"I am the Fallen."
Ryomen Sukuna's serious words left Yuji Itadori absolutely stunned on the spot.
So the only condition for Angel to unseal Gojo Satoru is that he needs to kill... me?
Seeing the seriousness on Sukuna's face inside the Innate Domain, Yuji clearly realized that Angel's Jacob's Ladder spell could truly defeat this demon residing before him.
Can sacrificing myself bring about the return of Gojo-sensei?
Without the slightest hesitation.
The moment Yuji's consciousness returned to his physical body in the hotel room, he opened his mouth, about to speak to Megumi and Nobara—when he found that Sukuna had sealed his mouth shut from the inside!
Inside Yuji's body, Sukuna already had a total of sixteen fingers.
While Sukuna could not fully take over Yuji's body without a Binding Vow, he had enough influence to physically prevent Yuji from making a sound and ruining his plans.
The sudden strangeness of Yuji clutching his throat and suffocating.
Only Megumi and Nobara understood the terrible message conveyed in Yuji's desperate, apologetic eyes.
Ryomen Sukuna is the Fallen. He is the only requirement of the Angel.
However, neither Megumi nor Nobara could bring themselves to say anything about Yuji wanting to sacrifice his own life.
Just as the atmosphere in the luxury suite became agonizingly awkward, the door was suddenly pushed open from the outside.
"Wow! So many people have come to the barrier!"
The new character who entered the room was dressed in a comical, tight-fitting costume that was half black and half white.
An awakened modern Sorcerer, the comedian Fumihiko Takaba.
Takaba was a new companion that Megumi, Yuji, and Nobara had met shortly after entering Tokyo Colony 1. The fact that Takaba possessed the kindness of a human—yet was utterly unwilling to kill anyone for points—was the reason why the Jujutsu High gang had accepted him into their group.
Takaba, standing in a wide horse stance in the doorway, raised his hands high in excitement.
"Hey, hey, hey! A lot of actors have come into the barrier! The street's popularity has suddenly increased!"
"Everyone has a toy gun and dressed up as American soldiers!"
Takaba stroked his chin and confidently confirmed his deduction. "They must be planning to make a war movie!"
"A comedian starring in a war movie... that sounds pretty exciting!" Takaba beamed. "Fushiguro! Kugisaki! Do you think their director might be interested in this brand new role of mine?"
Takaba's exaggerated performance left the others no time to comment.
Megumi turned and asked the little golden beetle on his shoulder with a very serious expression.
"Kogane. How many Players have recently joined this barrier?"
"674... 818... 999..."
In just the few seconds of Kogane responding, the number of people inside the barrier was still skyrocketing exponentially!
"All of this must be related to Zenin Mirai. That guy is currently inside this colony!" Megumi deduced sharply.
"We need to get out of here first. We can't stay in Tokyo Colony 1!"
Without giving them a chance to object, Megumi grabbed Nobara with one hand and Yuji with the other and bolted for the door.
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In the original manga, Kenjaku had traveled to the White House before the Culling Game. After demonstrating the power of Cursed Energy and the terror of Cursed Spirits on site, Kenjaku lured the United States (and other nations) to send their armed troops into the Culling Game barriers to kidnap Sorcerers, hoping to use this unknown energy source for military research.
But in this universe, what Zenin Mirai had done completely surpassed Kenjaku's subtle manipulations.
Several days before the Culling Game officially began...
Mirai and White Zetsu had kidnapped the Prime Minister of Japan and his cabinet... the President of the United States and his cabinet... and the heirs of the most powerful corporate and political families in the world.
These important figures, whose lives were directly tied to the fate of their respective nations, were currently being broadcast live from various Culling Game environments, held hostage by Cursed Spirits.
Their respective governments had the manpower to call for a rescue. However, because the hostages were deep inside Tokyo, it was impossible to use large-scale thermal weapons or airstrikes for the attack.
The two countries had absolutely no choice but to send a massive amount of armed Special Forces to storm the barriers and carry out a ground rescue operation.
However, when the troops crossed the barriers, they faced random teleportation drops from great heights, unseen Special Grade Cursed Spirits they couldn't fight without Cursed Energy, and incredibly powerful incarnated Sorcerers looking for points...
The tens of thousands of heavily armed men who poured into the barriers were dying at a rate measured in seconds!
Their mass deaths also caused the Cursed Energy within the barriers to gradually become saturated.
The Culling Game had just added a massive touch of bloody, militarized cruelty!
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"Miss Mei Mei."
At the edge of Tokyo Colony 1, Mirai skillfully set up the final Cursed ritual.
The smartphone in his hand was connected to Mei Mei, the Grade 1 Sorcerer who had recently returned to Japan from Malaysia.
On the other end of the phone, Mei Mei's voice sounded somewhat surprised.
"You, the culprit who destroyed the entire Jujutsu world... why did you suddenly think of calling me?" Mei Mei asked smoothly.
Zenin Mirai had sealed away Gojo Satoru and killed the Principal of Jujutsu High inside the Tomb of the Star. Now, his group had gone so far as to kidnap high-ranking officials from both nations and incite a military slaughter.
To say that Mirai "only" destroyed the Jujutsu world was already a rather euphemistic way of putting it.
"I have a very profitable business opportunity here, and I think you should be very interested," Mirai said directly, pinning a talisman to the wall.
"I think an exclusive Pay-Per-View ticket fee for the upcoming War of Sorcery—broadcast live and open to the entire internet—should allow you to make an absolute fortune."
The voice on the other end of the line suddenly fell into a brief silence.
Mei Mei could make a fortune just by live-streaming Jujutsu battles to Sorcerers on the underground black market. But if the broadcast was aimed at a global audience, including the general public...
This was an astronomical figure!!!
Just thinking about the zeroes on that check made Mei Mei's face flush with an unusual, euphoric blush!
"What if I refuse?" she asked cautiously.
She had managed to reach the status of a Grade 1 Sorcerer using a rather weak innate technique (Black Bird Manipulation). Mei Mei was certainly not a fool.
Several Sorcerers, including the Special Grade Yuta Okkotsu, were still working tirelessly within the Culling Game to unseal Gojo Satoru.
Because the rules allowed anyone to check Player information and which barrier they were in, how could Zenin Mirai not know the plans of the Jujutsu High students?
Mirai's clearly laissez-faire attitude toward them meant that Gojo Satoru, the strongest Sorcerer of the modern era, could be unsealed at any time.
If Mei Mei cooperated with Mirai now, it was hard to say whether Gojo would turn against her and kill her once he realized what she had done.
It's true that she was inexplicably drawn to money... but money was only useful if you were alive to spend it.
Moreover, it was a live stream open to ordinary people across the entire internet. How much negative Cursed Energy would those cataclysmic natural disasters generate when broadcast to the masses?!
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"Considering our past cooperation has been quite good, I strongly suggest that Miss Mei Mei not refuse."
"You should be very clear about that idiot White Zetsu's abilities by now."
The cold, indifferent voice from the other end of the phone made Mei Mei's heart skip a beat!
White Zetsu's terrifying ability to steal others' techniques... it required turning the original owner into a corpse first.
"I always thought you were a gentle and generous man, Mirai-kun. But I never expected you to be so heartless and ungrateful," Mei Mei's tone was slightly helpless, but she sincerely said, "Okay. I will arrange everything as soon as possible."
Boss, colleague, hatred? Compared to money and her own life, these things were really not worth mentioning to Mei Mei.
After he received a satisfactory reply, Mirai simply hung up the phone.
White Zetsu's abilities were indeed very strong; that was for sure.
However, there were also a few drawbacks to making clones. One was that the constitution of a person who had already been subjected to incarnation could not be reused. Since Kenjaku had already occupied Suguru Geto's body once, White Zetsu could no longer use it as a vessel.
That's why, when the Tomb of the Star was destroyed, Mirai didn't bother putting Geto's body into the Kamui dimension.
Furthermore, the time required for the bathing ritual to cleanse a vessel of its spirit was also an unpredictable factor.
With only a few days left until the final battle, setting up the stage perfectly was still very important to Mirai.
The Ultimate Mechamaru puppet that Mirai had painstakingly acquired in Shibuya was now serving as White Zetsu Clone No. 2, monitoring the entire territory of the Culling Game.
Zetsu Clone No. 2 was actually more suitable for live streaming the battles than Mei Mei's crows, as his mechanical perspective was broader.
But Mirai had other, more destructive plans for White Zetsu No. 2.
Let all the people in the world witness a grand feast of the Jujutsu world!
Endless negative emotions!
The ultimate Cursed Spirit, formed from the assimilation of the Cursed Energy of hundreds of millions of humans in Japan!
All of this... this is what Mirai had been looking forward to for so long!
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