Curse back: As a swordsman, what's wrong with a happy ending?

Chapter 267 Real? Fantasy?

Gojo Satoru looked calm, and murmured as if to himself: "...Is that so? Then let me ask it in a simpler way--"

"Curser! Are you looking down on my brain?" The locust curse spirit seemed to care particularly about what others thought of his IQ.

Gojo Satoru stroked his chin and asked, "Have you ever seen a person with... sutures on his forehead? The probability is higher for men—"

Genpei Kiyoshi said that the last time he saw Nozomi, he was in possession of the body of his good friend.

...But considering Nozomi's personality, there is probably no reason for him to occupy an ordinary person's body forever.

The locust curse spirit over there was still stumbling over something, something along the lines of "it's a pretty smart curse spirit", "it's said that eating human brains can make it smarter"... probably these not-so-clever words.

Gojo Satoru lowered his head in thought while releasing his cursed power to cover the entire subway station.

There don't seem to be any special-level enemies in the subway station.

The stupid first-level curse in front of him is the strongest fighting power he can sense.

The calamity-level curse called "Leaky Pot" is also missing, which is strange.

Apart from this, Gojo Satoru really couldn't think of any other means that the other party had to compete with him.

But there is one thing that is beyond doubt:

It could be that Nozomi "negligence allowed Minamoto no Heikio to report the incident" or that he "deliberately let Minamoto no Heikio leak the information."

——Anyway, there must be something here.

The locust curse spirit saw that he looked absent-minded and was wearing an eye patch to cover his vision. Then, the face covered with tentacles began to tremble, as if celebrating something.

The next moment, it took big steps forward quickly, and the transparent wings behind it also vibrated slightly and randomly, and its speed reached an astonishing level in an instant. At the same time, it raised its right hand high, and the barbs on its fingers flashed with a faint light.

——This white-haired human looks very strong!

——However, he didn't know how to be alert to his surroundings!

A grim smile of triumph appeared on the face of the locust curse spirit.

——Eat his brain, and you will become smarter! !

Gojo Satoru was only two meters away from it. Its mouthparts opened and closed rapidly, and a harsh friction sound was heard.

thump.

A soft sound.

Gojo Satoru flicked his fingernails lightly and continued to sweep his cursed energy through the huddled passengers.

Behind him, the locust curse spirit stood stiffly in place, its sharp teeth extending to the corners of its mouth trembling slightly. It stared blankly at its abdomen, where a huge hole had appeared without it knowing when.

Bits of blue magic power still remain on it.

The locust curse spirit fell to the ground with its head up, its eyes full of confusion.

The "cang" on Gojo Satoru's fingertips immediately dissipated.

The incident happened so quickly that the passengers squeezed in the corner took a while to react.

A cheerful male voice suddenly came from behind, "Ha, should I say, "As expected of Gojo Satoru"? "

The playfulness in his tone was strangely familiar.

Gojo Satoru suddenly opened his exposed eye wide, and the pupil was blue and swirling.

——Behind him was the place where he had just come down.

Could it be that he was not familiar with it before, but the voice that had been playing repeatedly in the past few days continued to sound: "However, even with the warning, you still..."

boom!

The tall figure disappeared instantly, and the next moment, moved in front of the person who spoke.

Gojo Satoru's face was calm, and his whole body was filled with magical power to a terrifying degree. He raised his hand suddenly, pressed down the young man who was speaking, and stared at his face.

It was just that the brown baseball cap covered most of the latter's face.

The young man's words were rudely interrupted.

At the same time, he started coughing violently due to the strong impact, and his chest heaved.

Considering the physical fitness of an "ordinary person", this was not easy at all.

——Kawai Watari.

A good friend of Minamoto no Hirakiyoshi.

——It is also the body that "Noose" currently occupies.

Gojo Satoru had never seen Kawai Wataru in person, but Su Ze had played his recording on loop countless times.

Therefore, as soon as he opened his mouth, Gojo Satoru was instantly certain of this man's identity.

Gojo Satoru half-knelt on the ground, one hand on the guy's chest, and gently raised his finger. The peaked cap on Kawai Watari's head tilted to the side.

Most of Kawai Wataru's face was revealed, as well as the stitches on his forehead.

"...You are not dead after all, Nozomi." Gojo Satoru spoke in a flat tone, and the eye that was exposed was shining with a bright light.

The blue curse power was surging into his palms.

——It feels a bit strange.

Kawai Wataru, who was coughing violently, suddenly stopped. Then the corners of his mouth slowly curled up into an inexplicable smile.

Gojo Satoru frowned slightly.

——The sense of disharmony is spreading.

Suddenly, a clear voice sounded beside me: "Gojo——"

Snapped!

The moment she opened her mouth, Gojo Satoru simultaneously fired a "Cang".

The bright ball of cursed energy annihilated her instantly.

In the crowd, a dignified middle-aged man suddenly said, "You bastard! Listen to me—"

boom!

An old voice followed closely behind: "…Just listen to what I'm saying, asshole!"

Boom!

Gojo Satoru strangled every "ordinary person" who spoke without hesitation.

More and more blood clots exploded in the underground station.

The clean marble wall was splashed with bright red blood.

Gojo Satoru frowned a little harder.

——The situation seemed more complicated than he thought.

——The moment those people opened their mouths, the information fed back to him by the "Six Eyes" was "evil enough to make people vomit."

This adjective has only one specific object: "noose".

Gojo Satoru's expression changed slightly... These people are all "Noose"?

Kawai Wataru, who was pinned to the ground, suddenly laughed out loud. It was a light laugh at first, but then the tone gradually rose and the emotions became more intense, so loud that it was almost piercing.

Gojo Satoru glanced at him.

Igawa Wataru laughed so happily that it took him a long time to stop.

He looked playful and said sarcastically with a smile: "Gojo Satoru, everyone here seems to be a noose, right?"

Gojo Satoru remained silent.

Then, a hint of gloating appeared in his tone: "What should we do... should we kill them all? Or... did the "Six Eyes" deceive you--"

——What means did Zuosuo use to control these ordinary people almost at the same time?

He raised his hand and covered Kawai Watari's face, and the cursed power instantly rushed to the latter's brain.

Kawai Wataru's chest, which was rising and falling, suddenly froze.

The number of passengers on this floor has been reduced by at least a quarter.

The remaining people were as silent as a mouse, even breathing as little as possible. They seemed to not care about the blood and corpses on the ground, as long as they could find a piece of open space, it would be the greatest blessing.

Behind him, a figure hurried down from the elevator.

Gojo Satoru slowly stood up and turned to greet the person who came.

The man looked exhausted and worried.

"Are you okay, Wu?" the man asked softly with concern.