End of the Battle

Black shadows filled every corner of the field of vision.

The surrounding scene changes, and the surging shadows take on new shapes. Being in it, there is a feeling of sinking that one cannot control.

The noose narrowed his eyes and searched, and the areas that expanded at the same time canceled each other out. Seeing that he couldn't find the real owner, he could only resist while stimulating.

"If we just wait a little longer, the world will become different."

"I will launch a death migration to allow more people to evolve. As for you, Zenin Kei, I believe you are different."

As if he had nothing to worry about and knew he would win, he began to talk about his plan. It was a plan that was crazy enough to destroy all of humanity.

But Zenin Hui just thought it was ridiculous. The source of Sukuso's confidence, in addition to his own careful planning, seemed to be due to the existence of Sukuna.

Sukuna has already completed his incarnation, so it is impossible to defeat him by awakening Yuji. The King of Curses has appeared again, and it is an existence that thousands of magicians have failed to destroy.

At this time, Zenin Hui felt a little grateful to the successive masters of the Ten Shadows Technique. After all, it was because they had never summoned Mahakala that they gave Nosuke the confidence.

However, more and more blood flowed out of his nasal cavity. After swallowing the blood that was flowing up his throat with great effort, Zenin Kei reappeared above the shadow realm.

The battle in the realm did not last long, and both of them briefly entered the gap between the melting of the spell. Just as they stood firm, a blood-red sharp stab came.

"Teacher from the Zen Academy!" The pink-haired boy rushed over with an anxious look on his face. He ran quickly across the huge crater caused by the explosion.

And behind Yuji Itadori is the enlarged form of the former cursed spirits.

When the hand trembled and supported the shoulder, Zenin Hui felt a sense of trance, and his shoulders relaxed involuntarily.

"It's okay, please leave it to us." Yuji Itadori said hurriedly.

In line with his words, the mechanical pill and the panda also left the scene one after another. The young man straightened his back and stood firmly in front.

Nozomi wiped the blood off his face with his fingertips, maintaining a smile: "What a pity."

As he spoke, the figure in the monk's robes suddenly rose high. He snapped his fingers, and two huge creatures were summoned.

Those were two special-grade cursed spirits recorded in the records, and they brought enough pressure the moment they appeared.

For most sorcerers, being able to remove a first-grade cursed spirit is the limit. When faced with a special-grade cursed spirit, most people don't even have the strength to fight.

But the teenagers showed no fear, and they all began to discuss how to cooperate with each other in a serious manner.

The sound of machinery rubbing against each other was heard, and Zenin Kei took the handkerchief handed to him by Miwa Kasumi and wiped the blood from the corner of his mouth.

When he looked up again, a dashing figure was standing above the pit. Jiujiu Yuki brushed his long hair and smiled: "Do you need any help, everyone?"

Special grade sorcerer, Kujuku Yuki joins the battle.

Zenin Huiyuan was far away from the center of the battlefield, so he also saw Lord Tianyuan walking out of Hongxing Palace.

Compared to the last time they met, Tianyuan looked more like a cursed spirit. After their eyes met, Tianyuan walked over slowly.

"This will only end if the noose is removed," Tian Yuan said.

Amidst the noise of the battle, Zenin Hui looked sideways at the strange-looking "cursed spirit" and said, "No, I think there is a simpler way."

A shadow was cast in the sky, and along with Nue, Megumi Fushiguro and Maki fell down. Not long after, Todou took off his coat and ran over, locking his eyes with Itadori Yuji at first sight.

"brother!"

Hearing this, Zhang Xiang's expression became strange. After using the Red Blood Manipulation Technique without hesitation to block Dong Tang, he showed a contemptuous and provocative expression.

At Maki's signal, Fushiguro Megumi, who had just landed, rushed forward to check on the injured. But before he could summon Enka, a slightly hot hand pressed on his wrist.

"Save your mana." Zenin Kei said simply, and then put a hand on Fushiguro Kei's shoulder, "Stay by my side."

Fushiguro Megumi did not understand the meaning of these words. He first looked anxiously at the battle situation over there. Only after confirming that the special-grade sorcerer Kujuku Yuki was present did he feel relieved.

"Otsukoi-senpai has gone to support Gojo-sensei. Other sorcerers below level one have already left Tokyo. The rest are in relatively safe places." Megumi Fushiguro observed the expressions of the people around him while telling them the known information.

The crow that was delivering the message simultaneously was standing on the treetop not far behind them.

Zenin Hui nodded in response. He folded his arms across his chest. Although his back was straight, his chest rose and fell noticeably due to his disordered breathing.

He no longer paid attention to Tianyuan's meaningful words, and deliberately ignored Fushiguro Megumi's worried look. His green eyes were slightly closed, as if he was taking a rest.

But as long as you reach out and touch it, you can find something wrong, because the temperature of both the forehead and the arm is abnormally high.

It's like being roasted by a high temperature flame at close range.

After closing my eyes, my mind did not become completely dark. Instead, it played some familiar yet unfamiliar scenes like a slide show.

At this critical moment, he seemed to fall asleep.

Lu Shinobi was not in a hurry. He looked at those "memories" like a spectator.

In the old mansion, groups of servants knelt one by one, and the children who were not clustered in the middle were wearing custom-made kimonos with intricate patterns.

There was no expression on his slightly round face, which was as stern as a little adult. But when he heard someone calling him, his green eyes would turn around and widen.

"Mei, don't let up."

"I understand, Master."

The child called Hui changed into more convenient clothes and walked into a dark room full of low-level cursed spirits.

This is special training that stimulates potential when life is threatened.

He was alone, but he was always accompanied by a group of servants. The jade dog he summoned from the shadows was his only friend with whom he could talk.

〖005, can I only stay here forever?〗

〖I don’t like…005, I was really sold to the Zen temple by my father, but are my parents still alive?〗

"I hate Naoya, and he put other things in the food. What will happen if I sneak away?"

The child, who was only eight or nine years old, climbed up the high wall with help. He briefly saw the outside world, but when he returned to that oppressive place, he received news that those innocent servants were punished.

The strict and repressive rules restrained the gifted child. But the "corruption" of the Zenin family could not cultivate a child with a normal mind.

The green eyes opened again, and there seemed to be more people surrounding him.

"Hurry up and release the summons of Mahouro! Otherwise you will die!" Yukichi received the message from Gojo Satoru and shouted hurriedly.

"Tell him to wait for me. I'll be right there. Tell him to trust me—"

Gojo Satoru's voice was a little unsteady, and after he quickly said something, the connection was cut off.

I repeated what I said to Kokichi, but the person who put down his hands insisted on moving forward.

If he believed that Gojo Satoru could solve the problem by himself, he would not have summoned the demon Void Ra in the first place. Zenin Kei searched everywhere. The high school was in a mess, and a huge pit appeared in front of him.

"Kaguya has been controlled by Lord Tengen's barrier, please sit down quickly!" Maki shouted hurriedly, one lens of her glasses was broken.

Perhaps because she was very familiar with Hui, she shouted out without any psychological burden in a hurry.

Although the black-haired young man was standing, his face was extremely pale, and the blood flowing down his jaw was very eye-catching.

The blackness spread, and Zenin Kei controlled the shadows to wrap up the so-called barrier. The black cocoon slowly formed and was then swallowed into the world of shadows.

He looked at Tianyuan's meaningful expression, then coughed and spat out a large mouthful of blood, then smiled.

But this miserable state made this smile permeable.

Yuji Itadori grabbed Zenin Kei's wrist with trembling hands: "That's enough, that's enough."

He repeated it twice, but the person in front of him didn't hear it. The hot skin looked a little abnormal, but what was even more abnormal was the expression on the face.

With a bang, a familiar white-haired figure appeared in front of everyone. Everyone breathed a sigh of relief as if they had found their backbone.

Although Gojo Satoru's body was covered with scars, after the treatment with the reversal technique, they only looked scary.

Gojo Satoru quickly determined the situation here, and then strode over. He grabbed Zenin Kei's shoulders with both hands and said solemnly: "Now, immediately! Remove the summons of Makoro."

Those slightly cloudy green eyes were unfocused, but after a long time he raised his head.

Zenin Kei exhaled, his mouth full of the taste of rust. He reached out and pushed Gojo Satoru's hand away, and stepped over the gravel under his feet with a clear goal.

He walked and stretched out his hands. Fushiguro realized something was wrong and shouted, "Wait! Gojo-sensei! That's not the gesture to release it."

Along with Fushiguro Megumi's voice, there was another similar but different voice: "Eight-gripped Sword God General Makuro."

The somewhat long name was called out accurately, and then the shadows on the ground merged into one, and a huge figure reappeared.

Mohuluo roared, as angry as the last time he appeared. Then, before anyone else could react, he stretched out a hand and lifted up the master in front of him.

Zenin Hui did not dodge, and after being held forcefully, she lowered her head obediently.

"Ahhh! You unreasonable fellow, I really give up on you." 005's voice came with sarcasm as expected, "I will definitely tear you and Sukuna into pieces!"

"Save your energy." The deer ninja whispered back, "Go, eat Tengen and Sukuna together."

The voice stopped strangely, and then asked doubtfully: "How do you know I ate Sukuna?"

Shikata couldn't help wanting to laugh at 005's stupidity, but as soon as he laughed, he ended up pulling at her dirty underwear.

It felt like a quick stab with a knife.

After discovering Mahouro's target, everyone was very surprised. Kujuku Yuki, who reacted the fastest, immediately stepped forward, but the shadows seemed to be able to predict her thoughts and flexibly formed a black barrier.

Just like the expansion of the domain, a large area of ​​black spread out on the ground. It was difficult to even stand in it, let alone rescue.

Gojo Satoru stood in midair, raised his hands and then began to hesitate. With this move, Mahuro would probably disappear, but it would also disappear because its master died.

If you are cautious, you will lose the initiative.

The black shadow was like a gaping mouth, swallowing up the defenseless Tian Yuan.

To solve the problem, we must solve it from the root.

The figure of Mohu Luo seemed to be melting, blending into the shadows bit by bit. But it seemed to be able to think, and slowly turned its head to look at everyone.

The shadow turned into mud, swallowing up the huge body of Moxu Luo, along with the person he still held tightly in his hand.

Gojo Satoru stepped forward quickly, half-knelt down, and reached out to grab the hand, but no matter how hard he tried, he couldn't get the person out.

The mud was still expanding, dragging along the surrounding rubble and damaged buildings, but people standing on it had no other impact except being unable to move.

But because he couldn't move, he could only watch this anxious scene without being able to help. Yuji Itadori used his hands and feet, but he only moved forward a little.

Megumi Fushiguro was the only one who walked on flat ground, but the ground looked very soft, so he stumbled over.

He remembered what Zenin Kei whispered in his ear: "If anything unexpected happens, I'll leave it to you."

So after approaching, he looked at the face with closed eyes and clasped his hands together: "The domain is unfolded - the Chimeric Dark Courtyard!"

Forcibly opening the domain had no effect. Gojo Satoru looked at the sweat dripping down the forehead of the person next to him and slowly raised his head.

He loosened his hand and let the man fall down slowly.

Just as he came into this world quietly, I always feel that Zenin Kei should leave quietly and without a trace.

But the hand that just loosened was held tightly by another pair of hands. Fushiguro Megumi met those blue eyes and said: "No, even if Miss Glass is not here, there is still Marika."

It was Zenin Keisuke who helped him tame Marika, and Fushiguro Kei felt that Marika's existence was for this moment.

The black shadow began to surge again, and then turned into the phantom of the jade dog. It pushed against Fushiguro Megumi's hand, again and again.

The black shadow had already submerged Zenin Kei's neck and was about to cover his mouth and nose. Fushiguro Kei vaguely understood something, and he lowered his head deeply, and then he understood the meaning of Gojo Satoru's expression.

"Is there really no way?"

The strongest Six Eyes did not answer, but his silence confirmed everything.

The black top of her head was also swallowed up, and as she watched the ground gradually return to normal, Megumi Fushiguro looked at her empty hands.

"Fushiguro!" Yuji Itadori finally managed to walk over. He looked anxiously, but there was nothing left there.

"Zen temple...where is the teacher?"

Gojo Satoru stood up, he said "huh", and put one hand on Fushiguro Megumi's head: "Maybe - I'm sorry."

The atmosphere was very heavy for a moment. Everyone seemed to have tacitly thought of the same point, but no one raised it directly.

Tokyo was in ruins, but it returned to normal after the sorcerer cleared out the low-level cursed spirits.