Teke
Teke
Everything around them was suddenly enveloped in darkness. The dim lights on the bridge became the only source of illumination. Strange sounds emanated from the stairs on the other side of the overpass, like stones continuously clattering on the ground.
Teke
Teke
"Hey, Yota… Yota, this couldn't be, could it?"
Taro , standing in the middle of the overpass, trembled as he looked at the bridge suddenly engulfed in darkness.
Just a moment ago, they could still see the twinkling stars in the sky, the brightly lit residential area not far away, and the railway tracks stretching into the distance beneath the bridge.
But now, everything was shrouded in darkness; everything beyond the overpass seemed to have vanished.
No, it wasn't everything outside the overpass that had vanished, but them.
"Ah, Dairou, this is a Domain."
Yuta swallowed nervously, his voice trembling as he uttered the answer Dairou Zen'in least wanted to hear.
As Jujutsu Sorcerers from the Zenin Clan, both of them were well-versed in Jujutsu knowledge, and it was precisely for this reason that they felt such despair.
"Damn it, it's all your fault, you brat! I'll kill you!"
Knowing that survival was hopeless, yet not daring to attack the Special Grade Cursed Spirit capable of deploying a Domain, Taro directed all his anger towards Eichi.
Heh, it's like this again. This situation is very common in the Zenin Clan.
People like Taro , who held little status, would be bullied by those 'important figures' with higher status, and then they would vent their anger on those with even lower status, such as Eichi. Not only Eichi, but Toji Fushiguro, Maki , and Mai were all victims of this custom in their childhood.
Eichi glanced up at Yuta and Taro , whose faces were filled with fear, then returned his attention to the System that had just activated.
Eichi had been filled with despair upon hearing the word 'Domain,' but the sudden activation of the System reignited his hope for survival.
[Strongest Lostbelt System activated]
[Detecting Lostbelt information, error! error! error!]
[Restarting information detection, comparing database]
The harsh error sounds left Eichi somewhat at a loss.
Shouldn't the System activate, and then he would descend like a Heavenly God, manifesting before Mortals? Why did this System keep reporting errors?
System, please be strong; otherwise, I'm definitely finished this time.
Just as Eichi was intently staring at the detection progress on the System, Taro in the middle of the overpass seemed unable to bear the terrifying atmosphere and began to walk towards Eichi.
"Damn brat, how dare you ignore me!"
Taro angrily stepped forward, intending to lay hands on Eichi, as if doing so could dispel some of his fear.
But the next moment, he felt the surroundings change, and he couldn't breathe.
"Ugh! Ugh!"
Clutching desperately at the rope around his neck, Taro found himself hanging from the overpass.
"Woo—"
The sound of a train approached, and blinding lights appeared before Taro . In his terrified gaze, the train crashed into him, turning everything below his waist into a bloody mess.
"Ah!"
Since the major organs of the human body are concentrated in the upper half, Taro did not die immediately but instead endured intense pain.
At the same time, Satoru and others at the edge of the overpass finally saw the full appearance of the Cursed Spirit.
It was a female Cursed Spirit with a broken right arm and only an upper body. The continuous 'teke, teke' sounds they had heard earlier were the broken spine of the Cursed Spirit hitting the ground as it crawled.
"How is this possible? The intelligence said the Half-Body Cursed Spirit was a Grade 2 Cursed Spirit, so why can it deploy a Domain?"
The two bodyguards beside Satoru immediately activated Fallen Blossom Emotion, working together to protect Satoru, the Gojo Family's God Child, within the range of Fallen Blossom Emotion.
This time, the two had originally accompanied Satoru to practice, and the target for practice, the Half-Body Cursed Spirit, was a Grade 2 imaginary Cursed Spirit carefully selected by the Gojo Family based on intelligence from the higher-ups.
Imaginary Cursed Spirit: Half-Body Cursed Spirit.
The urban legend that gave rise to this Cursed Spirit mainly has two versions. One is that a girl accidentally fell while walking home past train tracks and was then run over by a train, her body severed in two. She later became a Half-Body Cursed Spirit seeking revenge on the driver.
The other version is that a girl, after long-term school bullying, ultimately committed suicide. While hanging herself on an overpass, a passing train mangled her lower body, and she died in agony.
Later, this girl transformed into a Half-Body Cursed Spirit, posing questions to people passing over the overpass. If they answered incorrectly, the Vengeful Spirit would use a scythe that grew from her broken right arm to cut them in half at the waist and then torture them to death.
According to the intelligence from the higher-ups, this imaginary Cursed Spirit was of Grade 2 strength, and its attack method was merely ordinary physical strikes with a scythe, unable to penetrate the Limitless defense. For Satoru, it was a good practice target.
"Is this a Domain?"
Unlike the two bodyguards, whose faces were filled with tension, Satoru was curiously staring at the Domain shrouded in darkness with his Six Eyes, which resembled the vast sky.
As Taro in the middle of the bridge died, Yuta was also quickly strung up on the overpass.
"Hey, did you figure anything out?"
"Ah, the opponent is indeed the Half-Body Cursed Spirit from the intelligence. The attack method of this Domain is already clear."
"Hmm, both of those people on the bridge had ropes suddenly thrown around their necks, then they were flung off the overpass to appear as if they were hanging, and finally, they were hit by a train and split in two."
"Do you have confidence?"
Hearing his companion's words, the man looked at Satoru, who was protected in the middle, with some hesitation.
His companion immediately understood his meaning.
If Satoru wasn't here, with their two Grade 1 Jujutsu Sorcerers who had mastered Fallen Blossom Emotion, they would have a chance to exorcise the Half-Body Cursed Spirit, which had reached Special Grade. But if one person had to be split off to protect Satoru, then... after all, there are differences even among Special Grades; not every Cursed Spirit is a disgrace to the Special Grade category.
The most important thing now is to ensure Young Master Gojo's safe departure.
The two quickly came to the same conclusion.
And then, at that moment, Satoru spoke.
"Interesting, is this the Technique that can kill the Six Eyes?"
Hearing this, the two were startled and followed Satoru's gaze towards the child whom they had already deemed beyond survival in their hearts.
Time rewinds to a few minutes ago.
[Data comparison complete, current world code name 'Jujutsu Kaisen']
[Destination error, searching for solution]
[Search complete, System will re-locate Lostbelt position]
[System is about to unbind, compensation will now be given to host according to System Rule 173]
[Activating Enhancement function, host's physical attributes and talent are being enhanced to peak level]
Eichi felt an intense heat throughout his body. His original exhaustion vanished completely, even his mental fatigue disappeared. He felt refreshed, as if he had woken up naturally for several days straight.
At the same time, a peculiar piece of information was transmitted from his shadow.
It was a sound like a dog's bark, yet also like a wolf's howl.
Ten Shadows Technique!
Eichi was ecstatic, and the corners of his mouth couldn't help but curl upwards.
[Enhancement successful, assigning Technique]
[Error, the Law of this world dictates that a Mortal can only possess one innate Technique. Searching for a solution]
[Search complete, Command Seals inscribed, Holy Grail being issued]
[Congratulations, Host has obtained an external Technique, Imaginary Foundation: Holy Grail]
[System compensation has been issued, unbinding now. Wishing Host a pleasant Transmigration]
Ah, from now on, I can indeed enjoy life happily.
Looking at the System's text and absorbing the information about the external Technique transmitted from the System in his mind, Eichi's lips curved into an irrepressible smile.
At this moment, he finally possessed the qualification to control his own destiny.
Eichi raised his hands and formed a mudra; a crimson Command Seal disappeared, transforming into a vast amount of Cursed Energy that seemed to swell and threaten to burst Eichi's body.
"Burube, Yurayura, Yatsuka no Tsurugi, Ikai Shinshou, Mahoraga!"
A sacred yet terrifying figure emerged from Eichi's shadow.