Jujutsu Kaisen: I have everything I need now!

Chapter 135 Dead Water

The two hovered at the edge of the stagnant water for about ten seconds.

During this period, two more sensing lines were released on the first day of December.

The result is the same; it will be cut off as soon as it touches the dividing line.

It's less about being cut off and more about disappearing completely, like a thread touching an open flame.

"How long can this lack of restraint last once inside?"

"I don't know," Gojo Satoru replied curtly. "I've never used it in this kind of environment before."

"Can you feel anything?"

Gojo Satoru stared down for two seconds.

"My six eyes can clearly see that dividing line. Above the line is normal water, below the line—there's nothing there."

"Not even a fluctuation of magical power?"

There wasn't even a fluctuation.

On the first day of the twelfth month, he looked down at the back of his hand. The runes were still dancing, their bright and dim rhythm a little faster than before.

Perhaps the talisman was warning him.

Each time the runes darkened, he could feel an extremely faint pulling force coming up from the depths of the dead water area.

It was an attraction at the level of some kind of law; Basha's origin sensed him and issued a probe.

It's like a provocation.

"If the force field malfunctions after we go in," December said, looking at Gojo Satoru. "You should focus on protecting yourself first."

Gojo Satoru turned his head to the new moon and looked at it.

"Are you serious about that?"

"Yes, believe me, and I believe me too."

"Oh?"

December 1st offered no explanation. As the runes on the back of his hand emitted a warm red light, the temperature of his entire forearm rose.

This is a sign that the dog's immortal defense and the ox's physical enhancement are preparing simultaneously.

Gojo Satoru looked at the glowing lines on his forearm and remained silent for a moment.

"OK."

The two looked at each other, nodded, and then sank down at the same time.

The feeling of crossing that line was like being soaked in a clump of glue.

It felt like a sudden increase in water pressure, but it was different from pressure; it was more of a feeling of stagnation.

Fortunately, the bottomless pit still exists, and the force field remains intact.

But on the first day of the twelfth month, all five senses become dulled the moment they cross the border.

The sound disappeared.

It wasn't because the surroundings were extremely quiet, but rather because, like outer space, sound was completely absent here.

Now we're really in outer space.

He could see Gojo Satoru's mouth moving, but he couldn't hear anything.

The field of vision has also changed.

From the perspective of thermal sensing, the five thermal radiations that were originally visible on the surface of Wu's body are being weakened layer by layer.

On the first day of December, he raised his right hand and gave Gojo Satoru an OK sign.

Gojo Satoru nodded.

His six eyes finally caught something in the stagnant water zone: an extremely faint pattern of laws, like cracks, extending from all directions into deeper places.

He drew a direction on the bubble inside the force field with his finger.

down.

The two continued to sink.

The darkness inside the stagnant water zone is different from that outside.

The darkness outside is a natural result of light being absorbed by the water's depth, creating layers and transitions.

But the darkness here is not.

The light seems to be stripped away as you enter; no matter which direction you look, all you see is the same kind of pitch blackness with no depth.

On the first day of December, they tried to release the perception lines.

The snake pattern briefly lit up on the back of my hand before fading away.

The sensory ray seeped out less than half a meter from the fingertip before being quickly swallowed up by the surrounding darkness.

The power of the talisman was swallowed up by the dead water at an absurd speed after leaving his body.

He frowned, turned his palm over, and replaced the talisman.

【pig】.

A red light instantly filled his eyes, and the thermal sensing mode restarted.

This time, he narrowed the detection range to the minimum, no longer scanning in all directions, but using a straight cone-shaped detection line pointing only directly downwards.

That's when I could barely see some things.

Directly below, at a depth of several hundred meters, there is an area where the temperature is slightly lower than the surrounding stagnant water.

Low temperatures that defy the laws of physics.

It is forcibly maintained by Bazaar's rules.

At the center of that area, there was an extremely faint heat source.

Very small. Smaller than a person.

That is Basha's true form.

He turned to look at Gojo Satoru.

For the first time, Gojo Satoru's expression became somewhat serious.

His right hand remained slightly open, and the blue light in his palm was much brighter than when he was outside. The rate at which the limitless energy was consumed in this stagnant water was obviously faster.

The diameter of the force field is shrinking.

When they first came in, there was still a few meters of space around them.

It has now shrunk to less than two meters.

The stagnant water around them was eroding the edge of the force field layer by layer from the outside, consuming Gojo Satoru's curse power.

On the first day of December, he reached out and patted Gojo Satoru on the shoulder.

Gojo Satoru looked over.

On the first day of the twelfth month, he pointed to himself, then to the ground below, and then made a "spread" gesture.

He took a deep breath, and golden light shone around him.

【dog】.

The power of immortality surged from the runes and spread outwards.

A layer of warm, reddish light seeped from his body and adhered to the inner wall of the limitless force field.

The two forces are combined.

The contraction of the force field stopped.

Gojo Satoru's brow relaxed a little. With some of the burden lifted, the blue light in his palm dimmed slightly.

December 1st maintained its output while using [Pig] to keep a close eye on the heat source directly below.

The change came without warning.

This was the first time the power of the December New Year's spell had failed instantly.

This is not due to consumption. Logically, the current December 1st can use the power of the talisman at will without overloading. Rather, it is being forcibly suppressed from the outside by something.

At the same time, Gojo Satoru's six eyes suddenly widened.

His limitless spells were also affected; although they didn't become ineffective, the force field became extremely unstable.

In their eyes, the water outside their position is no longer still.

It is spinning.

From all directions, centered on them, all the stagnant water began an extremely slow but irresistible rotation.

The limitless force field trembled violently.

Gojo Satoru clenched his right hand into a fist. The force field stabilized, but on the first day of December, his knuckles were white.

The stagnant water was swirling faster and faster.

On the first day of the twelfth month, he closed his eyes and concentrated all his energy on the incantation. The crimson light shone again, starting from his fingertips and burning back segment by segment.

This process is like striking a match in a storm.

As each color illuminated his body, the stagnant water outside pressed heavily against the force field.

A sort of.

Five types.

Seven kinds.

When the runes on December 1st's body lit up again, he felt that the thing was no longer a faint heat source in the distance.

It is outside the force field.

The swirling of the stagnant water stopped at the same instant.

All the pressure, all the engulfment, all the temptations, all vanished into silence in the blink of an eye.

Then, on the first day of December, a voice was heard.

The voice rang directly in his mind.

A woman's voice.