The elevator descended from the 12th floor to the 1st floor.
The lobby of the luxury apartment was eerily empty at this moment. Generally, there would be someone at the reception to greet residents and a 24-hour security guard at the door, but now, there was not a single person.
The moment Renji stepped out of the elevator, the Cursed Energy on his body instantly exploded outward. Terrifying Cursed Energy poured out continuously, causing an extremely strong pressure to permeate the entire space.
The next second.
"Tokyo Jujutsu High second-year student Okkotsu Renji. As expected of a Special Grade Sorcerer, you were able to find us." A raspy voice slowly echoed from the darkness.
Two people slowly walked out of the darkness. One was a bald, muscular man with a bare upper body, and the other was a figure wearing clothes similar to a spacesuit, making it impossible to discern their gender.
Both of them emitted Cursed Energy at the level of a First-Grade Sorcerer. It seemed they were here to kill the Star Plasma Vessel. However, their methods of concealing Cursed Energy were quite mediocre. While eating on the 12th floor, Renji had already sensed their presence when they stepped within ten meters of the apartment, which was why he came downstairs to take out the trash.
"I don't have time to exchange pleasantries with you." Renji left an afterimage where he stood.
Buzz!
"Don't move!"
From beneath the spacesuit, a voice suddenly rang out.
[Ding! Copy activated! Host obtained Cursed Technique: Cursed Speech (3/3)!]
Renji, who had already appeared behind the bald man and was about to strike with Murasamemaru, was halted for two seconds by an extremely strong force.
Boom!
The bald man's punch landed on Renji, who barely felt a thing, but the solid force still sent him flying out of the building, only barely coming to a stop when he hit a stone monument in a plaza outside.
A bit strange...
"A Cursed Speech User, huh. But restricting an opponent comes at a price. Your Cursed Energy and mine are not on the same level, your throat should be ruined by now."
Renji brushed the dust off his body. This school uniform was custom-made to his liking, and it would be a bit of a hassle if it got dirty.
The smoke cleared.
The Cursed Speech User was kneeling on the ground, two large hands wrapped in the spacesuit clutching their throat tightly. The circular space helmet was already stained red with blood. Their body shook violently as the blood from their throat began to clog their windpipe.
"Your opponent is me!"
The shirtless bald man instantly appeared on Renji's left, but his punch hit nothing but air.
Then before the bald man could even react, Renji had already calmly dropped his fist onto the man's back but...
Boom!
Renji was sent flying backward again.
This time, he saw it clearly.
Even though this bald man's speed and power were far from enough to force him back, he could always counterattack in an instant that even a Special Grade Sorcerer couldn't react to. His Cursed Technique was one that could instantly capture the opponent's attack and return it exactly as it was.
In that case...
"Go jump off a building."
The unique markings of Cursed Speech user appeared around Renji's mouth.
[Ding! Host activated Cursed Technique: Cursed Speech (2/3)]
"What? What is this! No! Why is my body running so fast! Damn it! Stop, you damn legs!"
The bald man's body refused to obey and quickly ran toward the building, took the elevator, and soon arrived at the 24th-floor rooftop, then jumped off without the slightest hesitation.
Boom!!!
Blood permeated the flagstones.
A mess of a Curse User lay quietly on the ground, seemingly dead.
"Waste of time."
Renji summoned Shiromuku, who devoured the corpses of the two First-Grade Sorcerers.
Then, Renji looked into the distance. He could feel other Curse Users watching from that direction. After all, he was a Special Grade whose fame had been rising in the Jujutsu World recently. 80% of the Curse Users came here because they wanted to see Renji, while the remaining 20% were Curse Users who had learned of the Star Plasma Vessel's location through special channels to carry out an assassination.
Inside the forest.
A man wearing a black mask over his head pulled his gaze back from Renji's direction, then gulped and said, "Big brother, Nekokura died after saying one Cursed Speech command, and Kojiro jumped off a building for no reason. Should we... should we still test him?"
Beside him was a one-eyed man carrying a long staff.
The one-eyed man gasped. "Test what? It's hopeless. We can only wait for the people from the Curse User organization Q to arrive. Solo players like us won't be able to get the bounty for the Star Plasma Vessel."
"But big brother, can't we just take her out when that Star Plasma Vessel goes out alone?"
Slap!
A slap landed on the back of the masked man's head.
"Are you stupid? That's a Special Grade Sorcerer. He sensed Nekokura and Kojiro before they even got on the elevator. Didn't you see him look over here just now? He's already sensed our presence."
"Oh... you have a point."
"What this one-eyed fellow says makes sense."
"Indeed, this man is right."
"Hehehe, this old lady also thinks this young man is right."
"This lady thinks so as well."
The masked man asked, "Big brother, since when did our team have so many people?"
The one-eyed man looked around in shock as more than one Curse User quietly stepped out of the bushes.
The next second, a white figure appeared above everyone's heads.
"You're all here. Time's just about up."
The person who had arrived was none other than Renji, who was smiling like a demon at the seven or eight Curse Users in front of him.
"Not good! Quick..."
Before the word 'run' could leave the elderly Curse User's mouth, her head was instantly crushed by Shiromuku.
Boom!
"Kill them all, leave no survivors... No, leave that one-eyed man, kill the rest." Renji spoke indifferently.
His purpose for leaving the one-eyed man alive was simple. He had heard that this fellow was quite rational during their discussion. Through his publicity, he could avoid many miscellaneous Curse Users coming to cause trouble.
On the spot, the one-eyed man watched his Curse User colleagues' heads being crushed one by one by that Cursed Spirit. His legs couldn't help but shake, and his pants were soaked in a large patch from the fright.
42 seconds later, Shiromuku returned to Renji's body.
"Don't be afraid, I'm not a bad person. I'm sparing your life. You know what that means, right?"
Renji smiled, but in the one-eyed man's slightly cloudy single eye, that smile looked like the face of a demon.
The one-eyed man froze for a second, then immediately nodded frantically. "I know! I'll warn my other colleagues! No! Other Curse Users! I'm never being a Curse User again! I'm going home, I'm going to be a fisherman!"
(End of Chapter)
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