On the ruins of Shibuya, the white Susano'o had fully hardened.
A hundred-foot-tall giant silhouette towered into the sky, covered in a layer of white, jade-like armor. The eye sockets of the tengu-shaped helmet blazed with a crimson blood glow of the same origin as the owner's, reflecting the slowly spinning kaleidoscope of Nishida Kagetatsu's left eye Sharingan.
He held it in his right hand. A blazing white light flashed, merged, and finally condensed into a patterned light sword as tall as a skyscraper. The blade streamed with white light fused with chakra power.
The Maga Gurante King, the Earth Demon King that had just been lifted hundreds of meters by a bone palm, writhed wildly in the smoke and dust.
Its head suddenly rose, and its crimson beast pupils met the white giant silhouette. A furious roar that shook heaven and earth tore from its throat.
A giant foot covered in spikes heavily stomped the ground. All the ruins shook violently. Earth elements around its body gathered in a wild order. A stone shell multiplied layer by layer. The energy core in its chest suddenly glowed with a blinding light, sending a Maga magnetic beam toward Susano'o.
Almost simultaneously, the ruins on both sides of Susano'o exploded with two earth-shattering roars.
On the left, murky, blackened poisonous water wrapped in mud burst through a broken wall, instantly spreading a suffocating black-green water mist. Wherever it passed, reinforced concrete corroded and hissed, revealing the twisted steel bars inside.
On the right, crimson lava flowed through the ruins. The ultra-high temperature instantly engulfed the entire field, scorching even the air, distorting and deforming it.
At the same time, the five zombie monsters resurrected by Demon Head Kijuro with cursed energy also roared and burst forth.
Their bodies had long been broken in the previous battle, and black-red negative cursed energy oozed from their wounds like pus, but they still fearlessly charged at Susano'o.
The moment this scene spread across the world through the live broadcast, viewers across the internet, just recovering from the shock of Susano'o, subconsciously raised their hearts to their throats.
But Kagetatsu, at the center of the encirclement, had a calm face.
The kaleidoscope of his right eye slowly spun. Every subtle movement of the surrounding monsters, every precursor of energy buildup, infinitely slowed down, reflected in his field of vision.
The white eye of his left eye clearly saw the energy veins within all the monsters and the Achilles' heel of their cursed energy cores.
He even had time to look up and scan the zombie monsters converging from all sides.
Then, the white Susano'o towering in the sky suddenly moved.
Instead of contending with the three main Demon Kings ready to launch, it burst forth with its right hand holding the patterned light sword.
The shining white blade cut through the sky, delivering a fiery white slash stretching several kilometers. Even space rippled wherever the blade wind passed.
The Wind Demon King, Maga Basa, which Demon Head Kijuro had forcibly pulled from death using black cursed techniques, had a zombie-like hardened body that couldn't even complete the motion of flapping its wings before the cursed energy core sustaining its existence was completely destroyed by the sharp strike wrapped in light and chakra.
The remnants, barely held together by negative curses, instantly lost their support. With a second earth-shattering explosion, they were once again blown to pieces, leaving no room for regeneration.
Although Demon Head Kijuro had created these monsters not belonging to this world, their essence was merely pseudo-shikigami sustained by cursed energy.
With a single sweep of Kagetatsu's white eyes, a fusion of spiritual power and chakra, he precisely detected their core weaknesses.
If he had realized this earlier, he wouldn't have had to spend so much spiritual energy gathering light power, and he could have killed them all without much effort.
Facing the combined attack of the three Demon Kings, capable of destroying heaven and earth, Kagetatsu sat at the core of Susano'o. The kaleidoscope beneath his eyes and the white eyes simultaneously ignited.
With a light mental command, the white Susano'o suddenly spread its giant wings, covered in chakra armor, like an indestructible canopy, blocking all incoming attacks.
At the same time, it held the giant patterned light sword in its right hand, the blade close to its ribs, shoulders sunk, elbows lowered, standing in a motionless Iai stance, ready to strike.
The poisonous water waves of Maga Jaba, capable of eroding cursed energy, the magical flames of Maga Pondon that burned everything, and the gravitational beams of the Maga Gurante King that distorted space—the triple destructive attacks simultaneously crashed into the white wings. Deafening explosions erupted one after another, and smoke and dust instantly engulfed the entire battlefield, completely swallowing the giant silhouette.
But before the smoke and dust could clear, a sharp sound tearing through the sky exploded.
Susano'o, fully charged with inertia to its limit, executed an instantaneous Iai slash. Several white sword energies crossing the sky burst from the air, each following the weaknesses detected by the white eyes, precisely piercing the cursed cores of the Demon Kings and the zombie monsters.
There was no unnecessary roar, no prolonged battle. In a single breath, all the attacking giants crumbled. Core explosions sounded one after another, and in the end, everything turned to flying ash in the sky.
Gojo Satoru looked at the white giant silhouette of Susano'o towering in the smoke and dust, and his entire being fell into a rare numbness.
Before this, this man, standing at the pinnacle of the jujutsu world, born under the title "the strongest," still harbored a little pride of heaven in his heart, always subconsciously and secretly measuring himself against Kagetatsu. But now that little heart of victory and defeat had been shattered to the point where, under the influence of absolute power, not a trace remained.
His Six Eyes clearly captured the god-like giant descending into the world, yet with a light slash, it cut a terrifying deep ravine extending a thousand meters into the scorched earth of Shibuya's ruins.
This was the true feeling of destroying heaven and earth: "Man is the enemy of the nation."
Having killed all the monsters in one stroke, Kagetatsu manipulated the white Susano'o and slowly walked toward the Maga Orochi controlled by Demon Head Kijuro.
The heavy blade slid across the reinforced concrete ruins and the remnants of collapsing buildings, like a hot knife cutting through butter, carving a terrifying ravine stretching kilometers and several meters deep into the scorched earth of Shibuya.
Gravel and molten mud sprayed on both sides of the blade, every inch of its trajectory shocking.
Susano'o's leisurely pace stood in stark contrast to the mental state of Demon Head Kijuro, who was now on the verge of losing control.
Watching the approaching white giant silhouette, the irritation and anxiety in Demon Head Kijuro's heart grew wildly, about to explode. It was at this moment that he truly felt a bone-chilling cold—perhaps he would lose again.
Since his resurrection, every time he thought he had set up a perfect situation, Kagetatsu would come with his blade and shatter all his plans.
It seemed that a voice always echoed in his ears: Don't resist. I was born to be your nightmare.
At this moment, facing Susano'o, which was dragging its blade forward and blotting out the sun, only one phrase remained in Demon Head Kijuro's mind, as if carved into his heart word by word from Kagetatsu's mouth:
"I came to kill you, Demon Head Kijuro."
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