Chapter 95: Instant Kill Dagon
the strongest Jujutsu Sorcerer, Gojo Satoru, was completely sealed away, overwhelmed by shock and turmoil the moment he realized his sworn friend's body had been desecrated.
The last thing reflected in his Azure Eyes, which could see through everything, was the unfamiliar and sinister smile on "Geto Suguru's" face, before he was swallowed by endless darkness.
The Prison Realm closed, dropping to the ground with a muffled thud.
The pillar symbolizing the order and power of the Jujutsu World had collapsed.
With Gojo Satoru sealed, the Curse Users and Special Grade Cursed Spirits had no more reservations, and the frenzied massacre officially began.
Inside the Star Plasma Cult's Hidden Base, the atmosphere was suffocatingly heavy.
Nanako and Mimiko knelt before Toho Hiroshi, their young but already world-weary faces streaked with tears, their eyes red and swollen.
They had just learned the soul-shaking news through certain channels—Mei Mei's Intelligence Network or residual Cursed Spirit sight:
The remains of Lord Geto Suguru were not only desecrated but occupied by a Millennium-old Curse User to carry out the terror plan in Shibuya.
"Lord Toho!"
Nanako's voice was hoarse and laced with despairing sobs. She suddenly leaned forward, her forehead nearly touching the ground. "Please! Please take action! Take back Lord Geto's body! We can't let that Monster use Lord Geto's appearance to do those things!"
Mimiko also gripped Toho Hiroshi's hem tightly, her frail shoulders trembling constantly as she sobbed in agreement: "Wuwu... Lord Geto... we can't let him be like this... Lord Dongfang, you must have a way, right? You are the strongest..."
They viewed Geto Suguru as their salvation, their father, and their faith.
Geto Suguru's death was already unbearable pain; now, having his final peace shattered and his body turned into an enemy's tool was crueler than killing them.
In their hearts, the only one currently capable and justified in doing this was Toho Hiroshi, who was equally mysterious and powerful.
Toho Hiroshi stood by the window with his back to them, looking at the gloomy sky outside. The swirl mask concealed all his expressions.
Only his Rinnegan flashed with an elusive light in the shadows.
Listening to the girls' heartbreaking pleas behind him, a massive stone was once again thrown into the cold lake of his heart.
His promise to Geto Suguru, his murderous intent toward Kenjaku, and the necessity of his entire grand plan clashed fiercely in his mind.
After a long silence, just as Nanako and Mimiko were about to despair, Toho Hiroshi slowly spoke. His voice, muffled by the mask, was low and calm, yet carried an undeniable resolve:
"I will personally retrieve Geto's body."
This sentence was like a pardon, causing Nanako and Mimiko to instantly lift their heads, a spark of hope igniting in their eyes.
"However."
Toho Hiroshi turned around, his Rinnegan sweeping over the two girls. "Not yet."
"Why?"
Nanako asked urgently.
"Kenjaku occupying Geto's body is to advance his plan. The chaos and curses generated by this plan are the 'Nourishment' I require."
Toho Hiroshi's tone was almost cruelly cold, but he had to make them understand, "It is too soon to stop him now. The Gedo Statue requires more Energy."
Seeing the pain and confusion resurface in the girls' eyes, he softened his tone slightly: "I promise you that the moment Kenjaku's utility is exhausted, I will make him pay a price a thousand times more brutal than death, and I will let Geto's body rest in peace. This is my promise to him."
His gaze seemed to pierce through space, landing on the distant Shibuya.
"And now, the 'Feast' in Shibuya has begun. Some 'Small Fry' are getting in the way and need to be cleaned up."
...The streets of Shibuya had already turned into a Bloody Hell.
After absorbing the massive Cursed Energy born from human despair, the Special Grade Cursed Spirit Dagon expanded its Domain, [Horizon of the Womb], trapping Kento Nanami, Yu Haibara, Zen'in Naobito, and several other Jujutsu Sorcerers in a desperate situation.
In the boundless ocean of Cursed Energy, manifested Cursed Soldiers surged forward like a tide, roaring with death.
Kento Nanami was covered in wounds, his Gold-rimmed Glasses long shattered, but he still gripped his Cursed Tool Short Sword, his gaze resolute.
Takuma Ino was also breathless, the power of his Shikigami greatly weakened under the Domain's suppression.
The moment was desperate for everyone!
Suddenly, space distorted without warning.
A Uzumaki silently opened in the center of the Domain, like ripples spreading from a stone dropped onto calm water.
The next second, a figure wearing a swirl mask and Black-and-red Cloud Robes stepped out of the Uzumaki like a phantom.
It was Toho Hiroshi.
His appearance brought no earth-shattering presence, yet it caused the entire violent Domain to instantly stall.
The surging Shikigami seemed to hit an invisible wall, their movements becoming sluggish and distorted before dissipating like foam.
Dagon's massive Fish Eyes suddenly contracted. The fear instinct of a Cursed Spirit made it emit a sharp shriek: "Who... who are you?"
Toho Hiroshi didn't even glance at it. His gaze indifferently swept over the heavily wounded Kento Nanami and the others, finally settling on Dagon.
The massive, Fish-shaped Body of Dagon, constructed purely of Cursed Energy, spontaneously ignited with Black Flames the moment Toho Hiroshi's indifferent gaze focused on it.
The flames were not Ordinary Fire; they were silent, yet carried an extreme terror capable of incinerating everything.
"Wuao—"
Dagon let out a miserable, distorted shriek, a sound filled with incomprehensible agony and primal fear. It thrashed and slapped frantically, trying to use the endless Cursed Energy Seawater within the Domain to extinguish the Black Flames.
However, everything was in vain.
The instant the Cursed Energy Seawater touched the Black Flames, it was like gasoline meeting fire, causing the blaze to spread even more fiercely.
The Flames of Amaterasu, they never extinguish until the target is completely incinerated.
Under the shocked gazes of Kento Nanami, Yu Haibara, and the others, the arrogant Special Grade Cursed Spirit Dagon, which had driven them to despair, had its massive body completely consumed and disintegrated by the Pitch-black Flames in mere seconds, finally turning into a wisp of smoke and a few ashes, vanishing completely into the air.
Even the Domain it had deployed, [Womb-like Swarming Army], instantly disintegrated like a popped bubble.
The surrounding area returned to the dilapidated scene of the Shibuya district, but the suffocating sense of despair suddenly lessened.
Silence, a deathly silence.
Only the faint sounds of battle from afar remained, along with the heavy breathing of the few people nearby.
Kento Nanami endured his injuries, staring intently at the Mysterious Figure who had suddenly appeared and instantly killed the Special Grade Cursed Spirit. That swirl mask, those Black-and-red Cloud Robes, and those eyes!
Although it was only for an instant when the other party deployed the Black Flames, the shape of those eyes was definitely not an ordinary Cursed Technique! Coupled with the terrifying strength capable of crushing a Special Grade so effortlessly... A figure buried deep in memory, almost forgotten, slowly overlapped with the mysterious person before him
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