Chapter-101
Sukuna's voice was like a few drops of cool water being poured into a pot of boiling oil.
The moment it came into contact with the oil, countless bursts of oil erupted.
Jogo frowned as he looked at Kiyoshi Zenin, who showed no fear whatsoever, and a sense of unease crept into his heart.
This feeling only represents one possibility: that the other party still has a trump card that can kill you that they haven't played yet!
Thinking of this, Jogo did not choose to retreat. Instead, he took another step forward. He could not give Kiyoshi Zenin a chance to use his trump card. He had to force Kiyoshi Zenin into a desperate situation within this time frame, so that the opponent would not even have the chance to use his trump card.
"A sea of fireworks! Ember Insects! A sea of flames!"
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Three attacks rushed towards Kiyoshi Zenin simultaneously. The strange and terrifying Ember Insect even emitted a violent sonic attack as it flew towards Kiyoshi Zenin, attempting to make him pause for a moment.
But as he watched the attacks about to crash down on him, Sukuna's face only showed a mocking smile. He looked at the Jogo in front of him, his voice lazy and magnetic:
"Hey, Cursed Spirit, while it's commendable that you managed to do one step, you... still have absolutely no knowledge or understanding of curses."
Let me tell you what a true curse is, and what a true expansion of a Domain is.
Sukuna's lips parted into an almost torn arc, and a bright red tinge appeared in his Six incomplete, dark blue eyes.
In his gaze toward the Jogo, all the mockery, sarcasm, and malice instantly merged and solidified, transforming into a pure, soul-chilling, absolute malice that looked down upon ants!
That was his complete curse and pure malice towards this world as the Fallen and the King of Curses.
A slightly jarring sound rang out:
"Buzz—!!!"
Amidst the churning of Cursed Energy, what appeared before everyone was not the typical black spatial barrier, resembling a giant bubble, that usually appears when a Domain unfolds.
It was a grander, more unrestrained, and more primitive scroll unfolding!
If we consider the unfolding of ordinary realms, it is about fully expressing oneself within one's own inner techniques and boundaries.
So, Sukuna's Domain unfolds as if the entire world were a canvas, where he freely splashes his ink and brush with freehand and unrestrained expression.
The next moment, Jogo was horrified to discover that, centered on the scorched earth and sea of fire where Sukuna stood, his own Domain space itself underwent an unstoppable tear!
No clearly defined barriers rose up, no enchanting walls separated the inside from the outside of the Domain.
Instead, reality was forcibly covered up and painted with a picture from the abyss!
The sky, which was originally dark red from the firelight of the Jogo, was suddenly stained with a thick, unyielding dark red, like congealed blood!
This red was not a uniform, flat application, but rather flowed and converged like a living thing, forming countless twisted patterns, like veins, that danced silently across the sky.
Beneath that crimson sky lay a blood-red ocean formed by countless skeletons and corpses.
Between the pale bones, the viscous blood, exuding a strong, rusty stench, seemed to come alive, transforming into disgusting worms that crawled and seeped rampantly across the skeleton.
In the heart of this hellish scene, there stands a torii gate that belongs solely to the gods.
It was an ancient and extremely decayed dark red torii gate.
The shrine's approach, layer upon layer, seemingly stretching endlessly, leads straight into the darkness that has no end!
The torii gate now seems to be submerged inside the skeletons in this sea of blood.
Sukuna stood there, dressed in a white women's kimono. Above him was a grotesque and terrifying shrine made of countless enormous bones!
In the center of the shrine, instead of a deity statue, there was a sinister spirit whose form resembled a pile of countless chunks of flesh, exuding overwhelming murderous intent and an aura of curses.
"Domain Expansion! Malevolent Shrine!"
As Sukuna's voice faded, he suddenly realized that at the end of his voice, there was still the voice of that brat, Kiyoshi Zenin.
What's going on?!
Was that brat chanting along with me, unleashing his own Domain?!
The next moment, control of the body was instantly regained.
Sukuna wanted to resist, but faced with Kiyoshi Zenin's almost abnormal connection between body and soul, his resistance was as powerless as a baby throwing a punch.
What angered Sukuna even more was that Kiyoshi Zenin appeared before him again before taking back control and asked him a question.
"What are the specific steps for casting the spells Cleave and Dismantle?! What does the power of the Divine Flame depend on?"
Hearing Kiyoshi's question, Sukuna felt as if her mind had suddenly gone blank.
"How do you know these things?! I don't recall ever using this ability in front of you!"
Seeing Sukuna's sudden tension, Kiyoshi Zenin smiled.
"In this Innate Domain, all your innermost thoughts are, most of the time, similar to a radio broadcast to me. As long as it's something you desperately desire, you can basically hear some of it here."
Hearing Kiyoshi's words, Sukuna felt a tightness in his chest. He looked at Kiyoshi, his eyes flashing with an indescribable emotion.
In the end, looking at Kiyoshi Zenin's smiling face and remembering the help he had promised Kiyoshi Zenin, Sukuna could only helplessly curse in his Innate Domain:
"Unpleasant!"
Moreover, after shouting this, he had to hand over everything he knew to Kiyoshi, otherwise it would be his turn to break the Binding Vow.
At this moment, Kiyoshi had already taken control of his own body. He looked at the huge open area that had almost completely enveloped the entire Coffin of the Iron Mountain, and slightly raised his hand, as if he wanted to remember the feeling of this moment completely.
Unlike other techniques, the Domain technique is a deadly move that combines barrier techniques and life-giving techniques. It is especially significant for modern sorcerers, serving as a distinction between top-tier and ordinary powerhouses.
In order to prevent the opponent from escaping from the Domain, the barrier inside the Domain is usually set to be extremely strong.
As for the external barrier?
Don't be silly, why would someone choose to reinforce something like that?
No one wants to enter another person's territory, because that is essentially handing over their life to the other person.
Therefore, the outer walls of most barriers are extremely fragile. With just a couple of light cuts, the area set up by the Jogo is easily dispersed, revealing a bit of the scorching sunlight outside.
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"How is this possible?!"
As the dark realm of the Jogo was cut open, a stinging pain from the depths of its soul instantly spread throughout its entire body.
Purple blood gushed from its mouth, and Jogo looked in the direction of Zenin Temple Kiyoshi, its single eye filled with indescribable astonishment and shock.
The necessary condition for expanding a Domain is to spread out one's own life-giving techniques through barrier techniques.
The black barrier is like a canvas. How could Kiyoshi Zenin possibly start painting in the air without a canvas?!
How could anyone possibly do something so defying common sense?!
Moreover, that kid looks to be only around ten years old. How could he have achieved Domain mastery at such a young age?!
The black barrier shattered, as if a black snow had fallen.
Kenjaku gazed at Kiyoshi, who was standing beneath the black snow, and unconsciously placed her slender, jade-like fingers between her pearly teeth.
Her fingernails touched her front teeth, but her mind was elsewhere.
She had just noticed that when Kiyoshi Zenin withdrew his body, Sukuna's expression was clearly one of surprise and something was wrong.
This means that Kiyoshi Zenin's body itself has the ability to suppress Sukuna to a certain extent!
Zenin Temple Master, how many secrets are you still hiding?
As for the questioning look that Jogo gave her, Kenjaku pretended not to see it.
This Cursed Spirit was too arrogant and conceited. It's a good thing it was taught a lesson, so as to prevent it from ruining its important plans later.
Seeing that Kenjaku ignored him, Jogo could only grit his teeth and swallow his anger.
Human sorcerers are all the same, after all.
Cunning, insidious, malicious, selfish, arrogant...
After cursing Kenjaku and humans in his heart, Jogo looked at Zenin Temple Kiyoshi not far away and spat out another mouthful of blood.
The feeling of having your Cursed Technique burned out is awful.
Once a spellcaster has deployed a Domain, if the Domain is forcibly destroyed from the outside (e.g., covered or neutralized by a more powerful Domain, or shattered directly by a powerful external force), the caster will fall into a Cursed Technique Burnout state.
While in a Cursed Technique Burnout state, the caster is unable to use spells they have generated.
Unless a highly precise Reverse Cursed Technique is used to forcibly and thoroughly destroy the brain before repairing it, it is impossible to repair the ruptured structure in a very short time.
However, this method is extremely difficult and dangerous. The mental imagery is the core of the Cursed Energy, and if something goes wrong, it is no different from suicide.
In the Canon, Satoru Gojo was able to accomplish this action only because of the absolutely precise manipulation of his Cursed Energy brought by the Six Eyes.
Sukuna, on the other hand, relied solely on his ability to manipulate and learn Cursed Energy to accomplish the feat of repairing the broken spell.
However, the current Jogo clearly lacks that ability; after the spell melted, it can no longer unleash its flames.
Just like Genryusai Yamamoto, whose Ryujin Jakka was sealed by the Wonderweiss, but the difference is that the Jogo does not have the physique of the strongest death god in a thousand years.
The black lines on his face gradually disappeared, and Kiyoshi Zenin once again took control of his body.
Feeling his body completely repaired by the Reverse Cursed Technique, a smile appeared on Kiyoshi Zenin's face.
Indeed, the Reverse Cursed Technique is the cornerstone of establishing oneself in the world of Jujutsu.
If I could also reverse the spell, then this situation wouldn't have been so dangerous.
It seems I need to speed up my efforts to gain favor with those who have mastered the Reverse Cursed Technique, such as "Shoko Ieiri" and "Ryomen Sukuna," especially Shoko's abilities, which make Kiyoshi Zenin very curious.
Is the ability to use Reverse Cursed Technique on others a result of Shoko's innate spells, or is it something that everyone can do?
However, looking at the Jogo in front of him, whose expression was a mixture of disbelief and anger, Kiyoshi Zenin shook off those thoughts. The burning pain from the high temperature that had scorched his body earlier still seemed to be throbbing faintly!
Recalling the physical pain he had experienced earlier, Kiyoshi took a deep breath and looked at the Jogo with a slightly cold expression.
For him, that previous experience was the most miserable time he had ever been since he transmigrated.
Now, it's time for him to retaliate.
[Projection Sorcery]!
The next moment, Kiyoshi's entire body disappeared from the spot. After his body recovered, combined with the physical strength of [Heavenly Restriction], he had now reached a speed close to the speed of sound.
The basic physical fitness level of a Grade 1 sorcerer is approximately 100 m/s.
The speed of the Jogo is significantly greater than this performance suggests. Even after losing his arm, Naobito Zenin's speed was still far above the basic standard of 100m/s.
But when faced with the Jogo, he could hardly keep up with its speed and was defeated by it in an instant.
This suggests that the Jogo itself operates at a very high speed.
The maximum physical speed of the Heavenly Restriction should be around twice the speed of sound.
When fully awakened, Maki Zenin was completely unable to keep up with Naoya Zenin's attack at three times the speed of sound, but she handled the attack at one time the speed of sound with ease.
Therefore, taking into account various factors, Kiyoshi Zenin believed that by using Projection Sorcery and his incomplete and cursed physique, he could surpass the speed of the Jogo!
And indeed, things were pretty much as Kiyoshi had predicted. With the help of the Projection Sorcery, his speed completely overwhelmed Jogo, but even so, Jogo still managed to maintain a defensive posture.
Zenin Monk Kiyoshi knew that the Jogo was stalling for time, until its magic melted away and disappeared.
However, he was not prepared to give Jogo that chance. During the few minutes that Jogo's spell was broken, he would completely destroy Jogo's state to the point that it could no longer pose a threat to him.
Without the Cursed Technique, the Jogo is now no different from a snake without its fangs.
The power of a simple release of Cursed Energy is not strong. Even the Juvenile Academy's top-tier Cursed Spirit, which swallowed Sukuna's finger, could hold its own for a while when it only used Cursed Energy to unleash its power.
Jogo gazed at the tranquil Zenin temple before him, his expression utterly gloomy.
The brat in front of me is incredibly fast. Even though I've focused all my energy on defense, I'm still being overwhelmed by the brat. Fortunately, the brat's attacks aren't too powerful. If this continues, as long as I can hold out until the spell melts down, that brat will be dead!
However... Jogo forgot one thing: after Kiyoshi Zenin retrieved his body, he did not actually deactivate the Domain of the Malevolent Shrine.
Sukuna's open Domain can be defined by itself, and the smaller the defined area, the less Cursed Energy it consumes.
Just like now, Kiyoshi Zenin has even narrowed down the scope of the Malevolent Shrine to an area almost the size of a basketball.
The Jogo, of course, was unaware of this.
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The battles between sorcerers are, in essence, battles of intelligence.
The extreme danger of a Mahito lies in the fact that their techniques are deadly from the first encounter.
A spell that kills with a single touch is far too advantageous in battles where there is no information available.
This is also the origin of a rule in the world of sorcerers called "Revealing One's Hand".
According to discoveries made in the world of Jujutsu over the years, when one side reveals their spell during a battle, that side will receive an enhancement of the spell's effect by approximately 20%.
This exaggerated increase is enough to illustrate just how important intelligence is in this world.
Sukuna's open Domain is far too ancient and ahead of its time for people of this era.
However, when Kiyoshi Zenin shrunk the Malevolent Shrine to the size of a basketball, he wasn't particularly confident that he could trick the Jogo.
After all, on the other side of the Jogo, there was also a Kenjaku who also used the open field.
Given her understanding of Sukuna and the open Domain, it's impossible that she was unaware of the various abilities of the "Malevolent Shrine".
If the other party provides a reminder about the Jogo during this process, then all my plans will be in vain.
But even now, looking at the silent Kenjaku, Kiyoshi knew that the other party had no intention of helping Jogo.
Although he didn't know the exact relationship between the two, as long as Kenjaku didn't interfere, his chances of getting the Jogo were about 70-80%.
Seeing the attacks still raining down on him like a storm, Jogo was momentarily overwhelmed. He was kicked in the abdomen by Kiyoshi Zenin, and blood and stomach acid gushed out together.
But those things were repelled by Limitless before they even got close to the Zenin Temple.
To maximize his melee combat ability, Kiyoshi Zenin would use the suction force of [Blue] to pull the Jogo towards his fist when attacking it.
Furthermore, during each attack, Kiyoshi Zenin would use [Star Rage] to cover his fist with vastly different [Virtual Mass], sometimes adding only ten or so kilograms, and sometimes adding several tons.
This attack method, similar to the use of fast and slow knives, left the Jogo struggling to defend itself for a time.
Kiyoshi's attacks have a huge difference between their upper and lower limits, and Jogo dares not gamble on them. After all, the places that this brat attacks are all the core points of his Cursed Energy. If he gambles wrong once, he will die here.
Therefore, from beginning to end, no matter how much force Kiyoshi exerted, the Jogo always maintained the maximum output of Cursed Energy to avoid being drawn by Kiyoshi.
However, this comes at an extremely high cost in terms of Cursed Energy for the Jogo.
Even if his spell has been repaired, his strength is now less than half of what it used to be.
But Kiyoshi Zenin also knew one thing: even with only half its strength, Jogo was still not an enemy he could defeat.
He needs more, even greater victories!
The Malevolent Shrine, whom he had kept hidden behind him, was Kiyoshi Zenin's trump card.
Zenin Monastery is waiting, waiting for the moment when the Jogo's self-repairing technique breaks down.
According to information obtained from Sukuna, at the moment the spell's meltdown is repaired, its Cursed Energy itself will fluctuate. This fluctuation is extremely subtle and under normal circumstances, it is almost impossible for anyone to detect it.
However, Kiyoshi Zenin is different; he possesses a flawed Six Eyes form, although his abilities are significantly weaker than Satoru Gojo's genuine Six Eyes form.
Kiyoshi's Six Eyes is capable of observing the flow of Cursed Energy on an opponent.
As soon as Jogo begins to heal the broken spell, Kiyoshi Zenin will immediately drag Jogo into "Malevolent Shrine". Even if he cannot kill Jogo in one fell swoop, he can at least make the opponent temporarily lose the ability to fight.
During this period, what Kiyoshi needs to do is to weaken and deplete the power of the Jogo's incantation through a frenzied attack, so that the opponent will have less ability to resist in the final killing move.
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If we can make the Jogo waste even a little bit of its Cursed Energy here, then Kiyoshi's final killing move will have a slightly higher chance of success!
Meanwhile, the Jogo was constantly calculating how long it would take to repair its broken circuit.
Sensing Kiyoshi's increasingly frenzied attack speed and frequency, Jogo was certain that this was Kiyoshi's last struggle.
Seeing Kiyoshi's desperate efforts, Jogo's mind calmed down. He looked at Kiyoshi, his voice carrying a hint of approval in his smile:
"Kid, even though you're human, I have to say you've got something to be proud of for pushing me to this point! The spell's meltdown will be repaired in less than a minute! Come on, let me see just how far you've come!"
Hearing Jogo's slightly arrogant words, Kiyoshi did not show any expression on his face, but he was secretly delighted.
The Jogo was indeed too arrogant and complacent, yet it still managed to reveal such important information to itself under these circumstances.
Of course, Kiyoshi Zenin did not completely believe the other party's words. He did not relax for a moment and continued to attack at the highest frequency.
To convince Jogo that he was truly at his wit's end, he even desperately increased his attack speed by a fraction.
All the techniques that Toji had taught him were put to use at this moment.
Elbow strikes, knee strikes, eye gouging...
At this moment, Kiyoshi Zenin seemed to have become a tool solely for killing, with every part of his body becoming a means and method of attack.
"Ten seconds remaining until the spell's 'burnout' effect..."
The magma patterns flickered beneath his skin. Although Jogo's wounds were increasing, the smile on his lips grew brighter and more pronounced. In the end, he even began to humiliate Kiyoshi in an almost encouraging manner.
And the facts were pretty much as Kiyoshi had predicted. The Jogo hadn't told him the truth. In his Six Eyes observation, when the Jogo said there were only ten seconds left, the power of the spell on his body had already started to fluctuate.
Under the observation of the Six Eyes, the flow of Cursed Energy was like a black dot on a piece of white paper.
Almost instantly, Kiyoshi grasped the anomaly in the fluctuation of the Jogo's Cursed Energy.
A smile spread across his face, and the Malevolent Shrine behind him, which was originally only the size of a basketball, instantly expanded to a range of 100 meters!
This battle came to an end as the blood-sea world unfolded behind them.
"What?"
As the Jogo voiced its doubts, his body had already been cut into countless pieces!
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The violent Cursed Energy surged through the Jogo's body like a torrent.
Blood, flesh, Cursed Energy... everything belonging to the Jogo was covered by the "Cleave" and "Dismantle" in the Malevolent Shrine at this moment.
Kiyoshi poured all the remaining power of his Cursed Energy into the expansion of his Domain in that instant.
This is his only chance of winning.
If he cannot kill the Jogo in an instant, then once the Jogo's subsequent recovery spell melts, even if only a tenth of its Cursed Energy remains, it will definitely be something that he, who is exhausted, cannot contend with.
Although this was his first time controlling a Domain, because Sukuna had previously used a physical body, he wasn't entirely unfamiliar with controlling the Malevolent Shrine.
Those invisible strikes, gathered by the Zenin Temple's clarity, continuously washed over the Jogo.
Pfft! Pfft! Pfft! Pfft—!
There was no earth-shattering explosion, only the constant echoing and lingering sound of countless tiny yet densely packed sharp blades cutting through flesh!
The body of the Jogo is like a lump of iron thrown into a storm of millions of high-speed rotating blades!
His skin, which had only been partially covered with a little Cursed Energy, was now gushing purple blood as it was cut by the sharp blade. His short but strong limbs were being shredded into pieces, and even the sub-Cursed Energy core in his abdomen was being cut into bloody fragments by countless slashes!
As far as the eye could see, the small body of the Jogo was gradually disappearing.
That's right, it wasn't a bloody scene cut into pieces, but rather it dissipated like sand and dust!
That's because the moment the flesh was cut open, before blood and chunks of flesh could splatter, it was once again covered in countless crisscrossing slashes in the air!
His limbs were silently cut and dismembered!
Arms, torso, legs... were all sliced into invisible dust by the almost saturation of slashes.
But just as Zenin was holding on to his last breath, about to finally shred the head of the Jogo, the sound of the lute rang out, still gentle and calm.
"Clap clap clap..."
The fair palms clapped together repeatedly, producing a crisp sound.
"Truly…a breathtaking performance, Kiyoshi-kun."
Kenjaku's voice carried a hint of languid admiration, a genuine appreciation from the bottom of her heart:
"Taking advantage of the blind spot in the information of the Jogo and its complacency, you pretended to be in a desperate situation, pretended to be struggling to the death, endured and accumulated strength, and finally used the open Domain characteristics of Sukuna's 'Malevolent Shrine' to complete the final kill on the Jogo... I can't help but applaud you for your scheming and courage."
At this point, she suddenly changed the subject, and the smile on her face vanished completely.
A terrifying gravity that appeared out of nowhere instantly enveloped the Zenin temple and the Jogo.
That force of gravity acted like an eraser, ruthlessly tearing apart the open area of 'Malevolent Shrine'.
Thanks to Kenjaku's attack, Jogo's head was not completely cut into pieces. He dragged the remaining half of his head, his voice hoarse.
"You wretched human brat, I will burn you alive to ashes!"
This was an utter disgrace! Such humiliation drove Jogo to the brink of madness, but with only half a head remaining, he couldn't even use the Cursed Energy to repair his body.
Kiyoshi himself was indeed at his wit's end. He looked at Kenjaku in front of him, but there was not much panic on his face, because in his line of sight, a figure with bright yellow hair was already speeding towards him on a motorcycle.
"Buzz buzz buzz!"
That was the sound of the throttle being twisted to the floor. It took seven minutes and twenty-four seconds, running eight red lights, carrying the motorcycle across three rivers, and finally, Yuki Tsukumo arrived at the most crucial moment.
The moment he saw the crowd in front of him, Yuki Tsukumo didn't hesitate at all. He imbued his long, powerful legs with Virtual Mass and stomped them hard!
Boom! The ground cracked! The motorcycle tilted forward due to inertia, but was lifted up by Yuki Tsukumo with one hand.
The dusty tires continued to spin, some mud falling from the wheels and sticking to Yuki Tsukumo's black windbreaker, but she didn't care at all. Instead, she looked at the somewhat miserable figure of Kiyoshi Zenin not far away.
Most of the clothes on Kiyoshi's body had been burned by the Jogo during the previous battle, and coupled with the exhaustion of his Cursed Energy, he looked extremely haggard. He knelt on the ground, panting heavily.
When the Reverse Cursed Technique is used for repair, it does not repair the blood that has already flowed out. Therefore, most of the area on Kiyoshi's body is currently covered with dried blood.
Seeing this pitiful state made Yuki Tsukumo feel a maddening pain in his heart.
She originally thought she wasn't a sentimental person, and that she shouldn't have much emotional reaction no matter who died in front of her.
But it wasn't until this moment that Yuki Tsukumo realized she was wrong, terribly wrong!
She wasn't as ruthless as she imagined, nor as strong as she thought.
"You damned bastard—!!!"
The roar of Yuki Tsukumo echoed, and a terrifying torrent of Cursed Energy erupted from its body, the force so great that the surrounding air hummed.
The next moment, Yuki Tsukumo took off her helmet, her arm muscles bulging slightly. Although the Virtual Mass could not directly give the helmet mass, it allowed Yuki Tsukumo to use her own body as a launcher to throw an attack with the power of a cannonball.
With a piercing shriek tearing through the air, the high-quality helmet transformed into a reverse meteor burning with immense Cursed Energy, hurled from the ground into the sky by Yuki Tsukumo.
The helmet was incredibly fast, even creating a sonic boom in the air. Under Kenjaku's slightly wary gaze, it slammed into the Jogo, which was now only half a head and floating in the air!
Speed! Power! The sheer physical destructive force, amplified by the power of magic, reached an astonishing level!
Wherever the helmet passed, the air was compressed, leaving a visible white trail, just like the extreme force produced by a rocket's ejection. The asphalt ground beneath Yuki Tsukumo's feet had been stomped into fragments.
Looking at the Jogo beside him, which was in extremely poor condition, Kenjaku sighed softly.
If I don't act now, given the current state of the Jogo, it's impossible for me to escape this attack.
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Looking at Yuki Tsukumo, who was standing on the ground with a clearly abnormal mood, Kenjaku was still extremely wary.
Sorcerers are beings whose power originates from negative emotions. When a sorcerer is emotionally agitated, not only will their Cursed Energy output increase, but the probability of unleashing a "Black Flash" will also increase several times over.
If it were just an ordinary Grade 1 or Grade 2 sorcerer, that would be one thing, but even if that level of being unleashed a Black Flash, it wouldn't pose much of a threat to me.
But the woman in front of me is different; she can be considered the only publicly known Special Grade sorcerer in the world.
[Virtual Mass] Combined with the Black Flash visuals, just thinking about it already gives Kenjaku a headache.
The helmet hurtled towards him like a missile. Kenjaku sighed; it seemed unlikely that he would be able to accomplish what he wanted to do today.
Sukuna and Kiyoshi Zenin's relationship was beyond his expectations. Judging from their appearance, they might have already accomplished some secret plans that he was unaware of.
What's even more deadly is that Sukuna's twenty fingers are not completely independent; they can communicate in a way that even he himself doesn't understand.
Based on what just happened, it's highly likely that Sukuna's other fingers also agreed to Kiyoshi Zenin's plan.
In that case, Sukuna will basically be placed on the list of untrustworthy people!
Damn it!
Thinking of the plans he had devised for Sukuna over the past thousand years, and all the effort he had put in, Kenjaku felt a tightness in his chest.
Now, it's not just about treating Sukuna as an enemy; we need to prepare a whole host of plans to deal with Sukuna, and we also have to temporarily change our own plans. This is an extremely mentally taxing task.
Fortunately... she had anticipated this situation back then, so it wasn't that she didn't have a deputy.
Although that guy's strength is still somewhat inferior to Sukuna's, he's still a decent choice overall.
In addition, since she doesn't have Sukuna's kind of brain, she's easier to control.
Furthermore, her death back then was basically caused by Sukuna, so now that she's given the chance for revenge, she probably wouldn't refuse.
Fortunately, I had considered many contingency plans back then, otherwise things would be really difficult now...
While pondering what would happen next, Kenjaku's hands were not slow either. She looked at the helmet that Yuki Tsukumo had projected at her, raised her hand slightly and clenched her fist. A visible gravity barrier, which seemed to distort the surrounding space and light, suddenly appeared!
The helmet, carrying the furious blow of the Yuki Tsukumo, abruptly stopped less than ten meters from the head of the Jogo and the body of the Kenjaku.
As if held firmly by an invisible hand, the helmet, which had been advancing with unstoppable momentum, was abruptly brought to a halt!
"It seems we've encountered a very formidable uninvited guest."
Kenjaku's voice remained calm. The moment her words fell, the helmet seemed to be slammed into the ground. The helmet, which could withstand being run over by a car wheel, was crushed into a flat, worthless piece of junk.
"That looks like an Arai RX-7 series helmet. It doesn't seem cheap. I'm sorry to have broken your precious helmet."
For some reason, Kenjaku even gave a critique of Yuki Tsukumo's motorcycle helmet, but his bland and uninspiring comments were quite irritating.
Normally, Yuki Tsukumo would definitely laugh off such teasing from an enemy.
But today, she had neither the thought nor the mood!
Every time she saw Kiyoshi's haggard and weak appearance, her anger grew stronger. At this moment, she only wanted to tear the black-robed man and the Cursed Spirit with half a head in front of her to pieces.
The fact that her attack was so easily blocked by the opponent did not calm Yuki Tsukumo down; instead, it made the killing intent in her heart surge even more fiercely.
She looked at Zenin Temple Kiyoshi, feeling the remaining Cursed Energy on him, and looked at the land around her, which had been ravaged by the sea of fire and gravity. She felt a series of throbbing pains in her heart.
Was Kiyoshi just facing both of these guys all by himself?
Does that mean that the injuries on Kiyoshi Zenin's body were caused by that terrifying attack?
The thought of this fueled her anger even more.
The Garuda slipped from her sleeve, and the Virtual Mass was instantly injected to its maximum. She looked at the two people in front of her with an icy expression and did not utter a single word. Her body sank slightly, and as a huge crater appeared on the ground, Yuki Tsukumo's body appeared in front of the two of them.
The Garuda in his hand transformed into a long whip, emitting a sound like the cry of a phoenix cutting through the air, and lashed fiercely at the two people.
Because of Yuki Tsukumo's extreme anger, the resonance between her and the power of the curse reached its peak at this moment. The long whip she swung out even had faint red and black lightning appearing on its surface!
Looking at the long whip sweeping towards them, and the black glint on its surface, Kenjaku felt a chill run down his spine.
"What a madman!"
Kenjaku felt that Yuki Tsukumo's near-suicidal attack was something wrong with his brain.
I don't know if it's because times have changed too fast, but a thousand years ago, sorcerers were the kind of people who were cunning and calculating, and would hide a hundred tricks up their sleeves before a fight.
How come these sorcerers' mental state has become so bad in modern society?
He launched a berserk attack without warning?!
Moreover, Zenin Master Kiyoshi didn't have a single injury on his body! He just looked rather frightening! Could it be that even top-level sorcerers can't see through something like this?!
Kenjaku's criticism of modern sorcerers reached its peak. Facing the attack of Yuki Tsukumo, she had no intention of taking it head-on. Now was not the time for her to reveal her strength. She would leave this place and continue to make plans. After the child in her womb was born, she would naturally make follow-up plans based on the child's condition.
"Anti-Gravity System: Gate of Barriers"
As the sound of the clapper faded, the space in front of her and the Jogo suddenly became blurred, a spatial distortion caused by gravity reaching a certain level.
No matter how strong Yuki Tsukumo's attacks are, they will all be in vain if they don't hit us and the others who are in this distorted space.
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Looking at the Limitless space before him, which resembled Satoru Gojo's, Yuki Tsukumo whipped her long whip, causing the air to explode, but the Kenjaku and the Jogo behind the door remained unaffected.
However, Yuki Tsukumo did not choose to change her attack method at this moment. Instead, she waved the Garuda in her hand again and again, and the surrounding space was filled with the whip shadows of the Garuda, almost enveloping the entire space.
Inside the door, as Jogo repaired his own body, he asked Kenjaku beside him:
"With this level of defense, can your own Cursed Energy keep up? That crazy woman's attack contains less Cursed Energy than yours. If this continues, your Cursed Energy will definitely be depleted before hers."
Hearing what the Jogo said, Kenjaku did not refute it. She merely narrowed her eyes slightly, her voice flat, revealing no emotion whatsoever.
"Jogo, do you think that for a human sorcerer, the lives of a large number of ordinary people are more important, or the people they cherish most?"
Kenjaku's words brought a hint of joy to the Jogo's single eye, but out of its loathing for humans, it still muttered something:
"For us new humans, the lives of our companions are naturally more important. After all, even the lives of tens of thousands of ants cannot be exchanged for the noble life of one of our companions."
But these foolish, inferior humans may not have this awareness. The woman's emotions are clearly off right now, and no one can say for sure what choice she will make.
Upon hearing Jogo's words, Kenjaku's face revealed a mocking smile.
The Jogo's answer was much as Kenjaku had expected: the same arrogance and ignorance.
This foolish volcano keeps clamoring to become a new kind of human, but it hasn't even figured out human nature and thought. It just uses its narrow-minded one-eyed eye to maliciously speculate about humans. Such an idiot can never become the master of this world.
It's laughable that a Cursed Spirit, born from human fear, would dare to dream of destroying its parents.
However, at this moment, Kenjaku would naturally not say such a thing to Jogo. She simply looked at the Yuki Tsukumo who was constantly attacking her from outside, her voice revealing absolute confidence:
"Jogo, you still don't quite understand humans. To most sorcerers, ordinary people may not be anything special, but the human species has a very strange characteristic."
At some particular moment, they are bound by the shackles of 'morality' and 'responsibility', and in order to save a group of strangers, even those destined to misunderstand and hate them, they are willing to sacrifice what they value!
Let's make a bet, Jogo. If I'm right this time, then in addition to the favor I did for you by saving you, in future plans and collaborations, as long as it doesn't violate our common interests, you will have to follow my orders.
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If I lose, then you won't need to repay the life-saving favor I received today.
Upon hearing Kenjaku's words, Jogo's face showed a hint of hesitation.
Although I'm reluctant to admit it, over such a long period of time, almost everything Kenjaku said has been successful.
The only errors were mostly attributed to that strange little brat, Kiyoshi Zenin.
However, not wanting to be controlled by Kenjaku in the future, Jogo decided to take a gamble.
After all, Kenjaku had already failed against Kiyoshi Zenin two or three times, which gradually shattered the preconceived notion that Kenjaku could never be wrong in the Jogo heart.
It gritted its teeth and said to Kenjaku:
"I accept this bet! If you win, I won't have any objections to the subsequent strategic arrangements!"
Upon hearing this, a smile, which had not appeared on Kenjaku's face for a long time, finally appeared.
It seems my IQ hasn't dropped; it's just that this brat, Kiyoshi Zenin, is really too wicked.
Kenjaku reached out and took out a strange piece of flesh that resembled a heart from his bosom.
Immediately afterwards, she placed the still-pulsating piece of flesh near the spout of the Jogo, her voice devoid of any emotion:
"Eat this thing, the Jogo, it's an important tool for us to get out of here."
"Why must I eat this?! This is the flesh of a Cursed Spirit! Do you know what this means?!"
Jogo seemed somewhat dissatisfied with Kenjaku's sudden request, even somewhat disgusted.
In the world of the Jogo, every Cursed Spirit is his brother or sister, a being who will laugh out loud a hundred years from now.
But Kenjaku didn't seem to care about the Jogo's behavior. She didn't even change her tone of voice, simply explaining:
"Before the Heian period, before Sukuna appeared, the King of Curses at that time was a giant snake with eight heads. In Japanese classics, the King of Curses was called Yamata no Orochi."
In the world of Jujutsu at the time, the King of Curses was more often referred to as a "Special Grade Imaginary Cursed Spirit," a terrifying monster that was almost beyond the comprehension of a normal Special Grade.
I saw that monster once before it disappeared. It was a giant black serpent with a body over three hundred meters long and eight heads. Because of its enormous amount of Cursed Energy, dark red Cursed Energy flowed through its scales like cracks in lava. On its tail, there were eight cursed, materialized divine swords.
It is said that those swords are the corrupted "Ten-Fist Swords" from the legend of Susanoo slaying the serpent. Of course, I never saw the serpent use those things at that time. It was a very powerful Cursed Spirit, and each of its heads represented a calamity spell.
Do you know where those calamity spells originated? They came from humanity, from humanity's fear of the Yamata no Orochi, from humanity's fear of the unknown creatures in this world, from humanity's repeated fears, which provided the Yamata no Orochi with that almost godlike power.
It doesn't usually move around easily. Instead, it prefers to stay in a certain ley line in Tokyo, using barrier techniques to continue absorbing the negative energy of the entire country. Oh, you probably already know the location of that ley line; it's the current location of the Jujutsu High, and also the current location of Tengen.
At the time, almost no one thought that the Yamata no Orochi could be defeated, but one day, in front of a two-faced guy, the terrifying Cursed Spirit that had ruled for hundreds of years had six heads severed by the monster.
From then on, people called that two-faced, four-armed monster a "demon god"!
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Upon hearing Kenjaku's words, Jogo's face showed a slightly confused expression:
"The Yamata no Orochi? Does such a thing really exist? Even if it does, what's the use of talking about those old, outdated things at a time like this?"
The Jogo's words made Kenjaku pause slightly. She turned to look at the Jogo beside her, which only had a head but still couldn't stop emitting stupidity, and for a moment she didn't know what to say.
All I can say is, it truly lives up to its reputation as a pure, natural Cursed Spirit that has never experienced the pollution of knowledge.
With a sigh, Kenjaku was too lazy to argue with this idiot who couldn't even distinguish between hiragana and katakana. She simply continued explaining:
"But what the world doesn't know is that after Yamata no Orochi was defeated by Sukuna, he was not actually killed by Sukuna."
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Six of her eight heads were cut off by Sukuna, but two heads remained. After realizing that she could not defeat Sukuna, Yamata no Orochi self-destructed one of her two heads and escaped with a broken body consisting of a snake head.
Although it lost seven heads in the battle with Sukuna, Yamata no Orochi, with only one head remaining, still reached the strength of a Superior Cursed Spirit.
A top-tier Cursed Spirit can live a relatively comfortable life anywhere, as long as it keeps a low profile. But for someone like Orochi, who once reached the pinnacle of this cursed world, that kind of life is not as good as simply killing her.
However, having lost seven heads, she had long lost the right to seek revenge in front of Sukuna. She tried many methods, but it was almost impossible to take revenge in a short period of time.
The seven heads she lost were not physical injuries that could be easily repaired with Cursed Energy, but rather seven genuine Cursed Energy cores, the foundation upon which she was able to ascend to the throne of the King of Curses.
Without those elements, even restoring the eight-headed form would be meaningless.
As Kenjaku spoke, he reinforced the protective walls formed by gravity space around him, a smile on his face:
"Therefore, Orochi found me and we made a deal: she was willing to give anything to avenge Sukuna."
I agreed to her request, but I also told her that it would take a very long time, because after losing that barrier and ley lines, she wanted to grow stronger by absorbing people's fear and resentment again, which would take at least several hundred years.
Orochi didn't care about those things; she just looked at me and asked me, word by word.
Sukuna was human. By the time I was able to take my revenge, he would already be old and dead. How could I possibly take my revenge then?!
I had naturally anticipated her question at the time, and I told her about something that Sukuna and I had agreed on many years ago.
Sukuna promised me that before he died, he would divide his soul into twenty parts and store them in his twenty fingers. I was to keep these twenty fingers safe and make them into Cursed Objects using a special method.
If someone or a Cursed Spirit swallows one of its fingers, Sukuna can be revived through the object that swallowed the finger. Once all twenty fingers are collected, Sukuna will be resurrected as a Cursed Spirit once more.
After hearing my words, Orochi's face twisted with extreme joy and resentment. She told me that she was willing to wait as long as she could kill Sukuna with her own hands to avenge herself.
Therefore, after determining that we shared common interests, I chose to help Orochi increase its power during the time Sukuna died and to help her carry out her final revenge.
In return, she must unconditionally cooperate with my plan during this period. Only in this way can I guarantee that she will have the power to defeat Sukuna head-on after Sukuna awakens!
As she said this, Kenjaku's smile widened, but the Jogo glanced at her and then said:
"But didn't you also sign a Binding Vow with Sukuna? Won't there be any problems with you signing two contracts with opposing forces at the same time?"
Kenjaku was still in the mood to answer the question about the Jogo's sudden display of intelligence. He glanced at the Jogo with slight surprise, and then said:
"The Binding Vow I made with Sukuna allows him to come out for some fresh air from time to time after his death, and to be fully resurrected at a certain stage. The Binding Vow I made with Orochi allows her to have enough power to take revenge after Sukuna is resurrected."
Is there any conflict between these two?
The Jogo snorted coldly, slightly displeased, and said sarcastically to Kenjaku:
"Humans have always been like this, utterly devoid of any trustworthy value! Therefore, inferior races like you should be replaced by us, the new humans!"
When asked about the Jogo's daily erratic behavior, Kenjaku simply smiled and replied:
"First, trust and value shouldn't be used together. Second, you only have your head left now, so you'd better be careful what you say. After so many years of dormancy, Orochi is actually in a very gluttonous phase now."
A top-tier Cursed Spirit core like yours would be almost irresistibly attractive to Orochi right now.
Hearing Kenjaku's blatant threat, Jogo remained silent for a moment before shifting the topic to what the two had been discussing earlier:
"Why did you make me swallow that still-twitching flesh? If I'm not mistaken, that must be the flesh of the Yamata no Orochi, right?"
Looking at the wriggling piece of meat in her hand, Kenjaku's face showed a nostalgic expression. She looked at the Jogo and explained:
"In the course of these thousand years, with my help, the Yamata no Orochi has grown six more heads, and together with the one she originally retained, she now has seven heads."
And in the process, I used various disasters and misfortunes to shape it into a more powerful body and abilities.
Now is the crucial moment for her eighth head to grow, and each appearance of hers requires a certain amount of Cursed Energy.
At this crucial stage, I don't want to waste her own Cursed Energy.
This piece of meat can transfer the cost of Orochi's appearance onto you. Don't worry, I've calculated the dosage; as long as there are no problems, it absolutely won't drain you dry.
Upon hearing this, an indescribable expression appeared in the Jogo's single eye.
"Hey, I'm basically just a head now? Did you notice?"
"Yes, I noticed."
"How much of my Cursed Energy do you think I have left?"
"Not much, but it should be enough."
"Dead?"
"That's just bad luck."
Why aren't you eating?
"I can leave by myself right now."
Hearing Kenjaku's words, Jogo gritted his teeth, opened his mouth, looked at the piece of meat that was jumping right in front of him, and took a big bite!
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When the sticky, cold, and fishy-smelling chunk of meat was swallowed into Jogo's mouth, Jogo felt as if he was not swallowing meat, but rather swallowing a slippery, wriggling venomous snake.
Although there was nothing that looked like it was pricking his mouth, when he actually swallowed it, he felt as if his mouth was being instantly cut open by countless snake scales, causing him excruciating pain.
Moreover, those wounds, once torn open, could not be repaired by their own Cursed Energy; instead, they became even more painful over time!
A "gurgling" sound came, and in order to fill the wilderness a hundred years later with the laughter of the Cursed Spirits, Jogo swallowed the piece of meat that was constantly wriggling in its mouth.
That extremely strange feeling spread from his throat to the depths of his remaining skull!
Logically speaking, now that he only has a head left, the chunk of flesh should have fallen directly down through the incision on his neck after he swallowed it.
But once it entered my mouth, it felt like it had come to life, sending a sticky sensation from my throat to my brain!
It was a feeling as if countless cold snake tongues were licking the core of my Cursed Energy!
Although he no longer had a body, Jogo could still feel a tingling sensation in his lower back, and goosebumps seemed to rise all over his body at that moment.
The next moment, before the Jogo could react, the snake tongues that had been licking its core of Cursed Energy began to suck frantically!
The already limited Cursed Energy was now being greedily sucked up by the other party like a flood bursting its banks.
"Damn it! Ugh!"
Feeling the force that seemed to suck out his brain, Jogo's single eye bulged out, its entire eye socket covered with dense blood vessels, and painful howls were constantly being squeezed out of its throat.
The already shriveled head was now twitching incessantly, and the purple veins under the pale skin were bulging, as if they were about to burst out and release countless blood plasmas at any moment.
"Kenjaku...you bastard, you..."
Under that almost insane suction force, Jogo felt his spirit sinking deeper and deeper, his vision gradually darkening, and all that remained in his heart was an overwhelming hatred for the person in front of him. If this continued, he would surely die here!
Damn human! She's outsmarted me again!
The Jogo wanted to use its last bit of strength to spew out flames and burn this damned woman to a crisp, but the feeling of being blocked by a cold, foreign object in its throat surged up again. Forget about spewing out flames, at this moment it couldn't even muster a single spark.
Kenjaku watched all this calmly, the faint smile on his lips unchanged, as if he were watching a meticulously planned experiment proceed as scheduled.
However, upon realizing that the power of the Jogo's curse was weakening to the point of almost dissipating, she shook her head slightly and whispered to the surrounding air:
"Orochi, don't go too far. Although Jogo's previous remarks were somewhat disrespectful, he is still our comrade. If you kill him directly, I will also feel very troubled."
Kenjaku's voice was devoid of any emotion; she spoke these words without even a change in tone.
As her voice faded, another, slightly clearer female voice appeared in the air:
"So this is the descendant of that Lava Maru guy? The earth's volcanic spirits are all carved in the same way, a bunch of idiots and arrogant guys."
Although these words sounded extremely impolite, at least after they were spoken, the force that had originally been able to drain the Jogo completely subsided.
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As his body gradually returned to a stable state, Jogo began to gasp for breath.
If that level of absorption had continued for even a little longer, I'd probably be dead here by now.
But Jogo wasn't too concerned about nearly dying at the hands of his opponent. Instead, he stared intently at the tall figure standing in the sky like a flame, his voice slightly hoarse:
"You just mentioned Lord Lava Maru?! What exactly happened with his death back then?!"
The Jogo, completely disregarding the fact that it had just escaped from a life-or-death crisis, immediately raised its voice and questioned the eight-headed serpent in front of it.
As for Jogo's questioning, which sounded like that of a stray dog, a hint of impatience and murderous intent flashed in Orochi's eyes. She turned her head and looked at Jogo.
The next moment, a divine curse suddenly pressed down, so terrifying that it seemed to freeze the entire space. The surroundings trembled constantly, and the Jogo even heard the wailing in its own brain.
Its head was pressed down by the Cursed Energy, making it almost impossible for it to fly away, but the Jogo remained silent, not even blinking, still staring intently at the eight-headed serpent in front of it.
Seemingly dissatisfied with the performance of the Jogo, Orochi's already tightly furrowed brows furrowed even more, the Cursed Energy in the air became even more viscous, and the half of the Jogo's head began to dissipate due to the pressure.
Seeing this, Kenjaku narrowed her eyes slightly and looked at Orochi, seemingly reassessing the other party's willingness to cooperate and the level of danger.
After what happened with Sukuna, Kenjaku had long harbored a deep sense of apprehension towards his partners from a thousand years ago.
These bastards were no pushovers a thousand years ago, let alone now.
If Orochi is showing signs of Sukuna's power, it would be best to nip it in the bud. She doesn't want to face two curses that surpass the Special Grade at the same time.
Seemingly sensing Kenjaku's gaze, Orochi's tightly furrowed brows instantly relaxed, and his previously frosty expression melted away like spring snow, revealing a hint of a smile:
"I don't know how Lava Maru died, but I know that its death must have been for you, or rather, it is directly related to you. As for the more detailed things, I don't know them myself, but considering that Lava Maru once helped me, I will spare your life this time."
Having said that, Orochi turned her head abruptly, her crimson eyes, as if tempered with fire, fixed on Kenjaku, her voice tinged with a hint of excitement:
"Is the plan nearing its end?"
"Hmm, that's about right."
"Why were you let me out this time?"
"We've been blocked, which has awakened the blood and flesh that were buried on the beach earlier. Go over there and kill humans to create space for us to escape."
"ha?!"
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After hearing Kenjaku's words, the Yamata no Orochi fell into silence. She looked at Sukuna, and her dark golden vertical pupils showed an expression of disbelief.
Kenjaku had long anticipated this expression from the other party; she wasn't surprised. Orochi had always been this way—proud, cold, and arrogant, believing that nothing in this world was worthy of him…
In short, this guy has a really bad personality.
Given Orochi's personality, it would be strange if he readily agreed to such a despicable and threatening tactic in his first move in hundreds of years.
As expected, after a moment of silence, the Yamata no Orochi's fiery red eyes suddenly shrank into two burning lines, and the clear female voice instantly rose to a high pitch, sharp and piercing as if tearing through the air.
"Kenjaku!"
The Yamata no Orochi suddenly raised her head, her gaze calm as she looked at Kenjaku, her voice filled with suppressed rage.
Do you know what you're saying?
In response to the blatant threat from the Yamata no Orochi, Kenjaku simply replied in a calm voice:
"Go to the beach, go on a killing spree there, and create an opening for us to escape."
Seeing that Kenjaku had absolutely no intention of changing her mind, Orochi finally couldn't hold back any longer. At that moment, the space around her slightly distorted, and a terrifying figure with seven heads slowly emerged from behind her:
"You woke me from my slumber just so I could slaughter those humans who are like ants, using their blood as the first step to announce my return?"
Kenjaku knew exactly where Orochi's anger lay; she understood him far too well.
Orochi was an extremely arrogant person. The reason she showed such an expression was simply because she felt that her reappearance after hundreds of years should be announced to the world with the blood of a powerful being of the caliber of Sukuna, as a declaration of the return of the "King of Curses of the Past".
Now that he's asking her to do something that she considers extremely beneath her dignity, how could Orochi, with her arrogant personality, not feel angry towards him?
If it were my former self, I would probably give a fake smile, soothe the Yamata no Orochi, and calm it down.
However, after Sukuna's betrayal, Kenjaku's patience with these partners from a thousand years ago has diminished considerably.
Therefore, she decided to treat the Yamata no Orochi in a different way.
Kenjaku narrowed his eyes, his voice still revealing no emotion.
"Article 3 of the contract: unconditionally cooperate with the needs of the plan's execution phase. This is a necessary 'rescue,' Orochi."
"Necessary?!"
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The Yamata no Orochi let out a distorted shriek, and the surrounding space trembled once more. Her words and incantations seemed to possess a power capable of shattering everything at will, erupting with each outburst of the opponent's emotions.
However, after Orochi unleashed his Cursed Energy this time, the Cursed Energy on Kenjaku's body also began to fluctuate slightly.
Forget about Sukuna; Kenjaku knew he couldn't defeat that monster.
But you, Orochi, who haven't fully recovered yet, actually think you can act recklessly on my head at this time?!
Do all of you think you're idiots?!
The anger of being betrayed by Sukuna quietly rose from the bottom of his heart at this moment.
That mindset, cultivated over a thousand years, was actually reaching its limit at this moment.
Kenjaku really couldn't guarantee that if Orochi continued like this, she wouldn't...
When Yamata no Orochi sensed the fluctuations of Cursed Energy emanating from Kenjaku, it suddenly paused for a moment. Then, its aura instantly subsided, and the anger in its eyes as it looked at Kenjaku had turned into calm, as if its previous furious display had completely disappeared.
However, only Kiyoshi Zenin, with his Six Eyes and the extremely strong physical body bound by the Heavenly Restriction, was able to observe a trace of the disappointment and alienation hidden deep in the eyes of the Yamata no Orochi.
The eight-headed serpent remained silent for a moment, then withdrawn her Cursed Energy and calmly addressed Kenjaku:
"I understand. If there are any further actions, just follow the contract. You all need to leave here immediately. The Cursed Energy of the sacrifice you provided this time was too little, so I can't display much power. The sorcerer outside is very strong, and it's hard to say how long he can hold out."
Kenjaku listened to the obedient words of the Yamata no Orochi and a faint look of surprise appeared on his face.
Is this the correct way to get along with someone?
For a proud being like Orochi, is it only effective to command it with even more arrogant and superior tastes?
Although over the years, Kenjaku has learned a lot about the special fetishes in human relationships between the sexes.
But this was the first time she felt that she had to use this method to tame those unruly collaborators from a thousand years ago.
Those extremely powerful beings from a thousand years ago had different personalities. If I treated them all the same as before, then naturally, I would not be able to specifically break through and completely tame them!
When Kenjaku thought of this, he felt as if the clouds had parted and the sun was shining through.
She wanted to slap her head at that moment. For the past thousand years, she had been so focused on advancing the plan that she had forgotten such an important thing!
Those powerful Cursed Spirits, although they have intelligence no less than that of humans, are not particularly mature in mind because they have lived alone in the mountains and wilderness for a long time. As long as you slightly target the weaknesses of those Cursed Spirits, you can even make them willing to die for you without making a Binding Vow!
Just like the Yamata no Orochi in front of him, he realized that he only needed to command her with a more arrogant attitude and status than her to achieve twice the result with half the effort!
As if a switch had been flipped, Kenjaku suddenly felt that most of the previous thousand years had been wasted!
To further verify her conjecture, Kenjaku took a small step forward. She looked at the Yamata no Orochi, her chin slightly raised, her eyes looking down, reflecting the Orochi's slightly trembling body. Her voice carried an undeniable tone:
"Go to the beach and hold off the sorcerer. That's my order to you!"
Hearing Kenjaku's words, Orochi's body trembled slightly. Her disappointment and anger had reached their peak, but due to the dual agreement of revenge and contract, she said nothing. She simply reached out, tore apart the shield in front of her, and came to Yuki Tsukumo.
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The moment the Yamata no Orochi appeared before Yuki Tsukumo, Kiyoshi Zenin keenly observed that something was amiss with the Yamata no Orochi.
The body of the Yamata no Orochi was trembling at an almost imperceptible rate.
Kiyoshi could sense that the trembling of the Yamata no Orochi was not due to fear, but rather something deeper and colder was churning within it.
The excruciating pain of having one's dignity trampled upon was the humiliation of one's own powerlessness. It was the ultimate insult that she, a goddess a thousand years ago, was forced to bow down to "ants."
At this moment, Kiyoshi Zenin could clearly see that in the depths of Orochi's dark golden vertical pupils, the disappointment and alienation that Kiyoshi Zenin had captured had completely frozen into an unyielding chill the moment Kenjaku's words fell. Even the hatred churning within seemed to solidify at this moment, sinking into those lifeless eyes that were like an abyss.
How did things turn out this way?!
Because of the succubus system, Kiyoshi Zenin has an almost exaggerated ability to sense the emotions of all kinds of people.
When the Yamata no Orochi first appeared, Kiyoshi Zenin could clearly sense that although the Yamata no Orochi spoke somewhat arrogantly and rudely, the affection and trust she felt for Kenjaku from the depths of her heart was absolutely genuine.
Although Orochi's words were somewhat unpleasant, since her appearance, most of Yuki Tsukumo's attacks have been neutralized by her, although it's possible that Kenjaku didn't sense it because he was inside the space.
When Kiyoshi first saw this scene, he even thought it was impossible for him to win over a being like the Yamata no Orochi.
After all, from Kiyoshi Zenin's modern perspective, Orochi is actually the kind of arrogant character who has already retired from the scene.
Although he can be incredibly sharp-tongued, his true feelings are purer than anyone else's.
For this type of arrogant guy, unless Kenjaku himself goes on a stupid spree to hurt Orochi, then Kiyoshi Zenin has virtually no chance of winning him over.
But what's going on now?!
Why was it that in less than a minute, Kiyoshi Zenin could read a deep disappointment and alienation towards Kenjaku in the eyes of Yamata no Orochi?
Has Kenjaku really made a stupid mistake?!
However, Kiyoshi didn't have much time to think. Although Orochi had some flaws in his personality, it didn't mean that his strength would decrease.
In fact, given their proud and arrogant nature, the current situation might even become an inner motivation for them to unleash even greater strength.
The Yamata no Orochi did not say anything to Yuki Tsukumo at this moment.
She simply raised her hand silently, like a marionette.
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The moment the Yamata no Orochi raised its fingertip, only a pure stream of Cursed Energy condensed, seemingly capable of cleaving through space.
The next moment, the once calm seawater on the Okinawa coast suddenly began to recede rapidly!
At this moment, Kento Nanami was still vacationing with his parents on the coast. He looked at the talisman paper that Zenin Sei had handed him a few days ago, and a thoughtful look appeared on his face. In fact, he had been trying to find Zenin Sei these past few days.
However, the thought that if he actually went to find the other person, he might directly fall into a world full of monsters and bloodshed made Kento Nanami feel a faint sense of retreat rising in his heart.
He is different from other children.
Nanami didn't like to dream of being a great hero who saves the world. He had already made a life plan for himself when he was eight years old.
Get into the best class in the school, then transfer to the best junior high school, then get into the University of Tokyo to study computer science or finance, earn enough money for a lifetime before you turn thirty, then relax and go to Norway to enjoy the rest of your life.
If he was simply driven by curiosity to enter a world filled with monsters and death, then Nanami personally believes it was far too unworthy of him.
As for her parents' problem, after communicating with her grandfather, Nanami realized that she might not necessarily be unable to solve it herself.
He wanted to try and see if he could solve it himself. If he could, he wouldn't need to get involved with Kiyoshi Zenin and step into that dangerous world.
Although his conversation with Kiyoshi Zenin was very pleasant, he genuinely felt that Kiyoshi Zenin was a good guy.
Unfortunately, when faced with his own future and development, Kento Nanami chose the path that was more inclined towards himself.
He is still very young, and in the years to come, he may meet many more people who are even more compatible with him than Kiyoshi.
He was now standing in the entrance to the rice paddy, and Kiyoshi Zenin was, to him, simply the largest ear of rice he could find these days.
However, Kento Nanami had also asked his mother about the rice ears, and her answer surprised him slightly.
This is what she said:
"When I truly make up my mind to pick a single ear of wheat, then I will choose to walk out of the wheat field with my eyes closed for the rest of my journey."
Recalling his mother's words, Kento Nanami felt a slight unease in his heart.
Was his choice really the right one?
If Kiyoshi Zenin is truly the biggest ear of wheat I will ever encounter in my life?
He frowned, sighed helplessly, and turned his gaze to the azure sea, hoping to relieve his inner turmoil in this way.
But at that moment, Nanami suddenly noticed that the waves that had been fixed at a certain boundary were now rapidly receding backward.
The first thing that came to mind was some popular science information I had seen before.
A precursor to a descending tsunami!
This occurs when an earthquake or other geological event on the seabed causes a large-scale and rapid subsidence of the seabed crust. Seawater initially rushes into the suddenly depressed space and...
When the seabed encounters resistance, it will flip back to the surface and generate compression waves, forming long waves and large waves that spread and diffuse in all directions.
When these tsunami waves reach shallow waters, their height increases dramatically, forming "walls of water" tens of meters high, causing severe damage to coastal areas.
But if that were all, it would be fine. At this moment, Kento Nanami's gaze was fixed on that terrifying Cursed Object that was hundreds of meters long!
What kind of monster is that?!
At this moment, Yuki Tsukumo is riding a motorcycle, with Kiyoshi Zenin riding ahead of him...