Chapter 76: cursed womb: death paintings
Deep within the forbidden vault of Kyoto Jujutsu High, the cold and damp air felt as if it had been frozen for hundreds of years. The dense power of the seals intertwined with the negative energy radiating from the Cursed Objects, creating an oppressive environment capable of shattering the sanity of an ordinary Jujutsu Sorcerer.
Two figures stood like statues before the door of the most critical sealing chamber. They were guards meticulously selected by Kyoto Jujutsu High, possessing refined Cursed Energy and sharp eyes, maintaining the highest level of vigilance at all times.
However, the "visitor" who arrived tonight was beyond their scope of comprehension.
Without any warning, a figure wearing an orange Uzumaki mask materialized as if coalescing from the shadows, appearing silently at the end of the corridor and walking slowly forward.
"Who's there!"
The guard barked sharply, instantly entering a combat stance as his Cursed Energy surged.
The fact that the intruder could sneak in here without a sound was in itself the most dangerous signal.
They didn't even have time to sound a full alarm.
The masked man—Toho Hiroshi—did not reply, nor did he quicken his pace.
At the very moment the two guards were about to launch an attack or sound the alarm, the eyes beneath Toho Hiroshi's mask instantly transformed into crimson Sharingan with three slowly rotating Magatama.
The moment their gazes met!
The two guards felt a "buzz" in their brains, as if their souls had been struck by an invisible hammer.
Everything before their eyes rapidly faded, twisted, and collapsed, replaced by a nightmare scene beyond description that struck directly at the deepest fears in their hearts.
Their Cursed Energy flow was suddenly thrown into chaos, their bodies stiffened like puppets, and their pupils dilated in extreme terror. Meaningless "clucking" sounds emerged from their throats as their consciousnesses sank completely into the hell of the genjutsu woven by the Sharingan.
Thud! Thud!
With two dull thuds, the two elite guards passed out without a sound, collapsing to the ground unconscious.
Toho Hiroshi didn't even spare them a second glance, walking straight toward the heavy sealing door covered in talismans.
However, at the exact moment the two guards lost consciousness.
Buzz—
An intensely shrill alarm suddenly erupted, instantly tearing through the silent night sky of Kyoto Jujutsu High.
On the walls and ceiling surrounding the forbidden vault, countless hidden runes suddenly lit up with blinding red light, emitting a high-frequency buzzing sound like a disturbed swarm of bees.
Toho Hiroshi frowned slightly.
He had indeed bypassed all the outer Barriers, but he hadn't expected these two guards to be directly connected to the innermost alarm Barrier.
Their conscious activity was part of maintaining the "silent" state of the Barrier; once their consciousness vanished, the alarm would trigger immediately!
"Troublesome."
Toho Hiroshi whispered, though he showed little panic.
...
Outside the forbidden vault of Kyoto Jujutsu High, the atmosphere was tense and ready to snap.
Holding the cursed womb: death paintings, Toho Hiroshi's cold, pale purple-rippled Rinnegan, visible through the eyeholes of his mask, became the focal point of the scene, silently declaring his identity.
Yoshinobu Gakuganji's face was so dark it seemed water could drip from it. His withered fingers tightened on the strings of his electric guitar Cursed Tool, and his killing intent was palpable: "Toho Hiroshi... you traitor to the Jujutsu World! How dare you sneak into the Kyoto forbidden vault and steal a Special Grade Cursed Object! Today, I will capture you and restore order!"
After her initial shock, Iori Utahime's face showed strong disbelief. She stepped forward and couldn't help but shout: "Hiroshi! Is this really true? The matter with The Higher-Ups... and your defection... is there some hidden reason? You aren't the kind of person who would slaughter comrades for no reason!"
Although she was in a different grade than Toho Hiroshi and Satoru Gojo, they were all alumni of Jujutsu High and had experienced missions together. Deep down, she couldn't equate the Toho Hiroshi—who, despite being cold, always stood on the side of protecting his comrades—with the devil who had allegedly slaughtered The Higher-Ups.
Toho Hiroshi's gaze lingered on Utahime's face for a moment through his mask. He did not speak, but the coldness in his eyes seemed to soften by an insignificant fraction.
Naturally, he had no intention of attacking Utahime.
Mei Mei stood elegantly a short distance away, the blood-red eyes of the crow on her shoulder flickering.
Looking at Toho Hiroshi's brand-new eyes, she thought to herself: "Sure enough, he has evolved to an even more astonishing level... Letting Suguru Geto go is one thing, but slaughtering The Higher-Ups... this is really... Toho Hiroshi, you are even crazier than I imagined."
As someone who knew part of the inside story and had a beneficial cooperation with Toho Hiroshi, she chose to wait and see. She did not take the initiative to attack, but instead commanded her crow to circle, adopting a posture of gathering intelligence.
At this moment, Yuki Tsukumo walked forward with great interest, completely ignoring the tense atmosphere. Her wild and curious eyes stared directly at Toho Hiroshi's mask, as if wanting to pierce through it to see the essence underneath: "Oh~ so this is the Toho Hiroshi who has turned everything upside down. Truly... eyes that are more interesting than the rumors suggest."
Completely disregarding the occasion, Yuki Tsukumo asked in her signature tone—a mix of laziness and straightforwardness: "Hey, Mr. Toho, nice to meet you. Although the timing is a bit special... I'm very curious, what kind of women do you like?"
As soon as these words were spoken, even the tense and vigilant Atsuya Kusakabe stumbled, nearly failing to maintain his Simple Domain. He couldn't help but retort: "Ms. Tsukumo! Now is not the time to be talking about that!"
He felt his cold sweat flowing even faster. Facing a monster capable of taking on Satoru Gojo in a one-on-one fight, Yuki Tsukumo actually had the mind to ask such a question.
Principal Gakuganji was so angry his beard trembled. He barked lowly: "Tsukumo! Focus on the enemy!"
Regarding Yuki Tsukumo's abrupt question, Toho Hiroshi merely glanced at her indifferently through his mask, with no intention of responding at all.
His gaze swept across the scene, finally locking onto Gakuganji and Kusakabe.
The conservatives of Kyoto Jujutsu High, especially Gakuganji, were representatives of the old order and were also targets that needed to be intimidated.
"I have taken the Cursed Object."
Toho Hiroshi's voice, muffled and cold through the mask, carried an unquestionable decisiveness: "Those who stand in my way will bear the consequences."
Before he had even finished speaking, Yoshinobu Gakuganji had already launched his attack. He violently strummed the strings of his electric guitar, and a piercing noise mixed with concentrated shockwave Cursed Energy swept toward Toho Hiroshi like a raging tidal wave, while he shouted: "Attack!"
Although Atsuya Kusakabe was terrified inside, his duty compelled him. He instantly drew his blade, his Cursed Energy wrapping around the steel. Coordinating with Gakuganji's attack, he struck at Toho Hiroshi from the flank, his blade gleaming sharply as he attempted to pin him down.
Facing their combined attack, Toho Hiroshi stood in place, not even moving a step.
"Almighty Push."
An invisible, massive repulsive force suddenly erupted with him as the center!
Boom!
Gakuganji's sonic impact and Kusakabe's slash, the moment they touched the repulsive field, collided with an immovable invisible wall and were completely deflected and disintegrated! The powerful reaction force caused Gakuganji to grunt, his footsteps retreating continuously as his electric guitar emitted an unbearable buzzing sound.
Kusakabe was sent flying directly, his katana nearly slipping from his hand. His Simple Domain shattered instantly, and his blood surged within him.
"So strong... we are simply not on the same level!"
Kusakabe was horrified, and he began to regret appearing here.
Toho Hiroshi's figure vanished like a ghost, and the next moment he appeared before Gakuganji, who was attempting to gather Cursed Energy again. Gakuganji's pupils constricted violently; he tried to change his move, but he saw Toho Hiroshi wave his hand, seemingly at will.
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