The battlefield outside the Kyoto barrier had already devolved into a brutal siege.
After the jujutsu world's reinforcements arrived, they fought against the Cursed Spirits with the fortress Suguru had Hanami leave behind as their core.
The defensive line finally began to stabilize after Emiya, Cú Chulainn, Medea, Medusa, Heracles, Sasaki, Tamamo-no-Mae, and the other Heroic Spirits arrived.
The numerous Heroic Spirits, each capable of taking on ten thousand enemies, also gave the Jujutsu Sorcerers hope for victory.
Every Jujutsu Sorcerer deeply etched the images of these heroes, who had overcome countless hardships and conquered countless battlefields, into their minds.
"Old man, if you're tired, go rest for a bit."
Larue said this as he looked at Naobito, who was slightly out of breath.
"Haha, this is nothing. Back in the day, I could fight others for three days and three nights straight."
Naobito picked up his sake gourd and took a few big gulps, then began observing his surroundings.
With the help of the Heroic Spirits, the defensive line was still relatively stable, but it was hard to say how long that stability could last.
After all, unlike the Heroic Spirits who had crossed countless battlefields, most of these Jujutsu Sorcerers lacked experience in large-scale combat.
How to conserve stamina, how to maintain their condition. Several Jujutsu Sorcerers had already withdrawn to rest because they could not control their Cursed Energy consumption.
If they lost the fortress as a major target, along with the Jujutsu Sorcerers' containment, the Heroic Spirits would be placed in a very disadvantageous position.
After all, asking Heroic Spirits to slay ten thousand Cursed Spirits was not difficult, and many Heroic Spirits could even slay one hundred thousand in battle.
But the further they went, the fewer Cursed Spirits they would be able to slay, and the greater the danger the Heroic Spirits themselves would face.
After all, Heroic Spirits could get tired too.
Buzz buzz buzz.
"Hmm? What's that sound?"
Naobito looked up at the sky curiously.
A plane could be seen wobbling as it dived toward the battlefield.
"A fighter jet?"
It was not one of those highly advanced fighter jets, but an old model often seen on television.
"Was it shot down by a Cursed Spirit while passing through here?"
Naobito's eyes darkened.
The distance between the fighter jet and the ground kept shrinking, with no sign of it pulling up. In the end, it turned into a huge fireball on the ground.
Two strange figures landed on the fortress from the force of the explosion.
"Jujutsu Sorcerers?"
Naobito looked at the two pitch-black humanoid figures in surprise.
"Cough, cough. You're too reckless."
Higuruma, completely black as if he had just finished mining coal, stared at the man with the afro as he stood up.
Although he was dissatisfied with Takaba Fumihiko's absurd way of appearing, he was also very curious about what he had just experienced.
Where had Takaba Fumihiko's plane come from? Why was he completely unharmed after a plane crash?
"Accident. It definitely won't happen next time."
Takaba turned around and was immediately so startled by the situation that his eyes almost popped out.
He had not seen clearly from the sky because of the interference from the flying Cursed Spirits, but now that he was on the ground and saw the dense mass of Cursed Spirits blocking out the sky, he immediately felt a little scared.
Then he remembered Eichi's words.
"Takaba-kun, you have to work hard. There's a horror-themed movie being filmed right now. Your task is to do whatever you want in it and try to turn this war movie into a comedy movie.
If you succeed, then becoming a master of comedy, winning over a rich and beautiful woman, and reaching the pinnacle of life will be no problem."
"To become a master of comedy, marry a rich and beautiful woman, and reach the pinnacle of life, I'm going all out!"
Takaba, who had been like charcoal a second ago, immediately shone with dazzling light.
"Open the door quickly. I'm about to depart."
A uniform immediately appeared on Takaba.
"Can't you see there are Cursed Spirits everywhere outside? How can we open the door for you?"
A Jujutsu Sorcerer rebuked him.
"Wait, the door really opened. Not good!"
The tree roots below the fortress suddenly moved to both sides, revealing a large door, and countless Cursed Spirits immediately surged into the fortress.
"Everyone, don't block the way. I'm about to depart!"
Under everyone's dumbfounded gazes, Takaba drove a wooden train that had appeared from who knew where and rushed out.
Whoo, whoo.
The train whistle sounded across the battlefield, and countless Cursed Spirits were sent flying by the speeding train.
"Hey, kid, why is your train made of wood, and why can it run so fast when there aren't any tracks?"
Cú Chulainn jumped onto the train curiously when he saw it pass in front of him.
"Ah, there are no tracks here."
As if realizing something, the train began to shake violently the next second.
"Hey, what's going on?"
Cú Chulainn shouted.
"Not good, the train is out of control."
"Huh? Forget it, hurry up and jump off with me."
After saying that, Cú Chulainn tried to pull Takaba out of the driver's cab, but he found that he could neither open the cab door nor break the glass.
Boom.
"I'll definitely be back!"
The train crashed into the barrier, causing a mysterious explosion, and Takaba's figure turned into a shooting star in the sky.
"Ah, what a pity for this young man."
Cú Chulainn glanced regretfully at Takaba, who had disappeared into the sky.
"Yo, I'm back."
"Ah!"
The sudden voice behind him startled Cú Chulainn, making him jump aside and dodge.
"Are you a ghost? Where did you pop out from?"
After that, the battlefield began to fill with all kinds of absurd scenes.
A Cursed Spirit relied on a sneak attack to pierce a Jujutsu Sorcerer with its sharp claws.
Takaba immediately appeared beside the Jujutsu Sorcerer in mourning clothes, wailing loudly.
"You can't die. What will I do if you die?"
"You brat, who are you cursing to die?"
The dying Jujutsu Sorcerer suddenly jumped up, dressed in a burial shroud.
"Huh? I'm not dead?"
The Jujutsu Sorcerer touched his body in disbelief.
That Cursed Spirit also looked at the scene before it with a strange expression, then curiously licked the blood on its claws.
"No! There's poison on the claw."
Takaba, suddenly dressed in ancient attire, immediately shouted a warning.
Poison? What is this human talking about?
The Cursed Spirit looked at Takaba in confusion, but the next second, it found that it really seemed to have been poisoned.
Takaba's strength fluctuated greatly, making him unsuitable for fighting Curse Users.
After all, his beliefs prevented him from killing people.
But against Cursed Spirits, it was different.
This guy, who had struggled greatly to defeat ordinary Curse Users, had once eliminated a Special Grade Cursed Spirit with a single blow.
Therefore, this battlefield, teeming with Cursed Spirits, was Takaba's best stage.
Swish! Swish! Swish!
Rumble.
Countless bursts of cannon fire and gunshots rang out.
An army appeared on the other side of the mountain.
This army had originally been ordered by Tomie to attack Tokyo Jujutsu High. They hesitated over whether to carry out the order to bomb the school, and then their superior was dealt with.
The urgently appointed military officer was someone Eichi had specifically left behind to restore Japan's political order later.
After his emergency appointment, in order to show his capabilities, he immediately declared that this army would conduct an "exercise."
Eichi did not refuse when he heard this. After understanding the situation in Kyoto, he dispatched them there.
Then the people in this army had a whole new world opened up to them.
They had never imagined that supernatural existences like Jujutsu and Cursed Spirits were actually real.
Under the coordination of Mechamaru, Nanami, and Ieiri Kiyotaka, the commander of this army quickly exchanged experience with mercenaries who had long fought Cursed Spirits using specialized firearms.
Then they arrived at a Brahma Realm Eichi had left near Kyoto.
To prevent the event of one billion Cursed Spirits assimilating with Tengen, Eichi decided to destroy most of the core barriers established by Tengen, then re-establish barriers under his own control.
Because he could not be sure whether Tengen or Kenjaku had left any methods hidden within those barriers.
This was also why Gilgamesh had directly used Ea to destroy the two extremely important Netherworld Barriers in central Japan earlier, causing most of the barriers in southern Japan to slowly lose their effectiveness.
In order for the subsequent reconstruction work to proceed as quickly as possible, Eichi had also left several small but sturdy Brahma Realms in southern Japan.
These Brahma Realms would begin to connect the void barriers in southern Japan after the battle, turning them completely into barriers controlled by Eichi.
At this moment, they were brought out first to help enchant the army.
The Brahma Realm outside Kyoto was raised to the surface, enveloping the army.
The massive amount of Cursed Energy stored in the Brahma Realm attached itself to bullets, cannonballs, and other weapons, transforming them into weapons capable of harming Cursed Spirits.
This method came from Muta Kokichi and his mass-produced Mechamaru.
Even Mechamaru made from ordinary materials could effectively harm Cursed Spirits after Cursed Energy was added.
At this moment, Muta Kokichi was simultaneously instructing everyone to bring their weapons into the barrier for enchantment, while piloting the tens-of-meters-tall Unit Zero and the mass-produced Mechamaru to guard the front of the position.
(To be continued.)
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