"BOOM—!!!"
Flames soared into the sky within the crater at the center of Shibuya.
It was the roar of a direct collision between the Shiranui in Yoru's hand and Sukuna's arm.
The terrifying shockwave instantly sent the surrounding flowing lava flying, and the crossroads—already reduced to ruins—were plowed once more with bottomless fissures.
*Thud, thud, thud.*
Yoru flipped gracefully in mid-air and landed steadily on a pile of rubble not far in front of Suguru Geto.
On Shiranui's blade, black and red flames flickered wildly from the violent impact, reflecting his cold and sharp eyes.
Across from him...
Ryomen Sukuna stood atop the concrete wreckage. Looking at the shallow burn mark on his arm that was stubbornly resisting healing, a surge of unprecedented fanaticism and excitement erupted in his eyes.
"That flame... and that power capable of wounding me despite having zero cursed energy."
Sukuna casually brushed the ash from his shoulder, his lips curling into a cruel and hideous grin.
"Yoru, you truly are even more interesting than I imagined!"
"In that case, I'll use your life to celebrate my awakening after a thousand years!"
"You want to kill him? Have you asked me first?"
Suguru Geto stood atop a ruined building in the rear, his black gojo-kesa snapping in the howling wind.
He commanded a massive army of cursed spirits to block all of Sukuna's escape routes, his voice as cold as eternal ice.
"Oh?"
Sukuna tilted his head slightly toward Suguru Geto, a hint of amusement flashing in his eyes.
"Suguru Geto? The brat who stands on equal footing with Satoru Gojo...?"
Sukuna's lips curled into a mocking sneer.
"If I recall correctly, hasn't that disgusting fellow Kenjaku already taken over your body?"
"How did a ghost like you, who should be dead, crawl out of hell?"
"Thanks to you, I'm doing just fine."
Suguru Geto sneered, his hands suddenly clasping together in front of his chest.
"And today, I'm going to personally send you back to hell!"
Just as the tension peaked and the battle was about to erupt once more...
*Whoosh! Whoosh! Whoosh!*
Several sharp sounds of air being sliced suddenly tore through the sky.
*Thud! Thud!*
Maki Zenin, wielding Playful Cloud, and Mei Mei, carrying her giant axe, landed beside Suguru Geto almost simultaneously.
BOOM!
Immediately after, another violent black figure crashed down like a meteorite on Suguru Geto's other side.
"Hey, cursed spirit brat, don't think you're going to hog all the glory."
Toji Fushiguro shouldered the Soul Splitter Katana and cracked his neck, his entire body trembling slightly from intense excitement.
Megumi Fushiguro followed close behind, appearing next to Toji Fushiguro with Divine Dog: Totality.
Thus, the Jujutsu High group had completely gathered at the central battlefield of Shibuya!
"Yoru..."
Sukuna's gaze lingered for only a moment as it swept over Toji Fushiguro and Megumi Fushiguro.
But when he looked back at Yoru, a fervent killing intent erupted in his scarlet eyes like never before.
"Have you finally gathered all these small fry?"
"Between the debt from a thousand years ago and the grudge involving this body... I'll slaughter them all first, and then I'll slowly cut you into a thousand pieces!"
Yoru ignored Sukuna's death threat.
A faint red light flashed through his clear eyes.
Transparent World, activate!
In Yoru's vision, the entire world instantly transformed into transparent lines and colors.
He could clearly see the terrifying cursed energy surging like a sea within Sukuna, as well as the technique circuits operating in a highly complex manner.
'There are no openings...'
Yoru was secretly shocked.
As expected of the King of Curses. Even with only fifteen fingers, the integration of his physical body and cursed energy had reached a state of absolute perfection.
"Suguru, stick to the plan."
Yoru commanded without looking back.
"Understood."
Suguru Geto understood immediately.
His hands moved through a series of seals as he secretly commanded the cursed spirits outside the immediate fight to quickly and covertly evacuate the remaining civilians in the surrounding blocks.
"Listen up, everyone. No matter what happens, do not let the shockwaves of this battle reach the civilians."
Suguru Geto relayed the command to his scattered companions through a specialized communication cursed tool.
"Roger that. Though, facing a monster like that, completely controlling the collateral damage won't be easy."
Mei Mei's languid voice came through the communicator, but a trace of gravity underscored her tone.
"Tsk, what a pain."
Maki Zenin tightened her grip on Playful Cloud, her eyes sharp.
At the same time, Maki Zenin and Mei Mei moved apart, taking positions at the corners of the battlefield to form a perimeter, ready to provide support at any moment.
"No matter how many small fry gather, they are still just small fry."
Sukuna watched their movements, suddenly feeling a bit disappointed.
He retracted his smile, and the soul-shuddering pressure he exuded instantly climbed to its peak.
"Since you're all in such a hurry to die..."
"...then I shall show some mercy and grant your wish."
"BOOM—!!"
Before the words had even faded, Sukuna vanished from his spot!
There were no afterimages, no sound of rushing air.
It was teleportation achieved through the pure combination of speed and cursed energy!
"So fast!"
Maki Zenin and the others didn't even have time to react; they only saw a blur.
But at the exact moment Sukuna vanished...
"CRASH!"
Toji Fushiguro also vanished from where he stood!
His terrifying physical body, which lacked even a shred of cursed energy, actually managed to keep up with Sukuna's pace as he erupted at his limit speed!
"Old fossil, your opponent is me!"
Toji Fushiguro's wild laughter exploded in mid-air.
Gripping the Soul Splitter Katana with both hands, he slashed down with enough power to cleave a mountain toward a seemingly empty spot in the air!
"CLANG—!!!"
Sparks flew everywhere!
Sukuna's figure was forced to manifest in mid-air. He held his fingers together like a blade, stopping the Soul Splitter Katana—which could cut through souls—with nothing but his physical body!
At the same time...
Suguru Geto's attack arrived.
"Maximum: Uzumaki!"
Countless high-level cursed spirits were forcibly compressed into a black sphere of energy radiating an aura of destruction. Carrying a terrifying pressure that tore at space, it smashed down toward Sukuna's back!
A perfect coordination of close-quarters combat and long-range bombardment!
This peak battle, which would decide the future of the jujutsu world, had officially begun!
However...
just as Yoru was about to draw his sword and join the fray...
his expression suddenly shifted.
Under the extreme perception of the Transparent World...
he keenly sensed an incredibly strange and violent surge of cursed energy erupting at the B3 exit, the area Kento Nanami was responsible for evacuating!
'That feeling... how is that possible?'
Yoru whipped his head around, staring into the depths of the darkness.
'Nanami's side... what's happening?!'
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