"Why so passionate~"
"It's like I'm the villain = ="
He pouted.
Mirai crossed his arms.
He watched with great interest as God's Body opened its abyssal maw like a forest python, devouring God Eye, God Ear, and God Brain one after another.
Originally, Mirai had wanted to finish the fight quickly.
But now he was curious.
What kind of monstrosity would these four human-like guys fuse into?
As for winning or losing against his cheap Otouto... what if he let him win once?
Kids are for spoiling, aren't they?
Riding on Miss Agathos's beast body.
Mr. Mahoraga had already returned to his side.
Mirai pulled out a bag of tomato-flavored potato chips from his shadow and began to feast!
In the arena.
The four-in-one God's Body.
Under the forced integration of the Descent Cursed Technique.
Its body suddenly deformed and surged like a slime.
And after two or three breaths, it finally settled into an Alien Posture, similar to a Cursed Spirit.
It was entirely gray-white, bald with a long tail, completely naked, with smooth skin, and its genitals retracted into its abdomen.
There were some dark patches on its shoulders, head, arms, calves, and abdomen.
And its height was also clearly revealed under the precise detection of the Six Eyes, 1.68m!
"My god... cough, cough, cough!"
Stunned by the "Superman" image before him, he almost choked on a potato chip.
Mirai exclaimed instinctively: "Frieza?!"
"Hehehehehe!"
"Kid, are you scared?"
"You'll regret letting them fuse into one!"
Old Woman Ogami, emboldened, said triumphantly: "Go! Twist that kid's head off for me!"
Whoosh—
The "Superman's" seemingly frail, lean body shot out at a completely disproportionate speed, actually breaking the sound barrier!
"Mahoraga!"
Whoosh—
Mr. Mahoraga responded, bursting out with a speed no less inferior, engaging in a fierce, fist-to-fist brawl.
For a time.
Buildings teetered!
Winds surged!
Dust flew!
The scene was grand and furious!
"Hoo hoo~ Its strength, speed, and physical defense have all improved by leaps and bounds; it can even barely keep up with Mr. Mahoraga's combat rhythm."
"Splendid~"
"But why isn't it using its heat vision anymore?"
"Based on its previous intensity, it should be enough to cause visible damage to Mr. Mahoraga by now."
"No way..."
Muttering, Mirai's azure Six Eyes suddenly constricted!
Two thick, ox-neck-sized beams of scorching red heat vision shot out abruptly towards his head!
"Got him!"
Old Woman Ogami's wrinkled old face twisted into an excited arc.
She naturally knew that Mr. Mahoraga possessed the abnormal defensive ability to adapt to all phenomena in the world.
But her goal from the beginning was not to defeat Mr. Mahoraga.
It was the Sorcerer himself!
No matter how strong the Ten Shadows Technique was.
It was just a Cursed Technique that controlled Shikigami.
This type of subjugation Cursed Technique had the same obvious weakness that anyone could see.
That was—the Sorcerer himself!
No matter how powerful the Shikigami he controlled was.
The Sorcerer himself was still flesh and blood.
Even inferior to a regular Sorcerer!
"Kid, this time... I'd like to see how your Shikigami blocks it, hehehehe!"
"Celebrating prematurely isn't a good habit~"
Mirai's playful voice cut through the mist stirred by the heatwave, sharply piercing Old Woman Ogami's ears!
"Uh—how can this be?!"
"This is the Strongest attack that can instantly kill even a Special Grade Cursed Spirit!!!"
Her eyes wide open!
Old Woman Ogami found the scene before her unbelievable!
She saw.
A resplendent, fiery-gold round mirror was suspended beside the young man at some unknown point.
The laser beam, which Old Woman Ogami claimed could instantly kill a Special Grade Cursed Spirit, failed to leave any trace on the flawless mirror surface.
The Jujutsu World's absolute defense.
It had just revealed its first glimpse!
"This won't do~ I've already been very sportsmanlike by not attacking you, the Descent Sorcerer..." Mirai's expression showed slight displeasure, and he raised an eyebrow.
Miss Agathos, understanding, then.
Used an almost instantaneous, eerie speed to control Old Woman Ogami directly with her furry tail.
The entire process took less than a second.
And this... was the original rhythm this battle should have had!
With Miss Agathos holding Old Woman Ogami upside down in front of him.
Mirai looked at the old hag with a face full of disdain.
"Have your good grandson shoot my Shikigami."
"Huh?!"
Old Woman Ogami suspected she had misheard.
For a moment, she was so stunned that she forgot to respond.
The grip of the furry tail suddenly tightened!
Mirai's cold voice, devoid of emotion, came out again:
"I said... have your good grandson shoot my Shikigami with a laser, don't make me repeat it a third time!"
"Ugh ah!!!"
Man is the knife, I am the fish.
Under the terrifying intimidation of a fate worse than death, Old Woman Ogami quickly agreed!
Mr. Mahoraga, who was currently performing a Loki-style slam on the "Superman" by its tail, also stopped at this moment.
And the "Superman," now free again.
Its gaze towards Mr. Mahoraga already carried a hint of fear!
Simply because—
The laser heat vision shot out.
Mr. Mahoraga did not dodge, puffed out his chest, and faced it with a smile.
"Hmm~ The power was almost enough to pierce Mr. Mahoraga; this move is excellent for both showing off and ambushing people~"
"Wouldn't you agree, Miss Agathos?"
[Yes.]
The sweet response was refreshing.
Mirai stroked Miss Agathos's elf-like long ears with a contented expression.
Upon hearing this, Old Woman Ogami's heart suddenly filled with a terrifying conjecture!
The Shikigami sitting under the young man had barely made a move from beginning to end.
Mr. Mahoraga could adapt to all phenomena.
And she... could it be?
Just then.
A strange bell rang in the arena.
Ding-dong~
The Dharma Wheel behind Mr. Mahoraga's head slowly rotated.
After only one adaptation.
The "Superman's" proud laser heat vision could no longer leave the slightest mark on him.
This kind of attack, with a very simple damage principle, didn't even require a second adaptation.
At the same time.
Deep within Miss Agathos's eyes, hidden by her long bangs, a barely perceptible fiery-gold red glow flashed.
No need for confirmation.
Mirai, who was one with his Shikigami.
Immediately curved his lips into a wild and unrestrained, insane smile.
This battle.
It was not only a test of Mr. Mahoraga's adaptability.
More importantly, it was a test of Miss Agathos's replication ability.
And the result... was exceptionally gratifying!
Mirai couldn't help but hold his forehead and laugh wildly!
"Hahaha!"
"Ah hahahaha!!"
"Wah hahahahahaha!!!"
After a long time.
Mirai, like a six-year-old child who had just received a brand new toy and couldn't wait to unbox and play with it, passionately waved his hand and commanded:
"Miss Agathos, let her witness what true Dynamic ~ Light ~ Wave is!"
Simply because—
Her bangs, covering her eyes, danced without wind.
The fiery-gold red glow in Miss Agathos's eyes, after a brief charge, suddenly transformed into two scorching red long pillars that shot out!
Their power—pierced the clouds! Spanned the sky! Broke through the firmament!
And Old Woman Ogami... where was Old Woman Ogami anymore?
"Woohoo~ Fighting, so exhilarating!"
...Ten kilometers away from where Mirai was.
A woman with stitches on her head stood with one hand on her hip.
She gazed up at the terrifying beam of light that tore through the sky.
Excitement, shock, fear, longing, greed... various emotions appeared on her face simultaneously.
"This truly is... an unexpected existence, even more troublesome than the Six Eyes Prodigy... It seems the realization of the plan... has become even simpler!"
"Just wait~ Adam, when I ascend to the Throne of Heaven, I will make you my subject!"
"Only you... only talent like yours is worthy of procreating a new humanity with me and sharing a new world!"
"Join the glorious evolution!"
"Hahahahahahaha!"
The woman, excited, cupped her face with both hands, her pretty face flushed crimson.
Her expression was unrestrained and manic!
Her words were domineering and sharp!
As if the universally revered and invincible Six Eyes Prodigy and the currently prominent and unrivaled Mirai were both pawns on her board, playthings in her hand, and courtesans beneath her skirt!