The speed and paralyzing ability of the divine weapon: open, combined with the space-jumping assaults of flying heaven, formed a perfect offensive rhythm, forcing him to constantly expend energy while defending; the slightest flaw would lead to a fatal danger.
Sukuna clearly realized this as well. His hideous face was once again overtaken by an excited grin, and he roared with laughter as he charged again: "What's wrong? Lost the reliance on your Cursed Technique, and that strange devouring power doesn't seem to be working so well anymore, does it?"
"Is that all you've got? That broken blade of yours doesn't seem able to swallow my treasures after all."
The flames of war were reignited!
More intense and more direct than before.
Blade light, spear shadows, lightning snakes, and blood-red glares.
They intertwined and collided frantically on the shattered earth, each clash of weapons sounding like the war drums of death.
Sparks flew like scattered meteors, and shockwaves continuously pulverized the already powdered rubble into dust. Sukuna fully utilized the suppressive power of his four arms and two Cursed Tools, launching attacks that were continuous, like an unending tidal wave.
Toho Hiroshi barely managed to hold on, relying on his peak-level martial arts and the formidable resilience of the scarlet blade. While parrying the divine weapon: open, the scarlet blade constantly attempted to devour its lightning origin, and while countering flying heaven, it strove to erode its spatial properties, but both were cleverly avoided or largely neutralized by the characteristics of the opponent's Cursed Tools.
Under Sukuna's fierce offensive, the balance of the battle tilted little by little in his favor.
After an earth-shattering clash, the scarlet blade deflected the divine weapon: open, only for Toho Hiroshi to be forced back several steps by the spatial flickering of flying heaven. Just then, a fierce glint flashed in Sukuna's eyes, and seizing the moment Toho Hiroshi was unsteady on his feet, his offensive suddenly turned into a storm.
He completely abandoned defense, using his four arms to push the lightning of the divine weapon: open to its limit, transforming it into an intertwined blue electric web that filled the sky, sealing off all of Toho Hiroshi's possible escape routes.
At the same time, flying heaven, like a venomous python that had locked onto its prey, its spear tip flashing with an ominous, space-piercing light, thrust directly at Toho Hiroshi's throat.
The violent lightning pressure and lethal sharpness had completely locked onto Toho Hiroshi.
Toho Hiroshi was forced back into a relatively narrow corner of ruins formed by a collapsed concrete overpass.
Above him was the deadly lightning web woven by the divine weapon: open, and in front was the lethal thrust of flying heaven; there was nowhere to dodge, and blocking was impossible against such overwhelming odds.
The poisoned spear tip was about to touch his throat!
However, at this seemingly fatal moment—
Deep within Toho Hiroshi's consistently cold eyes, a flash of icy, triumphant, and chilling light suddenly flickered!
It seemed he had calculated being forced into this spot; facing this unavoidable fatal blow, he was not desperate, but instead neither dodged nor retreated, and even performed an action that Sukuna could never have expected—
He released his right hand from the scarlet blade!
The demonic long blade did not fall to the dust as expected, but instead, like a bloodthirsty monster with an independent life, hummed and eerily hovered in front of him.
The blade pointed straight ahead!
"Cursed Tool Release."
Toho Hiroshi's voice was cold and clear, as if he had been waiting for a long time.
The scarlet blade hovering before him suddenly emitted a dull, powerful "hum" like a beating heart.
The demonic red light flared, as if a blood moon had exploded before him.
The viscous red light did not scatter but sharply contracted and condensed inward, as if gestating something.
Immediately after, in Sukuna's astonished gaze, the form of the scarlet blade underwent a earth-shattering transformation.
The blade split in two from the middle, like a butterfly emerging from a cocoon, transforming into two distinct streams of light.
One appeared in a scorching, brilliant white, with violent blue-purple lightning snakes dancing at its edges, emitting a thunderous aura that was homologous to the [divine weapon: open] but even more explosive and pure—it was the [Thunder God Sword].
The other flowed with a deep, dark red, like molten lava surging from the depths of the earth, the space around the blade slightly distorted by the extreme heat, emitting a scorching will that would burn everything to ashes—it was the [Fire God Sword].
As soon as the two swords took form, they seemed to possess intelligence, automatically flying into Toho Hiroshi's left and right hands.
As he grasped the Thunder God Sword, countless fine electric arcs instantly burst forth from Toho Hiroshi's body, rivaling the lightning field of Sukuna's divine weapon: open, and even faintly suppressing it.
With the Fire God Sword in hand, a scorching wave of air blasted outward from him as the center, baking the charred earth beneath his feet to a faint red, and the air filled with the scent of sulfur and ash.
"What?"
Sukuna's four eyes widened simultaneously, his offensive involuntarily faltering for a split second.
He never expected that this strange devouring blade would hide such a form.
And the attributes it differentiated into happened to counter his two Cursed Tools perfectly.
"Now, the roles of attacker and defender are reversed."
The thunder and fire swords crossed, the lightning and flames intertwining before Toho Hiroshi into a totem of destruction.
He stomped his foot and his figure shot out, his speed far exceeding what it was before.
The Thunder God Sword in his left hand slashed through the air, bringing with it a blindingly brilliant white bolt of lightning, precisely striking the divine weapon: open that Sukuna was wielding.
"Clang—"
This time, it was no longer about devouring and neutralizing, but a pure, higher-tier collision of thunder and lightning of the same attribute.
Amidst the ear-piercing explosions, the blue-white lightning snakes and the brilliant white lightning dragon tore at each other and annihilated one another.
The lightning on the divine weapon: open dimmed at a visible speed, as if it had encountered the king of thunder, emitting a "sizzling" sound like a mournful cry.
Sukuna felt a more explosive, purer power of thunder backlash through the divine weapon: open, and his entire arm felt a violent sensation of paralysis.
And almost at the same time the Thunder God Sword parried the divine weapon: open, Toho Hiroshi's right hand had already raised the Fire God Sword.
The blade carved a dark red lava trajectory, carrying the momentum to burn through the void, meeting the flying heaven spear that was thrusting from a strange angle like a venomous snake.
"Hiss—"
There was no loud clashing of metal, only a violent reaction sound, as if cold water had been dripped into boiling oil.
The extreme high temperature and incineration characteristics of the Fire God Sword collided fiercely with the spatial distortion power of flying heaven.
The spatial ripples around the flying heaven spear, which were capable of deflecting attacks, instantly melted and evaporated upon contact with the dark red flames, like thin ice thrown into a raging fire.
The dark point of spatial condensation at the tip of the spear was scorched, emitting a "cracking" sound and becoming extremely unstable.
Sukuna felt as if flying heaven had pierced into a pool of viscous, scorching magma; its once invincible spatial penetrating power was greatly weakened, and even the shaft of the spear itself began to heat up slightly.
"Damn it!"
Sukuna was both shocked and angry, his four arms dancing wildly as he attempted to rely on his advantage in numbers and experience to regain the initiative.
The divine weapon: open smashed down frantically, with bolts of lightning snakes lunging toward Toho Hiroshi.
flying heaven moved like a ghost, constantly launching flickering thrusts from all directions.
However, with the thunder and fire swords, Toho Hiroshi seemed to have cast off all restraints.
He brandished his dual swords like a god wielding divine punishment.
The Thunder God Sword slashed and hacked, catching and crushing all the lightning attacks from the divine weapon: open, even suppressing them in turn, with bolts of thicker, brilliant white lightning forcing Sukuna to divide his attention to defend.
The Fire God Sword lifted and slashed, its scorching sword light weaving into a field of dark red flames; once the spatial thrusts of flying heaven entered this field, they were like sinking into a quagmire, their speed and penetrating power greatly reduced, while the searing flames continuously scorched and destroyed the spatial runes upon it.
The balance of the battle began to tilt toward Toho Hiroshi at a speed visible to the naked eye!
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