Bang!
Amai made his move.
He picked up a sharp piece of stone from the rubble left by the previous fight and smashed it down hard onto Reggie's head.
The only thing he could do for him now was to let him be freed as quickly as possible.
"Transferred points gained: 41. Bonus for killing a sorcerer: 5. Current total: 74!"
Behind Amai, a small white bug popped out and excitedly announced his score.
Even Remi, who was ridiculously weak and only knew how to live in her own fantasies, had been identified by the Kogane as a sorcerer.
"Sorry. You can't hear this anymore, but I'll say it anyway. I am bound by a Heavenly Restriction."
Glancing at Reggie's eyes that remained open even in death, Mukuro responded to the unwilling curse he left behind.
Heavenly Restriction usually meant giving up something in the body to gain strength in cursed energy. That was the normal type.
But Mukuro and his brother were the exact opposite. They sacrificed all cursed energy in exchange for enhancing the body in every aspect.
This kind of reverse Heavenly Restriction had already stepped beyond the world's cause and effect. It had extremely high resistance to cursed energy and would not be affected by curses like Reggie's.
"Let's go. That comedian probably won't be able to finish things."
Mukuro waved his hand and left with Amai.
The reason he said that was because Takaba was strong.
His ability could turn whatever he personally found "funny" into reality.
For example, if he had been in Kyoto during the Shibuya Incident and thought it would be funny to tear open the Prison Realm with his bare hands… then he would actually be able to do it.
Earlier, the reason he could block Hazenoki's explosion so easily was because he saw it as nothing more than fireworks. Even the blood spraying from himself was just part of the comedic effect meant to make people laugh.
This was a technique that touched the level of rules themselves. In some ways, it was like the "Naraka Path" of the jujutsu world, and it was even more bizarre than illusion techniques.
Because this did not turn illusion into reality. It forcefully reshaped reality into the "funny" version imagined in his mind.
Of course, a technique this powerful, even surpassing the Limitless in strength, naturally had its weakness.
That weakness was "comedy."
Takaba himself didn't fully understand his own ability, which actually made it easier for it to work, because he was a comedian.
The activation of his technique relied entirely on what he personally found funny. It could not carry any clear or deliberate intent. And on a comedy stage, real violence and killing weren't allowed.
So while Takaba was incredibly strong, that strength couldn't be applied in a direct, practical fight.
Still, the uniqueness of his technique gave him limitless potential on the path of jujutsu.
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Elsewhere.
"You… are you mocking me?!"
After failing several attacks and even suffering the humiliating "One Thousand Years of Death," Hazenoki was on the verge of exploding with anger.
"No, no, no~ This is an artistic performance. Just a little 'bad taste' to make the audience laugh!"
Takaba replied without hesitation.
"Listen carefully. My technique lets me remove parts of my body and use them as bombs."
Since the other side had probably figured out some of it already, Hazenoki no longer cared about revealing his technique completely. At least it could strengthen it to some extent.
After all, it was not a complicated technique to begin with, and he had already had enough of this freak.
"Die!"
Hazenoki dug out his eyeball again, which had just been restored using Reverse Cursed Technique technique. Then he wrapped it in cursed energy and hurled it forward.
The blood-covered eyeball shot forward like a streak of light.
"Is that a challenge? Good, I accept!"
To Hazenoki's surprise, Takaba didn't dodge. Instead, he gripped his fan tightly, his face full of fighting spirit.
"Here comes the fireworks!"
Holding the fan with both hands, Takaba took a stance like a tennis player and actually swatted the eyeball away.
The eyeball, which should have exploded the moment it made contact with the fan, did not burst right away. It flew upward, and only when it reached the highest point did it explode.
And when it did, it turned into a brilliant firework.
That was the effect of Takaba's technique.
Because he believed that if he could hit that "ball" into the sky and turn it into fireworks, it would be incredibly funny.
"You bastard!"
Even after revealing his technique, his attacks still had no effect on Takaba.
Veins bulged on Hazenoki's forehead. As he regenerated his eye with Reverse Cursed Technique, he charged forward.
He was truly out of options now.
"So you're using that move?!"
Takaba's unusual way of thinking clearly came up with something again. He spread his arms wide, looking excited.
Whoosh!
He casually turned his body to the side, and the punch brushed past his ear with a loud rush of wind.
In the next moment, he grabbed the arm and began spinning wildly.
"Super Hot Wheel!"
Hazenoki's body was flung through the air, spinning faster and faster, even leaving behind afterimages.
"Let go, you idiot…"
A strange feeling rose in his stomach. He was about to throw up.
"Got it!"
Boom!
Hearing that, Takaba actually let go in the middle of that high-speed spin.
Hazenoki was sent flying straight into a building, smashing through walls as he crashed inside.
"That was a perfect throw!"
Meanwhile, Takaba still held the pose of throwing Hazenoki, his whole body seeming to shine.
"You bas—"
"Friendly reminder from Kogane. Your friend has died~"
Hazenoki was shaking his head as he stepped out of the rubble when his Kogane suddenly popped out and announced it.
"Tch… I'm done fighting."
With Reggie dead, the will to fight within him faded. On top of that, his opponent was too strange. He no longer wanted to continue.
"Oh, leaving already? Don't forget to keep smiling!"
Takaba's goal was to bring laughter, so he would not force his opponent to stay or kill him, because that was not what a comedian should do.
But…
"Stay."
Mukuro, having finished dealing with Reggie, stepped forward and appeared in front of Hazenoki instantly.
Before the man could react, a hand was already gripping his face.
Boom!
He was slammed straight into the ground. Cracks spread out like a spiderweb from the point of impact, extending over dozens of meters.
Thus, the high-point players of the Tokyo No.1 Colony… were all defeated.
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