Traveled through time at the same time, but both clones were beautiful girls

"puff!"

Yoshino Junpei's pupils suddenly contracted to pinpoints!

After the dangerous freak left, he quickly got up and ran to the front row, where he saw that the three familiar faces had turned into three strange beings that did not exist in reality at all.

The three of them looked very strange.

One is large at the top and small at the bottom, resembling a giant spinning top; another has eyes and nose that are half a meter apart; and the last one has its facial features shrunk into a ball, collapsing into the brain in the middle. It's the kind of thing that will haunt you for half a month after just one look.

The three people who bullied him died in an unbelievable way.

"What that person did just now... no, is it even possible for a human to do something like that?"

Yoshino Junpei subconsciously looked towards another corner.

The couple was still engrossed in their passionate kiss and didn't notice that someone had died. Yoshino Junpei's eyes flickered a few times, but he decisively and quickly chased after them—he was going to catch up with that strange man.

"That kind of thing..."

"Even if he could actually do it, could he still be considered human?"

Yoshino Junpei didn't know what he was thinking, but he recklessly chased after them. The rain had stopped by then, and only the reckless boy had crashed headlong into the dangerous alley.

The top-tier cursed spirit in the alley turned around: "How long are you going to follow me, young man?"

Yoshino Junpei got a clear look at the strange man's appearance.

It was a young man of about twenty years old, dressed in black clothes and black pants, with medium-length blue hair. Strangely, his body and face were covered with various stitches, making it look like performance art.

"Those... Phew, did you really do that?"

"So what if they are? Are they special to you?"

The cursed spirit named "Real Person" was born from the negative emotions of humans' disgust and fear of them. He didn't need to use any magic; he could clearly sense the boy's hatred for those three rude trash just by instinct.

Perhaps this can be used to guide this poor little thing.

The real person is a newly born Special Grade Cursed Spirit who came to Tokyo on the advice of his partner to test the vessel of Sukuna.

But before that, he wouldn't mind finding a toy to play with.

Under the silent guidance of the real person, Yoshino Junpei's evil thoughts were instantly amplified, and the pain and anger of being bullied in the past drove him to ask this question.

"Can I... do that too?"

"I'm sorry, you can't."

The one who answered him was not a real person, but the Yellow Springs of Isayama!

With a casual flick of the black-haired girl's wrist, an invisible slash swept from left to right, cleaving the real man in two at the waist!

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The sensitive word "hedgehog cat" is too strange.

Chapter Eleven: Boundless Emptiness!

The evening sky was very clear after being washed by the rain.

But in the clear sky, there was a black curtain that ordinary people could not see, like a giant bowl turned upside down, covering half of Bunkyo Ward. The huge "tent" was discovered by the attached "window" and immediately reported to the Tokyo High School of Spellcasting.

The so-called "tent" is a basic barrier spell that all sorcerers know. It can hide and seal off a certain area, making it impossible for ordinary people to see what is happening inside, thus facilitating the battle between sorcerers and cursed spirits.

If such measures are not taken, passersby will see the sorcerer foolishly performing "Ora Ora" in the air as a form of performance art.

"That account is a bit unusual. Is it from a barrier expert from the Sorcery Academy? Someone who specializes in tracking real people?"

In the distance, a squinty-eyed man wearing five robes and with his long black hair tied in a bun watched from afar. He touched the stitches around his forehead and a smile appeared on his lips.

He did not try to destroy the curtain.

He's currently using Xia Youjie's body and can't be exposed to the eyes of the sorcery experts, otherwise attracting Gojo Satoru would be bad.

All he needs to do is ensure that the real person can grow.

He looks forward to the growth of the real person, and also to the growth of Hisahito Itadori, the vessel of Sukuna.

Of course, these two expectations are still somewhat different.

His malice towards Itadori Yuujin was always mixed with a touch of elder's tender care for a younger generation. After all, he had personally given birth to Itadori Yuujin as [Itadori Kaori] and had taken care of the child for several years.

As for the real people, it is simply the fruit farmers' earnest expectations for their fruit trees.

"Ah, it's good to let the real person suffer a bit."

The True Man is a very special top-tier cursed spirit with unique spells. Even if he can't win, he can escape without you having to keep an eye on him. Instead of watching the True Man fight with the cursed sorcerer, you might as well look for the cursed sorcerer who is collecting the Killing Stone.

"Sanzu River and Hiro... Interesting."

……

"Huh? Huh?"

In the alley, the man who had been cut in half at the waist finally realized what was happening.

A deep line of blood appeared on his waist. Then, his hands gripped the sides of his lower body, and he staggered back and forth a few steps like two people stacked on top of each other performing acrobatics, barely managing to keep his upper body from falling to the ground.

"That one just now was..."

What kind of attack was that?

Unseen and unnoticed, all I saw was her finger sweep across my face, and I was inexplicably cut in half at the waist!

It felt like being struck by an invisible blade.

and many more!

I heard from that curse master named "Xia Youjie" that the technique that Ryoumen Sukuna used to kill everyone a thousand years ago seems to be... this kind of invisible slash?

"The same technique as Sukuna, that's interesting!"

He swiped his waist, using his curse power to heal the wound that would be fatal to a human, and then gave Isayama Yomi a gentle smile—in terms of appearance alone, his features were not bad, and he was considered the most handsome among the cursed spirits.

Those heterochromatic eyes were fixed on Huang Quan.

"Madam, what is your name?"

"I don't have the habit of introducing myself to garbage."

"I see. My name is Zhenren. Nice to meet you."

Isayama Yomi recalled: "A blue-haired man with stitches all over his body, a cursed spirit that can communicate normally with humans and possesses extremely high intelligence... Mr. Nanami recently submitted a document to the countermeasures office, and the special cursed spirit wanted throughout Tokyo should be you."

The real person laughed exaggeratedly: "It's an honor—!!"

Before he could finish his obnoxious words, he discovered that his tongue had been severed into three pieces, and bright red blood gushed from his mouth.

Huang Quan raised a finger in disgust: "Can't you just quietly die, you piece of trash?"

The real man healed his wounds again. As long as the cursed spirit did not suffer a devastating blow, it could repair its own injuries through curse power. He still had that exaggerated smile that was so annoying: "You really have no manners. But I can understand. You have mastered such powerful spells at such a young age and are so good-looking. It is normal for you to have a bad temper."

He didn't seem to intend to act immediately; instead, he wanted to discuss some philosophical issues with Isayama Yomi.

"Madam, do you think the body gave birth to the soul, or the soul gave birth to the body?"

"what?"

"Look, there's that kind of question, like which came first, the chicken or the egg. It's rare to meet such a young and capable guy. I'd like to know your thoughts."

"The idea that matter determines spirit is a middle school lesson. Don't ask such idiotic questions, you're cursed with idiocy!"

"Is that so? I don't think so. The soul can determine the body."

He stuck out his newly grown tongue, and a mouth sprouted from it, chattering incoherently: "Look, this isn't healing. As long as the soul retains its complete form, even the most severe injuries to the body will automatically heal... Huh?"

No sooner had he finished speaking than half of his head was severed.

All his frivolous attitude vanished, and the Cursed Spirit Master leaped away, carrying half of his head. On the half of his head that was being held up, his heterochromatic eyes revealed a vicious and wary gaze.

This young sorcerer... can directly attack his soul!?

"You can see my soul!? No! Your, your eyes...???"

The real person met the blue eyes of Isayama Yomi, and felt a fear from the depths of his heart. It was the fear accumulated by countless cursed spirits who had died under these eyes over the past thousand years. These eyes were known as the Eyes of Heaven!

"Gojo Satoru's eyes, Ryoumen Sukuna's technique... Are you kidding me! What kind of joke are you making!?"

Like a wild beast driven to the brink of despair, the real man charged toward Isayama Yomi in a state of terror and madness.

But no matter what he did, he couldn't touch the other person.

Isayama Yomi's entire body was covered in the [No Limits Technique], and she didn't want to be touched by his hands at all, as if she knew in advance what kind of technique he would use.

"Your inaction won't work on me; I just hate being touched by trash."

"Oh? You knew?"

The real person showed a surprised expression, and the next moment was thrown away by a repulsive force.

【Inaction Transformation】It is possible to distort the soul of others by touching them with your hands, and the soul will then affect the physical form. It is because of this technique that the three high school students in the movie theater will become aberrant beings.

But the human soul is so fragile and delicate that even a slight distortion can lead to death.

"Huang Quan, don't you think this guy's technique looks a bit like the Third Law of Type-Moon?"

"It has a bit of the flavor of the Third Law, but the strength is far too weak. I estimate that even if the [Transformation of Non-Action] is developed to its limit, it can only remain at the level of technique."

Isayama Yomi began practicing various spells on the real person, and also distracted herself by communicating with the original Adam in her mind.

However, Adam didn't want to bother her any further.

Ninety percent of Isayama Yomi's skills lie in swordsmanship. Now that she has unlocked her spellcasting ability, she has never actually used it in combat. Now that she has encountered a tough and resilient top-tier spellcasting spirit, she is naturally going to make the most of it.

Adam walked up to Yoshino Junpei with a smug look on his face and asked, "That's my girlfriend, isn't she fierce?"

Yoshino Junpei had already recognized them as the couple from the movie theater, and now seeing the beautiful girl with long, straight black hair beat the real person until he was covered in blood, he was so shocked that he didn't know what to say.

Only when Adam spoke to him did he come to his senses, stammering, "Who...who exactly are you people?"

"The one who hit someone is a sorcerer, and the one who got hit is a cursed spirit?"

"Spellcaster?"

"You can think of mages with government positions as sorcerers, and mages without positions as curse masters. Of course, this is just my understanding."

Adam, bored, gave him a basic lesson on the world of sorcery, and asked, with the other man seemingly understanding but not quite, "Can you usually see sorcerer spirits? You know, those weird-looking things."

Yoshino Junpei shook his head: "I couldn't see anything before, but lately I can see a little bit vaguely... Wait a minute, how come I can see that person?"

He pointed fearfully at the real person who was turning different parts of his body into weapons.

"The real person is somewhat special."

A top-tier curse spirit is a curse spirit with a physical body, which is why he can be seen by people.

His body was pieced together from different human bodies, which is why there are so many stitches.

"Your spiritual vision isn't very high, so it seems you're not suited to be a sorcerer."

Adam sighed with some regret, and Yoshino Junpei couldn't understand what he was regretting.

Things have changed on the battlefield.

"Spell, Azure!"

A faint blue light appeared in Huang Quan's fair palm!

The almost infinite suction force pulled the real person who was about to grow wings and fly away back. The real person grinned in mid-air and instantly transformed his body into a meteor hammer covered with sharp spikes. Using the suction force, he smashed it hard towards Huang Quan!

But as soon as he reached her, he heard the girl shout, "Spell Reversal—Heh!"

A massive repulsive force, comparable to twice the suction force, struck him without warning. The clash between the suction and repulsion ripped his body into countless fragments. As his head fell, it complained, "This ability is too unfair!"

But the current situation is exactly what he wanted.

If he were to fight, he would definitely lose to the opponent. No cursed spirit could withstand the combined attack of the Six-Eyed Demon and Su Nuo.

He had no choice but to run.

The scattered flesh and blood transformed into smaller versions of real people. Some grew wings and flew into the sky, while others transformed into insects and tried to crawl into the sewers. However, all the cloned real people were drawn back together by Huang Quan's magic and reassembled into complete real people.

"Sorcerer! Do you want to torture me to death?! Hahahaha!"

He could smell death and was terrified by it.

But this fear and despair only fueled his fighting spirit!