Chapter 179 Jiang Lai: Wipe the cat's face and feed it again.jpg
There is no white bandage wrapped around Geto's forehead, but this does not mean good news. On the contrary, it shows that the sun totem has been fully formed and does not need to be covered by an additional bandage.
The complete sun totem has an invisible effect and cannot be seen by outsiders. This totem is a symbol of the collective contract of the Regulatory Commission, which makes people immortal.
But not everyone wants "immortality" - "immortality" without being able to control oneself is obviously a curse, not a blessing.
In the Tower of Crossroads, Geto Suguru was deeply entangled in this curse and could not escape the suffering of being controlled and used as a tool.
The only things that are free for Geto Xiayou now are his thoughts and words, but this will only bring more pain, because he will be clearly aware of his actions after being controlled.
The branches of the Regulatory Commission have spread throughout the entire world of sorcery, and there is no hope for the future, only emptiness.
The young man with half-long hair in a bun had no expression on his face, as numb as dead water. Only when he noticed the white-haired man above him did the dead water ripple a little.
Xia Yujie looked at the white-haired figure hanging in the air above him from afar, his lips moved for a moment, but he couldn't utter anything for a while.
The two looked at each other from a distance, across the long distance, and in a trance, they seemed to have returned to the days of high school when their school uniforms fluttered in the wind, their brows were relaxed and their smiles were endless, and they returned to the golden years of youth, beauty and carefreeness, and they shouted each other's names loudly again.
However, the cool breeze before dawn brought with it the chilly magical power in the air, which aroused people's instinctive defense, making them sober up in an instant and return to the gray reality of the moment.
Xia Yujie stood steadily in front of the tower top platform, half tilted his head, and a stiff smile appeared on his numb face: "I'm sorry... I can't control myself."
Gojo Satoru naturally understood the meaning of these words. In fact, he had known this for a long time.
Perhaps because he hadn't communicated with anyone for a long time, Geto's voice sounded a little hoarse and dry. It was a little difficult to spell and pronounce the words, but he still said stubbornly, word by word: "Please do it, I'm counting on you, Satoru. Even if you can't get relief, at least you can have a brief peace."
——Now, Geto is an "immortal" tool. When his body dies, he will return to the supervisory board to be "bred and reborn." However, this process will take some time.
Kagome has already regarded the time spent on his resurrection from the dead as a breathing space where he can enjoy freedom and peace.
Zui Qiang no longer had a smile on his face. His six eyes, which were able to absorb vast amounts of information, could clearly identify the pain in his best friend's heart. His pure white eyelashes involuntarily drooped and then rose again.
After a brief pause, Gojo Satoru said, "I know."
His voice was deep, and such a simple sentence seemed to carry a heavy weight.
"I won't hesitate." The white-haired man put his hands in his trouser pockets. He looked down at the earth, his blue eyes sweeping with extremely bright and beautiful colors. "...Free death is a kind of grace. I will give it equally to you, to others, and to the world."
His tone was unexpectedly calm, a voice that seemed to come from the deep sea. The white-haired man raised his right hand and gestured downward.
——All human beings are ants.
Gojo Satoru's heart was extremely calm at this moment.
The overwhelming cursed power that was suddenly raised was like a bolt of lightning that split the sky and earth, and it penetrated the entire Kyoto Tower in a fraction of a second!
The entire tower was hit, and in an instant it was reduced to ash by the high temperature and high pressure! Countless high-rise buildings around it also collapsed and disintegrated under such shock waves, and the trees and flowers on the street were burned to ashes.
However, a huge cursed spirit suddenly emerged from the smoke and carried Kagome Jie out.
At the same time, Ryoumen Sukuna also raised his arms to block the explosion and landed, reversing the technique to repair the affected injuries. When he landed, blood and buffalo bones seemed to surge out from the ground, and a neat and strange shrine stood up from the ground - he directly opened the domain - Demon Subduing Chef.
His attack range is everyone present.
After all, Ryomen Sukuna has no concept of friend or foe. He does whatever he wants and once again breaks free from the container cage of a man named Itadori Yuji. He just wants to have a thrilling battle and doesn't care what those rotten oranges say behind his back.
Gojo Satoru, Geto Suguru, and Ryomen Sukuna each stood on one side of the field, their surging cursed energy intertwined in a chaotic manner, brewing a storm that was strong enough to tear apart the clouds.
The battle between special-class players never happens overnight. Gojo Satoru's attack, Geto's cursed spirit, and Ryomen Sukuna's domain were all just the beginning.
A melee has just begun.
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Jiang Lai was walking on the streets of Uji City. It was already getting light in the sky and the shops that opened early on the street had already started to prepare for business.
He bought the matcha glutinous rice balls that were on sale today at the dessert shop called Qiqianmao.
He rushed here before dawn and naturally became the first customer to arrive at the store.
When the store manager handed him the dessert, he was still sighing: "Oh, thank you so much for coming so early."
"My friend really wants to try this dessert of yours." Jiang Lai replied with a smile, "So I came to buy it." As he spoke, he handed over the membership card from Gojo Satoru's wallet.
"Looks like they are very good friends - oh, it's this customer." The store manager took the membership card and recognized the owner of the card. "Then today's glutinous rice balls are just right for his taste. I remember that this customer has a strong sweet tooth."
"It's enough to eat up the entire sugar factory." Jiang Lai said half-jokingly.
The store manager took out a box of fresh matcha rice balls from the back and said, "Here, your packed dessert." Then, he handed out a beautiful small box that was wrapped in a complete shape. "This is what Mr. Gojo, the member card holder, left with us last time. He said that we can take it when we show our card next time. So, I'm giving it to you."
Jiang Lai was stunned for a moment, then reached out and took the extra small box.
The moment he touched it, his sense of existence made him keenly aware of a familiar cursed power emanating from it... Is this the finger of Ryomen Sukuna! ?
Jiang Lai was stunned for a moment: In other words, the last finger that the Jujutsu world and the regulatory agency could not find no matter what, is with Gojo Satoru? ?
Apparently, Gojo Satoru did not carry it with him, but sealed it in an absolutely safe sealing box, wrapped it in colorful outer packaging, and attached a layer of inconspicuous hidden magic power, and stored it in various dessert shops he visited.
The most dangerous place is the safest place... I guess those guys could never imagine that such important things would be piled together with desserts.
Jiang Laixin has half-moon eyes.
At the same time, his thoughts flowed calmly, and he more or less understood why Gojo Satoru asked him to buy desserts - a very important reason was that he was entrusting him with his last finger.
As the strongest, Gojo Satoru can naturally be aware of his own mental state.
He knew that his last remaining sanity could collapse at any time, so before the final straw that broke the camel's back, he sent Jiang Lai away and let Jiang Lai take and keep the finger.
In Gojo Satoru's heart, at least Jiang Lai is trustworthy and rational, and can properly handle this last finger.
Even though he had left the technical high school and became a curser, Gojo Satoru's heart still remained there.
Jiang Lai lowered his eyes and stroked the extra small box with his fingertips, feeling a little complicated.
At this moment, a loud bang was heard from far away! The ground beneath my feet was shaking, and a dazzling light flashed across the sky in the direction of Kyoto.
Without much thought, Jiang Lai looked over and understood: the battle in Kyoto has begun!
He gathered the matcha glutinous rice balls and the small box into his arms, tapped his feet lightly, and used all his skills to return to Kyoto.
The whistling morning breeze brushed across his cheeks, and Jiang Lai's mind was filled with thoughts flowing quietly.
...Speaking of which, since this world is constructed based on Gojo Satoru's memories and reality, will Gojo Satoru die in this world?
If he died in the fork in the tower in this fantasy world, would his real brain accept this fact and become truly brain dead?
Jiang Lai was nervous for a moment, then he thought of something else.
But then again, since this is based on Gojo Satoru, the character's abilities should also be linked to the impression of Gojo Satoru.
If Gojo Satoru thinks he is invincible, then no one can kill him.
He will continue to revolve in this world where he alone is invincible, and sleep here in increasing madness.
Jiang Lai rode the wind and hurried on his way, and soon arrived in Kyoto after fully activating the technique.
From a distance, he noticed a transparent barrier erected by trees outside the city.
This barrier seems to prevent certain people from entering and exiting, separating the inside and the outside into two extreme worlds.
Jiang Lai thought. It was most likely done by the top management or the regulatory authorities to prevent interference from Gojo Satoru's former colleagues and students.
As an [existence], Jiang Lai never worried about the barrier. He passed through the barrier as if it were nothing.
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All you see is grey ruins and dust, and you can hardly tell that this was once a prosperous modern city.
All you can see are two or three tall buildings standing alone, like a few crooked old trees that occasionally appear in the vast desert, eye-catching, abrupt, desolate and terrifying.
Prior to this, Gojo Satoru and Ryomen Sukuna expanded their domains at the same time.
Because Sukuna is a semi-open territory, the range is beyond the outside of Gojo Satoru's territory, and Gojo Satoru's territory can be attacked from the outside. In addition, Gojo Satoru has spent more time dealing with the matter of Kagome Ken.
In the battle of the domains, Sukuna temporarily gained the upper hand, and the sharp cursed blade suddenly cut towards Gojo Satoru!
The skilled reversal technique was able to heal the wound, and Gojo Satoru activated the simple field to neutralize the sure-hit effect of the Demon-Subduing Chef and recover from his fatal wound.
Ryomen Sukuna snorted and laughed, launching a series of intensive attacks!
Gojo Satoru and Ryomen Sukuna fought back and forth several times, then stepped back and stood on the ruins of the wall.
The white-haired man's cheeks were covered with blood marks from being cut by Sukuna's cursed blade, but his expression was quite proud, and his six eyes shone brightly and dazzlingly, and he did not look at all like he was at a disadvantage for the time being.
"Is that all you can do?" Ryoumen Sukuna stood in his own territory and saw that the person on the other side did not use the reversal technique again, so he sneered, "How boring."
"Ha. Or maybe I should say this to you." Gojo Satoru raised the corners of his lips and smiled. His glass-like eyes were clear and calm under his raised pure white eyelashes.
During these battles, Gojo Satoru had already discovered that Ryoumen Sukuna itself was not the center of the Demon-Subduing Chef, but the towering shrine was.
He did not use the reversal technique to heal his body, but used it to melt the technique. At this moment, he raised one hand and aimed at the Curse King in front of him——
A burst of absolute repulsive force [赫] blasted out like lightning, directly blasting Ryoumen Sukuna, who had not yet reacted, into the shrine within the area!
The shockwaves from the collision of the huge cursed powers swept across the entire place. Gojo Satoru smiled brilliantly but his eyes were cold.
He turned his hand to the side and launched another attack at the shadow next to him!
A brown-haired figure flashed out from there, and the young man with droopy eyes dodged the attack in a slightly wolfish manner, and then smiled, "Oh, why are you still so irritable, Gojo-senpai? I just came over."
——It was Yuukawa Kurita, a member of the Supervisory Committee who was killed and reborn in the forked world.
In this world, he not only killed Haibara Yu, but also tricked Gojo Satoru.
Gojo Satoru looked at him with cold eyes. He had no intention of listening to what this guy said. Hatred for the regulatory board and Yuukawa personally spread to his heart. He aimed at the opponent and gathered his cursed energy again.
Even if it is not possible to actually kill Yuikawa Kuritai, crushing his bones and scattering his ashes would be enough to make this guy disappear for a while.
"Are you going to give me temporary peace and a false free death, just like you did to Senior Geto?"
Yuikawa Kuritai still had a shy smile on her face, but the last words she uttered struck home.
"We were all listening there. It's really touching. You killed your best friend again with such an excuse. If you treat everyone equally, how about targeting other people in the high school next time?"
"I don't know whether you kill faster or we move faster..."
“Bang—!”
The impact of the cursed energy suddenly annihilated the standing brown-haired young man, and shattered him before he could finish speaking. The falling attack smashed a huge hole in the ground!
"..." Gojo Satoru had a blank expression on his face, but his blue eyes were flashing with dazzling emotions.
His mind, which had been somewhat stable, began to waver again, swaying his destructive mood.
The strongest invincibility is ultimately the invincibility of one person, and it cannot protect all the people you care about.
He only has the power to make decisions in advance.
Compared to being controlled by the regulators and becoming a puppet, death seems to be a real freedom... Should I kill, should I take action, should I give liberation?
On the other side, Ryomen Sukuna recovered from the [He] attack. He held the back of his head with one hand, sighed lightly, and stepped onto the ruins in front of him. The ground under his feet disintegrated like spider silk.
He noticed the unstable mood of the white-haired man in front of him, his eyebrows raised, and his expression seemed to contain some mockery.
"There's still time to think about other things during the battle..."
Ryomen Sukuna had no intention of waiting for the other party to calm down. While Gojo Satoru had not yet opened his domain again, he raised his hand and swung out the sharp cursed blade, slashing across the air!
However, the cursed blade did not hit its target. It scraped against some hard barrier with a harsh sound, and hit the ground sideways, creating a pile of rubble!
Ryoumen Sukuna narrowed his scarlet eyes. He keenly perceived that what was blocking him was not No Limits, but another sudden and huge cursed power.
"It was really lively at the scene. I felt like I missed a lot."
A gentle voice sounded, but that gentleness concealed an invisible sharpness. With such powerful strength, no one would underestimate the newcomer.
Ryoumen Sukuna slightly switched from attack to defense, and cast a scrutinizing gaze on the man.
Gojo Satoru turned his head to the side, and when he turned around, a navy blue sleeve covered his face and wiped it half roughly and half gently.
Because such actions did not have offensive meaning, his lack of bottom line did not hinder him.
“……?!” Gojo Satoru was stunned for a moment, and his chaotic and tangled thoughts went blank for a moment.
"Why didn't you use the reversal technique? Your face is covered in blood. I'll wipe it off for you." Jiang Lai calmly put away his sleeves and looked at Gojo Satoru in front of him. He suddenly smiled and said, "Ah, your face is covered in blood."
Amid the other person's laughter, Gojo Satoru came back to his senses, and for a moment he didn't know how to continue the crazy emotion that had just been interrupted.
His reasoning returned a little, and he calmed his turbulent emotions and cursed energy, using the reversal technique to heal the crisscrossing cuts on his face.
It was the time when the sun was rising. The golden-red light in the sky gradually expanded, lighting up the layers of clouds, and even the people on the ground were coated with a layer of light.
The black-haired young man's eyes were extremely calm. Brown is the most stable color of the earth, pulling back the strongest man whose reason was suspended in mid-air.
Gojo Satoru wanted to say something, but before he could, the navy blue figure in front of him stretched out his other hand and handed the box to him.
"Here, the matcha glutinous rice balls you wanted."