"Hey, you old man!"
Fumihiko Takaba, now dressed inexplicably in a traffic police uniform, stopped White Zetsu, who was casually riding a rusty tricycle down the street.
Takaba's face hardened, and he pointed an accusing finger at the back seat of the tricycle, scolding, "Where do you think you're planning to go in broad daylight?!"
"And you even brought a whole carriage full of machetes?!"
White Zetsu shook his flip-flops, a disdainful, thuggish smirk playing on his lips. "Seriously, officer?"
"Bringing a machete is obviously for chopping people up, not for throwing a tea party, right?"
Takaba's face darkened, and he suddenly pulled a plastic water gun from his shirt pocket!
"Don't be so arrogant! I'm the Gun King of Takanawa Guard!"
With a brightly colored water gun pointed directly at his head, White Zetsu calmly pulled a lit cigar from between his legs.
"Sir, one should have principles."
"I haven't broken the law yet. Why are you pointing a gun at me?"
"Snort!"
Takaba snorted coldly and kicked the tricycle tire.
Baskets entirely full of gleaming watermelon knives were placed at the back of the carriage, clanging and rattling against each other.
Takaba cocked the plastic water gun and said in a deathly serious tone, "You haven't broken the law yet?!"
"Driving a tricycle while wearing slippers is a capital offense in Takanawa Guard!"
White Zetsu's expression instantly changed, and he suddenly pulled out a three-meter-long watermelon knife from the back seat!
"The Takanawa Guard?!"
"This is my territory, Causeway Bay!"
The words fell in an instant!
The once desolate ruins of Shinjuku instantly transformed into a bustling street under the sunlight, teeming with traffic! It had been instantly transformed into a bloody, dramatic battlefield of chivalry and Yakuza brotherhood!
"Here's the pheasant! Big brother will take you to chop someone up!" White Zetsu yelled enthusiastically.
Takaba said in absolute surprise, "I am Takaba, not a pheasant!"
"Besides..."
Takaba pointed at the cheap plastic lighter White Zetsu had just handed him, completely bewildered, and asked, "This thing... how do you use it to chop people?"
"At least give me a watermelon knife! Or if you really don't have one... I'll just give you back the water gun!"
White Zetsu rolled up his sleeves and said in a deep, dramatic voice, "What do you need a knife for? What do you need a gun for?"
"In this underworld, you need power and connections!"
"Just tell them you're working directly for the President of the United States, and they won't dare to kill you!"
Takaba wanted to argue a few more logical points about this scenario, but suddenly, massive groups of gangsters wielding baseball bats and watermelon knives surrounded him from all directions!
It was a vast swarm of Grade 1 Cursed Spirits, led by a Special Grade Cursed Spirit with a human body and a massive crow's brain.
"Crow! It really is you!"
White Zetsu stretched his neck and shouted dramatically, "Don't think you're so great just because you have a lot of people! My little brother, Sanji, is a real fighter!"
As he spoke, White Zetsu physically pushed Takaba—who was still just holding a lighter—in front of the mob.
"Hmph! Bai Haojue! Don't try that trick on me!"
"Let me tell you, the back door has already been blocked by my little brother Dafei and his men!"
The Crow Spirit, completely half-naked, pushed three pale-skinned, five-year-old human children from behind it to the front.
"I've been married to my wife for sixteen years... and none of our three children are my biological children!"
"Bai Haojue! You truly deserve to die!!!"
The Crow Spirit gritted its teeth and shouted in absolute anguish, then pointed its bloody knife at Takaba. "Brothers, charge!"
"WOW!"
Raising their clubs and machetes, a massive group of Cursed Spirit henchmen swarmed forward!
Holding the tiny lighter, Takaba was instantly covered in cold sweat!
BUZZ! BUZZ! BUZZ!
White Zetsu once again pulled out a massive, three-meter-long roaring chainsaw from under his crotch, sparks flying absolutely everywhere!
Standing safely on guard behind Takaba, White Zetsu roared, "Sanji, charge! I'll fight my way through you!"
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Near the edge of the central battlefield, Atsuya Kusakabe's face was as black as charcoal!
"New Shadow Style: Batto Sword Drawing—Evening Moon!"
CLANG!!!
Kusakabe's brown trench coat was slashed with long, bloody gashes, and the black suit underneath was soaked with sweat!
As he was sent flying backward by the sheer kinetic force, Kusakabe gritted his teeth and muttered, "Another monster!"
A Dharmachakra wheel hovered above its head, its muscles bulging and knotted!
Kusakabe was seething with hatred at the massive trouble that Yuta Okkotsu had thrown his way!
BOOM!!!
The heavy punch that came down from Mahoraga's left arm was blocked directly by Maki Zenin's incredibly powerful body!
The air surged and churned, and the concrete ground beneath Maki's feet suddenly exploded into dust!
As her knees bent deeply under the weight of the gravity, Maki violently slashed her short sword upward at Mahoraga's abdomen!
CLANG!!!
A deafening roar of friction nearly knocked the short sword right out of Maki's hand!
The completely unscathed Mahoraga had already adapted to the critical-strike Ratio Technique inherent in the short sword in just two brief rounds!
The staff of Kyoto Prefectural Jujutsu High—Utahime and Principal Gakuganji—sat safely cross-legged to the side, dancing and playing the electric guitar!
The massive 120% amplification from the Solo Forbidden Zone technique was completely concentrated on Kusakabe and Maki.
Although Mahoraga was technically also standing within the amplification zone, its adaptive nature paradoxically prevented it from receiving the spell's blessing.
Just like in the original timeline when Gojo Satoru was able to use the gravity of Blue to accelerate, Mahoraga was completely unable to be affected by the gravity after adapting to Blue. Because Mahoraga adapted to negate all foreign Cursed Energy phenomena, it automatically rejected Utahime's buffs!
Maki's Heavenly Restriction needed no introduction; its power came purely from her impossibly strong physical body, devoid of Cursed Energy for Mahoraga to adapt to!
Atsuya Kusakabe was the only man in Jujutsu High who was rated as a Grade 1 Sorcerer without possessing any innate Cursed Technique!
He was able to serve as a second-year instructor at Jujutsu High simply by relying on his mastery of the New Shadow Style and his absolute skill in drawing swords.
Kusakabe was quite strong, especially after being empowered by Utahime's technique, allowing him to unleash 200% of his physical power.
Mahoraga could not rapidly adapt to simple, raw physical techniques and mundane slashes without the aid of techniques.
That was exactly why Yuta had thought of bringing Mahoraga to Kusakabe and Maki.
Meanwhile, Yuta himself rushed to the central battlefield ahead of time to join the main fight.
Even in this apocalyptic situation, the gentle Yuta didn't want Maki to have to face the man who was technically her blood-related brother, Mirai.
...
"Cursed Technique Unleashed: Thunder Roar Cannon!!!"
The bursting beams of highly concentrated lightning and fire resembled a blazing, divine fire lotus!
The intense Cursed Energy contained within it was even comparable in destructive output to the 200% Hollow Purple unleashed by Gojo Satoru!
Hajime Kashimo transformed his physical body entirely into lightning, allowing his dantian—which stored his Cursed Energy—to move at any time, and pushed his brain, which was imprinted with the technique, to its absolute breaking limits!
After the Phantom Beast Amber technique ended, regardless of whether the enemy was dead or alive, Kashimo's physical body would completely and utterly collapse!
This was the true meaning behind a Cursed Technique that could only be used once in a lifetime!
It was an ultimate forbidden technique that permanently sacrificed the user's life to increase their combat power tenfold!
Mirai's Limbo clone paused slightly, a hint of purple flashing brightly in its Rinnegan eyes, and blocked the massive beam directly in front of it with a single, outstretched palm!
—SIZZLE!!!
At this exact moment, the entire world was as bright as day!
The electromagnetic waves, powerful enough to heavily injure even Sukuna, slowly dissipated into the air!
Glancing at the faint wisps of smoke rising from his palm, Mirai looked at the inhuman monster completely engulfed in lightning and fire before him and smiled. "You're quite good."
"Unfortunately, you chose to revive in my era."
"No!"
Kashimo smiled freely, unbothered by the block, and his lightning figure sped directly toward Mirai!
The beast's claws gleamed with a deadly, electrical cold light as he unleashed his Cursed Energy!
"I am most satisfied precisely because I chose this era of revival!"
The inhumanly fast beast's paw was effortlessly clamped down by Mirai, and Black Flash lightning sparked violently for a moment!
"That's true. I almost forgot you're just a battle-crazed martial arts fanatic."
The words fell.
A fist flashing entirely with Black Flash light landed heavily on Kashimo's abdomen!
BOOM!!!
Severely injured and paralyzed, Kashimo tumbled and flew over a hundred meters away, violently spitting out a mouthful of blood and foam mixed with organ fragments!
His body, curled up in mid-air, trembled instinctively.
He didn't know if it was fear...
Or perhaps excitement!
Sukuna, in his complete, four-armed Heian Era form, was fighting to the point of madness against the other Mirai Limbo clone!
The towering explosions repeatedly shook Shibuya, causing the city blocks to collapse and fall into ruin repeatedly!
Meanwhile, the original, main body of Zenin Mirai smiled as he walked calmly toward his final opponent.
"Gojo Satoru..."
"Do you have any last words?"
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