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"You damned mongrel…" Sukuna ground out a murderous snarl from between his teeth, every word steeped in the King of Curses' insane fury. "Nero!"
"Didn't you say you wouldn't stop my recovery? What in the hell are you doing now!!!"
Sukuna's roar was wrapped in tangible malice; the very ruins shook.
In mid-air, the white-haired man—Chen Tian—let out an extremely soft, scoffing laugh. The sound was full of mockery, clearly reaching everyone's ears.
He slowly descended, his posture indescribably casual and arrogant. The tip of his shoe lightly touched the ground, kicking up a cloud of dust.
He lifted his chin. In those eyes looking down, there was not a single ripple, only the condescending gaze one reserves for inferior playthings.
"I wasn't planning on getting involved with you." Chen Tian's voice was calm.
"But Sukuna," he tilted his head slightly, a few strands of white hair falling away, "you're too slow."
"It's been fifteen whole days since Shibuya." Chen Tian held up one finger, his tone undisguised disappointment and annoyance. "You still look like this…"
His gaze swept over the charred, broken body of Fushiguro Megumi that Sukuna occupied, finally settling on the other party's face, which was twisted with rage, and he spat out a cold assessment:
"…Frail appearance."
"Furthermore," Chen Tian's lips curved into a faint sneer, "you need to resort to such a cheap, low-level trick as biting a distraught girl's throat just to find a little bit of fun?"
He stopped looking at Sukuna, whose face was iron-blue and whose Cursed Energy was boiling unstable with rage, and walked directly toward Kurusu Hana, who was sitting on the ground.
In stark contrast to the soul-freezing indifference he'd shown Sukuna, Chen Tian naturally leaned down in front of Kurusu Hana and extended his hand toward her.
The lines on his face seemed to instantly melt away as if by a spring breeze, replaced by a warm, gentle smile, like a movie star.
"It's alright, Miss Kurusu Hana." His voice was low and soft, possessing a calming strength. "Can you stand up?"
Kurusu Hana's unfocused pupils slightly focused, meeting Chen Tian's eyes, which now appeared unusually reliable.
"Nir… Nero?" Kurusu Hana looked at the man extending his hand to her. She was familiar with this man, very familiar.
Because she had to attend every single one of his concerts.
Chen Tian maintained his gentle smile, his hand still extended to Kurusu Hana. "Yes, it's me. My fan."
Kurusu Hana looked at Chen Tian in disbelief. "You… You… You knew?"
Kurusu Hana had never bought a ticket to enter Chen Tian's concerts.
Chen Tian nodded. "Of course. I knew you were hiding in the scaffolding above the stage for every show. I also knew you attended every single one of my signing events."
Kurusu Hana's eyes reddened slightly. "I… I love your music too much, but I didn't have the money for tickets, so I could only watch your performances that way…"
Chen Tian gently took Kurusu Hana's hand and helped her up. "It's okay. I felt your sincerity."
Chen Tian's palm slashed a black fissure in the air. Space was easily ripped apart like cloth. Uraume awkwardly tumbled out of the rift, their white monk robes stained with blood.
"Lord Sukuna!" Uraume exclaimed in alarm, only to be kicked away by Chen Tian a second later. Their body flew like a rag doll, smashing toward Sukuna.
Sukuna's four scarlet eyes narrowed, a savage grin splitting his face: "Interesting…" He reached out and caught Uraume, his fingernails sinking deep into their shoulder. "You seem to know me very well, Nero."
Chen Tian stood with his hands in his pockets and pointed at Uraume with his chin: "Eat it. Let me see if you at your full power can amuse me."
Uraume tremblingly pulled a pitch-black wooden box from their robe. The lid automatically sprang open—three shriveled fingers and one decayed skull lay quietly inside.
Sukuna's pupils contracted sharply. That was… his own skull!
"Hahaha!" Sukuna suddenly burst into maniacal laughter, snatching the wooden box. "If that's the case, this King will grant your wish!"
He opened his monstrous maw and shoved the fingers and skull into his mouth!
A chilling sound of chewing and crunching began.
Fushiguro Megumi's body started violently twisting. More grotesque Cursed Marks surfaced and intertwined on his skin. Sukuna's Cursed Energy erupted like a tsunami; the entire space trembled!
Sukuna's Cursed Energy swept through the entire space like a volcanic eruption.
"This is… Sukuna… at his full power?" Itadori Yuji knelt on one knee, cold sweat drenching his back.
Just standing in the eye of the storm made every cell in his body scream a warning.
Chen Tian suddenly tilted his head: "It looks like… there's still something missing?" He turned to Yuji: "Where is the Prison Realm?"
"Still… still in Shibuya!" Yuji answered instinctively.
Chen Tian casually slashed his finger through the air—space peeled open like a curtain, and the black cube carved with grotesque patterns thudded onto the ground.
The Yamato sword unsheathed an inch. The moment its cold light flashed over the Prison Realm—
Boom! Thick smoke exploded!
"Ah, I'm out, I'm out~" A flippant voice pierced through the smoke, and a white-haired man slowly walked out, stretching.
A familiar curve appeared at the corner of his mouth beneath his messy white hair: "That nap was a little too long."
"Gojo-sensei?!" Yuji's gasp of surprise and Sukuna's maniacal laugh exploded simultaneously.
Sukuna's four eyes simultaneously contracted. His Cursed Energy boiled even more violently: "Gojo Satoru!"
He violently ripped off his upper garment, revealing his Cursed Mark-covered torso: "Perfect timing! Let this King tear you and that damned pretty-boy to shreds!!"
Gojo Satoru's pale blue eyes narrowed slightly, a playful smile curling his lips: "Sukuna."
His voice was as light as a greeting, yet the air instantly solidified.
Sukuna's four scarlet eyes simultaneously contracted. His Cursed Energy transformed into substantial black flame that shot skyward: "Die!!"
He fiercely stomped the ground, his body turning into an afterimage as he lunged straight for Gojo Satoru! Yet, the moment he swung his claw, he suddenly froze, a hint of shock flashing across his Cursed Mark-covered face.
Fushiguro Megumi?! Sukuna's pupils trembled violently.
He felt an awareness awakening within his body, like thorns wrapping around the flow of his Cursed Energy. The boy's soul, which should have been completely suppressed, was actually fighting for control of the body!
"Heh." Chen Tian stood with his arms crossed. "The vessel is fighting back."
Gojo Satoru suddenly flashed in front of Sukuna, their noses practically touching: "You can't even control your own body."
He held up his index finger and wagged it. "How are you going to tear me and…" He instantly teleported next to Chen Tian, putting a hand on his shoulder, "…this celebrity guy to shreds?"
"Bastard!!" Sukuna roared in fury, clutching his own throat, his fingernails digging deep into his flesh.
Chen Tian suddenly lifted his hand and slapped away Gojo Satoru's hand from his shoulder. His gaze swept past the struggling Sukuna and shot directly to Gojo Satoru: "It's boring." His voice was cold. "Sukuna's last finger is with you."
Gojo Satoru raised one eyebrow, his pale blue eyes filled with surprise: "Ah, yes, it is."
"Hand it over," Chen Tian commanded.
"Huh?" Gojo Satoru opened his mouth exaggeratedly. "You're not serious, are you, little guy?"
"This kind of Sukuna is boring," Chen Tian repeated, his eyes completely flat.
"Hey, hey, hey!" Gojo Satoru pointed to his temple and twirled his finger. "If we do that, Fushiguro-kun will be completely suppressed, you know?"
"I know."
"You know, yet you—?!" Gojo Satoru's voice rose.
Chen Tian's lips slowly curled into a wild, arrogant curve: "That way… it'll be more fun."
Even Sukuna stopped struggling. All four blood-red eyes stared intently at Gojo Satoru and Chen Tian.
Gojo Satoru's mouth was wide enough to fit an egg. His pale blue pupils contracted twice, like an earthquake.
The next second, he clutched his stomach and burst into earth-shattering laughter: "Hahahahaha! Fun! That is so goddamn fun!!!"
He laughed so hard that he bent over backward, even exaggeratedly wiping away tears of laughter.
The laughter cut off abruptly, as if sliced by a blade. His flippant face instantly froze.
"Are you sure?" Gojo Satoru's voice deepened like the frigid depths of an abyss. "That Sukuna, at that time, was truly terrifyingly strong." The air became viscous with every syllable he spoke.
"I know." Chen Tian didn't even blink.
Gojo Satoru's lips slowly stretched into an utterly insane smile: "Then—"
"Can you win?"
Chen Tian's hand rested on the hilt of the Yamato at his waist. The scabbard and the metal rubbed, producing a clear, high-pitched hum.
He slightly raised his eyes, looking past Gojo Satoru toward Sukuna.
"I will win."
"I will win."
The moment those three words dropped, Gojo Satoru's pale blue irises burst with astonishing light!
That wild confidence and certainty hit the deepest part of his heart like an electric current, igniting his dormant madness.
"Hahahaha! Good!" Gojo Satoru's laughter exploded, filled with unprecedented exhilaration. "Here you go!"
He casually extended two fingers and beckoned toward the sky.
A pale blue streak of light ripped across the heavens. An inconspicuous black dot in the distance rapidly enlarged, shooting toward them with an aerial shriek!
Gojo Satoru accurately snatched it. A rustic wooden box fell into his palm. Without even looking, he tossed his arm up, and the box flew toward Chen Tian as an afterimage.
Chen Tian didn't even raise an eyelid. He backhanded the box, catching it. Without the slightest hesitation, he flicked his wrist, and the box, containing the source of the King of Curses' final power.
He flung it like trash toward Sukuna, who was at the center of the Cursed Energy storm, enraged to the extreme by being bargained over like a commodity!
"Y-O-U—B-A-S-T-A-R-D—!!!" Sukuna's roar was twisted and deformed, all four scarlet eyes seemingly dripping blood!
The towering humiliation turned into palpable killing intent, as if trying to drag the entire space into hell!
He seized the flying box, savagely crushing it and the final shriveled finger inside!
Without hesitation, he crammed the fragments and the finger, which held boundless curses, into his mouth!
The teeth-grating sound of chewing and crushing resonated.
BOOM—!!!
A black Cursed Energy, exponentially more terrifying and purely despair-inducing than before, suddenly exploded with Sukuna at the center, like the primordial explosion at the birth of the universe!
The concrete and steel rebar of the ruins instantly turned into formless dust!
The body belonging to Fushiguro Megumi wildly swelled and warped in the pitch-black energy vortex!
His skin tore open, and more Cursed Marks spread and intertwined like living things, emanating an aura of destruction.
Four grotesque arms burst forth from his body, and a large mouth abruptly appeared on his abdomen. The complete, suffocatingly terrifying silhouette of the King of Curses rose in the center of the devastation!
"Tsk tsk," Gojo Satoru clicked his tongue, his pale blue eyes sweeping over the non-human demon figure, his tone one of exaggerated awe. "Even scarier than I expected."
He turned to Chen Tian, flashing a playful smile. "Go for it, little guy."
He held up a thumbs-up and pointed to himself. "If you lose, the Strongest is here to back you up."
Chen Tian's gaze was fixed on the King of Curses, who was completing his final transformation, the entire time.
He didn't even spare Gojo Satoru a glance. His voice was calm, yet it carried the sharp, icy edge of a blade that cut through all doubt:
"There's no need."
"Sukuna will die."
"And your student," he paused, his gaze seeming to pierce through the boiling black tide of curses and seeing something, "will also live."
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