The cracked wheel trembled above its master.
A metallic fracture echoed across the ruined city.
Kneeling, its massive frame damaged—
Mahoraga tried to rise.
The wheel attempted one more rotation.
Click—
It stuttered.
Across from it—
Barely able to stand—
Toji Fushiguro tightened both hands around his blade.
Blood poured from dozens of wounds.
His vision blurred.
But his mind was sharper than ever.
Behind them—
Cursed energy surged violently.
Ryomen Sukuna watched silently.
No smile.
No mockery.
Only calculation.
The Final Rotation
Mahoraga forced itself forward.
Its blade swung with devastating force.
Toji didn't dodge fully.
He stepped inside the arc—
Letting the edge tear through his side—
And entered the rotation window.
The wheel began turning again.
Click—
That fraction of recalculation.
That incomplete adaptation.
That gap.
Toji moved.
Not fast.
Not flashy.
Perfectly timed.
He leapt upward—
Twisting mid-air—
And drove his blade directly into the cracked center of the wheel.
For a split second—
Everything stopped.
Then—
CRACK.
The wheel shattered into fragments.
Collapse of Evolution
A shockwave exploded outward.
Mahoraga roared—
Not in rage.
But in distortion.
Without the wheel—
There was no adaptation.
Without adaptation—
There was no evolution.
Cracks spread across its entire body.
Divine armor fractured.
Its massive blade fell from its hand.
Toji landed heavily, barely remaining upright.
Mahoraga tried to regenerate—
But the system had been destroyed at its core.
Its form began disintegrating into cursed particles.
Before it vanished—
It looked at Toji one final time.
Then it collapsed into dust.
Silence consumed the battlefield.
The King Steps Forward
Wind blew through empty ruins.
Mahoraga was gone.
The Divine General defeated.
Toji stood alone in the center of devastation.
Breathing ragged.
Body near collapse.
Sukuna finally stepped forward.
Slow.
Deliberate.
"You destroyed adaptation itself."
His voice was calm.
But colder than before.
Toji didn't answer.
He could barely lift his blade now.
Sukuna looked at the shattered remains of the wheel scattered across the ground.
"Interesting."
His cursed energy began rising—darker than it had ever been.
"You forced me to fight personally."
The air grew heavy again.
Toji exhaled slowly.
He had won the three-day battle.
But the real war was standing right in front of him.
Sukuna's eyes glowed faintly.
"No more experiments."
Cursed energy spiraled violently around him.
"This time…"
"I will kill you myself."
Mahoraga had fallen.
Evolution had been shattered.
And now—
It was King versus anomaly.
No distractions.
No summons.
Only death.