Spells Return: Above the Throne

August 2007.

The scorching sun, the chirping of cicadas.

Tokyo Metropolitan College of Jujutsu.

Since experiencing the battle of life and death with Shier, Gojo Satoru has further stepped into the strongest ranks...

It seems that the spell spirits of this world have undergone a more terrifying evolution.

Gojo Satoru, Xia Youjie, home into the glass.

Now it is rare for the three of them to be able to get together at the same table at the same time.

Gojo Satoru, Xia Youjie, the two of them are either on the way to purify the spell spirit, or they are running around on the way to eliminate the spell spirit.

As for the glass, she is regarded as a treasure by the school's higher-ups, so she naturally doesn't need to go out to fight and kill.

The super talent of being able to use the reversal technique on the body of others is something that even Satoru Gojo can't do today.

"Hey, the ten-year-old head of the Zen Academy, aren't you interested at all?"

"That little guy's reward on the black market is already several times that of yours. Looking

at someone hovering in the air cross-legged, Glass asked vaguely with a lollipop in his mouth.

"Huh?"

Gojo Satoru was slightly stunned by the sudden curiosity of the glass, and responded truthfully: "Interested... There is a little bit.

"The main little ghost has been staying in the Zen Monastery all the time, and he has never been outside.

"As for that guy's high bounty...... Gojo

Satoru turned the straw in his hand, his tone slightly playful.

"It's a whole billion yen, and there must be another company in it.

"But..."

"Why are you suddenly interested in that little ghost?" Gojo

Satoru turned to look at Glass with a shocked expression, "Glass, are you supposed to... Awakened some kind of special fetish, okay?"

"Maji?"

"That little ghost is only eleven years old?!"

Gojo Satoru raised his hands and pointed at the glass, his expression extremely pompous.

Gojo Satoru nodded thoughtfully: "No wonder you don't confess the two handsome guys around you, it turns out that you like the young * type of glass~

" Glass rolled his eyes widely, and coldly spit out two words: "Scum!" Gojo

Satoru, the scumbag, was immersed in the fine manipulation of mana, and Xia Youjie didn't know why, becoming more and more silent day by day, and the dark circles under his eyes became more and more obvious.

As the most powerful blender of the two, Glass also noticed this and took the initiative to throw out the topic, wanting to break the dull atmosphere.

After all, the time for the three of them to get together is getting less and less...

And the future of the Zen monastery, which became the head of the Zen monastery at the age of ten, is the hot spot of public opinion in the incantation world that has lasted for half a year and has not yet retreated.

It doesn't matter if it's their age, or if the bounty amount is still rising every day in the black market.

"Jay, have you lost too much weight lately?" After

teasing Glass, Satoru Gojo is preparing to care for another best friend.

But the sudden ringing of the phone interrupted the communication between the two.

"Moxi Moxi

~" Gojo Satoru, who hung up the phone, looked at the two friends and waved his hand with a smile, "Come on a mission, meet again next time~"

After speaking

, Gojo Satoru pushed the sunglasses on his face, leaving the two of them with a light back.

With his back against the wall of the teaching building, hiding from the sun, Xia Youjie, who was in the shadows, slowly raised his head.

Spell spirits are like maggots, and they are endless.

Elimination, absorption, purification...... Absorb.

Cycle.

The smell of the spell spirit is like a rag that has rubbed through vomit, and it is difficult to swallow.

Looking at the back of Gojo Satoru leaving, the complexity on Xia Youjie's face flashed.

From the time we were the 'strongest' to the present...

Enlightenment is the strongest.

The confusion in Xia Youjie's heart became deeper and deeper.

......

Zen house, in front of the door of the library.

The two sisters, Maki and Mayi, carried two lunch boxes in their hands and stepped into the darkness behind the door.

Listening to the roars coming from the depths, Mayi leaned slightly timidly on her sister's back.

"It's been more than half a year, haven't you Xi used

to it?" Turning his head to look at his sister who was clinging to him, Maki asked helplessly.

For most of the year, almost all of the nominal Zen monastery masters in the future will be in the depths of the Zen Library.

And the task of delivering meals to the future is a forced arrangement by the mother of the two sisters.

Born in a Zen family, the two precocious sisters also understood their mother's deep meaning.

So whenever the future is immersed in it, they are stuck to deliver food.

"The second-level sorcerer only caught a second-level spell spirit alive. "

I didn't expect you to be able to jump over the level and capture alive, you can't catch a few more of your peers?"

As soon as the two sisters stepped into the underground entrance of the sealed spell spirit, they heard an indifferent voice from below.

"The head

of the house, I," a voice mixed with fear and panic just sounded, and stopped abruptly!

Sensing the existence of outsiders, the two Lori paused, and then walked down cautiously.

In addition to his mother, he also has this half-brother...

The two of them were not treated well by any of the Zen family.

After a moment of darkness, the two Lori, who saw the whole picture of the basement, had their pupils shrinking sharply.

In Maki's sight, the [Bing] army composed of elite sorcerers in the family...

Everyone looked respectful and slightly frightened, with their hands behind their backs and their heads bowed.

At this time, they are completely free of their superiority in the family, and they seem to be no different from the subordinates who have made mistakes in the family.

There are also the two corpses lying in a pool of blood, which Maki has seen in the training ground, and is a second-level magician in the family.

Looking at the future with an expressionless face trampled in a pool of blood, Maki seemed to recall the night half a year ago.

Feeling the tugging sensation behind her, Maki turned around and saw her sister with her head down and trembling, a small white hand clutching at her clothes.

As if thinking of something, Maki gently put down the lunch box and hugged the frightened Maki into her arms.

It's no wonder that Maki is timid, after all, she can see what Maki can't see, and the ground is full of curse spirits.

Brains, internal organs, arms, calves, ugly faces, and remnants of spell spirits of various shapes were stuffed in the basement.

From Mayi's point of view, the vast basement was overcrowded, like hell,

and the same was true of the sorcerers with their hands behind their backs.

did not feel unfair for the companion lying in a pool of blood, and in the past six months, they also understood the temper of the new head of the family.

It's not done, die.

Bad mood, crippled.

Resist, flee, life is worse than death.

The void on the shoulders of the future opened, and a pair of giant hands like dead wood closed the spell spirits all over the ground, and then entered the void.

In a few moments, two dry nails pierced the void again, impaling the corpse of the sorcerer that had fallen at the feet of the future and taking it away.

In the empty basement, the chewing sound coming from the side of the future was extremely harsh!

Not to mention this little girl, the sorcerers in the row of punishment stations couldn't help but shudder when they heard this terrifying sound.

Maki can't hear it, but she can see the corpse that disappeared suddenly.

"Not only does my pet like spells, but he also likes powerful magicians.

Future's gaze swept coldly over the group of magicians, "Next time the number is not enough, you can make up your flesh." "

There are many first-level magicians among the magicians, but the eyes that have no feelings for the young man bow their heads in fear, and they don't dare to refute.

". "

A bunch of trash, don't disturb my appetite for dinner. The

cold rebuke of the future is no less than the sound of heaven in the ears of everyone.

suppressed the excitement in their hearts and retreated like walking on thin ice.