The All-League of Legends Starts From the Heavens Chapter 154

"Inside...inside..."

Ye Mo's righteous path's voice was as thin as a mosquito's chirping, and Wu Jogou put his ear to his mouth, so that he could barely hear it clearly.

"Inside...inside is..."

As the strongest spellcaster got closer and closer, the headmaster, who was extremely weak just now, suddenly turned into a penetrating emerald green in his eyes.

At the same time, he opened his mouth full of fangs and bit his neck.

Thanks to the tradition passed down from the Gojo family, Gojo Satoru can create an absolutely inviolable space around the body with infinite power.

The effect is that all objects that are close to him will be slower and slower.

Without Gojo Satoru's permission, he would never be able to touch him.

It is the ability to manipulate space and bring cosmic energy into reality; it is the force of cessation that converges on one's infinite number of poles.

As a person who has cultivated this spell to the extreme, it has become the instinct of Wujo Wu, just like a passive skill, it can operate on its own.

Therefore, under the protection of this layer of barrier, the corrupted Spodoptera Righteous Path couldn't bite him at all.

He could only keep his mouth open and closed, swallowing **** of air.

Taking this opportunity, Gojo Satoru quickly distanced himself from him and looked at the former teacher in disbelief.

The Curse of Ruin has turned this generous elder into a corrupt creature that only knows how to destroy.

The only sanity left is the endless longing for fresh flesh and blood.

"Teacher?" Wutiao Wu tried to use the name of the year to verify whether the right path of the night moth still has a conscience.

But from his increasingly gloomy expression after that, it is not difficult to find that the situation is not optimistic.

Just when the spellcaster was thinking about whether to help the headmaster free, a pale figure came out of the thick black mist.

"Look at what he looks like now, do you feel the pain, Gojo Satoru."

Lu Wu stepped on Ye Mo's righteous shoulder and said arrogantly, "If you are willing to surrender to me, maybe I can consider granting him liberation."

And the principal of Tangtang High School of Cursing is now kneeling in front of him, wagging his tail like a puppy begging for pity.

However, Gojo Satoru didn't seem to like this proposal very much, and without saying a word, he rushed over immediately.

"Sure enough, you're not the kind of person who is easily threatened." Lu Wu kicked away the night moth that kept licking his shoes, calling out the Ruined King Sword.

"Kill your neck and kill, conjurer!"

As soon as the voice fell, the two bumped into each other.

Gojo Satoru opened his palm and slammed his abdomen at a very tricky angle.

But when he was about to hit, he was blocked by the green blade of Wang Jian.

In line with the idea of not being indecent, Lu Wu responded quickly and slashed Wang Jian to the magician's body with his backhand.

But because of the existence of the infinite spell, the blade finally stopped a few centimeters away from Wujogo, and could no longer advance.

Afterwards, the two fought against each other for dozens of rounds in a row, only to find that neither could do anything to the other.

Every attack of Wutiaowu will be easily resolved by Lu Wu, and Lu Wu's attack will also be blocked by the infinite spell like a barrier around him.

As the favored son of heaven, the darling of this world, Wutiaowu's talent and ability are enough to make all magicians in the world feel ashamed.

Unlimited spells can negate the damage of the enemy.

Reverse spells can heal themselves quickly after being injured.

Domain · Boundless space, you can force the enemy to receive endless information, so that the opponent's brain is confused and unable to move.

In addition, he also has a talent called Six Eyes, which is similar to the Buddha's Heavenly Eyesight and his Heart.

It can see through the enemy's spells, detect the enemy's magic power, and perform precise magic power operations.

With the help of this talent, when Gojo Satoru uses spells, the consumption of spell power is basically zero.

If you add up all the abilities of Gojo Satoru and put them in the game, he is probably equivalent to one.

Dual immunity to physical/magic damage, the speed of blood recovery is comparable to that of Mundo, who has a big move, and has a large range of AOE damage skills and a hard-controlled mage.

At the same time, his attack power is equivalent to that of a warrior in the Six Gods outfit.

And the above is not just Wutiaowu's talent, but the rules contained in this world.

In other words, as long as the world exists, Gojo Satoru is invincible.

The strength of the Ruined King itself, although compared with the Rune Mage of the previous world, is not much inferior, but after all, it cannot compete with the entire world.

But fortunately, Gojo Satoru has a very fatal weakness, overconfidence.

Maybe it's been smooth sailing since he was born, and he has hardly lost a battle, so he is prone to underestimate the enemy.

It can be seen from his character and his peaceful way of life.

What's more, the strength of the Ruined King lies not in himself, but in the source of the black mist.

Through the curse of ruin gradually eroding the world, Lu Wu was able to transform the world, thus breaking Wujou's invincible golden body.

This moment is not too far away...

The sky has gradually darkened, and the night of the soul-eater that makes Rune Continent feel the wind is about to come.

The pale king no longer tried to attack, but smiled and slowly disappeared into the black mist behind him. At the same time, he roared excitedly:

"The black fog rolled out from me, like a big tide."

"Although there are occasional declines, now, we will be surging forward!"

Under his control, the dense fog covering the sky galloped forward.

The setting sun sank into the thick clouds, shadows covered the entire sky, and countless resentful spirits, as if from the darkest nightmare, surging in the black mist.

The master of death showed his minions, and proclaimed its arrival to the world with a mighty force.

One after another, the grievance scrolls carried the black mist through the forest, and Wujo Satoru watched the forest instantly decay, and the leaves and trunks turned into crumbs like rotten pieces of meat.

The root of the tree was thrown to the ground, and it only took a heartbeat to freeze into ice cubes, and then hit another tree.

Soon, the black mist found the magician, and the ghosts in the mist hung around him hungrily.

He suddenly fell into an ice cellar, and a thin layer of frost condensed on his clothes.

And the greedy eyes of the resentful spirit gave Wujo Satoru the illusion of being burned.

This is a creature that is far more terrifying than a curse, and they are swarming and swarming.

The magician shook his head, trying to keep himself awake, his beautiful blue eyes staring at the shadowy pale figure in the fog.

But in Lu Wu's eyes, Wutiaowu revealed another Achilles heel of himself.

He couldn't resist mental damage.

Even compared to ordinary magicians, his arrogant personality makes him more likely to be corrupted by the black mist.

Obviously, Gojo Satoru himself was aware of this problem.

He tried his best to avoid the ubiquitous black fog and kept backing away, but the pale king didn't move, as if he was deliberately letting him go.

After a while, the conjurer disappeared from view, followed by the black mist.

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