Gu Mo didn’t realize that he was being sneered at by Megumi Fushiguro, and that the other party’s doubts and anxiety about him were growing ever more intense.
He merely rested his hand on his chin, tilted his head, and stared at the shattered window in the corridor, his expression clearly thoughtful.
——"It should... be fake, right?"
——"Actually, this window definitely wasn’t broken, right? It must be like this!"
Indeed, at a moment that seemed tense and thrilling, he was consumed by such inexplicable and irrelevant thoughts, concerned about the window being broken.
After all, he was just thinking no big commotion should be stirred, which was somewhat hard for him to accept.
Like a flash of lightning or a swift sword cut, arcs of light traced through the air with several swooshing sounds, leaving a temporary afterimage on the retinas, accompanied by the sound of tearing, the Curse Spirit in the corridor was effortlessly torn to pieces!
A black and a white Spirit Dog pounced brutally, devouring them whole.
Blood and gore were flying, the scene appeared exceptionally gory, but fortunately, since they were Spirit Bodies, the texture and features of flesh were merely simulated special effects; as Curse Power rapidly dissipated, fragmented limbs quickly lost their imbued properties, evaporating into the air.
"Although I want to ask you why you still came, you’ve done well..."
Deploying his Curse Technique, Megumi Fushiguro swiftly advanced and commanded the destruction of the curse, stepping forward to speak to the high school student named Yuji, a hint of urgency in his tone, while also unable to stop himself from watching Gu Mo behind him with caution.
"Now! Quickly check on the Curse!"
"The Curse... this one?" After checking the condition of the girl in his arms and breathing a slight sigh of relief, the boy quickly searched and found a strange object tightly held by the unconscious girl.
It was a desiccated finger, which upon first glance looked like a human finger, but upon closer inspection, one could notice minute differences—the overly sharp nails and slightly peculiar lines both imparted a hair-raising eerie sensation...
"Yes, that’s it, Two-Faced Su Nu’s Finger, hand it over quickly! This thing is very dangerous." Megumi Fushiguro nodded repeatedly, stretching out his hand towards Yuji.
"Does this thing have any use?" The boy scrutinized the Curse in his hand, wondering if the preceding Resentful Spirits were after this?
"No time for explanations, just give it to me quickly!" Megumi Fushiguro stepped forward a few paces, his tone somewhat urgent; it’s not the time for explanations!
Two-Faced Su Nu?
Not far away, Gu Mo’s interest was piqued, recalling a game he’d played recently, set in the Warring States Era, brimming with ghosts and demons, slaughtering various fiends and Demons using the beautiful female character he created himself. It seemed to have the same element.
Could it be due to this type of content and information?
"Hey, can you let me take a look? I’m also kind of curious."
With this thought, Gu Mo spoke lightly, while stepping over with an expression suggesting he wanted to join in.
However, having just retrieved the special-grade Curse from Yuji, Megumi Fushiguro remained vigilant of him and immediately turned around, issuing a warning as if faced with a formidable enemy—
"Don’t come! Don’t come any closer!"
He just knew it, this person indeed harbored ill intentions, solely targeting the special-grade Curse!!
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Gu Mo paused, stopped in his tracks, a question mark slowly floated over his head.