Nanami exhaled in relief.
Thankfully, most of the nearby civilians had been evacuated beforehand.
Otherwise, he couldn't even imagine how many people would have been hard or killed from this single move.
If the higher-ups decided to hold them accountable...
No, he shook his head at the thought.
The higher-ups?
With that kind of power, would anyone still fear those in charge?
The entire Jujutsu world should consider itself lucky that Kazuma is not a curse user.
Shinra Tensei's repulsive force spread swiftly, sweeping away everything in its path, instantly annihilating all the cursed spirits in Shibuya.
People outside the area could feel the violent tremors from afar.
The local police had already set up a periter and sealed off the scene.
Residents huddled inside their hos, too terrified to make a sound.
"What's going on?!"
"Did a massive earthquake hit? And what were those monsters that slaughtered humans earlier?"
"This is clearly the end of the world! Shibuya's thriving center has been reduced to ruins!"
...
The aftermath lasted for more than ten seconds before gradually subsiding.
The people from Jujutsu High let out a collective sigh of relief.
Looking at the devastation in the once-bustling center of Shibuya, they could only smile bitterly.
This had been the heart of the city, yet now, the tall buildings and crowded streets were nothing more than rubble.
The massive crater was filled with blood and flesh, remnants of the destructive power unleashed.
In the crater, half of Jogo's body had been crushed, his face drenched in blood.
The black flas of Amaterasu engulfed him entirely.
Jogo's heart finally gave way. He didn't resist anymore because his head was already ablaze.
The mont his head had caught fire, his fate had been sealed.
"The fla that can't be extinguished..."
"It's so unfair. I'm a disaster curse..."
Jogo lay in the deep pit, letting the black flas consu him.
He looked up at Kazuma, his expression blank. An overwhelming sense of helplessness surged within him.
Unkillable...
This guy is invincible...
As the Amaterasu flas continued to burn, Jogo's vision blurred.
Suddenly, he found himself in a bright space. Hanami, Mahito, and Dagon were waiting for him.
Jogo froze for a mont before shaking his head with a bitter smile.
"I am sorry. I couldn't avenge you."
Hanami raised his hand, gently touching Jogo's head.
He said, "Thank you for your hard work. Geto's got this."
Dagon, recovered from his cursed fetus state, nodded in agreent, his round eyes gleaming.
Mahito sat cross-legged, resting his chin in his hand.
"Hanami's right. Even if 'Geto' has been manipulating us, his goals align with ours."
"Moreover, he can continue growing stronger, with almost no limit. My [Idle Transfiguration] has been passed to him."
"That's why we chose him as our leader in the first place."
Hearing this, Jogo slowly raised his head and his eyes regained their fighting spirit.
"Hahaha! You're right, Geto will definitely succeed, and we'll be the new humans!"
"It doesn't matter if we're wiped out!"
"It doesn't have to be who laughs loudly a hundred years from now. After all, we're the pioneers of the 'new human race'..."
"That's enough..."
"If I have one regret..."
Jogo paused and looked deeply at Hanami and the others.
"When we're reborn, we won't rember what happened before."
"I wonder if we'll et again then."
"Hanami, would you still be willing to make a pipe for ?"
Hanami turned his head away, snorting softly in response to Jogo's hopeful gaze.
"Even if I lose my mories, I still won't let you destroy the forest at will!"
"I'll still look after you."
Mahito gently stroked Dagon's smooth head and smiled.
"It seems the two of us are a little redundant."
"But Dagon, you're cuter this way. I made you suffer to save ."
"If there's a next ti, I'll protect you."
"Well, don't be sad, both of you. The forest and earth are one. It's hard to separate them."
"Let's welco the new world in another form."
"Think of it as a hundred-year-long sleep."
"I look forward to eting you again."
...
anwhile, Kazuma landed and looked toward where Jogo had been.
The black flas had already extinguished, leaving nothing behind.
Kazuma looked at the piece of skin he had torn off from Jogo.
"Jogo's skin, Hanami's blood, Mahito's hair, and Dagon's tentacles."
"I wonder if I can use these alone to bring them back."
Kazuma shook his head and put the thought aside. There was still one last thing to do.
In the distance, within the ruins.
A gigantic hand, covered with curse patterns, broke through the earth as Sukuna slowly climbed out of the deep pit.
"Ahem…"
Sukuna clutched his chest, surveying the destruction around him blankly.
It was desolate. Almost all the buildings were destroyed.
"Haha... what a formidable opponent. He has a technique that can obliterate everything!"
"But, your cursed energy should be depleted by now, right?"
Suddenly...
Whoosh!
A dagger with a cold gleam sliced through the night air, appearing before Sukuna's eyes in an instant.
Sukuna sneered and raised his hands to catch the dagger.
Has he really been reduced to using a dagger?
Even if he stands still and lets him stab...
Before Sukuna could finish his thought, his eyes widened in shock.
Almost instantly, the dagger was seized by a pair of large hands. Then, two fingers attacked his eyes.
Sukuna was stunned and enraged. He had been forcibly blasted out of his Domain by Kazuma's ultimate move.
Now, Sukuna had entered CT burn out.
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