Chapter 325 A Small Fry Who Doesn’t Deserve a Name

Kenmei Isayama considered that Weber Velvet was British, so he spoke in English, but he used American pronunciation.

"Yes, sir."

Apart from anything else, when Weber Velvet heard this younger man say his name, he couldn't help but shudder, and even used honorifics.

This was all the result of his long-term training.

When he heard someone say his full name in a serious tone, he would subconsciously stand at attention. It can only be said that it was a conditioned reflex because he had a very strict teacher.

"Huh?"

When Weber Velvet heard what this guy said clearly, he suddenly realized that the person in front of him was actually the organizer of Neon.

Why was it so sudden?

He thought that someone would indeed go to deal with such an arrogant hero, but he didn't expect that the reaction here was so quick and they were already on the way.

However, he was also able to have such a powerful and cool familiar above the city. The other party's aura was quite strong.

You can tell at a glance that he is a big boss.

So much so that he didn't dare to have any objections and subconsciously gave in.

"Ridrer, don't cause trouble for others."

Weber pulled the cloak on the back of the Heroic Spirit he summoned, wanting him to leave quickly.

"Ah, I know, kid."

"Why are you so nervous? I can't possibly have a conflict with him."

Iskandar knew that the original owner of this dragon-shaped familiar was quite powerful when he saw it, but who would have thought that the other party said that he was the supervisor of this Holy Grail War.

"What a pity, it would be quite exciting if I could fight with a strong man like you."

As for the authenticity of this identity, King of Conquerors Iskandar still thinks it is true. On the one hand, strength cannot be faked, and he knows everything about the Holy Grail War and the identity of his master.

Probably a high-level official of the local forces here.

"Supervisor, the Holy Grail War does not stipulate the scope of activities of Heroic Spirits."

Iskandar also eliminated the idea of ​​sparring with Kenmei Isayama and playing with him, and said with a smile.

"My Master and I are just going out to relax at night."

The original dogma rules do not restrict the activity radius.

"But as a supervisor, I still have to say that your activity range should not exceed Fuyuki City."

"If you cause riots or create chaos in other areas, according to Article 148 of the original regulations, we as supervisors have the right to kill you."

As a high-level supervisor, Kenmei Isayama's words are extremely strong and the most severe warning.

"I guess you have also sensed this runaway magic. A servant violated this regulation, so he must be dealt with."

Kenmei Isayama didn't want to do such troublesome things. After all, he wouldn't get any benefit from killing them.

They are essentially just a combination of spiritual veins, without any nutrition.

The Holy Grail War is essentially a "breeding poison" type, a duel between several heroic spirits.

If Kenmei Isayama kills one of them, will it affect the ceremony?

These bastards really kept giving him problems. Ryoumen Sukuna was actually summoned as a Servant.

The person who came up with the idea of ​​summoning him to the Holy Grail War was a genius. He actually used his finger as a finger to summon him.

It was clearly a classic example of using magic to defeat magic.

No one could do anything to Ryoumen Sukuna a thousand years ago, but it may not be impossible to do anything to him a thousand years later.

"Wow, I have to go then."

King of Conquerors Iskandar put his sword on his neck and patted it.

"Don't mind, let's go and take a look."

Kenmei Isayama did not respond.

Xiao Ai, who was in tune with him, knew immediately that if the speed just now was ten, it would be forty now.

The speed was not just doubled, it was quadrupled.

If you want to watch the fun, just watch.

Kenmei Isayama would not care about them. He quadrupled his running speed. Anyway, Ryoumen Sukuna's magic fluctuations were almost as bright as a light bulb in the dark. As long as he took that as the end point, he would get there no matter how he walked.

There was no need for him to show the way. Kenmei Isayama simply didn't want to go with them.

What he disliked most was the look the King of Conquerors gave him, and the little Ai who was the incarnation of the ice dragon below.

It was quite a peeping look, as if there was something good, and the King had taken a fancy to it, and he was quite greedy.

If it was a golden flash,

it might have come to grab it by now.

Iskandar was the King of Conquerors. Although he was quite domineering, he would do things within his ability and would not make unwise decisions.

The young man in front of him inexplicably gave him a feeling that he could be quite terrifying.

In fact, just looking into those blue and clear eyes, he felt a little hairy in his heart.

Iskandar was actually quite surprised to see the dragon burst out at such a rapid speed.

He wanted to drive his carriage to follow, but he had already lost his trace.

But he was competitive and had to smile helplessly at this moment.

"Hahaha, it's really a complete defeat."

Weber was almost scared just now.

He didn't know why he was so scared of the man younger than himself, like a mouse seeing a cat.

Although the person over there was the Supervisor, and also a local sorcerer.

But Waver Velvet was still very courageous occasionally, just a little timid at other times.

"It's great that there was no conflict."

If he was disqualified from participating in the Holy Grail War because of his confrontation with the Supervisor,

wouldn't that be a big loss?

"Kid, do you think the Command Seal can be taken back so easily?"

King of Conquerors Iskandar looked at Waver Velvet meaningfully.

"Or can they affect the Holy Grail alone?"

"What do you mean?"

Waver didn't quite understand what it meant to be beaten.

"The young man just now was actually sure that he could easily kill both of us from the beginning."

The Conqueror King Iskandar heard the meaning of his warning clearly from the beginning.

"That's why he advised me not to act on impulse from the beginning."

"Ah, I didn't expect to be taught a lesson by a young man. I really lost, lost."

"Young people nowadays are really scary."

"They are just monsters."

"Go back, kid."

The Conqueror King Iskandar slapped his host hard. Weber Velvet, who was slapped, felt half of his body numb when a palm as big as a palm fan slapped his back.

"Didn't we say we were going to take a look?"

The grinning Weber Velvet felt very strange. Why didn't Rider go if he said he didn't want to go? This was not his style.

The Conqueror King Iskandar sneered and didn't answer.

"Go back and play European War 4."

He grabbed the rope in his hand and hit it. He immediately sat on the carriage and turned the car around and went back to play his game.

This conqueror king can be said to have caught up with the good times. There are too many war games of conquest outside, which suits his appetite.

The interested hero who wanted to conquer before will soon become a dead man if this person takes action.

Little did they know that the masters who summoned Ryoumen Sukuna over there were also in a dilemma at this moment. They were roughly divided into two factions.

One is that they can no longer let Ryoumen Sukuna escape from their control, and they should use the command spell to restrict his behavior.

It is not their original intention to force their way into the Jujutsu High School of the Jujutsu Association tonight and confront the strong men of the Jujutsu High School head-on.

It is completely Ryoumen Sukuna's personal behavior and they have no orders.

The other is to rely on the power of Ryoumen Sukuna to completely defeat the local snakes in this area.

In this way, no one can come to stop their spells. In fact, these people here are indeed more thorough.

The complete death of a companion before made these people feel an unprecedented fear of death. Originally, they would be immortal if they were loved by the fox god.

But the death of a companion not long ago made them. They had to consider that there was something abnormal in the world. The times have changed and it is no longer the era of fighting alone.

The person who can kill them is still the most taboo existence for them.

But that person is not so easy to find.

Fortunately, half of their companions have recorded the power of his spell, which means that if it appears, they will know it at the first time.

So the open battle at the beginning directly turned into a covert battle and developed underground.

Until today, they mastered the situation of the Holy Grail War and learned that it was a universal wishing machine that could fulfill wishes, which changed from a latent state to an ascending state.

So after getting the powerful strength of this ancestral curse lion king who lived a thousand years ago, they should completely eliminate the strongest official organization in this area, the Spellcaster Association.

Spellcaster Association, have they investigated a group of sorcerers who are not as powerful as them a thousand years ago? The only powerful special-grade sorcerer has been wandering abroad for many years and does not accept their dispatch.

Compared with the three major families, the Spellcaster Association is a real soft persimmon that can be manipulated at will.

As for the three major families, although it is a bit troublesome to deal with each other, the three families are in a competitive relationship.

That is to say, as long as the three of them are opposed to each other, then the three major families will not be a problem.

So the Spellcaster Association is the easiest guy to manipulate among these guys.

While the Holy Grail War is being held, use the sharp blade in your hand to eliminate all forces that may harm their plans as much as possible.

Now these two voices appear in this team, but the other party cannot convince the other, but at present, the opinion of the curse king from a thousand years ago is still the main one.

From the beginning when this two-faced Sukuna was summoned, it was said that he did not need disobedient subordinates.

So like Tohsaka Tokiomi, he also surrendered to the heroic spirit they summoned.

Working for the strong is not inferior.

Sukuna and Tengen have known each other for thousands of years. His body was placed here after his death. Unfortunately, the place is deserted and nothing is left except for that sentence.

At this moment, the Hongxing Palace, which was originally buried underground, can see the night sky above when it raises its head.

Because the top of the roof had long been cut off by the curse king with a spell.

"Is there no one left in this era?"

The four-armed demon, Ryomen Sukuna, was wearing the lady's shroud, and the other pair of arms was moving forward from the front

"Send a little ghost like you."

He looked at the white-haired young man walking in front of him with boredom, and his expression was quite frivolous.

He didn't look at him straight

But Ryomen Sukuna was not a man without courage and strategy, he recognized the eyes of this little ghost.

"Six eyes?"

Ryomen Sukuna's eyes became a little more interested, and he supported his hand.

"Old thing from a thousand years ago, just roll into the grave for me."

The person who came was Gojo Satoru.

He put his hands in his pockets casually, and walked slowly towards the Curse King, with a strong fighting spirit in his eyes.

Although he said so, he didn't underestimate the Curse King. Although he was confident, he was definitely not conceited.

"How dare you call him an unknown person."

Ryomen Sukuna was not angry at the young man's sarcasm.

"Show me the level of sorcerers a thousand years later. It's impossible that these rubbish represent everything."

It was very obvious in the area below that was full of knife cuts. It was conceivable that the fierce battle was quite intense.

"I also want to see if the strongest one a thousand years ago got it by bragging.

Gojo Satoru raised his hand, and the cursed power in his body surged rapidly, and then after a while, he rubbed out a blue ball in his hand.

For various considerations.

Gojo Satoru first rubbed out a [Cang] to test the waters. As for [He], it was not very convenient for him to use it himself, and he still needed to chant for a long time.

When the blue ball was just formed, it had already destroyed the surrounding floor tiles with a crackling sound, and finally it became bigger and bigger.

Leaving a deep pit on the ground with blue lightning, it looked quite scary.

Gojo Satoru smiled confidently.

"Not bad"

Facing [Cang] that could tear apart special-grade cursed spirits, Ryoumen Sukuna's crazy and slightly sarcastic voice sounded directly on the field.

"You can jump better than other fish.

"But in my eyes, you are just a small fish that doesn't deserve a name."

Gojo Satoru was about to say, where do you get the courage, but he saw an incredible scene.

The blue [Cang] was inexplicably shattered into hundreds of pieces. Through these scattered fragments, the mocking face of Sukuna Ryomen could be clearly seen.

"I will scrape off all your scales."

He also made a throat-cutting gesture.

A sound of flesh being torn apart was heard.

It was Gojo Satoru!

At this moment, there was a sharp pain in his neck, and a large amount of blood gushed out.

"Impossible, I remember that my unlimited technique was activated"