fear of hundreds of millions of people.

Only the negative emotions under that intensity can accumulate enough energy to derive special grades.

It is easy to detonate a person's emotions, but it is simply difficult to detonate the emotions of hundreds of millions of people.

However, Ryuichi thought of the simplest way.

die! !

No matter the indifferent passerby, the cruel villain, or the atheist, as long as they are still human, they will not escape from the first law of life, that is...

Alive!

For living things, only living can continue to have everything, and the fear of death is also deeply engraved in human DNA, an indelible shadow.

Ryuichi is great, concocting a strange story of killing, to slaughter sentient beings regardless.

However, as proud as him, disdainful.

A Curse formed by death is almost difficult to be born, and even if it is born, it may not reach the super class.

Therefore, under Ryuichi's deliberate guidance, he released hundreds of Curse, and began to curse people all over Tokyo.

Erasing it, and at the same time creating an image of black and white impermanence, guiding the direction of the strange story.

The messenger of death, the ecstatic undead, the believer of the abyss.

The body of the person who committed the sin will be marked by the curse formed by various Curses. The death and resentment of such people will gather a large number of Curses, hunting such people on a large scale, and at the same time expanding the scope of the strange talk. The whole Tokyo area.

Ryuichi's plan has almost completed half of the progress.

Behind him, the looming black and white ambassador, officially the results of this period.

Take the endless terror of the criminal as the skeleton, and the fear of misfortune and death of all living beings as the soul.

The super imaginary Cursed Spirit, the prototype of black and white impermanence has emerged.

"Not enough, we need a scene, a big scene with the whole Tokyo as the stage"

bass! !

Suddenly a small teeny head flew towards Ryuichi at a very fast speed.

Slowly fell on Ryuichi's shoulder.

A yellowed envelope slipped off.

His eyes ran across the content of the letter at random, and the pair of eyes that looked like a bright moon suddenly burst into light.

"The stage has been set up!!"

The teeny who had delivered the news disappeared out of thin air, and the curse power collapsed.

The handwriting on the yellowed paper is a bit mottled, but the four large characters can be vaguely read.

Contest in front of the imperial court.

In the autumn wind, the envelope fell to the ground.

Turned to ashes in an instant.

............

"Is Ryuichi's final decision to play for Tokyo Academy?"

Above the Zenin's pavilion.

Four or five old figures showed different heights under the lights.

It was clear that it was daylight outside, but in the courtyard of Zenin's house, it did seem to be enveloped by endless nights, or, in other words, surrounded by layers of black shadows.

·· ···Seeking flowers············

The contemporary owner of the Zenin family, Zenin Naobi picked up the jug and took a sip.

"Yes, that kid, what a day student has become."

"So, your original plan was to fart! Use Gouyu in exchange for his return? Haha!! How do you explain like the Patriarch of the past! You can be convicted of Zenin Zhipi!!!"

A tall figure yelled at Zenin Naobi.

However, there was a bit of disdain at the corner of Zhibiren's mouth. He raised his head and looked at the tall figure with a look of idiot.

... ....... .......

"Old silly, old silly, no matter where the kid goes, he is the blood of my Zenin family!!"

"You have such a brain, no wonder, your generation was severely suppressed by the Gojo family, it deserves it!!"

"You!!! Bastard!!!"

The figure was choked by Zenin Naobi's words, and the voice was strangely angry.

"Okay~ Naobi is the head of this generation, and all decisions of this generation are in the hands of him! Don't forget! This is Zenin's rule!!"

On the high platform, an indifferent voice sounded, ending the meaningless quarrel.

Seeing that he didn't care, Zenin Naobi, the voice sounded again.

"You said that Zenin Ryuichi has the potential to rival Gojo Satoru, but we haven't seen it before, so for the honor of the family, it's time for the Zenin's ‘beast’ to come out."

"Whatever you do, whatever you want."

Zenin Naobi shook the wine gourd in his hand casually, placing one hand on his chest, looking like a drunkard, swaying towards the door, in the shadow that no one could see, he There was a sneer that no one had seen before.

"Old guys, have you really seen'Invincible'?" Tu.

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