The battlefield was no longer recognizable.
The entire industrial district had been reduced to rubble.
Factories had collapsed.
Highways were shattered.
Dust covered the sky like a storm cloud.
At the center of the destruction—
Two figures still stood.
Satoru Gojo
and
Toji Fushiguro.
But now the difference between them was clear.
Gojo was breathing heavily.
Small cuts covered his body.
His clothes were torn from the brutal fight.
Across from him—
Toji stood like a predator ready to finish the hunt.
The Sorcerer Killer Dominates
Toji dashed forward again.
His speed was still monstrous.
Gojo tried to react—
But Toji's fist slammed into his stomach.
BOOM!
The impact sent Gojo flying through the ruins of a factory wall.
Metal and concrete exploded everywhere.
Gojo crashed across the ground before finally stopping.
Blood ran down from his mouth.
He slowly stood up again.
"…Damn."
Instinct Wins
Gojo raised his hands again.
Infinity still surrounded him.
But Toji had already adapted.
Every attack now came from impossible angles.
Blind spots.
Perfect timing.
Perfect precision.
Toji rushed forward once more.
His blade flashed toward Gojo's neck.
Infinity slowed the blade—
But Toji's physical strength pushed harder than before.
The distance between the blade and Gojo's throat became smaller.
Closer.
Closer.
Gojo's eyes widened.
"…This guy…"
Sukuna Watches Closely
From the top of a ruined skyscraper—
Ryomen Sukuna watched with deep interest.
His grin slowly widened.
"Unbelievable."
"Toji Fushiguro…"
"You're actually about to kill the strongest sorcerer."
Sukuna leaned forward slightly.
The moment he had been waiting for was approaching.
Gojo Falls
Toji suddenly changed direction.
Instead of the blade—
He delivered a brutal kick directly to Gojo's chest.
The impact shattered the ground beneath them.
Gojo crashed onto the cracked concrete.
His body slid across the battlefield.
For the first time—
Gojo struggled to stand.
Blood dripped from his mouth.
His breathing had become heavier.
Toji walked slowly toward him.
Step.
Step.
Step.
Every step sounded like a death sentence.
The Final Moment
Toji stopped directly in front of Gojo.
His blade rose slowly.
The wind moved through the ruined battlefield.
Gojo looked up at him.
For a brief second—
Neither spoke.
Then Gojo laughed quietly.
"So this is how it ends?"
Toji's expression remained cold.
"You fought well."
The blade lifted higher.
Ready for the killing strike.
A Sudden Laughter
Just as the blade began descending—
A loud laugh echoed across the battlefield.
"HAHAHAHAHAHA!"
Both fighters froze.
The voice was familiar.
Dangerous.
Slowly—
They turned their heads.
Standing atop the ruins nearby—
Smiling like a demon—
Was Ryomen Sukuna.
His eyes shined with amusement.
"Well well…"
"This is even better than I expected."
The King of Curses had finally decided to enter the battlefield. ⚡