BOOOOM!!!
A grotesque shrine manifested instantly.
It appeared as if torn directly out of hell.
The structure was built from twisted bone and cursed flesh.
Skulls formed its base.
Malformed mouths opened and closed across its surface, chanting curses in shrill whispers.
The sound scratched directly against the brain.
Not merely noise—
But a kind of mental contamination.
Unlike normal domains—
This one had no barrier.
Ryomen Sukuna's domain did not isolate space.
Instead—
It forced the domain directly into reality.
By sacrificing the enclosing barrier as a binding vow—
Sukuna massively expanded its range.
Maximum radius:
200 meters.
This was the ultimate application of domain rules.
Like painting without a canvas frame.
The entire world became Sukuna's territory.
"Domain Expansion."
Sukuna spoke softly.
"Malevolent Shrine."
"Dismantle."
"Cleave."
The moment the words fell—
Hell erupted.
Countless invisible slashes descended like torrential rain.
The air itself was sliced apart.
The ground shattered instantly.
Buildings collapsed as if made of paper.
Everything within the domain—
Stone.
Steel.
Concrete.
Living flesh.
All were equally judged.
Skyscrapers were reduced to perfect cubes of rubble within seconds.
Each cut smooth like polished glass.
At the center of the domain—
Yagami Sora stood alone.
Thousands upon thousands of slashes struck him every second.
The sound of grinding metal echoed continuously.
His vector shield trembled under the relentless assault.
"…So this is the domain of the King of Curses."
Sora frowned.
Too fast.
Too dense.
Too absolute.
Even with his monstrous calculation ability—
The saturation attack pushed his brain toward its limits.
Sparks exploded continuously along the shield.
Although it blocked the slashes—
The mental load was terrifying.
The system flashed warnings.
[WARNING]
Computational load: 85%... 90%...
Shield stability declining
Projected collapse: 30 seconds
It was like holding an umbrella in a hurricane.
The rain hadn't touched him yet—
But the frame was about to snap.
"Still alive?"
Sukuna tilted his head slightly.
"You're surprisingly durable."
"But how long can you last?"
His cursed energy output surged.
The density of slashes doubled instantly.
The air screamed.
Space itself seemed to be shredded apart.
Sora's shield compressed.
Closer.
Closer.
Now less than one centimeter from his skin.
He could feel the blade pressure stabbing into his pores.
Needle-like pain spread across his body.
Crack.
Tiny fractures appeared on the vector shield.
A drop of blood slid from Sora's nose.
Falling quietly onto the rubble below.
He didn't wipe it away.
He couldn't.
Every neuron in his brain was firing beyond its biological limits.
It felt like countless needles piercing his skull.
System warnings intensified.
[ALERT]
Brain temperature: 39.7°C
Neural overload detected
Immediate shutdown recommended
For a brief moment—
His vision blurred.
0.1 seconds.
Inside Malevolent Shrine—
That meant dozens of slashes landing simultaneously.
The crack widened.
"…Still holding."
Sora whispered.
Even though he knew he was lying.
He wiped the blood from his lips.
"Tch."
"As expected of Sukuna."
"If you've opened your domain…"
"Then I guess I can't hold back either."
Sora inhaled slowly.
Then—
Closed his eyes.
When they opened again—
His pupils had turned pure white.
The black wings behind him vanished.
Replaced by radiant white wings.
This power—
Came from his observations of the strongest sorcerers.
From the principles behind Reversed Cursed Technique.
From the understanding of positive energy.
He had fused it—
With vector manipulation.
This ability could repair more than flesh.
It could repair space itself.
System interface activated.
[WHITE WINGS — DEPLOYED]
Status: Curse Erosion Neutralization
Duration: 12 seconds
"White Wings — Absolute Pure Land."
A brilliant white halo expanded outward.
Centered on Yagami Sora.
Wherever the light touched—
Sukuna's slashes dissolved.
Like snow melting under sunlight.
This wasn't resistance.
It was purification.
The cursed energy within the attacks was forcibly converted—
Into harmless natural energy.
The battlefield transformed.
Half crimson hell.
Half radiant white sanctuary.
The two forces clashed violently in the air.
Hissing.
Dissolving.
But the purification carried a terrible cost.
Sora could feel his life force draining rapidly.
Every second spent repairing space consumed enormous energy.
Sweat soaked his back instantly.
Yet he remained standing.
Like a pillar holding up the collapsing world.
"What…?"
Sukuna's eyes widened slightly.
Inside Malevolent Shrine—
A zone had appeared that he couldn't control.
That white light—
Was pure.
Untouchable.
His guaranteed-hit slashes had been neutralized.
Sora stood within the halo of light.
Like a descending angel.
"Sukuna."
He said calmly.
"Your domain is powerful."
"But it isn't absolute."
"If every attack you launch…"
"…gets reset to zero."
He spread his white wings.
Light flooding the battlefield.
"Then your domain…"
"…is nothing special."
Sora looked directly at the King of Curses.
"Now."
"This is my territory."
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