After Toji Fushiguro hung up, Chinatsu remained silent for a mont, letting out a soft, slightly helpless sigh.
"Never mind. It's enough that you two are safe."
Chinatsu mumbled to herself as she slipped her phone back into her pocket. She hadn't called Toji intending for him to assist the Jujutsu Sorcerers in suppressing the chaos, as Toji had a far more critical mission.
To protect his son, Fushiguro gumi.
Due to his unique nature, the King of Curses, Ryon Sukuna, rarely found vessels capable of containing his power.
Itadori Yuji was an "artificial vessel."
Fushiguro gumi, on the other hand, was a "natural vessel."
Furthermore, Fushiguro gumi's Innate Technique was the Ten Shadows Technique, which rivaled the Limitless Void. If Ryon Sukuna ever managed to seize control of Fushiguro gumi's body... it would be extrely troubleso.
This was true on both the physical and spiritual levels, which is why Chinatsu desperately wanted to prevent such a scenario.
Before transmigrating to this world, Chinatsu had not finished reading the original work manga; after all, the manga was still being serialized, and the fight between Gojo and Sukuna—the strongest confrontation—had lasted over ten chapters without conclusion.
Based on the plot that Chinatsu was aware of, the "Ten Shadows Technique" was indeed an extrely powerful Cursed Technique, possessing the inherent ability to stand alongside the Limitless Void.
Not only could it summon ten powerful Shikigami, each possessing a different Cursed Technique ability, but the "Shikigami, Mahoraga" was practically a glitch in the entire narrative. Its ability was simple, yet that very simplicity made it overwhelmingly formidable.
[Adaptation to Everything]
The Shikigami Mahoraga could adapt to any attack, eventually nullifying it. Even the Limitless Defense only required a period of analysis and adaptation before Mahoraga could completely ignore it.
Chinatsu desperately tried to recall the manga content she had read before transmigrating. Although more than a decade had passed, she had transmigrated with an adult soul, and since that mont, she had been striving to achieve the outco that was now rapidly approaching. Therefore, those mories that should have been vague remained crystal clear.
"Hmph... I can do this."
Chinatsu took a deep breath, steeling her resolve. She raised her hands, but just as she was about to activate Teleportation to make her escape, her eyes flickered, and she nearly collapsed.
She slowly reached up and rubbed her forehead. Although she had told the other Jujutsu Sorcerers that she was fine, it was ultimately just a strained attempt to prevent them from worrying.
While physical damage could be restored using the Reverse Cursed Technique, ntal exhaustion was difficult to recover from. Since the national chaos began, Chinatsu had been operating under constant high pressure, appearing across various regions of the country to contribute as much energy as she could.
"Just hold on a little longer. It will be over soon."
Chinatsu whispered softly, covering her forehead. After a brief physical adjustnt, she decided to take her phone out of her pocket again, intending to reply to i i that she might be slightly delayed in arriving to offer support.
However, before she could even type out the ssage, an ergency video notification suddenly broadcast across the entire Jujutsu World network.
A surge of ominous foreboding welled up in Chinatsu's heart. She quickly tapped the screen and started playing the video.
In the southern region of the country, Kagoshima.
A malicious aura surged skyward from a certain location. Even amidst the nationwide chaos, which had caused a massive increase in ambient Cursed Energy, this ominous Cursed Energy fluctuation was still strikingly noticeable.
Modern Jujutsu Sorcerers
Modern Curse Users
Ancient Incarnated Sorcerers
Cursed Spirits
Any living individual possessing a certain amount of Cursed Energy felt the hair on their body stand on end upon sensing this ominous Cursed Energy. So timid people imdiately chose to flee in the opposite direction, while others chose to approach the central location where the ominous Cursed Energy originated.
When they arrived at the epicenter of the ominous Cursed Energy, they were confronted by a building coated in crystal-clear ice, and a young man standing guard outside like a loyal hound. He had a bob haircut and a face as delicate as a child's.
He was Urau.
The King of Curses, Ryon Sukuna, was performing the ritual of incarnation and bodily transformation inside the icy structure behind him.
If it were an ordinary incarnated individual, they would not require such a ritual to transform their body. The necessity stemd primarily from Ryon Sukuna's unique nature and the fact that the body Kenjaku had procured for him was far too frail.
No Itadori, no Fushiguro gumi.
A severely inadequate body was bearing Sukuna's soul and power. Without a special ritual to transform the flesh, even if Sukuna acquired sufficient power, he would be unable to utilize it, as the body would inevitably shatter and collapse.
During the transformation ritual, Urau stood guard outside like a loyal dog, repelling all intruders and ensuring their master could safely complete the incarnation transformation process.
Now, the ritual had entered its final stage!
Urau frowned, watching the people approaching from all directions. While most of them were Modern Jujutsu Sorcerers sent to scout the situation, there were also quite a few daring Modern Curse Users.
When they first saw Urau, they didn't take him seriously. Urau concealed his Cursed Energy fluctuations extrely well, and based on looks alone, Urau certainly appeared harmless—so even mistook him for a young girl. This psychological misjudgnt was exactly what Urau was hoping for.
"Little girl, you..."
Before the Modern Jujutsu Sorcerer could even finish his kind inquiry to Urau, sharp, icy winds began to whip up, originating from Urau.
[Ice Coagulation Cursed Technique: Frost Calm, Maximum Output]
Judging solely by Cursed Energy output, Urau had undoubtedly reached Special Grade level. A massive frost tornado suddenly ford and surged toward the Jujutsu Sorcerers scattered in all directions.
In the space of a single breath, the ground within a one-kiloter radius centered on Urau was coated in a layer of crystalline ice armor.
As for the Jujutsu Sorcerers, they were instantly frozen into immobile ice sculptures. If they failed to break free from the ice within ten minutes, their lives would be forfeit.
Urau gasped heavily, plus of white mist escaping his mouth, a look of disgust flashing in his eyes.
"The Jujutsu Sorcerers of this era truly are nothing but fodder. That Kenjaku fellow was just fear-mongering. How could there be anyone capable of threatening Lord Sukuna, even ..."
Thinking this, Urau continued to focus his energy on the steadily arriving Jujutsu Sorcerers. Faced with his exquisite and formidable Cursed Technique output, one Jujutsu Sorcerer after another was either frozen into an ice sculpture or deterred from approaching further.
Standing on the icy surface, Urau watched the Jujutsu Sorcerers who were approaching or attempting to approach with sharp, cold eyes, quietly awaiting the completion of Sukuna's incarnation ritual.
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