"Oh? A scrawny old man."
"Seeing President Zetsu himself arrive, and you don't even stand up to show respect?"
Half-naked, with sunken eye sockets and the frail look of age—crane-like bones and frost-white beard—yet his entire body radiated the oppressive aura unique to a special-grade sorcerer.
Since entering the Sendai barrier, any living thing that dared approach Dhruv had long since turned into piles of bleached bones.
But as he stared at the man and the spirit before him…
This was someone who, in the war-torn era, could seize an entire island single-handedly.
And yet, in his heart, an emotion not felt for a thousand years arose.
Fear.
"Who… are you people?!" Dhruv spoke in a low voice, a faint tremor hidden within.
Not far away—
Two shikigami, each dozens of meters tall and possessing independent domains, charged toward Dhruv. These were his unique constructs, sent out to efficiently slaughter ordinary humans for points.
"Mm." White Zetsu didn't stop them. Stroking his chin, he shook his head.
"This thing's meat is too tough. President Zetsu doesn't like it."
"Let's just kill it directly."
Dhruv ignored White Zetsu, staring only at the indifferent figure slowly approaching.
Those blood-red eyes—each step felt like it was crushing his heart.
The shikigami were within range!
Dhruv didn't speak again. His terrifying cursed energy surged instantly!
His shikigami, synchronized with him, expanded their domains at the same time!
"Domain Expansion: Triple—"
BOOM! BOOM! BOOM!!!
Three consecutive explosions rang out!
Ding! Congratulations to player Zenin Mirai for obtaining 5 game points.
The massive shikigami burst into a rain of blood, and Dhruv himself scattered with the wind across all of Sendai.
"I actually didn't plan on killing him," Mirai murmured softly, looking at the bloodstains on the ground.
Hearing this, White Zetsu shot him a disdainful look. "You really are like that bunch of—cold-blooded—"
BOOM!
Half of White Zetsu's body exploded as he was blasted out of a building.
Walking down the empty street,
White Zetsu trudged beside Mirai with his head drooping, looking like a child who had suffered great injustice.
Across the street—
A black cloud formed from countless cockroaches: the special-grade cursed spirit Kurourushi.
A man with a uniquely styled pompadour, obsessed with fighting the strong: Ryu Ishigori.
And a pink-haired, black-eyed, barefoot female sorcerer floating midair: Uro Takako.
The moment they sensed Dhruv's shikigami vanish, the two humans and one spirit instinctively gathered together.
Not allies. Not friends.
Just the weak huddling together for warmth—pure instinct driving them.
Ignoring Kurourushi's cursed spirit form, Mirai raised his eyes toward the two humans.
"Submit, and live. Resist, and die."
That was what he hadn't said to Dhruv earlier.
If there was blame, it lay in that man's excessive caution.
He lacked just a bit of trust between people.
The swarm surged like a tidal wave!
Kurourushi pulled out a special weapon from its gnashing maw—
A cursed tool carrying countless infectious pathogens: Festering Life Blade!
Mirai's indifference didn't even give it the chance to choose.
Enraged, Kurourushi unleashed its full power instantly!
Surging cursed energy stirred a storm of black, dragon-like winds!
In a hoarse voice, it chanted its terrifying technique:
"Earthworm Infestation!"
"Wait—I'll take this one!"
Before Mirai could act, White Zetsu lunged forward!
Finally finding an outlet for his frustration, the aggrieved White Zetsu became wildly excited!
"Little bug, taste Grandpa Jue's power!"
He hastily expanded his domain, afraid Mirai would steal the kill.
The black domain shell enveloped Kurourushi perfectly, without affecting the others nearby.
"Granite Blast!!!"
A trace of fear still lingered on Ryu Ishigori's face, yet his eyes burned with extreme madness.
The opponent hadn't used any technique, nor released any cursed energy—
Yet merely standing there, his overwhelming presence nearly crushed him.
He longed to be fulfilled by battle, to leave no regrets!
Ishigori feared that under Mirai's gaze, he might slowly choose submission.
Unwilling to become someone else's subordinate, he struck first!
The pompadour atop his head glowed with terrifying cursed energy!
Both palms raised, gathering equally destructive power!
His technique: Cursed Energy Discharge—
A rare type that could unleash attacks of equal strength even without formal activation!
BOOM!!!
Three devastating blasts—enough to obliterate a small city—rushed toward Mirai!
A nuclear-like explosion bloomed over Sendai!
Everything in its path—every building along the street—was reduced to dust!
Smoke and debris filled the air.
Uro looked ahead anxiously, her voice trembling with fear:
"W-What happened…?!"
Moments passed.
No response.
Her uneasy gaze shifted toward Ishigori—
And she froze.
Thud.
The man once invincible in the Mutsu region 400 years ago—
The so-called human cannon—
Now stood as nothing more than a headless corpse.
Warm blood flowed slowly from his neck onto the dust-covered ground.
Uro stared at the fallen body, cold sweat sliding down her face.
Her heart pounded violently, terror reaching its peak.
Then, once more, that indifferent voice sounded beside her—
Like a divine decree:
"Live… or die?"
At the same time—
"Finally, you've shown yourself."
Tokyo, restricted high-level zone.
From a hidden spatial rift, Kenjaku, clad in a monk's robe, stepped into the present world.
Only after confirming Yuta's departure—
And confirming that Zenin Mirai and the strange cursed spirit called White Zetsu had appeared in the Sendai barrier—
Did Kenjaku finally reveal himself without hesitation.
Hundreds of years…
Tengen, the Six Eyes, and the Star Plasma Vessel—
These three are bound tightly together by fate.
Centuries ago, Kenjaku had already set his sights on Tengen.
To promote Tengen's evolution, he repeatedly assassinated Six Eyes users and Star Plasma Vessels.
But it was all useless.
Either he was defeated by a Six Eyes sorcerer, or the slain Star Plasma Vessel would inevitably appear again at the necessary time for Tengen.
Until—
Toji Zenin appeared.
A tyrant who existed outside causality, who cast aside everything.
At the Tombs of the Star Corridor, he killed Riko Amanai.
At that moment, the causal bond among the three was completely broken.
The Star Plasma Vessel died.
Tengen began evolving toward a cursed spirit…
And in the present world, Suguru Geto appeared—a boy capable of manipulating cursed spirits.
Everything unfolded exactly as Kenjaku had planned—
Except for one anomaly.
A monster.
Though Kenjaku often threatened Zenin Mirai with disappearing for a thousand years, in truth—
There was no way he would willingly give up this once-in-a-millennium opportunity.
If he missed this chance, another might not come even in ten thousand years.
After confirming once more the whereabouts of Yuta and Mirai,
Kenjaku stepped toward the ruins—
Toward the forbidden grounds of Jujutsu High.
There was little time.
He had to move quickly.
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