The person was chanting a curse, but their hands were wielding the black magic.

Chapter 40 Brothers in District 3

"Swimmer Fushiguro Megumi has confirmed the killing of Swimmer 'Reggie.' In accordance with the core rules of 'Death Migration,' a portion of his maximum spell power and residual spell energy are being extracted and transferred..."

A more refined curse power quietly merged into Fu Hei's body, further solidifying his already extraordinary foundation.

Standing on the familiar edge of the rooftop, Fu Hei closed his eyes and took a deep breath.

The air still carried that same smell of burnt bits and a faint stench of blood.

But when inhaled into the lungs, it gave Fuhei a refreshing feeling he had never experienced before.

He finally...

No more weightlifting!!!

Now, he carries with him all the capital he has accumulated!

The immense magical power of a first-level sorcerer, the subjugation and strengthening of shikigami, the Heavenly Reversal Star, combat experience, and an overwhelming advantage in intelligence about the enemy!

Excuse me!

This tangible and readily available boost in power is undoubtedly the most direct and intoxicating feedback we've received over the past few days.

I think even a player who can control Fukuro might become the strongest.

Looking towards the sky shrouded in distorted light and shadow within the barrier.

After a brief moment of euphoria, cold rationality regained its advantage.

Rather than once again relying on intelligence and strength advantages to simply and brutally break through the barrier and hunt down those known powerful individuals...

"It's time to change our approach."

Fu Hei muttered to himself in a low voice.

Right now, the primary goal is undoubtedly to save Gojo Satoru.

But then there was that suddenly appearing young man named Jiejian, who possessed the incredible ability to "begin a cycle of reincarnation."

As an intruder who, like Fukuro, completely deviates from the original storyline, his origins are equally crucial to Rōzō's overall plan.

It might even directly determine whether or not they can successfully rescue Mr. Gojo.

"We must find out Lu Suo's trump card, and what exactly this Mustard Seed is all about!"

As soon as Fu Hei had a thought, the shadow beneath his feet began to boil.

"Nue!"

The clear, melodious chirping echoed across the rooftop!

The enormous owl shikigami spread its wings and rose proudly from the dense shadows!

Compared to before, the Nue now appears more majestic, with a wider wingspan, and exudes a chilling aura of magical power.

With the nourishment and enhancement of Fuhei's current magical power, not only has its speed and strength increased significantly, but its ability to manipulate lightning has also reached a new level.

Enough to summon and guide a considerable thunderstorm in a specific area!

"Go, Nue!"

Violence!

The pheasant let out a long cry, its wings flapped violently, and it took off into the air!

Hovering and soaring in the low to medium altitudes above the Tokyo barrier!

As it flew, the electric light leaping around its wings and body grew stronger and stronger, eventually gathering the free-floating spell power and ionized energy in the air like a lightning rod.

Rumble!!!

The already dim and unclear sky above Tokyo was completely disrupted!

Dense thunderclouds rapidly converged around the ye (険).

Blue and white lightning bolts surged and intertwined wildly in the clouds, emitting a deafening roar!

It exploded into bursts of dazzling lightning and dust.

Thunderstorms hit Tokyo.

This scene is undoubtedly extremely eye-catching.

Those of you from the vocational college will surely recognize this as Fukuro, the lightning of Nue.

The current thunderstorm serves as a rallying signal, forming a temporary signal through this power recognized only by the elite partners.

While it might attract swimmers who are not divided by hostility, this is undoubtedly the best signal for gathering.

Fuhei summoned Shen'er to remain on guard, waiting for the students from the high school to gather.

……

The other side of the Tokyo Barrier.

The two figures, who had just finished a brief, probing exchange, stopped moving simultaneously.

Looking up at the sky, one sees endless, blinding flashes of lightning and the rolling, muffled rumble of thunder.

"Tsk."

Lu Ziyun clicked her tongue in displeasure.

He turned his gaze away from the sky, recalling the frustration and rage of his dejected departure before he woke up again.

"That guy, Lu Suo..."

"How dare they treat me like this! It's infuriating!"

Lu Ziyun cursed under her breath, her knuckles cracking as she clenched her fists.

Not far away, Shi Liulong did not immediately retort or fire a shot as he usually would.

He stared at the thunderstorm in the sky for a few seconds, then leaned back dejectedly and slumped onto a boulder scorched by his own cursed cannon, exhaling a long breath of stale air reeking of gunpowder.

"Damn it..."

He raised his hand and scratched his signature pompadour, his tone filled with a deeper emptiness.

"It completely kills one's appetite."

These two brothers, who were both tricked by Lu Suo and ended up as roadside animals at the end of last week's episode, are now in the same predicament.

After their initial encounter, they didn't immediately engage in a life-or-death struggle as before. Instead, they fell into a silent exchange of bewildered glances.

"Hey, rockfall."

When Lu Ziyun suddenly spoke, her voice was not as full of fierce fighting spirit as usual, but instead carried a rare hint of confusion.

"Tell me, what is the purpose of our lives, for the strong like us?"

Shi Liulong glanced at him lazily:

"To have enough to eat."

"..."

Lu Ziyun remained silent for two seconds, a vein throbbing on her forehead.

You misunderstood me.

"I mean, what is our ultimate goal in life? The meaning of our existence, the reason we fight, what are we living for...?"

Shi Liulong shifted to a more comfortable slouching position, seemed to have really thought about it for a moment, and then slowly said:

"To have enough to eat."

"..."

Dead silence.

A silence, more deafening than thunder, enveloped the two of them.

"...Want to go for it?"

Shi Liulong suddenly sat up straight, a fierce glint rekindled in his eyes, and moved his wrists, the blazing white magic power beginning to circulate slightly in his palms.

"..."

Come on!

A burst of lightning erupted around Lu Ziyun, and a wild smile spread across her face!

Almost simultaneously, Shi Liulong leaped to his feet, his eyes gleaming, and burst into wild laughter:

"That's exactly what I wanted!!!"

The next moment, the blazing white torrent of magical power and the raging purple lightning once again clashed and annihilated each other without reservation on this ruin!

……

Thanks to the striking thunderstorm that covered a large part of Tokyo's barrier, the members of the high school, who were scattered in various places, managed to reunite with astonishing efficiency by relying on their familiarity with their companions' spells.

In the relatively secluded ruins of a semi-underground parking garage, the firelight illuminated familiar yet slightly weary faces.

After quickly exchanging information with Itadori Yuujin, Nanami Kento, Shirai Kinji, Toudou Aoi, and the last to arrive, Otsuko Yuta, Fushiguro presented his plan.

"What, acting alone?"

Tiger Rod was taken aback:

"Huh? But you're all alone, Fushiguro..."

"This is my choice."

Fukuro interrupted him, his gaze sweeping over each of his companions present:

"The task of lifting the seal on the prison gates is entrusted to you. This is the top priority at present."

"In the last round of matches, there were several strong swimmers who were not completely uncommunicative with each other."

"I think that, given the current situation, it might be worthwhile to try to reach out to them, or even bring them into our camp."

"After that, I will use the Jade Dog's sense of smell to quickly get to the task of digging out the rope."

Amidst the puzzled and thoughtful gazes of the crowd, Fu Hei revealed everything:

Before confronting Rōsō again, Fushiguro wanted to bring as many friendly sorcerers as Ryūsha from the original work into the High Specialist camp as possible before making any further plans.

With a well-thought-out plan, everyone made a quick decision and prepared to head back to the battlefield.

"Before splitting up again."

Hisahito Itadori suddenly extended his right hand, palm up, revealing an infectious smile.

"Let's start by building momentum!"

Everyone was slightly taken aback, and then their faces showed either helpless or knowing smiles.

One by one, hands were stacked on top of each other.

The hands with distinct knuckles of the ox bone, the steady hands of Nanami, the broad hands of Todo, the slightly rough hands of Sho, and finally, the hands of Fukuro.

"For Mr. Gojo!"

Everyone echoed in agreement.

After the simple ceremony, everyone fell silent and quickly went about their new tasks, disappearing into the shadows of the ruins and heading to their respective battlefields.

Fuhei leaped back onto the back of the waiting Nue.

However, just as Nue took off, preparing to fly towards its first predetermined target,

boom!!!

The familiar beam of blazing white magical energy once again pierced the sky and landed beside Fu Hei.

Fu Hei's pupils contracted, and the Nue shrieked as it rolled to the side, narrowly escaping the deadly curse.

"Feed—!"

"The kid who plays with the Ten Shadows!!!"

Two familiar figures, filled with burning fighting spirit, glared at Fu Hei.

It was Lu Ziyun and Shi Liulong!

Memories of the previous reincarnation flooded my mind instantly.

Holy crap, they've blocked the spawn point?

Do you have to hold a grudge like that?