Type-Moon: Shinji Matou Also Wants to Be the Protagonist

"Tsk, did we run into a ghost?"

Suzuki raised an eyebrow and immediately prepared for battle.

As for retreating, it was too late. He could clearly feel a malevolent curse creeping up from his feet.

This is a barrier used for early warning, and the feedback direction is precisely the indoor area.

"Buzz!"

A violent tremor gathered in his fist, and Suzuki chose to strike first.

While the domain expansion is a spellcaster's ultimate skill, it is also their weakness.

If the domain is breached, the sorcerer's spells will be frozen, and they will be unable to use spells for a short period of time.

Suzuki threw a punch, and a terrifying shockwave instantly engulfed the entire mansion in front of him.

After receiving the message from the barrier, the other party began to dispel the barrier.

But they didn't expect Suzuki to be so decisive.

Even a delay of just a few seconds can cause the domain to change from being actively retracted to being shattered by external force.

Accompanied by the sound of shattering glass, several figures appeared within the shockwave.

The next moment, terrifying flames erupted like a volcanic eruption, completely shattering the aftershocks.

A wave of scalding heat rushed towards him, Suzuki's pupils contracted slightly, and he instantly retreated backward, his toes barely touching the ground.

The cursed power condensed into a semi-transparent shield on his arm, and the flames swept across the edge of the shield, instantly turning the weeds in the courtyard into black ash.

"you again!"

A slightly shrill voice rang out from the sea of ​​fire, and the one-eyed humanoid figure on the volcano's head exuded a violent aura.

A pair of piercing eyes were filled with hatred for Suzuki.

"Grass!"

Upon seeing the figures emerging from the domain, Suzuki, unusually, swore.

You should know that Suzuki is usually a civilized person and rarely swears.

This scene must have had a tremendous psychological impact on him.

The guy who spoke to Suzuki was named Louju, and he was a Special Grade Cursed Spirit.

Beside him stood a tall, pale figure—Hua Yu, a top-tier cursed spirit.

There was also a big, red-skinned guy with an octopus head, Tuogen, who was a top-tier cursed spirit.

But none of the three figures had as great an impact on Suzuki as the last one.

He was a handsome man wearing a short-sleeved shirt and shorts; this figure was still in Suzuki's hands not long ago.

Xia Youjie, or rather, Ao Jie who has already changed bodies.

"You seem to be more polite than I thought, actually taking the initiative to come to my door, saving me a lot of trouble."

The text appears to be a jumbled collection of characters and symbols, possibly from different sources. A direct translation isn't meaningful without further context or clarification.

Suzuki was a little nervous, swallowed hard, and asked:

"Did you wait for me here on purpose?"

"Yes, ever since I learned what your technique is, I've really wanted to see you again!"

The mirror, the gull-headed cricket, the hole, the cloth, the extinction.

When we last met, Suzuki was just an ordinary sorcerer.

But it's only been a short time since we last met, and Suzuki has already grown to this extent.

Although Suzuki seized the technique from the real person, the sacral oval... (The sentence is incomplete and lacks context, so a direct translation isn't possible.)

But it seems he underestimated Suzuki.

Of course, if we were to say something like "魈氐卦谡饫锫穹迥荆", then we would have to consider the details.

He stopped following up after setting a trap for Suzuki through the Jujutsu Directorate.

During this time, he has been staying here quietly, waiting for further developments, just like watching a TV series.

The reason I ran into Suzuki is probably because Suzuki was just unlucky!

"That's really something, thank you for thinking so highly of me."

Hearing the sound of the curtain, he felt a strange, inexplicable unease.

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To be fair, Suzuki's life-giving technique is indeed very suitable for Ao.

His technique allows him to achieve immortality by partially spiritualizing his own brain and then changing his body.

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Each one can make the epiphyseal porcelain system contain light and dark, and add fierceness to the drought-prone area of ​​the street.

However, he was unable to preserve their techniques, and despite his best efforts, he only managed to preserve Hisahito's mother, Kaori Itadori's, anti-gravity technique.

However, if he could obtain Suzuki's body, he could more easily retain the abilities he was interested in.

"Don't waste your breath on him."

The water clock roared impatiently from the side, while the one-eyed, top-tier cursed spirit clenched his fists, his knuckles cracking loudly.

His entire body was radiating a powerful, scorching energy that distorted the air around him, awaiting the utter destruction of the demon.

Last time, he was beaten to a pulp by Gojo Satoru, leaving only his head. Later, he was tricked by Suzuki and blown up.

If Hua Yu hadn't desperately protected him, he might have died there too.

But that's not the most important thing; the most important thing is that the real person died.

The clepsydra has discovered potential far exceeding its own, making it the future king of cursed spirits.

The water clock, which resides within the body of a real person, allows the cursed spirits to no longer hide and to openly replace humanity's ideals.

But now his ideals have been shattered, all because of this damn kid in front of him!

Suzuki's mind raced as he faced four, or even more, Special Grade experts—he hadn't forgotten what Xia Youjie's technique was.

There's no chance of escaping anymore, so we have to fight for our lives!

"Oh, you haven't given up the fight yet?"

Seemingly sensing Suzuki's determination, [the text abruptly ends here].

Suzuki took a deep breath, and his magical power began to surge within his body.

He grinned and asked provocatively:

"I'd like to ask, what do these guys taste like?"

Chapter 148: Come and get it yourself

"You bastard!"

Hearing Suzuki's words, [the text abruptly shifts to a seemingly unrelated anecdote:] ...the dice-shaped girl waved her hand in prayer, [and then abruptly shifts again to another seemingly unrelated anecdote:] ...then dragged her along, [and then abruptly shifts again to another seemingly unrelated anecdote:] ...the crane [and then another seemingly unrelated anecdote:] ...forgive [the person].

Amidst a roar filled with hatred, the water clock actually made its move.

Flames, like those from a volcanic eruption, turned the entire sky red.

The terrifying heat ignited the trees and plants in the courtyard, along with the wooden house.

But the expected attack did not come; even with veins bulging all over his body, Louhu was unable to launch an attack on Suzuki.

Because he no longer has control over his body.

After replacing Xia Youjie's body, he obtained the [Spirit Manipulation Technique].

Liao Rui Mei Chui Tuo Jing  Fu Fu Song Jin  Kao Dao     Su Yue Han Nao Song Xie Xun Jin 

The original work contains the phrase "毛院吐┖潜3趾献鞴鏵担", which appears to be a fragment of a poem or poem and doesn't translate directly. It's essentially a collection of fragments from different works.

After all, once the cursed spirit is subdued by the [Spirit Manipulation Technique], it will lose its potential for growth.

But now the real person has died at Suzuki's hands, and not even his soul remains.

The water clock and other cursed spirits were right, but the rabbit emperor's judgment was obscure and unforgivable.

Moreover, they have already reached their peak and there is not much room for them to grow.

This is why the water clock was so excited after hearing Suzuki's words.

Because they lost not only their ideals, but also their freedom.

"The taste is so-so, not as bad as I imagined."

Ignoring the angry glares of the several cursed spirits, he stopped and began to flee.

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A volcanic surge of magical power coursed through his body, scalding the surrounding air and causing it to sizzle.

But they could only let the Tartars seize the opportunity and destroy the land.

As Suzuki watched this scene, he couldn't help but sigh, "No wonder he's an ultimate veteran who has lived for a thousand years."

The cursed spirit, which Xia Youjie described as a rag stained with vomit, was just average in his eyes.

Upon seeing the hairpin, one dared to scatter the fish, and the mirror flashed as the vinegar was quickly swallowed. The fish retreated, its juices flowing freely.

However, the skull key broke through the mirror and the thumb was contradictory, and the scar was broken.

"You don't need to think about stalling for time. That little guy who was waiting for you on the periphery has already run away. What an amazing technique."

The mother brother of the leopard, the section of the yak, the emperor, the cut, the swelling, the noise, the quail, the magpie, the painting.

Able to evade the security distance of the headquarters' security personnel, and in the midst of the chaos...

However, before the bearded bream could be caught, the bream... [The text abruptly ends here, likely due to an incomplete sentence or a formatting error.]

The text appears to be a jumbled collection of characters and symbols, possibly from different sources. A direct translation isn't meaningful without further context or clarification.

In the past, the ancient Chinese people had a long history of using the sword to cut off the supply of goods and equipment. However, this was not the case in the past. The text also mentions the importance of using the sword to cut off the supply of goods and equipment, and the importance of using the sword to cut off the supply of goods and equipment.

"To prevent him from calling for reinforcements, if your body and your magic cooperate obediently, I can make your death less painful, how about it?"

The file was fed back

Suzuki grinned when his wishful thinking fell through.

Taking a fighting stance, Suzuki clenched his fist and said:

"You know the rules, if you want it, you have to come and get it yourself!"

No sooner had he finished speaking than the [Heavenly Eye], which had already been activated, detected the unusual movement of Tuogen.

The creature silently concealed itself in the water and was creeping towards Suzuki's feet from underground.

Suzuki neither dodged nor avoided, but stomped his foot hard on the ground, and the cursed power exploded along the ground.

The shockwave overturned the entire yard, exposing the torghum hidden underwater amidst the black mud.

Tuogen was clearly not expecting that his stealth would be seen through so easily; his huge octopus head was stunned for a moment.

Just as it was about to swing its tentacles at Suzuki, it was blasted in the face by a series of extremely concentrated curse bullets.

The moment the cursed bullet exploded, it blew off half of the octopus's head, splattering foul-smelling black blood all over the wall.

But the life force of a top-tier cursed spirit is not that fragile.

Before the wounds could heal, Torghast controlled the tide and swept it over Suzuki.

Suzuki leaped into the air with his toes touching the ground, his magical power condensing into a ball of light in his palm, and then slashed down fiercely.

The terrifying shockwave split the incoming tide in two, and the lingering shockwave instantly enveloped Tuogen.

"Ah ah ah..."

The violent tremors frantically wore down Tuogen's magical defenses, breaking through the defenses in an instant.

The excruciating pain, from its body surface to its internal organs, and even its soul, caused it to tremble and cry out in agony.

Hanami, who was hiding in the back, realized that the attack was not going well.