"Has the fighting already started over there?"
Geto watched the east gate, which was already embroiled in fierce combat, and rose to walk to the front of the formation.
For a moment, all the Jujutsu Sorcerers at the south gate turned their gaze towards Geto.
The recent release of the cursed tool had allowed many of them to witness the power of a "Special Grade" for the first time.
Thus, they eagerly anticipated Geto's move.
Geto did not disappoint them.
A dark space appeared behind Geto, and one powerful Cursed Spirit after another emerged from it.
"This… how many Cursed Spirits are there?"
A Jujutsu Sorcerer stared in shock at the Cursed Spirits continuously pouring out of the dark space.
"At least 10,000, and the number is still increasing."
A Jujutsu Sorcerer with better eyesight beside him replied.
"Hey, that Cursed Spirit, is it a Special Grade?!"
"That Cursed Spirit over there is also a Special Grade!"
The appearance of several Special Grade Cursed Spirits—Rainbow Dragon, Bone Woman, Taotie, demons…—pushed the Jujutsu Sorcerers' admiration to its peak.
Excluding a few Cursed Spirits reserved as trump cards, such as Yamata no Orochi, Geto released almost 20,000 Cursed Spirits he had subdued over the years.
"Go."
Geto's tone was calm.
The next moment, countless Cursed Spirits began to clash.
"Everyone, prepare for battle!"
Behind Geto, Tsuchimiya Utata, the commander of the southern gate forces, shouted loudly.
At this moment, all of Geto's Cursed Spirits were clashing with Tamamo-no-Mae's Cursed Spirit army.
Those Cursed Spirits still attacking the south gate position were naturally the enemies.
To the west of the Sendai Barrier, Gojo Satoru stood before the west gate.
"Wow, what a big crater. I can do something like that too, honestly."
Gojo Satoru's tone held a hint of grievance.
It was clear he also wanted to be the one to fire the first shot of the war.
Looking at the Cursed Spirits surging like a tide before him, Gojo Satoru unhurriedly performed a few stretches.
"Let's say hello first."
Gojo Satoru spread his hands, then brought them together again to form a peculiar hand seal.
"Cursed Technique Reversal: Blue."
A blue glow appeared to Gojo Satoru's left.
"Cursed Technique Reversal: Red."
A red glow appeared to Gojo Satoru's right.
The red and blue spheres gradually overlapped, and an imaginary mass began to form.
A purple sphere, constantly emitting lightning and distorting space, materialized before Gojo Satoru.
"Imaginary Technique: Purple."
Gojo Satoru flicked his right index finger, and the purple sphere, radiating immense Cursed Energy fluctuations, shot towards the Cursed Spirits.
The terrifying energy wave, capable of slicing through space, utterly annihilated countless Cursed Spirits in its path.
Wherever Purple passed, the ground looked as if it had been plowed, leaving a massive scar dozens of meters wide and several kilometers long.
Such a shocking sight also greatly boosted the morale of the Jujutsu Sorcerers guarding the west gate.
"Warm-up over."
Gojo Satoru took off his sunglasses.
"Now it's cleanup time."
The next moment, Gojo Satoru vanished from the west gate.
When he reappeared, Gojo Satoru had already teleported above countless Cursed Spirits.
"Cursed Technique Reversal: Red."
A huge repulsive force crushed all the surrounding Cursed Spirits.
"Area cleared. Next…"
Gojo Satoru's Six Eyes swept across the battlefield.
"Gojo Satoru's special service, Limitless-brand sky-blue vacuum cleaner is here!"
Gojo Satoru condensed a Blue in his right hand and then threw it.
Blue did not fly far like a cannonball; instead, it stopped twenty to thirty meters from Gojo Satoru, then continued to expand.
Then Gojo Satoru continuously waved his hands.
Blue, like a meteor hammer or a vacuum cleaner, continuously sucked up the "trash" on the ground.
Soon, the surrounding Cursed Spirits were swept away by Gojo Satoru.
"Let me see where else there's trash."
Gojo Satoru crouched like Sun Wukong on the dissipating half-body of a large Cursed Spirit, his right hand shielding his eyes, constantly searching for prey that interested him.
Suddenly, a cyan arrow stopped at the back of Gojo Satoru's heart.
"Hm?"
Gojo Satoru looked behind him in confusion.
"Is this a cursed tool?"
Reaching out to pick up the arrow, Gojo Satoru held it before his eyes, examining it carefully.
The next second, several more arrows stopped behind Gojo Satoru.
"You're really annoying."
Gojo Satoru looked impatiently at the Ootengu continuously drawing and shooting arrows in the sky.
His gaze was like that of someone looking at an irritating fly.
Suddenly, the corners of Gojo Satoru's mouth curved upwards, revealing a slightly mischievous smile.
"I'll play with you. Cursed Technique Reversal: Red."
Crimson light appeared beneath Gojo Satoru's feet.
Gojo Satoru rose, joining his hands above his head.
The next second, an immense repulsive force shot Gojo Satoru forward.
"Gojo Rocket Number One, launch~!"
Gojo Satoru shot towards the Ootengu like an arrow from a bowstring.
The Ootengu, happily shooting with the cursed tool bow and arrows given to it by Tamamo-no-Mae, had just nocked an arrow when it saw a strange, entirely black arrow with white fur flying towards it.
Its peculiar appearance caused the Ootengu's mind to freeze for a moment.
Soon, a fatal sense of crisis pulled the Ootengu back from the enemy whose thought process it couldn't comprehend.
"Here comes the little flying stick~!"
The Ootengu flapped its wings, narrowly dodging the fatal Gojo arrow.
As they passed each other, Gojo Satoru even made a face at the Ootengu.
The Ootengu felt insulted.
Thus, an incredibly fierce (and comical) aerial battle unfolded above the west gate.
At the same time, at the south gate.
Geto was continuously demonstrating his astonishing throat capacity.
Swallowing Cursed Spirit orbs, each larger than a fist.
Beside him, over a dozen Cursed Spirits, controlled by Geto, were pinned to the ground, awaiting absorption.
At this moment, Geto, in the midst of battle, felt like a necromancer.
"I can't eat them all. Kill the Grade 2 ones first."
A troubled expression appeared on Geto's face.
Soon, Geto began to absorb, subdue, and then release Grade 1 Cursed Spirits one by one.
"Hm?"
Geto felt a strange vibration from the ground beneath his feet.
Cockroaches suddenly emerged from the ground.
Geto back-jumped to evade the cockroach attack.
Several Cursed Spirits near Geto, shaped like geckos or lizards, suddenly had their eyes light up.
"Eat."
Geto sensed the thoughts of the Cursed Spirits and then gave the order.
The geckos instantly charged forward, feasting ravenously.
"Earthworm Squirm."
Over a dozen strangely shaped, somewhat human-like flying insects appeared and flew towards Geto.
He reached out and pulled.
The dark space was opened by Geto, and a large hand swung out from within, knocking all these flying insects down.
"Cockroaches? Kuroi Bokusatsu?"
Geto looked with interest at the Special Grade cockroach, Kuroi Bokusatsu, before him.
Kuroi Bokusatsu had not come alone; it had brought several quasi-Special Grade Cursed Spirits and over a dozen ancient powerhouses in incarnated bodies.
"You guys eat."
The Cursed Spirits behind Geto rejoiced at his words, immediately opening their bloodthirsty mouths and biting into the Grade 1 Cursed Spirits they had previously pinned to the ground.
Grade 1 Cursed Spirits could be caught later; for now, Geto was more interested in this Special Grade Cursed Spirit.
For some reason, a chill suddenly rose in the heart of Kuroi Bokusatsu, who held the Rotten Life Blade.
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