Jujutsu Kaisen: Throne

"The golden age of magic is about to arrive."

"Soon you will be able to meet your old friends from a thousand years ago."

A subtle hint or reminder.

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"Bai Lian·Through blood!"

"red lotus!"

"Fusang Technique: Sickle Break!"

Blood arrows and bullets came from both sides, and magical winds slashed down from the sky!

Faced with a triple attack that could instantly kill a level one cursed spirit, Brain Flower merely waved his sleeve.

At that moment, the three attacks also strangely deviated from their direction and crashed into the distance!

A shower of rubble flew everywhere, and then a sharp, trembling sound of a knife echoed from behind Brain Flower!

"New Yin Stream, draw your sword!"

He only possesses the strength of a level three mage and does not have any unique spells of his own.

In order to avoid dying in the mission, Miwa Kasumi practices her swordsmanship diligently every day, and also practices the simplified version of the Shinkage-ryu style.

Facing opponents far superior to her, she only knew how to attack at close range.

Choose, fight for your life!

"Crack!"

Seeing the samurai sword that Brain Flower could easily crush with just two fingers, Miwa Kasumi stood there dumbfounded!

A crimson flower, its full form revealed through the crack, hovered around the [unclear - possibly a place name].

The true person's effortless transformation has been successfully achieved!

He coldly looked down at the long-haired girl in front of him, and said with a wave of his hand, "You're so beautiful!"

The concentrated curse power, enough to pierce through a super-grade body, shot straight toward Miwa Mist's heart!

"Snapped!"

A crisp clapping sound rang out at the crucial moment!

There was a huge crater beneath our feet, and then the three-wheeled rosy clouds inexplicably appeared behind us!

Injustice, games!

Chapter 92 Blood!

"Crash!"

Scattered pebbles fell to the ground from the sky.

Tiger Staff, who was lying on the ground, was also pulled out of the range of the curse spell.

People from the vocational college came; panda, dog-shaped thorn, and Kusakabe.

At Kyoto Prefectural Academy, the teacher, a castrato, arrived with a group of students.

"Thank you, Senior Dongtang."

Miwa Kasumi looked at the burly figure that appeared beside her and breathed a sigh of relief, relieved to have escaped death.

"Everyone......"

Covered in wounds, Itachi was dragged out of the spell's range by Kusakabe, who was supporting the simple domain.

Itsuji stood up and watched as his teammates appeared one by one.

A glimmer of hope had just appeared in his eyes when it quickly dimmed again.

Am I, a murderer, really considered one of their comrades...?

The thigh was paralyzed and the skin was difficult to clean. The patient was covered in scars. The patient was then given a full recovery.

The strongest is level one, and the weakest is level three.

It was as if I saw a group of insects banding together, their bodies writhing and swarming.

"Everyone, the cursed artifact that sealed Gojo-sensei is in this guy's hands!"

Wiping the blood dripping from his forehead, Huzhang solemnly reminded him, "This guy is very strong; the spirit he controls can also cast spells independently."

No reminder is needed; the sorcerers who have arrived by now have already learned of the information through various channels.

Before the Kyoto Prefecture group entered, Yamo had already conveyed the latest intelligence.

"Looks like this is going to be a tough battle!"

Dongtang tore open the top of his uniform, his face grave.

"My dear friend, remember to cooperate with my spell."

The technique controlled by Dongtang: Unjust Game.

The activation method is clapping, and the effect is to swap the positions of two objects containing magical power.

Both humans and non-living things are acceptable, as long as they contain magical power.

Its weakness is that the spell's range is too small, making it unable to facilitate group movement.

During the exchange meeting when they ganged up on Hana, Itadori briefly experienced the feeling of spatial teleportation.

Therefore, Dongtang specifically requested the use of the staff called "Huzhang".

"what!"

Tiger Staff responded in a deep voice, and the power of the incantation began to rise.

"Nishimiya?"

Kamo, the songstress, frowned slightly as she looked at the silent girl who had fallen beside her.

The air is clearly her domain, so why...?

The people of Kyoto had just looked up at the sky when they were stunned by the figure that was not hidden at all!

Those blood-red eyes were utterly cold and indifferent.

Just a moment of eye contact was enough to make me feel like my soul was falling into an ice cellar!

when? !

Despite the short distance between them, no one could sense any aura of the curse!

Is it a curse from heaven?

No.

Dongtang glanced at the figures above and quickly analyzed the strange scene.

This represents a further mastery of the void compared to the battle against Gojo Satoru at the exchange meeting.

It may seem to exist in reality, but in reality, the physical body and even the breath are no longer in the same space.

"No wonder I couldn't sense any magical power."

"So these are two different worlds."

Dongtang frowned deeply, his heart sinking to the bottom.

His technique requires sensing magical power to activate, but facing the future...

Not only is it impossible to touch his body, but it's also impossible to even move him!

"It really is... a monster!"

......

"What do you mean, old friend?"

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"Can I kill her?"

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The message previously delivered to Sukuna is now a test of his future weaknesses.

The future slowly descends from the sky to the center of the battlefield.

Faced with the shrewdness of the enemy, he was filled with a sense of helplessness and despair.

"Thump, thump, thump!"

Maki, Kugizaki, and Fushiguro also arrived at the battlefield at this time.

Finally, there was White Zetsu, who strolled leisurely towards Mirai's side.

The battlefield suddenly fell into an eerie silence.

If you were faced with a loach, you would be lucky to escape.

So now, facing Zenin Future, that monster who has a record of defeating Gojo Satoru in a head-on battle.

No one dared to act rashly, or even flee!

Kusakabe, standing beside the songstress, was sweating profusely.

At this moment, he had no intention of saving Gojo Satoru at all.

He was preoccupied with how to leave Shibuya alive.

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The total amount of curse power far exceeds that of a top-tier spell, resembling a bizarre technique for possessing a body.

"Hi, White Zetsu."

An experimental subject with extremely high research value!

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