Satoru should... be able to win.
It always felt like winning in this world was cursed.
After carefully analyzing the situation, Eichi felt that Satoru could handle the current situation.
What was more, he still had his best friend, Suguru, with him.
The current Suguru was not the Suguru who originally had only a few Special Grade Cursed Spirits.
Instead, he was the Suguru Pro Max version, strengthened to the extreme.
But what if Kenjaku and Tomie had colluded?
Just now, news had also come from the Families responsible for guarding Sukuna's finger seals.
Some of Sukuna's fingers had been stolen.
And not just from one location.
In Eichi's opinion, Tomie could not possibly know the locations of so many of Sukuna's fingers.
In the current Jujutsu world, only Tengen and Kenjaku could know the locations of so many of Sukuna's fingers.
Thinking of this, Eichi made a call.
At the same time, he also prepared to provide support at any moment... In a huge gymnasium, more than a hundred Tomies were vigilantly watching each other.
But none of them were in a hurry to make a move.
Each Tomie was accompanied by two bodyguards.
Time slowly passed in silence.
Until the last Tomie arrived.
At this moment, except for the three Tomies chosen by lot to carry out important missions, all the remaining Tomies were gathered here.
"It seems everyone has arrived."
The last Tomie to arrive looked at everyone in the arena with a cruel smile.
"Then let this feast begin, hahahaha!"
The last Tomie raised her hands high, and a demonic, crazed laugh echoed throughout the entire gymnasium.
Whoosh, click, crackle... The sounds of swords being drawn, bullets being loaded, and Cursed Techniques being activated... Everyone in the gymnasium, except for the Tomies, moved.
Bang, bang, bang.
A bodyguard from a violent gang seized the opportunity to shoot and kill two people not far away.
Then he pointed his pistol at the Tomie behind the two people they were protecting.
"Die! You fake!"
The man pulled the trigger excitedly.
He wanted to kill all his enemies and secure victory for his "Tomie."
Bang, bang, bang, bang, bang.
His endlessly swelling desire made him lose his mind, and he emptied the magazine directly into another Tomie.
He succeeded, and he failed.
He succeeded because he killed the Tomie opposite him.
He failed because after emptying the magazine, he was also killed by the bodyguards of other Tomies.
Including the Tomie "who belonged to him" behind him.
Just like that, inside the gymnasium covered by the veil, hundreds of bodyguards, whose desires had been inflated to the extreme, engaged in the most frenzied struggle for their Tomies.
The massive amount of Cursed Energy transformed from desire surged within the gymnasium.
The Tomies did not make a move.
In Tomie's heart, she was the most beautiful existence.
Killing, such a barbaric and ugly method, did not belong to her beautiful self.
They merely watched quietly as everyone in the arena frantically killed each other for them.
They even calmly allowed themselves to be cruelly killed by others.
This was the outcome they had agreed upon long ago.
Today, in this gymnasium, only one Tomie could leave alive.
Over the past half month, after experiencing dozens of battles, large and small, and even several encounters with Special Grade Cursed Spirits, Tomie realized her talent, and also realized that she did not have the time to fully bring out that talent.
After fully realizing that a fragmented self could not defeat and control a Special Grade Cursed Spirit, the Tomies made a decision.
To let these selves, which had split and proliferated from a single entity, return to one again.
This way, she would possess Cursed Energy beyond that of an ordinary Special Grade Jujutsu Sorcerer.
And her soul strength and Technique strength would both be greatly enhanced.
Then, when facing a Special Grade Cursed Spirit again, she would not repeatedly make a fool of herself like before.
"Tsk."
A Tomie looked unhappily at the man in front of her who, after beheading her, continued to swing his sword.
Then, a huge amount of Cursed Energy emerged from her broken body and flew toward the top of the gymnasium.
There, a terrifying mass of Cursed Energy, formed from the Cursed Energy of hundreds of people in the arena and infused with a large amount of Tomie's own Cursed Energy, was constantly changing.
"Well done."
The last Tomie looked with satisfaction at the Curse User with a frenzied expression in front of her.
She was also one of the earliest Tomies.
And she was fortunate enough to encounter a Curse User who was not weak and was obsessed with beauty.
Tomie even managed to curse and control a Grade 1 Jujutsu Sorcerer with the help of this Curse User.
She had taken control of a Grade 1 Jujutsu Sorcerer not long after the start.
This could be said to be the most dreamlike opening among all the Tomies.
In this battle, she also laughed last, thanks to the two Grade 1 Jujutsu Sorcerers she controlled.
The Jujutsu Sorcerer felt Tomie's hand gently caress his face, and excitedly wanted to grab it.
The next second, an attack pierced his heart.
That was the other Grade 1 Jujutsu Sorcerer controlled by this Tomie.
"Tomie... is... mine..."
Before he could finish speaking, the Jujutsu Sorcerer, who had exhausted the last of his strength, lost his life.
Thud.
With the sound of the corpse falling, only one person remained in the arena.
"Let's begin."
Tomie raised her hands high, reaching toward the pulsing mass of Cursed Energy above the gymnasium that resembled a heart.
Tentacles of Cursed Energy carefully wrapped around Tomie's body, drawing her into the mass of Cursed Energy.
Thump-thump, thump-thump.
As the final Tomie, the victor, merged into the mass of Cursed Energy, the Cursed Energy mass formed from countless strands of Cursed Energy and Cursed Spirits gradually transformed into a heart-like sphere.
Only a faint heartbeat proved that this thing was still alive.
A Cursed Womb, nurturing a terrifying existence, had now taken shape.
Not far from the gymnasium, Kenjaku, Uraume, and two Tomies were intently watching everything happening inside.
Especially Kenjaku.
The joy in his eyes was almost impossible to suppress.
That Cursed Womb, containing terrifying Cursed Energy, was so similar to the goal he pursued.
Although its scale was far, far smaller than the billion-person Special Grade Cursed Spirit he sought.
After all, the Cursed Energy absorbed by these hundred-plus Tomies had only come from about a thousand people.
Compared to Kenjaku's ultimate goal of a billion people, that number was nearly 100,000 times smaller.
And the chaotic radiance was far less brilliant than he had imagined.
But none of this mattered. As an attempt toward the ultimate goal, Tomie's performance made him very satisfied.
'The method is still too crude.'
A trace of regret flashed through Kenjaku's eyes.
But it did not matter.
The way of exploration would always be full of all kinds of imperfections.
It could be optimized in subsequent experiments.
Thinking of this, Kenjaku's gaze quietly swept over the two Tomies beside him.
Kenjaku had secretly deployed forces to track Tomie's whereabouts as thoroughly as possible.
Therefore, he knew that three Tomies had not participated in this fusion.
Two of them were beside him.
As for the remaining one... he only knew the approximate location, and his subordinates were still investigating the exact details.
'Are they playing some little tricks?'
Kenjaku knew that Tomie was a smart person and would not completely trust him.
So it was normal for her to leave herself a fallback.
And he was confident that he could cut off that fallback.
"It's time for the next step."
Kenjaku, full of confidence, turned to Tomie and said.
"Naturally."
(To be continued.)
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