"Why do you have that expression? Aren't you happy? I'm very happy."
Gojo Satoru's brows and eyes were wide open, an almost mad smile appearing in his eyes. He looked at the two special-grade cursed spirits before him, pouring out the madness etched into the bones and blood of the strongest sorcerer.
"You know, after Nishida Kagetatsu appeared, I realized I wasn't as happy as I expected."
The rapid repulsion of the Limitless technique was like an invisible mountain, violently pressing Jōso and Small Wind to the ground, preventing them from moving an inch. Gojo Satoru slowly approached, and with each step, the repulsion increased by one point, making it extremely difficult for them even to breathe.
"I've always been too alone. Everyone placed the shackles of 'the strongest' on me, and I calmly accepted that mission, ready to be the monster that no one dares to approach."
"But I'm very tired. There are always countless clowns before me, making noise and provoking me, but I can only hold back again and again, maintaining the concept my best friend had."
"Even before he died, he had already denied that idea."
Realizing the situation was wrong, Cursed Blue immediately activated a powerful cursed energy, and a dark magical aura instantly spread across the ground, futilely trying to relieve his two comrades.
"But since Kagetatsu appeared, I've come to understand that the real monster is someone else. Compared to him, I'm just not a tiger in the mountains—I'm a monkey calling himself king! Although the burden was lifted, I still didn't seem happy."
"Because—I finally understood..."
Before the words fell, facing the fierce assault of the four special-grade cursed spirits, Gojo Satoru raised his eyes and laughed loudly, loudly proclaiming the true obsession in his heart with a madness that tore through the air.
"It seems... I like being a monster!!"
Before the words finished, Gojo Satoru recklessly abandoned defense and rapidly formed the Heavenly Seal hand sign with one hand. The backlash from the technique was like a raging torrent, biting into his meridians. Blood immediately flowed from his seven orifices, but he still raised his eyes to the sky like a madman and shouted:
"[Domain Expansion: Infinite Void]!"
Nishiki and Cursed Blue immediately retreated sharply. Nishiki immediately interrupted his attack, recklessly causing his own domain to explode, futilely trying to shatter Gojo Satoru's domain first.
But he never expected—
Gojo Satoru's domain wasn't expanded at all. Instead, it was his own domain that completely enveloped Gojo Satoru.
"Damn it! Nishiki! Cancel the domain quickly!"
Cursed Blue instantly realized that Gojo Satoru had deceived them, but it was too late.
Inside the domain, Nishiki realized something was wrong. His domain had originally sacrificed the effects of "active attack" and "guaranteed hit" in exchange for an indestructible shell and a domain-destroying technique attached to the shell.
This was originally a killing move they had researched specifically to break Gojo Satoru's domain, and it had come to sacrificing the future to deal with Gojo Satoru alone.
But at this moment, he suddenly woke up. In this situation, where Gojo Satoru hadn't decided to fight him with his domain, this had become a deadly shackle!
If he took the initiative and dragged Gojo Satoru into his own domain, this place would instantly become a prison for him!
Nishiki's pupils suddenly contracted. He stood frozen in astonishment, his heart full of incredulous shock.
How could Gojo Satoru have guessed the secret of his domain? How dare he intervene so recklessly? Wasn't he afraid of making a mistake and being dragged into his domain to be suppressed?
Before he could figure out the implications, Gojo Satoru had already appeared before him from nowhere with the instantaneous effect of the Limitless technique. It was clear that he had made the right bet.
The cursed energy of Cang was like a dark blue ribbon, slowly closing around his right fist. The corners of his lips curled into a playful, mad smile. His tone was frivolous but carried an undeniable oppressive force:
"Did you enjoy that just now?"
Before the words fell, a fierce roar rang out across heaven and earth. The domain shell that Nishiki had prided himself on shattered in response, turning into cursed energy that collapsed across the sky! Only Nishiki's remnants, scattered by Cang's cursed energy, fell straight from the sky like a kite with a broken string.
As the leader of the cursed spirit camp at this moment, countless thoughts flashed through his mind. Anger and jealousy intertwined. He suddenly raised his head and roared, his voice full of tearing pain:
"Nishiki!!"
But no one expected that before the roar had even faded, the fragments of Nishiki's flesh and blood scattered across the sky suddenly stopped. In the next second, it was as if time had reversed, quickly retracing and gathering along the original path. Every remnant reassembled in a flickering light.
Gojo Satoru, who had just landed heavily after blasting Nishiki, suddenly stiffened. The fury on his face instantly vanished. Looking at this strange sight in the air, he forgot even to swallow the cruel words that had formed on his lips. His eyes were full of surprise.
Cursed Blue was also stunned on the spot. The astonishment lasted only a moment, and then an unbridled ecstasy seized him. His eyes looked into the distance with blazing intensity—the aging cursed spirit, with a withered body like rotten bones, a face full of wrinkles, and decaying breath like a dying candle, had actually used a strange technique to abruptly reverse Nishiki's death!
At the same time, as this vision occurred, a swarm of dark plague insects turned into dense clouds of black smoke, pouncing on Gojo Satoru like a hungry tiger. They were followed by countless sea fish, tightly surrounding him, emitting a disgusting fishy stench.
Seeing Gojo Satoru entangled by the insect swarm, unable to move an inch, the remaining three special-grade cursed spirits immediately gathered around Cursed Blue.
Time Reversal: "That man has already taken the thing. I have absorbed Tengen's life force, and now I have enough reserves."
A cold light flashed in Cursed Blue's eyes. Suppressing the ecstasy in his heart, he asked deeply: "Oh? Where did he go?"
Dagon: "He went to Shibuya, according to the original plan, to lure Kagetatsu away."
But before Cursed Blue could respond, a shadow that blotted out the sun suddenly descended, enveloping all the cursed spirits, and even the sky's light was completely obscured.
The cursed spirits' hearts tightened. They suddenly raised their eyes, their pupils instantly contracting as they saw a hundred-meter-long, human-faced eagle monster soaring high in the sky. The eagle's head had a white, human-like bone face, and its talons were clutching the newly resurrected Nishiki, the sharp claws nearly crushing his torso.
In the next second, the giant wings of the human-faced eagle roared. The wind howled, and a storm came crashing down in response.
As the storm gradually subsided, Locke descended from the great height. He glanced at Gojo Satoru behind him and suddenly swung. Slashes, dense as a downpour, shattered and destroyed all the fish and insects in the sky.
"I'm not late, am I?"
Gojo Satoru wiped the bloodstains from his face, lazily rolled his eyes, and said with disgust:
"Really, I could have handled this myself. Who asked you to interfere?"
Locke ignored Gojo Satoru, turned his head to look at this group of cursed spirits, and was immediately stunned. Weren't these the Eight Great Demons?
Are you in the wrong place?
After Cursed Blue and the others used their cursed energy to recover from their physical injuries, they looked at Locke opposite them with serious expressions.
"Is this Kagetatsu?"