Spell Return: Unlock eight special skills at the beginning

The other side of Cursed Island.

The skinny child behind Satoru Gojo clutched the corner of his coat tightly.

Gojo was also patient, wiping the child's head, and walking unhurriedly in a forest.

His steps were light, without the slightest sound.

If you look closely, you will see that Gojo Satoru's every step does not fall to the ground.

Instead, it was as if he was stepping on the void, dragged by some force.

"Brother~ Why do you keep leaving infinity at your feet?"

Is it called a buried child, looking up at Satoru Gojo and asked with a puzzled expression.

Gojo Satoru said with a smile on his face, stroking his brother's little brain.

"Brother, I used to feel that this world was too boring, no matter what I wanted to do or want, it seemed that as long as I stretched out my hand, everything in this world would be like fruit on a tree, for me to pick. "

"Days like this may sound good, but after a long time, some are just boring and boring in the process of repeating the days over and over again. "

"It's like you can eat whatever you want, but you get tired of eating even the best things?"

The funeral raised a hand as if answering a question in class, and said in an innocent childlike voice.

Hearing the words of the burial, Satoru Gojo smiled casually.

"Yes and no~"

"But what does this have to do with wasting mana like this, brother?"

Fu Ming remembered that the teacher once said that mana is a very precious power, and once the spell master runs out of mana, it is like losing his life.

"I'm going to keep exercising myself, because my brother has found someone who can stand on the same platform with me and pick [apples] at will!"

Between words.

A gleam flashed in Gojo Satoru's eyes, and Zenin Ryuichi's figure became clearer in front of his eyes.

"Is that the brother you're with?"

"But aren't you friends?"

"It's a friend, but it's also..."

Satoru Gojo's voice paused, and his left hand was raised seemingly unintentionally.

Thundered!!!

The next moment, a powerful impact burst out along his palm.

The power of the force seemed to shatter everything, and the forest was reduced to ashes under that power.

A huge crack of about seven meters tore the ground apart.

It looks like a cake dough that has been cut with a steel knife.

"Truly!! human beings really don't understand the rules now, don't you want [the door]!"

"How dare you attack the great Uncle Bass!!"

"It's too much!!It's too much!!"

A half-male voice came from the woods.

Satoru Gojo looked into the depths of the forest, his blue eyes as if he had seen through everything.

"When, the spell spirit dared to come out with such a swagger!"

"Stinky boy!!Who is the curse spirit!!I am the honorable gatekeeper!!"

Poof!!

Suddenly, a small shadow jumped down from the tree.

It was a golden toad.

His head was a human head coated with gold dust.

The body is a fat toad.

"Gatekeeper?"

"I'm sorry, if it weren't for your quick words, maybe I'd have been removed by now. Satoru Gojo buried himself behind him and hid it.

It seems that he doesn't want his juniors to see such a disgusting monster.

"I've seen too many big talking humans!

"But as long as you give a greeting gift, Uncle Buzz can let you pass!!"

When Gojo Satoru heard this, a little interest appeared in his eyes, and he looked condescendingly at the spell spirit at his feet and said.

"Tell me what kind of greeting gifts, see if I have any. "

"This kid...."As he spoke, Buzz looked at the burial behind Gojo Satoru, and his mouth couldn't stop drooling, and saliva dripped to the ground, making a rustling sound of corrosion.

He wasn't done yet.

I just feel a flower in front of me.

The tall, white-haired man disappeared in front of him.

Then, a sense of crisis from biological instinct appeared in him.

"Goo~I'm kidding~!!! "Buzz shouted as if sensing some great threat.

"yes, that's not funny!!"

Satoru Gojo's voice gradually became a little gloomy.

"!!! He"

Boom Rumble!!

This time, the power that appeared in his hand exploded in an instant, exploding like a dragon.

Blooming directly against Nabus's body.

Boom Rumble!!

Click!!!

Bass's body was shattered by the terrifying impact.

Bang Da~! Bang Da! !

Countless pieces of debris were scattered everywhere.

Fu hugged Gojo Satoru's thigh tightly, not daring to open his eyes to see the bloody scene in front of him.

Boom la la la!!

The debris that kept falling from the sky couldn't fall clean for a long time.

Endless is like a bloody rain.

"Quack!!Uncle Bass is angry!!"

"Quack!!Angry!!",

"Angry!!"

As soon as the countless body fragments fell to the ground, one small Buzz after another appeared, each body filled with powerful mana.

"It's like words, Ryuichi really didn't lie to me, you don't want those guys, it's a lot more fun!!" Gojo Satoru looked at the strange scene in front of him, took off his sunglasses, and put them on the eyes of the small burial behind him.

In that pair of heavenly eyes, the reflection was a dense and endless Bath.

"Burial~"

"Brother, I'm here!!"

"Close your eyes, dozens of numbers are good!"

As he spoke, Satoru Gojo's one hand was raised instantly, and the corners of his mouth were filled with a bit of incomparable confidence and arrogance.

With his fingers together, he looked at everything around him left and right, pursed his lips, and said.

"No, five numbers is enough!"

.........

"Shatuo is dead~" Ada squatted in a cave and knocked the cigarette stick in his hand.

The lie sitting on the edge of the cliff was that he took out countless miniature tea leaves from his pocket and threw them into the hot water like magma.

Listening to the miserable screams, it was as if I had heard some beautiful music.

A sickly flush appeared on his face, his body writhed unconsciously, and there was a crazy smile in those eyes that were incomparably similar to Gojo Satoru.

"It's okay, he's going to die, after all, everything has a price, doesn't it?"

"No, this time it's different, his body can be repaired, but his consciousness has been completely erased. "

As a spell spirit born in the fear of suicide, Ada is extremely sensitive to death.

Almost at the moment when Sha Tuo's consciousness shattered, he had already been perceived.

Hearing this, the teacup in Li's hand shook slightly, and several small people the size of beans fell out of the cups, and before they could hit the ground, they seemed to have been completely torn apart by some kind of force, and they dissipated weakly.