In fact, the two, with their lightning-fast reactions, had already responded to the situation the moment the Curse User pulled out the detonator for the remote bomb.
"Damn it, there's no time."
Gojo Satoru wanted to rip off the bomb on Riko Amanai, but forcing it might cause a premature detonation.
The Curse User had anticipated this long ago, so the bomb was certainly designed to be difficult to disarm.
Gojo Satoru shouted loudly to Suguru Geto below,
"Geto, the bomb!"
With years of tacit cooperation between them, Suguru Geto immediately understood.
Suguru Geto suddenly noticed a suspicious figure, who had appeared out of nowhere, rummaging for something in the ruins of the hotel, which had been shattered by the previous bomb.
"There!"
Without even a moment's hesitation, Suguru Geto threw three objects similar to ninja shuriken.
Suguru Geto commanded a variety of Cursed Spirits; these, which cause a violent explosion upon impact, were essentially suicide Cursed Spirits.
With sharp tail fins behind them, they could shoot out at an extremely fast speed with a "whoosh."
Suguru Geto's expression was grim.
Who would have thought it would come to this?
Even if the bomb on Riko Amanai detonated at close range, Gojo Satoru, who was holding her, wouldn't suffer any harm, and it certainly couldn't harm Suguru Geto, whose aerial maneuverability was maximized.
However, if the bomb detonated, Riko Amanai would inevitably die.
The death of the Star Plasma Vessel, in the eyes of Gojo Satoru and Suguru Geto, undoubtedly meant the failure of their mission, the irreversible evolution of Tengen, and the destruction of the world.
Therefore, she absolutely could not die.
"Damn it, catch up!"
Suguru Geto's expression became ferocious as he watched the bastard about to press the button.
But even though the three spikes were still increasing in speed, they were still a considerable distance from the Curse User.
"Hmph, useless."
Don't forget, there weren't just Suguru Geto and Gojo Satoru on the field; how could Kenmyo just stand by and watch from below?
However, besides him, there was also a newly captured audience member.
The man in the white uniform and hat sneered. Three-quarters of his body was completely frozen, and he was impaled with various knives, each deeply embedded.
"Wasted effort."
The unlucky man's face was full of mockery; he was referring to the two in the sky, saying that at this point, it was already too late to catch up.
"Quiet."
Kenmyo's tone was somewhat displeased.
If this frozen man didn't speak, who would have known he was Bynael, the strongest Curse User of Curse User Group Q, a rogue Grade 1 Jujutsu Sorcerer who had been wanted by the Jujutsu Sorcerer Association for over three years and still hadn't been apprehended?
"You trash, you talk too much."
What Kenmyo did was actually quite simple: he froze his mouth shut with ice.
Then, under his horrified gaze, he casually picked a handy knife, gently placed his hand on the hilt of the blade closest to him, and pushed it deeper. A trace of crimson blood immediately appeared in the white ice.
The unlucky man who encountered Kenmyo turned pale with pain, cold sweat streaming down his forehead.
Just as Suguru Geto and Gojo Satoru were engaged in a struggle for Riko Amanai, 45 blades flew straight towards him.
All of them were blocked by Kenmyo's ice wall. More than forty blades were all stuck in the ice, which was quite a spectacle. Then this guy introduced himself as the strongest combatant of Curse User Group Q and told Kenmyo to surrender.
Because in the eyes of the opposing Curse User, his only opponent should be Gojo Satoru; there was no need to waste time on this unknown passerby.
But who would have thought it would turn out like this?
Kenmyo sealed his mouth, so he couldn't hear the miserable screams.
"Hmm, at this distance..."
He was using his fingers to gauge the distance between himself and the hotel.
"It should be just right."
Kenmyo measured with his hand, his right thumb and index finger curved and connected, while the other fingers spread out like a peacock's tail.
Kenmyo aimed the connected thumb and index finger at the desired location.
All preparations were complete.
"Die, all of you!"
The combatant from Curse User Group Q, his face twisted in madness, was just about to press the button, but a chilling sensation, as if from the depths of his soul, suddenly shot up his spine to the top of his head.
The air became unusually solid, and time seemed to stand still at that moment. Forget pressing the switch; in the heavy aura of death that suddenly spread around him, his scalp tingled, and his entire body stiffened, rendering him completely unable to move.
The man felt every inch of his skin being cut by a knife, his hairs stood on end, and every signal sent by his trembling cells screamed "death."
When Kenmyo was in the abandoned parking lot beneath the hotel, he only uttered a strange syllable from his mouth:
"Thump."
A deafening beast's roar erupted almost simultaneously with that syllable. The combatant from Curse User Group Q only saw the ceiling above him covered by a huge black shadow before losing consciousness.
"Roar!!!"
"What!" X2
Gojo Satoru and Suguru Geto didn't even have time to determine what was happening on the field; they were almost blown away by the sudden, violent hurricane.
Especially Suguru Geto; his manta ray-shaped Cursed Spirit, facing such a gale, was like a small boat sailing in stormy seas, swaying precariously, seemingly on the verge of capsizing at any moment.
Not only that, but almost all the tempered glass in the office building opposite shattered at the same time, filling the air with clinking and clanging sounds, which was incredibly shocking.
Fortunately, Suguru Geto decisively canceled the light Cursed Spirit, replacing it with the Special Grade Cursed Spirit, Rainbow Dragon.
Under the protection of the Special Grade Cursed Spirit, Suguru Geto was not blown to the opposite building.
The reason for such a massive commotion was that all the floors between the seventieth and eightieth floors of the hotel were almost instantly annihilated in a destructive sweep.
Literally, ten entire floors were "swallowed" by something terrifying.
The immense destructive power was caused by the instantaneous vacuum created, and the atmospheric pressure imbalance led to shockwaves from the torn cavity sweeping through the surroundings.
"What is that?!"
Suguru Geto was completely surrounded by the Rainbow Dragon, and through the gaps, he watched the scene in disbelief.
Six giant, crimson pupils, glowing with a bright red light, stared intently at him through the dust.
Suguru Geto swallowed; he knew there was a terrifying giant beast less than 200 meters away from him.
"Hey, hey, hey."
A drop of cold sweat trickled down his forehead, his voice slightly trembling.
"I never heard of anything like this."
Soon, the smoke dissipated, revealing everything to Suguru Geto and Gojo Satoru.
At this moment, the upper structure of the hotel had completely vanished, replaced by a gigantic, ferocious beast's head, about sixty meters tall, with all its muscles tensed. Its body was black-red, covered in a glossy, flowing liquid-like substance.
It gave the impression of a hybrid between a wild wolf and a fox, with three pairs of compound eyes on its elongated head, their pupils forming concentric circles.
It was filled with outrageous brutality and emotionless ferocity.
Its bared fangs were as sharp as swords, shining with a chilling glint, and from the gaps in its mouth, various hard building materials from the hotel, such as steel bars and concrete, occasionally dropped. The air currents it exhaled periodically stirred up dust.
"What is that thing?"
Gojo Satoru, holding Riko Amanai, floated in the air, equally incredulous, and drifted next to Suguru Geto.
Whether compared horizontally or vertically, their diameter couldn't even match the beast's large eyeballs.
Just then, Kenmyo's voice came through their earpieces.
"Don't panic, it's me."
Kenmyo, covering his mouth and nose on the ground, said helplessly into his earpiece.
Due to falling building materials, glass shards, and other debris from high altitudes, a considerable amount of dust had been stirred up, making him quite uncomfortable on the ground.
It was a taste of his own medicine, in a way.
"I just accidentally overdid it."
Fortunately, since the Star Plasma Vessel was staying at the hotel, several surrounding buildings had been temporarily requisitioned by the Jujutsu Sorcerer Association, preventing unnecessary civilian casualties.
Moreover, the upper floors of that hotel were basically already surrounded by Curse Users, so Kenmyo thought this would be a permanent solution.
He just didn't expect to use too much force; it seemed his destruction was even greater than that of the Curse Users.
Kenmyo's gaze fell on the side, where Bynael, the so-called strongest combatant of Curse User Group Q, was now completely terrified.
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Could a human possibly do that?
After that single bite, their Curse User Organization was basically wiped out.
"I want to go home and farm."
Bynael directly faced Kenmyo's astonishing display of power, realizing that if he had gone, he would likely have just become one more of the sacrificed individuals.
Based on his comprehension and understanding, he didn't even know how to defend against such an attack.
"Don't talk nonsense. How could a Curse User farm?"
Kenmyo seemed to see through Bynael's thoughts and mercilessly retorted.
"Never mind, never mind."
Kenmyo figured since his family was rich anyway, today's expenses would be covered by Young Master Kamo.
As for the "Curtain" in the sky, Kenmyo naturally hadn't forgotten it. He wasn't an idiot like Gojo, who could forget even the simplest, most basic things.
Kenmyo's explanation astonished the two brothers even further. That brutal giant beast before them, whose eyes were filled with ferocity and whose mere sight inspired dread, was actually his doing.
"That's too exaggerated. How much Cursed Energy must that consume?"
Suguru Geto opened his mouth wide and murmured.
"Kenmyo's Cursed Energy capacity is astonishing."
But he suddenly remembered that the Ice Dragon Kenmyo had created before also consumed a massive amount of Cursed Energy. It was just that Kenmyo made the creation and construction look so easy every time that he kept forgetting this fact.
"Gojo, I think this technique alone qualifies Kenmyo as a Special Grade Sorcerer."
After the giant beast constructed by Kenmyo vanished into the air, the ruins in front of them looked as if a layer had been shaved off.
The remnants of the hotel, mysteriously missing ten floors from the top, appeared completely before Suguru Geto and Gojo Satoru. Especially the floor exposed to the air and directly touched by the giant beast was basically covered in deep bite marks.
It was clear that even sturdy reinforced concrete was probably like mousse cake in its mouth.
"I don't know. My Cursed Energy hasn't reached that level anyway."
Gojo Satoru shook his head.
Precise control and true infinity are two different things.
Gojo Satoru appears to have abundant Cursed Energy, but that is actually the result of him using the Six Eyes to refine the usage of every unit of Cursed Energy.
It's equivalent to being able to use one unit of Cursed Energy as ten. It is this frugality that makes him appear very generous to outsiders.
"Too slow."
Suguru Geto and Gojo Satoru returned to the parking lot and saw Kenmyo stabbing a block of ice. The unlucky person inside had already fainted from the pain.
"How about it? Want to play?"
Kenmyo held up a bloodstained blade and asked them. There were over a dozen more blades at his feet, looking like enough for a while.
"It's quite stress-relieving."
Looking at the blood-covered blades, Suguru Geto and Gojo Satoru subtly took a step back, their tone somewhat reluctant.
"We don't need to."
"Is that the Star Plasma Vessel?"
Kenmyo just stood up and wanted to take two steps forward, intending to see if the person who required him as a bodyguard had three heads and six arms.
But what he saw was just a quietly sleeping girl. She looked slightly younger than him, yet she was involved in the safety of the entire Jujutsu World and even the human world.
If possession could be spoken of so lightly, only this group of inhumane people would treat possession so lightly.
However, Kenmyo did not expect that when Gojo Satoru saw him walk forward, he subconsciously took half a step back.
Perhaps the scene Kenmyo displayed today was too terrifying, making even Gojo Satoru feel pressure.
"Are you serious about taking half a step back?"
Kenmyo raised an eyebrow and asked.
"No, no, no, I didn't mean to."
Gojo Satoru, whose survival instinct was through the roof, shook his head like a sieve, denying his subconscious action.
"Forget it."
The sound of cracking ice came from the ground. The hard ice block, when hitting the floor, actually made a crisp sound like metal striking cement.
It was Kenmyo. He smashed his fist onto the surface of the ice, shattering the entire block and pulling out the unlucky person sealed inside.
His limbs were frozen stiff, and he was covered in frostbite. Most of the wounds were frozen over, leaving behind ice crystals of blood on the surface.
"Let's go, let's change location."
Kenmyo had the Flesh Hound bite down on the guy, and then they left.
"Otherwise, this guy's maid will start worrying."
Kenmyo remembered that the Star Plasma Vessel should have a maid. The Curse Users kidnapped the master but left the maid behind, who is probably frantically searching right now.
Thus, Kenmyo, Suguru Geto, Gojo Satoru, and the others immediately switched hotels.
This was the presidential suite of a five-star luxury hotel owned by the Kamo Family. It was a massive flat spanning several hundred square meters, and the five-meter-high floor-to-ceiling windows offered a view overlooking the entirety of Tokyo. Setting everything else aside, the location in the city center was simply too luxurious.
Mainly, Kenmyo didn't trust the hotel prepared by the doggone Jujutsu Sorcerer Association.
If they stayed there, maybe the next wave of Curse Users would come again.
But in this regard, he was actually overthinking things slightly.
Kenmyo's technique—that terrifying giant beast that swallowed over a dozen floors in one bite—had already deterred all the Curse Users who were originally eager to move but were wavering due to insufficient strength.
"Stop joking. We might have a lot of money, but we need to be alive to spend it."
If a Curse User tried to use their head to block that kind of attack, their small bodies wouldn't even provide enough meat to stick in the monster's teeth.
Therefore, only the stronger Curse Users were still active in the shadows.
As for the weak bunch,
Sorry, this was not a battlefield they could participate in.
"What should you call me now?"
A smiling Kenmyo pushed in a dining cart. It was loaded with abundant food, various desserts, and drinks. There were even some alcoholic beverages, but all were low-proof, out of fear that drinking might delay things.
This was another benefit of the hotel being part of his family's property: no matter what they consumed, everything was free, and the service was the most attentive.
"Godfather!"
Gojo Satoru was originally tired, but his eyes lit up immediately upon seeing the desserts and various drinks on the dining cart.
At the same time, he threw away his dignity, calling out to Kenmyo without the slightest sense of awkwardness.
Suguru Geto shook his head helplessly.
"You guys eat first, I'm going to dismantle the explosives."
Gojo Satoru was truly carefree. Since the remote control was destroyed anyway, he simply brought the entire device back, finding it too troublesome to dismantle the thing.
Dismantling the bomb was actually quite simple for Kenmyo.
Kenmyo just needed to place his hand on Riko Amanai's shoulder, and the dominant Ice-type Cursed Energy directly infiltrated every explosive tube.
Before long, the insides of the tubes containing the explosives were frozen harder than steel. Although they still looked like firecrackers, they were actually useless.
Kenmyo just gave them a gentle snap, and they immediately fell off.
Kenmyo then administered a little bit of Recovery Potion to her.
He noticed a little blood on the back of the girl's head. It was likely that the Curse Users had hit her hard on the back of the head when they abducted her.
Once the potion was administered, virtually all minor and moderate injuries could be healed.
Soon, under Kenmyo's gaze, the girl slowly opened her eyes. At first, she was a bit groggy.
But as she came to, she immediately remembered the experience of being abducted.
Yet, the person in front of her seemed to possess incredible affinity, allowing her to drop all her guard.
Thus, even upon seeing a stranger in front of her, Riko Amanai subconsciously wanted to deliver a hard slap to Kenmyo but couldn't bring herself to do it.
"Don't worry, you are safe now."
Kenmyo smiled at her.
Hearing the commotion, Gojo Satoru, whose mouth was still smeared with cake, darted out from behind Kenmyo and spoke to Riko Amanai.
"I told you she would definitely wake up."
Faced with the sudden appearance of the strange man in sunglasses, Riko Amanai was startled. Her previous sense of safety vanished instantly, and she subconsciously raised her hand and slapped fiercely.
"Slap!"
Kenmyo didn't even need to dodge, because the girl's slap was aimed at Gojo Satoru.
That unlucky kid got slapped for doing nothing.