Chapter 130: The Demise of the Emperor
A sharp glint flashed in Yuta Okkotsu's eyes; he clearly perceived that the cycle of erosion and repair by the Crow Feather Curse on Mahoraga's massive body behind Megumi Fushiguro had stopped.
Instead, there was a profound silence, as if all the surrounding Cursed Energy properties had been completely analyzed.
On Mahoraga's faceless head, the Wheel of Subjugation, symbolizing the completion of "adaptation," emitted an unprecedentedly stable light.
It had completely adapted to Emperor Sutoku's Curse, which originated from the millennium-old Dynasty's Resentment!
"I understand!"
Megumi Fushiguro, enduring the dizziness of his Cursed Energy nearly depleting, desperately maintained his hand seals, pouring his last will into Mahoraga.
He knew this was the only chance, and the final strike!
"Cover Senior Okkotsu and Fushiguro!"
Yuji Itadori roared, charging forward again alongside Choso, the two of them like a red whirlwind, recklessly clashing with the Resentful Impact unleashed by Emperor Sutoku.
"Don't underestimate us, old geezer!"
Nobara Kugisaki unleashed her Straw Doll Technique to its maximum, countless nails carrying resonating Cursed Energy shot towards the base of Emperor Sutoku's wings, attempting to disrupt his movements.
Maki Zen'in's inverted spear of heaven carved out sharp arcs, each strike precisely severing the gathering resentful crows.
Aoi Todo, with his astonishing combat intuition and physical prowess, stood firm at the forefront like a bedrock, using his Cursed Technique, Boogie Woogie, and Simple Domain, to evade and defend against large-scale attacks.
"The death throes of ants!"
Emperor Sutoku let out a disdainful roar; fully transformed into a vengeful spirit, his power surged, and with a flap of his wings, an even more violent storm of crow feathers, mixed with pitch-black Cursed Energy Lightning, swept down upon everyone.
Just as this devastating attack was about to engulf Yuji Itadori and the others in front—
"Rika—!"
Yuta Okkotsu let out a resolute cry.
He held nothing back; the almost infinite Cursed Energy within him surged out like a bursting dam!
Beside him, the Special Grade Vengeful Cursed Spirit, the queen of curses, suddenly erupted with immense Cursed Energy.
Pure Love Cannon
An indescribable, pink energy torrent, purely condensed from extreme emotion and vast Cursed Energy, spewed forth from the queen of curses's mouth.
This massive energy cannon did not directly attack Emperor Sutoku's body, but rather, in an almost clumsy yet incredibly precise manner, it struck the open ground between Emperor Sutoku and the people below, cleverly deflecting its angle to form a gigantic, light-distorting pink energy barrier!
"What?"
Emperor Sutoku was momentarily stunned; this seemingly powerful strike had actually missed?
No, it didn't miss!
The pink energy barrier wasn't very offensive, but it greatly interfered with his perception and vision, as if a thick fog had descended before his eyes, making him unable to accurately pinpoint the location of those "bugs" below for a moment, especially that Shikigami—Mahoraga—that had given him a sense of unease!
This was precisely Yuta Okkotsu's strategy!
The Pure Love Cannon was not the main attack, but the strongest "feint" and "concealment"!
Its purpose was to create that fatal instant for Mahoraga!
In the thousandth of a second when Emperor Sutoku's vision was obscured and his mind was momentarily delayed by Okkotsu's "inexplicable" strike—
Mahoraga, which had been silent, moved!
Its massive body made no sound, yet its movements were as swift as a ghost.
After adapting to Emperor Sutoku's Cursed Energy characteristics, the surrounding resentment and crow feathers seemed to become a part of its body, no longer able to cause the slightest obstruction.
The giant sword in its hand—the Demon-Slaying Sword: Hachiman Sword—was already raised.
Upon the blade, there was no longer the usual brute destructive energy, but rather a peculiar luster, as if it could sever the root of all "karma," "rules," and "Curses" in the world.
Mahoraga's faceless head precisely "looked" towards Emperor Sutoku, who was temporarily obscured by the pink light.
It didn't need sight; through "adaptation," it had completely locked onto the fundamental core of the opponent's Curse.
"Now! Mahoraga!"
Megumi Fushiguro roared with his last ounce of strength.
Swish—
There was no earth-shattering sound, only a subtle yet incredibly clear slicing sound, as if it had cut through time and space.
Mahoraga's Demon-Slaying Sword silently struck out.
Wherever the sword's edge passed, space seemed to be ironed flat; the millennium-old resentment filling the heavens and earth, the roaring Cursed Energy Lightning, the endless pitch-black crow feathers, instantly melted, annihilated, and turned into the purest void, like ice and snow thrown into the scorching sun.
This single sword ignored distance, ignored defense, and directly struck the core of Emperor Sutoku's vengeful spirit form—the "Source of Curse" that carried his millennium of resentment and was connected to historical karma.
"No—"
Emperor Sutoku finally felt a fatal threat, an instinctive fear of complete "termination." He let out an extremely shrill shriek, attempting to rally all his power to resist.
But it was too late.
The light of the Demon-Slaying Sword, like the first ray of light piercing the sky in the darkest moment before dawn, gently yet irresistibly, penetrated the massive body of the Tengu, pierced through the heavy Armor of Resentment, and precisely struck the pulsating "Heart of Curse" formed by countless negative historical accumulations.
Time seemed to freeze at this moment.
Emperor Sutoku's fully vengeful spirit body stiffened abruptly. He looked down at the rapidly expanding crack on his chest, emitting a pure light.
Within the crack, there was no blood, only countless shattered, wailing fragments of resentment being forcibly purified and dissipated.
"My... Curse... My dominion..."
The Tengu mask on his face shattered inch by inch, revealing the handsome but twisted face beneath, filled with unwillingness. On that face, a thousand years of resentment receded like a tide, ultimately leaving only an empty, bewildered expression, as if waking from a long dream.
"So... it was already... over...?"
Accompanied by this faint sigh, Emperor Sutoku's massive vengeful spirit body, starting from the crack struck by the Demon-Slaying Sword, disintegrated like a sandcastle scattered by the wind, turning into countless shimmering black particles that ascended, dispersed, and finally vanished completely into the air.
The former Emperor, Emperor Sutoku, who bore the ultimate resentment of a dying dynasty, was exorcised here!
The pink Pure Love Cannon energy slowly dissipated.
Mahoraga, having completed its mission, its massive body also transformed into a black shadow, returning to Megumi Fushiguro's shadow.
Megumi Fushiguro collapsed forward from exhaustion, caught by Toji Fushiguro, who, though heavily scarred, still stood firm beside him.
"Brat, you did good."
Toji Fushiguro clicked his tongue, his tone still rough, but the hand supporting Megumi Fushiguro was exceptionally steady.
Yuji Itadori, Nobara Kugisaki, Maki Zen'in, Aoi Todo, and the others also sighed in relief, collapsing or leaning on their knees, panting. Each of them bore significant injuries, but their eyes were filled with the joy of victory and immense relief.
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