The situation on the battlefield immediately changed when Eiji joined the fray.
Previously, Eiji had been primarily focused on disrupting the Demon Cursed Spirit's movements, only making brief contact to avoid getting injured.
But now, things were different.
Having mastered the Reverse Cursed Technique, Eiji no longer worried about getting hurt and his attacks became increasingly fierce.
Under the combined assault of Eiji and his two Shikigami, the Demon Cursed Spirit sustained new wounds one after another.
"Hiss!"
A rough, hoarse voice echoed as the black mist surrounding the Demon Cursed Spirit converged and then violently dispersed.
The sudden turn of events put Eiji on high alert.
As he retreated, a figure suddenly appeared before him.
"Geto?"
Suguru Geto's sudden appearance caused Eiji's movements to falter for a moment, but he quickly resumed his attack.
Eiji knew that Suguru Geto wouldn't suddenly rush in front of him or attack him without a clear reason in such a situation.
Thwack.
To Eiji's surprise, his Tang Dao pierced through the "Suguru Geto's" palm, only for the figure to firmly grasp it.
Then, the "Suguru Geto" delivered a whip kick towards Eiji's waist.
Eiji retracted his arm to block, but was sent flying by the immense force of the "Suguru Geto," who also tossed his Tang Dao far away.
As Eiji warily looked at the "Suguru Geto," the figure's body turned black and distorted, then transformed into Eiji's own likeness, standing before him.
The black mist appeared and disappeared as quickly as it had come. Tiger Grave and Nue, who were preparing to attack, stopped in their tracks, filled with confusion.
The Demon Cursed Spirit in the center had vanished, leaving only two "Eijis" exchanging blows.
The two Eijis looked identical, fought the same way, and even emitted the same cursed energy signature.
However, Tiger Grave and Nue soon discerned which one was the real Eiji.
Tiger Grave and Nue identified their master through the connection with the Heroic Spirit Chess Pieces Eiji had used to empower them earlier.
The Eiji impersonated by the Demon Cursed Spirit was almost indistinguishable from the real one, making it difficult even for those closest to him to tell the difference in a short time.
But ultimately, it was a fake. It hadn't formed a contract with Eiji's Shikigami, nor did it possess the connection provided by the Heroic Spirit Chess Pieces.
Since the enemy had become smaller, to avoid friendly fire, Tiger Grave and Nue switched from long-range magical bombardment to close-quarters combat.
Tiger Grave's sharp claws, imbued with wind blades, tore through the Demon Cursed Spirit's defenses time and again.
Nue's dive-bombing attacks from the sky forced the Demon Cursed Spirit into a constant state of evasion.
Unlike the thoroughly battered Special Grade Cursed Spirit, Eiji felt incredibly good, better than ever before.
Every move he had learned was executed flawlessly, his once visually impressive techniques becoming increasingly concise and deadly.
In Eiji's eyes, everything in the world seemed to have slowed down tenfold, allowing him to see through every enemy movement with perfect clarity.
The bent posture, the fist thrown from behind, the corner of his clothes fluttering in the wind, and the distorted face of the Eiji formed by the cursed spirit.
At this moment, Eiji felt as if nothing in the world could escape his perception; he felt like the center of the universe.
Black Flash!
He swung his clenched right fist towards the cursed spirit's chest.
Black cursed energy flashed in his hand.
Thud.
The Black Flash, arriving later but striking first, pierced the cursed spirit's chest.
"Hiss!"
The Demon Cursed Spirit let out a hoarse, tragic cry.
Severely wounded, the Demon Cursed Spirit could no longer maintain the facade of Eiji and reverted to its grotesque, six-meter-tall form.
Eiji didn't pursue. Instead, he looked down at his right hand.
"So this is Black Flash."
Black Flash is a critical hit achieved when the error between a jujutsu sorcerer's physical attack and their cursed energy impact is within 0.0000001 seconds. It's an attack that deals damage 2.5 times its original power when the physical and cursed energy strikes land almost simultaneously. The immense power of Black Flash can even distort space upon impact. Eiji, having landed a Black Flash, felt better than ever. The cursed energy he usually had to carefully control now flowed as smoothly as breathing, with every strand moving according to his will. Eiji could even "taste" the cursed energy. The cursed energy within him exuded anger, while the dark purple blood of the Special Grade Cursed Spirit that still lingered on his hand conveyed a sense of malicious satisfaction. "The taste of falsehood, of deception." "Hiss!"
Screams of agony echoed as the Demon Cursed Spirit's shattered body began to convulse, releasing one cursed spirit after another from within. Soon, nearly a hundred low-level cursed spirits filled the training ground.
They were almost all humanoid Grade 4 cursed spirits, with a few reaching Grade 3.
Each cursed spirit wore a chilling smile on its twisted face, as if utterly content in death.
"Is this your true nature? Deceiving humans with false illusions and enslaving their souls within yourself."
"A futile struggle."
Even with a large number of enemies appearing before him, Eiji's calm expression remained unchanged.
A horde of insignificant cursed spirits posed no threat to the current Eiji.
Tiger Grave and Nue began their attack.
One by one, the humanoid cursed spirits turned to ash amidst the fierce winds and thunder.
Eiji walked expressionlessly before the Demon Cursed Spirit, dodged its attack with a sidestep, and then landed a punch on the Special Grade Cursed Spirit's head.
Straight punch, jab, whip kick...
Attacks rained down on the Special Grade Cursed Spirit, while the Demon Cursed Spirit's counterattacks missed every time.
*Black Flash!*
The second Black Flash struck, creating another large hole in the Special Grade Cursed Spirit. Its broken body finally fell.
Ignoring the Demon Cursed Spirit struggling to crawl away on the ground, Eiji tilted his head and looked behind him.
"Too slow. If you'd been any later, your Special Grade Pokémon would have been gone."
Perhaps it was because victory was within his grasp, or perhaps it was due to Suguru Geto's arrival, but Eiji slowly emerged from his peculiar state.
"Are you alright, Eiji?"
Suguru Geto looked at Eiji with some concern.
Eiji was covered in blood, and his clothes were heavily damaged.
"I'm fine. I've comprehended the Reverse Cursed Technique, so my injuries have already healed."
After speaking, Eiji turned to look at the Demon Cursed Spirit struggling to crawl on the ground.
"Let's deal with this guy first, and then you can tell me about the situation with those two behind you."
With that, Eiji's gaze fell upon the Crimson Figure and the cursed spirit beside her that looked very much like her.
Tiger Grave stood behind Eiji, and Ferocious Dog had also somehow blocked their escape route.
"Yeah, I got it."
Suguru Geto didn't waste any words. He stepped past Eiji, activated his cursed technique, and turned the Demon Cursed Spirit into a black and purple Cursed Spirit Jade. He then turned his back to Eiji and swallowed it.
The sensation of being omnipotent from earlier still lingered, and Eiji could vaguely sense Suguru Geto struggling to suppress the urge to vomit.
"It's over."
A few minutes later, Suguru Geto, who had completely controlled the Special Grade Demon Cursed Spirit, turned around and stood beside Eiji.
"Aren't you going to tell us about your situation?"
Suguru Geto looked at the two sisters surrounded by his summoned spirits, as well as Kenji, who was being escorted by his cursed spirit, and the girl in the coffin.
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