Fuck!!!"
A young American guy watching an adult livestream nearly jumped out of his skin when a sudden broadcast hijacked his screen.
Startled, the fist beneath his crotch jerked violently upward—smashing straight into the computer monitor!
The horrifying livestream that had appeared out of nowhere had practically taken over every major platform in America.
The footage relayed by Mei Mei looked like a scene straight out of an apocalyptic disaster film.
Ruins were everywhere. Blood covered the ground.
The streets, carpeted with mangled flesh and shattered remains, were enough to make anyone's skin crawl.
Mei Mei was only capable of transmitting the footage—she had no ability to force so many platforms to broadcast it simultaneously.
The reason no one, not even the government, dared shut it down…
Was because in all four corners of the stream were the former U.S. president Bye-Bye, along with the heirs of several top elite families.
Not only were these people appearing in the broadcast personally, they had already contacted government network agencies in advance and ordered them to keep the livestream running from beginning to end!
With every major video platform overwhelmed by the stream, the massacre unfolding in Japan was exposed to the entire world without restraint.
And with the President of the United States himself appearing on-screen, weeping hysterically, people quickly realized this wasn't a movie—
It was live.
Satellites from every nation observed that Japan itself had been swallowed beneath a deep black veil.
As though it had slipped free from space and time itself and vanished from the world map.
Fear.
Anxiety.
Panic.
And…
Excitement.
As the footage spread, a tidal wave of negative emotions erupted across the globe.
After obtaining his cheat-like power, Mirai had once considered carrying out the Eye of the Moon Plan on the entire world, using it to seize control over all humanity.
But in the end, he abandoned the idea.
A unified world where everyone remained trapped forever inside an illusionary peace?
An eternal dream from which no one would ever awaken wasn't necessarily much worse than reality.
In fact, it could even be considered salvation for the people of Japan—a path toward perfect happiness.
The reason the Eye of the Moon Plan could plunge humanity into submission was because within the illusion, every desire could be fulfilled. Life there was far better than reality itself.
If the illusion had only brought suffering and torment, the Eye of the Moon would never have possessed such terrifying power.
But if that happened, negative emotions across the world would disappear entirely—and curses would eventually go extinct as well.
Then how would Mirai's Sharingan continue evolving?
Cursed energy itself was never something he lacked.
With the Divine Tree supporting him, his reserves were practically endless.
Even if exhausted, the opened Kamui dimension could continuously absorb cursed energy from the outside world.
So after discarding the Eye of the Moon Plan, the eternal Culling Game became the ideal tool for ascension.
First, seal Japan inside a barrier and transform it into hell itself.
Then pack everything into Kamui.
Whether curse spirits, humans, or sorcerers—upon death, all of their cursed energy would be absorbed by the Divine Tree.
Every nineteen-day cycle of mutual slaughter would also generate vast quantities of negative emotions to evolve Mirai's Sharingan further.
And if all the players inside eventually died out and there weren't enough left…
Wasn't America and the rest of the world still available as backup?
As long as the barrier remained intact, the Culling Game would continue forever.
At that point, simply dragging people directly into Kamui would create brand-new players each time.
A real-life battle royale.
This was only the first tournament.
There could just as easily be a second.
A third.
A fourth.
Gojo Satoru, Geto Suguru, and Sukuna's vessel—
These three were merely actors carefully selected by Mirai.
Ordinary humans couldn't see cursed spirits in the broadcast.
Then let them witness the terror of special-grade sorcerers instead.
Fear toward absolute power.
Panic at the deaths of countless fellow humans.
Every one of those emotions would become stepping stones on Mirai's path to godhood.
As for that cursed womb…
It had another purpose entirely.
Like a streak of light, Sukuna flashed directly before Mirai!
A horrifying punch wrapped in cursed energy exploded upward from below!
But no matter how fast the attack was, it still couldn't escape the sight of the Sharingan.
Scarlet light swirled within Mirai's eyes.
He tilted his head slightly, evading the strike while simultaneously grabbing Sukuna's arm with precise, explosive speed!
Meeting those blood-red eyes at close range, the grin on Sukuna's face froze for an instant—
Then the world spun violently around him.
Dense, blood-like cursed energy instantly coated Mirai's fist as he drove a devastating punch straight into Sukuna's abdomen!
"BOOM!!!"
Sukuna was blasted backward, crashing through more than a dozen skyscrapers in succession!
Fresh blood sprayed from his mouth, streaking across the sky in a long crimson trail!
The instant Sukuna was struck, Gojo Satoru appeared beside Mirai almost as if teleporting.
At his fingertips, a tiny crimson sphere erupted with terrifying repulsive force.
"Red!!!"
A violent hurricane suddenly exploded across the ruined battlefield!
The point-blank attack burst forth like a shattered blood-red star!
Dust, debris, and fragments of earth exploded everywhere!
Visibility vanished completely.
But Gojo could still clearly sense the monster's presence within the smoke—
Completely unchanged.
Three years together.
Three years as best friends.
Without exchanging a single word, the two moved with a tacit understanding that seemed engraved into their souls.
The moment Gojo moved, Geto Suguru had already begun preparing his strongest attack.
"Maximum Technique: Uzumaki!"
A black beam symbolizing death erupted forth with destructive force rivaling a special grade, firing directly into the ruins where Mirai stood!
As far as Geto was concerned, he had helped Mirai complete Tengen's assimilation.
In return, Mirai had safely sent Mimiko and Nanako away and allowed him to fight alongside Gojo once more.
That was all this was—
A transaction bound by vows.
Not submission to that monster.
Geto could already feel that the time he had left was running out.
So before disappearing, he wanted one final battle without regrets.
"Cleave!!!"
The King of Curses returned to the battlefield, adding even more fuel to the inferno!
Thousands upon thousands of invisible slashes engulfed Mirai within the ruins—along with Gojo and Geto nearby!
Sukuna had no intention of cooperating with anyone in this battle.
He only wanted to kill everyone.
Or be killed by everyone.
The Six Eyes detected the incoming slashes instantly.
Gojo flashed before Geto and blocked the attacks head-on.
Just as the three prepared to clash again—
A violent shockwave suddenly halted them in place.
"BOOM!"
The dust cloud that had yet to settle exploded outward!
The blood-red cursed energy that had previously coated only Mirai's fists now engulfed his entire body.
It was as though a second layer of crimson armor had formed atop his spotless white robes.
Even after enduring three consecutive attacks, not even the corner of his clothing had been dirtied.
Watching the battle intent burning in the eyes of the three before him…
Feeling the endless stream of negative emotions pouring into his left eye…
At that moment, even Mirai himself seemed ignited with madness.
"Heh… hahahaHAHAHAHA!"
"Good… very good!"
"That's right—come at me together!"
"Let me enjoy this a little longer!"
Spreading both arms wide, Mirai revealed a crazed smile.
"Susanoo!"
The instant his cursed energy exploded—
The three fighters focused entirely on the battle fled at top speed simultaneously!
"BOOM!!!"
Two gigantic blood-red fists smashed into the place where they had just stood, leaving behind bottomless craters!
"What is this?!"
Shock filled Geto Suguru's face, while even the two strongest sorcerers grew grim.
The blood-red cursed energy condensed into physical form—
Beginning as enormous skeletal arms and ribs…
Then rapidly growing bones, veins, flesh, and armored plating!
"RUMBLE—!!!"
The earth began trembling violently.
And the giant kept growing taller.
Curse spirit?
Shikigami?
Even with a thousand years of knowledge, Sukuna himself could not identify the true nature of the hundred-meter-tall giant before him!
Zenin Mirai—
Even after losing his intangibility technique—
Possessed combat power far beyond anything Sukuna had estimated!
"You really do have one trump card after another…"
Gojo grinned as he glanced toward his closest friend beside him, cursed energy beginning to surge around his body.
Wild winds howled!
A crimson tornado spiraled around the giant, its presence becoming increasingly terrifying!
Standing atop Susanoo's head, Mirai gazed down upon the humans below, tiny as ants.
That unhinged smile still lingering at the corners of his mouth made him resemble an evil god invading the world itself.
Wherever his gaze fell—
Everything yielded before him.
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