So fast. Truly fast.
Gojo Satoru really had not expected the attack launched by the woman calling herself Medea to be so fast—so fast that he was injured before he could even react. That kind of speed was no ordinary thing.
If his previous injury had been due to a moment of carelessness, then this injury was because he had completely failed to react.
That meant the other party truly had the ability to kill him.
For a moment, Gojo Satoru became excited.
Ever since killing Toji Fushiguro, he had been invincible for far too long. He had even come to believe that in this era, he was absolutely a cut above everyone else—the strongest jujutsu sorcerer, a truly invincible man.
But now, the Star Religious Group had suddenly produced a mysterious new leader.
And before him, there was now a Medea whose attacks were so fast that even he could not react.
This was truly…
Gojo Satoru pulled off the blindfold covering his eyes. His azure Six Eyes radiated dazzling light, meaning he was getting serious.
Whether Medea was an enemy or not, he wanted to fight her to the death and properly experience a long-lost joy.
Mm, the joy of battle.
"Be careful, Miss Medea."
The moment Gojo Satoru finished speaking, his entire body vanished from where he stood with a whoosh.
The next second, a tremendous roar sounded.
The defensive magic released by Medea lightly blocked Gojo Satoru's attack, but the powerful collision still triggered a huge roar, along with a visible shockwave.
Seeing this scene, the excitement in Gojo Satoru's eyes was completely undisguised.
The stronger the enemy, the happier he became. This meant that he could finally, after so long…
Go all out!
Gojo Satoru used Cursed Technique Lapse: Blue with one hand and Cursed Technique Reversal: Red with the other. When the two combined, it became Gojo Satoru's killing move.
"Hollow Technique… Purple!"
A wave of energy capable of slicing through space was released from Gojo Satoru's hand, swallowing the space before him.
The distance this wave of energy traveled and the range it affected were enough to leave one dumbstruck.
Fortunately, this move was released toward Medea in the air and did not affect the ground.
Otherwise, the entire Heiwa-kai, and even the nearby streets, would have been completely destroyed.
Facing this energy wave that could even cut through space, Medea could not help praising it.
"Not bad."
The next second, she vanished from where she stood, cleverly avoiding the attack and appearing behind Gojo Satoru.
Gojo Satoru naturally captured Medea's figure with his Six Eyes. Just as he was controlling the energy wave to turn back, the beam shockwave Medea had already fired shot toward Gojo Satoru's head.
Cursed Technique: Stopping Power!
This was Gojo Satoru's neutral Limitless technique. This move had no active offensive capability, but its defensive ability was maxed out. The closer an attack got to Gojo Satoru, the slower it became.
In the end, it would stop in front of Gojo Satoru, unable to touch even a single hair on him.
It could be called an extremely bugged ability.
Naturally, the beam shockwave Medea released was also stopped.
The next second, the energy wave that swallowed space swept over and instantly devoured Medea.
However, Gojo Satoru felt no excitement, nor any pride from defeating his enemy.
Because he realized that before his technique descended, Medea had once again teleported away.
"Teleportation, huh? What a convenient ability."
Gojo Satoru had to admit that this move was also quite shameless. Whether for attacking or dodging, it was extremely useful.
However, he believed the final victory would still belong to him. If one asked why—
because he was the strongest.
"Huh? Huhhh? What's going on?"
While Medea and Gojo Satoru were fighting, Rowan sensed that something was wrong.
Because Medea had been gone a little too long.
Logically speaking, with Medea's strength, killing the chairman of the Heiwa-kai should not take this long. But Medea had left for so long and still had not returned. Had she encountered some kind of problem?
Farsight magic, activate.
Out of concern, Rowan cast magic and locked onto Medea's position. Then he froze.
He did not understand why Medea was fighting Gojo Satoru.
How had these two ended up facing each other? Judging from the situation, it did not seem like a spar, but a full-power battle. After all, Gojo Satoru had even brought out a killing move like Hollow Purple.
Aside from Domain Expansion: Unlimited Void, Gojo Satoru was holding nothing back.
"Umu. What happened, Praetor?"
Hearing Rowan's surprised cry, Nero could not help asking.
Even Asuna looked at Rowan in surprise.
Rowan said, "Medea got into a fight with someone."
"Who is her opponent?" Nero asked curiously.
"Gojo Satoru. He can be considered the strongest jujutsu sorcerer of this current era," Rowan said with narrowed eyes.
He was not lying. Gojo Satoru was indeed the strongest jujutsu sorcerer. But this world did not only have jujutsu sorcerers. There were also evil spirits and yokai.
Gojo Satoru was the strongest jujutsu sorcerer, but not necessarily the strongest being.
Nero did not think that deeply. Hearing the words "strongest," her eyes lit up, and she hurriedly said, "In that case, what are we waiting for? Open the door, Praetor. I shall go help Medea defeat that fellow right now."
Rowan did not refuse. No matter why Medea and Gojo Satoru were fighting, he would stand fully on Medea's side without reservation, because Medea was his companion.
Moreover, Rowan did not believe Medea would do anything outrageous or cruel.
So this matter had to be Gojo Satoru's fault.
Considering that Gojo Satoru was indeed a walking cheat, before bringing Nero to the battlefield, Rowan first explained Gojo Satoru's various abilities to Nero so she would know what to expect.
"Umu. I already understand. Leave the next battle to me, Praetor."
Seeing Nero's confident appearance, Rowan pushed open a door and brought Nero to the battlefield.
After arriving at the scene, Nero immediately locked onto Gojo Satoru, who was fighting Medea.
"Umu. So you are the fellow called Gojo Satoru."
Nero carried her Aestus Estus and pointed the blade at Gojo Satoru.
"To dare attack my companion, take one strike from me."
Although Nero looked soft and cute and spent all day going "umu, umu," she was not soft-handed when it came to fighting.
After all, she was a Heroic Spirit who had descended as a Saber. After gaining a physical body, she had also been injected with the Superhuman Serum and eaten a Devil Fruit. Her strength was even greater than when she had been a Heroic Spirit.
With one slash, a flying slash dozens of meters long cut a long trench through the ground and struck toward Gojo Satoru.
Cursed Technique: Stopping Power.
Caught off guard by the sudden attack, Gojo Satoru hurriedly used this move and barely saved his own life.
Seeing the flying slash stopped in front of him, Gojo Satoru could not help letting out a breath of relief.
That was close. He had almost been split in half.
Where exactly had these two people come from?
While Gojo Satoru was utterly confused, he saw Medea descend in front of the two of them. Only then did he realize these people were together.
"So they're your companions? No wonder they're so fierce. But it doesn't matter."
Gojo Satoru's wild arrogance was fully revealed, his fighting spirit soaring. He did not care how many enemies there were, because he was the strongest.
Rowan ignored Gojo Satoru and unhurriedly asked Medea what had happened and why she had suddenly fought Gojo Satoru.
Medea briefly explained the cause and process of the matter.
Rowan could not help realizing what had happened.
"I see. In short, Gojo Satoru was the one who provoked you first."
Medea asked curiously, "Master knows this man?"
Rowan said, "I do. The strongest jujutsu sorcerer. The current Gojo Satoru, and the future Two-Point-Five Gojo."
Gojo Satoru tilted his head and looked at Rowan. Feeling an unprecedented wave of malice sweep over him, he could not help shivering.
"Hey, explain yourself. What does future Two-Point-Five Gojo mean?"
For some reason, he felt that this thing was very unlucky.
Seeing Gojo Satoru bend his waist and prepare to attack at any moment, Rowan did not indulge him.
"Simple. In the future, you get cut in half at the waist, so you go from Gojo Satoru to Two-Point-Five Gojo."
"Impossible."
Gojo Satoru flatly denied it.
"I'm the strongest."
He did not believe anyone could cut him in half. Even if the King of Curses, Sukuna, revived, he could not do that.
"No wonder so many people want to beat you to death. You really do talk arrogantly."
Rowan glanced sideways at Gojo Satoru.
Gojo Satoru snorted lightly.
"Doesn't matter. They can't beat me anyway."
Rowan did not deny this. After all, Gojo Satoru in Jujutsu Kaisen was indeed incredible. He was powerful and had an extremely high prestige. In the modern jujutsu world, there really were not many people who could be Gojo Satoru's opponent.
It was just that later line—"Sorry, I couldn't make Lord Sukuna go all out"—had turned this incredibly prestigious Gojo Satoru completely into a clown.
Every time Rowan thought of that line, he wanted to laugh. The smile at the corner of his mouth simply could not be suppressed.
For some reason, when Gojo Satoru saw Rowan's smile, he felt extremely uncomfortable, as if that smile were mocking him.
"Looks like you're their leader."
His Six Eyes released dazzling light as he stared fixedly at Rowan. Medea alone was already this strong, so her leader should be even stronger.
Gojo Satoru grew eager to fight and slowly raised his right hand.
Rowan turned his head and asked Medea, "Do you want to keep fighting?"
Medea shook her head. After realizing this was a misunderstanding, she no longer had any intention of continuing the fight.
Seeing that the other side intended to withdraw, Gojo Satoru looked unwilling. He had finally encountered an opponent worth fighting. How could he let them slip away so easily?
"That won't do. I…"
Gojo Satoru had just begun to say something, but when his gaze met Rowan's eyes,
his mind suddenly went completely blank.
He could not think, could not feel, and simply stood there blankly, motionless.