The All-League of Legends Starts From the Heavens Chapter 142

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In fact, at the beginning, Wutiaowu didn't doubt anything. After all, there were too many magicians who died under the curse spirits. They could save their lives, and there were not a few who successfully escaped from the curse spirits.

But Kotaro's unusual movements made him feel that something was wrong.

So Gojo Satoru walked slowly behind him and said intriguingly, "Mr. Kazama, don't be too sad."

Kotaro noticed the change in his tone, and hurriedly turned around to explain: "Sorry, Gojo-sensei, I was just too excited just now."

"He and I have been partners for many years, and they are like siblings. I didn't expect this time..."

As he spoke, tears flowed down the corners of his eyes again: "If it wasn't for him, I'd be the one who died."

Then, there was a cry that lasted for ten minutes.

Gojo Satoru, who was intimidated by Kotaro's sincere expression, actually eased his suspicions a little.

Maybe it's because the two of them are really in a good relationship, that's why they were so excited just now.

Seeing that this move was effective, Kazama Kotaro hurriedly pursued the victory, deliberately leaking out the huge wound that had been treated on the dead magician.

"If he hadn't blocked the sword for me, I would have more than lost an arm."

"I swear, I must kill the ruined king with my own hands and avenge him!"

With a murderous look, I can't wait to swallow Lu Wu alive.

But in Gojo Satoru's eyes, Kotaro is obviously the kind of coward who only dares to talk big, but runs faster than anyone else when he really encounters something.

So, I couldn't help but feel a little contempt for him.

The thought of the strongest magician actually cleared Kotaro's last suspicion.

Moreover, although Gojo Satoru only glanced at the wound, he could basically tell that Kotaro's partner was indeed killed by a sharp weapon.

The shot is ruthless, and one hit is fatal.

After confirming that he was trustworthy, Gojo Satoru asked about the details of the cafe curse incident.

In addition to the cause of his partner's death, in other respects, there is no need for Kotaro to lie, and it is better to tell the truth directly.

He told me everything about how he received the news, how he was ambushed by the curse spirit in the cafe, and how he escaped death.

Even the news of several super-class spell spirits of Liaohu was also told to the strongest spellcaster.

After Gojo Satoru listened, his expression became more and more solemn, several unregistered super-class spell spirits, plus this Ruined King who suddenly appeared.

Of course, it is impossible for this group of people to get together for a simple coffee and chat.

Coupled with the newly-appeared Liangmian Su Nuo, there seems to be a feeling of an evil force originally hidden in the dark, slowly surfacing.

I just don't know how this crisis in the magic world will be presented.

This feeling of being tricked into being completely passive made Wujou Satoru very uncomfortable.

Even though he was a little irritable, he politely said to Kotaro:

"Sang Kazama, you go back to heal first, I want to stay here for a while."

"I will find someone to handle the follow-up."

"Oh...Okay." Kotaro was stunned for a moment before he reacted: "Then I will trouble Gojo-sensei."

After speaking, he bowed and left in a hurry, as if he didn't want to stay here for even a second.

Gojo Satoru was the only one left in the ruined cafe.

He was sitting on the edge of the tattered sofa, with his hands on his chin, looking at the vast black mist in front of him, wondering what he was thinking.

On the other hand, Lu Wu has already set his target at the Kyoto Prefectural Magic Academy.

That is the one I mentioned earlier, the sister school of the High School of Magic.

As a king, Lu Wu needs a palace that fits his identity. Compared with the high school of magic, the Kyoto prefecture with a more primitive architectural style is more in line with his aesthetics.

Moreover, after a while, the two high schools held a sister exchange meeting...

First let Hua Yu and other magic spirits wait outside, Lu Wu turned into a cloud of black mist and rose above the government high school.

The whole picture of the school was displayed in front of his eyes.

The whole school is more like a temple with a beautiful environment, or a park, among the lush vegetation, there are many Japanese-style houses.

Lu Wu also quickly found the target this time in one of the houses.

Leyan Temple Jiashen, the principal of Jingdong Prefectural Mantra High School, is a 76-year-old old man.

The leader of the conservative faction in the magic world, wants to eliminate the existence of Yuren Kuzhang who has become the "container of the nuo".

At this moment, this old man wearing a traditional kimono with incredible eyebrows is sitting cross-legged on a tatami mat, drinking hot tea that has just been fried.

Enjoy the afternoon at leisure, unaware of the impending danger.

After confirming the target, Lu Wu directly passed through the door in the form of black mist and appeared in front of Jiashen of Leyan Temple.

Condensing his body again, he said slowly, "Leyan Temple? I wonder if you are ready to welcome me."

The unexpected visitor startled the old man.

However, he was also someone who had seen strong winds and waves~www.mtlnovel.com~ and his expression returned to normal immediately.

Looking at the tall and pale man in front of him, he stood up and asked cautiously, "Presumably, you are the king of ruins that Kotaro said?"

Because Kotaro Kazama graduated from the Kyoto Prefectural High School, the order of passing the news is here first, and then the Magic High School.

So Lu Wu was not surprised that Jiashen of Leyan Temple guessed his identity.

"It's me." The king raised his chin. "Now you can kneel."

Leyan Temple did not answer him, but asked with interest: "You don't seem to be a curse."

"It doesn't matter what I am." Lu Wu called out the Ruined King Sword: "What matters is what I do."

"Leyan Temple Jiashen, are you willing to dedicate your life to the great king of ruin."

"Haha." The old man smiled, and the two eyebrows also became longer due to emotional fluctuations.

"I thought you were here to persuade the old man to surrender and ask me to go back and be a prime minister or something."

"Sure enough, old people are useless no matter where they are."

Lu Wu leaned on Wang Jian in both hands and looked down at Leyan Temple, which was less than one meter seven: "Of course you are useful."

"Unfortunately...after death."

After listening to his words, Leyan Temple Jiashen sneered: "After you kill the old man, it's not too late to say such words!"

Then he took off the pure white kimono on the upper body, revealing the trendy short sleeves with various prints engraved inside.

At some point in my hand, an electric guitar that looked very expensive appeared.

"Obviously the leader of the old-fashioned school, to wear such fancy clothes, you are really interesting, Jiashen!" After that, Lu Wu rushed over with his big sword.

Chapter end

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