Narrowly dodging another of Sukuna's space-tearing cross-slashes, Satoru used the repulsion of Red to perform a sudden backflip, widening the gap by dozens of meters and landing on the tip of a lone, towering steel beam.
He panted slightly, his chest heaving, but the battle intent in his eyes was like a roaring flame.
Sukuna didn't pursue. He stopped at the edge of a broken building opposite, his four crimson eyes sizing up the slightly disheveled but exceptionally bright-eyed Satoru, as if examining a toy undergoing an interesting transformation.
"Interesting... getting more spirited as we fight?" The giant mouth on Sukuna's abdomen grinned.
"Now this is more like it. But just dodging around won't be enough to satisfy me."
Satoru didn't answer. He just slowly stood straight and raised his right fist.
On his fist, blue Cursed Energy flowed and compressed like a living thing. Along with the repulsion field on his arm and the kinetic energy accumulated from his high-speed movement and blocking, they began to attempt a dangerous resonance under the absolute control of the Six Eyes.
Black Flash...
He had done it before, but never in such high-intensity combat, and never in such a perfect state, attempting it proactively.
"Then... as you wish." Satoru whispered.
The Red beneath his feet erupted, and his figure vanished.
In the next instant, he appeared in front of Sukuna's side. His right fist, wrapped in blue Cursed Energy and crimson repulsion, struck toward Sukuna's lower left arm, which was raised in a seemingly casual block, at a speed faster than the eye could follow.
The moment fist and arm met, time seemed to momentarily stagnate.
Blue, crimson, and the dark red Cursed Energy on Sukuna's arm compressed to the limit at the point of impact.
And then—
A streak of deep, pure black, as if it would even swallow Sukuna's dark red Cursed Energy, silently exploded upon Gojo's knuckles. A black, distorted shockwave of lightning, filled with the aura of destruction, burst forth along Sukuna's arm.
Black Flash!
Satoru, under the high pressure of a desperate situation and in a state beyond his limits, had successfully landed a Black Flash on Sukuna.
The black lightning washed over Sukuna's arm, tearing and annihilating the Cursed Energy wrapped around it, and even caused fine, porcelain-like cracks to appear on that incredibly tough skin.
The pupils of Sukuna's four crimson eyes shrank simultaneously. It wasn't pain, but surprise, and a hint of displeasure at having his rhythm broken.
BANG!
The massive impact forced Sukuna's entire body back a step, and a large chunk of the broken building's edge beneath his feet collapsed.
Satoru used the force to leap back, landing on another piece of rubble. He slowly raised his right fist, which was slightly smoking and bleeding from cracked skin, looking at the rapidly dissipating black electrical sparks on his knuckles, and then at Sukuna, who had been shaken in a head-on clash for the first time, and perhaps even suffered minor damage.
"It looks like..."
Satoru shook his painful but power-filled fist, his lips pulling into a smile that was equally full of battle intent and unbridled arrogance.
"I'm finally... able to play with you a bit, Sukuna."
Sukuna looked down, glancing at the faint black cracks on his lower left arm that were being rapidly repaired by the majestic Cursed Energy within his body. In his four crimson eyes, surprise was quickly replaced by a searing, almost boiling excitement.
He slowly raised his head, looking toward the opposite side at Satoru, who was panting but had eyes as sharp as knives. The giant mouth on his abdomen split open, letting out a low, dull, and delighted chuckle.
"Haha... Not bad! Now this is more like it!" Sukuna shook his fully repaired arm, all four arms stretching out simultaneously as his joints popped like thunder.
"To be able to wound my new body... Six Eyes brat, you're a bit more interesting than I thought."
"Just a bit?" Satoru wiped the blood from the corner of his lips, his blue eyes burning with an unyielding fire.
"This is only the beginning, you old monster."
Before his voice had even faded, Satoru's hands suddenly snapped together in front of his chest, forming a complex and swift seal.
Blue: Multiple!
Buzz—
In an instant, centered on Sukuna within a spherical space with a hundred-meter radius, sixteen constantly rotating and compressing miniature gravity points, Blue, emerged simultaneously.
They weren't distributed randomly but followed a precise geometric structure and spatial nodes, suspended in the air above the ruins, on the ground, and in the shadows of broken walls, faintly forming a three-dimensional gravitational cage that surrounded Sukuna at its core.
This wasn't an attack, but the ultimate application of support and restriction.
In the next moment, Satoru's figure vanished.
No, it wasn't a disappearance, but rather the use of the complex and ever-changing gravitational network interacting between those sixteen Blues to achieve ultra-short distance teleportation between specific nodes, nearly ignoring inertia and conventional movement paths.
Under the gravitational pull of one of the Blues, he appeared to Sukuna's left, his right fist wrapped in the repulsive force of Red and compressed Cursed Energy, striking toward Sukuna's ribs.
Sukuna's reaction was startlingly fast. His lower right arm whipped out like a lash, carrying a scream that tore through the air to meet Satoru's fist.
But at the instant the fist and arm were about to touch, Satoru's figure seemed to be wiped away by an invisible eraser, only to flash back into existence under the pull of another Blue on Sukuna's right. His left leg, carrying the gravitational force of Blue, cleaved toward Sukuna's head.
"Paltry tricks." Sukuna snorted coldly, not even turning around.
His upper left arm moved at a bizarre angle, arriving second but striking first to block Satoru's whip kick.
However, Satoru's movement trajectory was completely unpredictable. He was like a light particle refracted crazily between sixteen gravitational nodes, flickering left and right, up and down. One moment he was making a feint from the front, and the next he appeared in a blind spot behind.
Every appearance was accompanied by a Cursed Energy attack condensed to the extreme, utilizing the support of Blue and Red to the absolute peak. His speed grew faster and faster, his offensive like a violent storm with no discernible pattern.
This was a tactical leap generated by the combination of the Six Eyes' overclocked calculations and Blue's gravitational network.
It greatly compensated for the gap between Satoru's absolute speed and the 'Godspeed' brought by Sukuna's powerful physical body, even creating a sense of localized temporal and spatial distortion.
"Annoying fly!"
Sukuna's four eyes spun rapidly, precisely capturing the trajectory and offensive intent of every one of Satoru's flashes.
Under Kamiutsushi, Satoru's trajectory was laid bare.
Finally, Sukuna seemed to lose patience, or perhaps a deeper interest had been piqued.
"Fine, I'll play a game of speed with you." Sukuna muttered to himself, the Cursed Energy within him beginning to surge at a unique frequency.
He formed no seals and spoke no incantations. Where his will went, his flesh responded.
Full activation!
It wasn't the instantaneous burst of extreme speed from before, but a continuous, stable, terrifying state as if 'high speed' had become his natural norm.
Whoosh—
Sukuna's figure blurred. He was no longer standing in place to block and counter-attack, but had turned into another dark red stream of light, crazily colliding, chasing, and entangling with Satoru within the gravitational cage formed by the sixteen Blues.
The speed of both men simultaneously broke through a certain critical point.
Above the ruins, one could only see two blurred shadows—one blue and one dark red—like two sentient, crazily colliding meteors.
Within the 3D grid formed by the sixteen dark gravitational points, they flickered, collided, separated, and collided again at a frequency the naked eye simply couldn't capture.
At every point of impact, blinding sparks of Cursed Energy and deafening thuds erupted, the shockwaves further grinding the already fragile architectural remains into powder.
Fast! Fast! Fast!
Extreme speed brought extreme reaction and extreme attack frequency.
Bang... Bang...
Fists and feet, Cursed Energy, occasionally mixed with Dismantle and local bursts of Blue and Red—in less than three seconds, they collided no fewer than hundreds of times.
The entire center of the battlefield was submerged in dense explosions and turbulent energy flows, as if countless heavy cannons were roaring simultaneously.
And in this high-speed offense and defense that transcended limits, an even more terrifying and rare sight began to bloom one after another like nightmare flowers.
Black Flash! Black Flash! Black Flash!