Curse Return: Demon Void Girl Doesn't Want to Be a Weakling

Mashiro pressed on, "But Gojo Satoru won't be sealed away just because your body is his best friend, will he?"

"He knew the conditions of the prison gates, so he should have been prepared when he saw you."

"Yes." Lu Suo returned to his previous attitude, and his voice regained its previous composure.

"He wasn't lost in memories. When I walked onto the platform and called out to him, I saw the look in his eyes and knew he was prepared."

"Not lost in memories?"

Mashiro raised an eyebrow and said, "Could it be that she misunderstood Gojo Satoru's intelligence?"

"So I tried a different approach." Lu Suo smiled, his eyes narrowing into slits.

Mashiro looked at him, a bad feeling creeping into her heart; what he was about to say would probably make her feel less than pleasant.

"I opened my head and showed it to him." He raised his right hand to his forehead, tracing the stitches along his forehead with his fingertips. "I still remember his furious expression, and then I said something to him."

"What?" Mashiro's voice turned cold, and her eyes slowly turned icy.

He tapped the surface of the prison gate with his finger, as if he were tapping Gojo Satoru inside.

"I told him that I was able to get this body because he didn't handle things properly back then, preventing his dearest friend from resting in peace."

Mashiro looked at his face, and the smile on that face became even more blatant, with the corners of his mouth almost reaching his ears.

He was reminiscing about Gojo Satoru's expression at that time; he derived genuine pleasure from the rage of that modern-day strongest man.

"Do you want to see?" Lu Suo placed his hand on his head, spread his fingers, and pressed his fingertips down slightly. "What will happen after you open it?"

Mashiro fell silent as she looked at Ryosaku, whose laughter grew increasingly exaggerated and nauseating.

Her gaze grew increasingly cold, and a murderous intent surged within her.

Mashiro admitted that she had wrongly accused Gojo Satoru.

He was able to restrain himself from getting lost in memories when he saw Xia Youjie's body; one can only imagine how much pain he must have been in.

Despite how sarcastic she might be when they were together, she already considered Gojo Satoru a friend, and she believed that Gojo Satoru felt the same way.

Now, this guy who has committed countless evils and tormented so many people for his own amusement for thousands of years dares to treat her friend like this.

What to do? Only kill!

Mashiro's bloodlust is rising.

She said to Lu Suo, "Are you finished?"

Lu Suo was still smiling. "I'm done. How was it? Wasn't it interesting?"

"Now that we've finished talking, let's get going!"

Masashi's eyes narrowed, and one spatial rift slashed towards Lu Suo's head, while another slashed towards his hand placed beside the prison gate.

"Oh, such a strong killing intent."

Lu Suo immediately stopped smiling, twisted his body to dodge the attack, and pulled Yu Men Jiang back into his arms.

He stood up, dusted himself off, and said, "So angry? Looks like you're not from my generation."

Just like when he provoked Gojo Satoru, he deliberately acted this way.

If it were an old guy like him, this level of emotion wouldn't be a big deal, and he wouldn't have much of an emotional reaction.

Mashiro didn't reply to him. In the next instant, she leaped out of the ground, and Murasame dragged a silver blade of light from her hand.

She knew that Lu Suo must have a backup plan to dare to appear in front of her like this, but she couldn't vent her anger without taking action now!

Lu Suo took half a step back, pulled his right hand out of his sleeve, and a cursed spirit fell from his hand.

It was a catfish. It wasn't very big; it bounced once after landing on the ground, then burrowed into the ground and disappeared.

The next second, the ground beneath Mashiro's feet turned into a huge pit, the darkness below unfathomable.

It's an earthquake catfish!

Mashiro's heart tightened; she knew the effects of the earthquake catfish.

It's not a direct attack, but it affects a person's senses, making them think they've fallen into a deep pit and thus fall down!

She gritted her teeth and forced herself to steady herself, but her attack also stopped.

Taking advantage of this moment, Lu Su put the thing he was holding in his right hand into his mouth—it was a real Poké Ball!

He swallowed it, his throat bobbed, and then he lifted his sleeve to wipe his mouth.

"It seems you even know about the effects of the earthquake catfish." He stood on the ground in the distance, looking at Mashiro from afar.

He smiled and rolled up his sleeves again. "I don't know where you got your information, but it doesn't matter."

"My goal has been achieved, Mashiro. See you next time."

He turned and prepared to leave into the depths of the passage.

Mashiro slammed Murasame's scabbard onto the ground with a loud thud.

Lu Suo turned around and said helplessly, "Don't be so angry, making such a loud noise..."

Before he could finish speaking, Mashiro's lips curled up and he activated the sonic spell!

Blood instantly flowed from Lu Suo's ears; the sound had directly damaged them!

"You brat..." Lu Su gritted his teeth, turned around and disappeared into the depths of the passage, soon disappearing even from his curse power.

Mashiro pulled the scabbard from the ground and put it back into her body along with Murasame.

"Is Yukichi there?"

Kokichi's voice came through the communication channel less than a second later.

"Yes, I detected a violent fluctuation in your magical power just now. What happened?"

"The real person was swallowed by the fake Xia Youjie. He used the ultimate version of the Cursed Spirit Manipulation Technique to achieve the transformation of non-action." Zhenbai paused. "Report to Moth. There's another piece of news."

"you say."

"The fake Xia Youjie's spell manipulation technique can absorb the spells of top-level spell spirits and make them his own. The real person is just one of them. He also has the Earthquake Catfish and other trump cards that he hasn't revealed yet."

There was a two-second silence on Kokichi's end, followed by a burst of clattering keyboard sounds.

Then the voice sounded again: "Message received. How's it going on your end?"

Mashiro looked down at herself. Although she had some minor wounds, she had already healed them with the Wuwei Transformation technique.

The curse power was consumed in large quantities, and the real person was not able to be cut down to absorb the curse power. The amount that the modified humans could absorb was also very small.

She replied, "I'm fine, just a bit drained of my spell power. You continue monitoring the other battlefields. How's Itajima's situation?"

"The curtains at Meiji Shrine haven't faded yet, and Itadori is still being pushed underground."

"Where is Mingming?"

"She's on her way there, but it will take her more time."

"it is good."

Mashiro released the communication button and glanced back at the direction where Ryouku had disappeared at the end of the corridor.

We need to continue downwards. Louhu and Tuogen are still alive and should be in the lower levels.

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