In just over ten minutes, all of Tokyo Jujutsu High was engulfed in war.
Although he did not know why Kenjaku and Abe no Seimei would still attack Tokyo Jujutsu High when Sukuna only had two fingers left and could not be fully revived.
But since Kokichi had confirmed that the other side would still launch an attack, Eichi naturally would not make things easy for them.
It would be great to keep them all, but if not, he still needed to gather enough intelligence and make them feel the pain.
However, what Artoria was concerned about was that, according to the intelligence provided by Eichi, the main planner of this attack should be Kenjaku.
But that Kenjaku had not shown up yet.
This could not help but make Artoria a little worried.
After all, it was easy to dodge an open spear, but hard to guard against a hidden arrow.
However, the Kenjaku that Artoria was worried about at the moment was not in Tokyo, but in Kyoto.
"Jujutsu Headquarters, it's been decades since I've been here. I feel a bit nostalgic."
Kenjaku hid himself among countless Cursed Spirits, his gaze looking at Jujutsu Headquarters in the mountains with some nostalgia.
Since the establishment of Jujutsu Headquarters, Kenjaku had entered it more than once under different identities.
It could be said that Kenjaku was more familiar with Jujutsu Headquarters than many old people who had worked there for decades.
However, this time Kenjaku did not come for Jujutsu Headquarters, but for Suguru, whom he had been longing for.
Kenjaku's hobbies over the past thousand years could be simply divided into two categories, research and collection.
Research was about exploring the possibilities of Cursed Energy.
Barrier Techniques, Shikigami Cursed Techniques, Cursed Womb: Death Painting, Binding Vows, and the potential one-million-person Special Grade Cursed Spirit that might appear in the future. These were all Kenjaku's research subjects.
This was a person whose heart was always filled with curiosity and ambition.
How extensive was Kenjaku's knowledge?
Let's put it this way, even if Kenjaku took off his kasaya and changed to any other profession now, he would be able to establish himself.
It was estimated that, except for geniuses like Higuruma, the knowledge reserves of ordinary practitioners might not even catch up to Kenjaku when he first started.
For example, Fumihiko Takaba, as a comedian who had been working for many years without much success, could even be considered a bit of a failure.
Kenjaku was actually able to defeat him in a comedy performance.
This was not simply by relying on old jokes.
Kenjaku could catch every punchline Fumihiko Takaba threw, and even throw many punchlines that the current comedian could not catch.
In this way, Kenjaku defeated Fumihiko Takaba, who was known as having "Cursed Technique strength comparable to Satoru," through comedy.
Although in the end, he also made a joke of himself.
The other was collection.
This aspect was even more intuitive.
The numerous hidden vaults spread across the country were strong evidence.
Over a thousand years, Kenjaku not only collected a large number of ancient powerhouses and conducted extensive research, but also captured a full ten million Cursed Spirits.
This showed how diligent and hardworking Kenjaku was!
Then, the most diligent and hardworking person in the entire Jujutsu World eventually became unable to perceive external situations because he was dragged by Takaba into a performance.
In the end, he himself became part of the joke.
Looking at Suguru's Cursed Technique, Cursed Spirit Manipulation.
What a suitable Cursed Technique for Kenjaku!
So suitable that every time Kenjaku thought of it, he could not help but want to possess it immediately.
But he did not dare. He was afraid that Suguru's sudden disappearance would alert Satoru, and then he would be brutally beaten by him.
Now, the culmination of his plan was approaching, and it was time to possess Suguru's body.
Thinking of this, Kenjaku's mouth curved into a greedy smile.
Countless Cursed Spirits roared and launched an attack on Jujutsu Headquarters.
The next second, a dark space appeared, and similarly, countless Cursed Spirits roared out from it.
Two armies composed of Cursed Spirits crashed into each other like waves.
"Roar!"
The Rainbow Dragon let out a dragon roar, then began to rampage through the Cursed Spirits, crushing countless Cursed Spirits.
Suddenly, a large number of small bird-shaped Cursed Spirits flew into the Rainbow Dragon's body and began pecking at its internal organs.
Imaginary Cursed Spirit: Inner Beak Bird.
Puff, puff, puff, puff, puff!
A forest of white bones rose from the ground, and a large number of Cursed Spirits that were about to rush into Jujutsu Headquarters were instantly pierced by the white bones.
Just as the Special Grade Cursed Spirit, Bone Woman, was holding a white bone spear and preparing to continue her attack, the ground beneath her feet instantly turned into a quagmire.
A black woman, covered in what looked like mud, appeared opposite Bone Woman.
On the roof of an old building at Jujutsu Headquarters, Suguru frowned as he looked at the situation on the field.
All the Special Grade Cursed Spirits he sent out to turn the tide of the battle were intercepted, and they were intercepted in a very targeted way.
The Rainbow Dragon possessed an extremely powerful body, and even Special Grade Cursed Spirits found it difficult to inflict effective damage on it.
But the enemy it encountered was the small Inner Beak Bird, which the Rainbow Dragon might not even be able to bite if it closed its mouth in time.
These Inner Beak Birds attacked the Rainbow Dragon from within its body, bypassing its strongest dragon scale defense.
This made the Inner Beak Bird, despite being much weaker than the Rainbow Dragon, cause a lot of damage to the Rainbow Dragon.
It was the same with Bone Woman.
Bone Woman, who was originally mowing down enemies like crazy, suddenly fell into a quagmire and found it difficult to move.
Her enemy was also the slippery Mud Woman, whose attacks Bone Woman found hard to make effective.
"It seems the enemy knows a lot about my intelligence."
Suguru's face showed no worry, but was instead filled with Battle Intent.
Whoosh, bang.
An agile Cursed Spirit with feline characteristics darted out from the corner of a building, swinging its sharp claws at Suguru.
Surrounded by Suguru's Cursed Spirits, and with eyes everywhere, he naturally would not be ambushed. Playful Cloud immediately struck the enemy.
The three-sectioned Playful Cloud was much longer than the Cursed Spirit's arm, and it blew off its head first.
"That's truly excessive. This is the cat girl that countless young men dream of nowadays!"
A voice full of reproach appeared behind Suguru, as if he had done something terrible.
"Do you think young men nowadays would like a cat demon with more wrinkles on her face than an old lady?
Besides, if you want me to hold back, you should at least be as beautiful as Gojo."
Suguru showed no tension at all, despite being a Shikigami user and having an enemy get close to him.
As he turned his head, he also casually retorted to the other party's words.
"To be able to control so many Cursed Spirits and know so much about me, are you that thousand-year-old 'Old Six' Eichi mentioned, who has always coveted my body?"
Upon seeing the stitches on Kenjaku's forehead, Suguru immediately recognized his identity.
"That's right, it's me."
Kenjaku spread his hands, allowing Suguru to openly examine him.
Although he did not know what "Old Six" meant, he certainly coveted Suguru's body.
For Kenjaku, interacting with strong individuals was an important part of his collection of powerful cursed tools.
And Suguru's inscrutable narrowed eyes and highly alluring voice were both things Kenjaku needed.
Coupled with Cursed Spirit Manipulation, this was simply a naturally perfect body for possession, tailor-made for Kenjaku.
Its compatibility was comparable to Megumi and Sukuna.
"Since you're here, make yourself at home. How about it?"
Suguru raised Playful Cloud, and a Special Grade Cursed Spirit manifested behind him.
Countless black mists enveloped the two of them.
"Is that how that phrase is used?"
Kenjaku raised his hand, and a long ukiyo-e style scroll unfurled.
Lamps emitting green flames appeared around Kenjaku.
The lamplight illuminated the mist.
"Is that a cursed tool?"
"Yes, the Special Grade cursed tool, Twenty-Six Female Demon Scroll."
(To be continued.)