Curse Return: Demon Void Girl Doesn't Want to Be a Weakling

"Smeared in blood!"

With a loud shout, Zhang Xiang unleashed a burst of blood from his hand.

The filth and blood splattered out at the same time.

Bloodstained's full-force bite arrived first, its large mouth biting down on Arisaka Jiro's left arm, its teeth slamming down hard.

"hateful!"

Despite the pain, Arisaka Jiro quickly got up and raised his hand to block.

The [Inversion] technique was activated, and the force of the blood-stained teeth was mostly drained the moment they touched the skin, leaving only two shallow rows of marks on the arm.

But at the very moment the technique dealt with the blood-smear attack, the swelling phase's blood penetration and the decay phase's corrosion occurred.

Two weak attacks from different directions struck Arisaka Jiro's chest simultaneously.

"Oops!"

Arisaka Jiro's pupils contracted; the technique couldn't be reversed in time!

[Inversion] is activated again, and the attack becomes stronger, amplifying the blood penetration and slight corrosion several times over!

"what!"

Arisaka Jiro cried out in pain as the blood-piercing wound easily penetrated his chest, its corrosive effect continuously burning his body.

He staggered several steps to the side, pressing his right hand against the pierced spot, blood seeping from between his fingers.

"You guys..."

"Smear with blood, keep going! Don't give him a chance to breathe!"

Bloodstained lunged again, still tearing at the ground with all its might.

The expansion and the deficit exchanged a wink.

The villain nodded and moved to the side, while Arisaka Jiro raised his hands to block the blood-stained area.

But the moment he raised his hand, a burst of blood shot out from the front, the force of which was reduced to a minimum, and the blood column was as thin as a hair.

Arisaka Jiro's eyes widened as he used one hand to shield himself from the blood and the other to catch the spurting blood.

The attack from the other side came at the same instant, and the blood from his fingertips touched his back.

It happened simultaneously, and it was a mixture of strong and weak elements.

Arisaka Jiro froze, spitting out a mouthful of blood that splattered onto the cement ground in front of him.

Then his knees bent and his body leaned forward.

But he braced himself with his hands on the ground and did not fall completely.

His arms were trembling violently, and he had lost most of his strength after being pierced through the chest repeatedly.

He looked up at the swollen face, his lips moving slightly: "How...is this possible..."

Zhang Xiang didn't answer. He clenched his fists and said to his brothers, "Bad Xiang, bloodstained, this is the last time!"

The three brothers rushed forward at the same time, Xue Tu chuckled, and bit at Arisaka Nissou's head with all his might.

The wicked man's blood gushed out, covering Arisaka Jiro's entire body.

This time, he and Xue Tu will use all their strength to maximize the damage of the swelling phase.

His swollen fist struck him weakly and feebly.

Arisaka Jiro gritted his teeth, having become accustomed to relying on magic, he was now unable to resolve the situation.

He subconsciously raised his hand and activated the spell.

This sealed his fate.

A cracking sound came from his chest; his internal organs were being shattered by the enormous impact.

The intense pain prevented him from continuing the procedure.

The next instant, a gaping maw splattered with blood appeared.

"impossible......"

Arisaka Jiro opened his eyes wide and murmured, then had his head bitten off.

He stood frozen in place for a moment, then fell forward with a dull thud.

Blood gushed from the severed neck, spreading across a large patch of concrete.

Zhang Xiang stood there, shook the blood off his hands, and looked down at the fallen body of Arisaka Jiro.

"Resolved."

Zhang Xiang turned around and walked toward the three cursed nails in the center of the tower top.

The cursed nails were driven into the cement floor, forming a triangle.

Each one is covered with a talisman.

Zhang Xiang lifted his foot and stepped on the first one, the sound of metal shattering crisp and clear.

The evil spirits and the bloodstains followed suit, and the remaining two cursed nails were also destroyed.

A low hum came from overhead, and the tent in the direction of Shibuya Station began to dissolve from the edges, and another tent was torn apart.

Zhang Xiang turned around and was about to walk towards Hu Zhang.

But the scene on the other side made his pupils shrink.

On the other side of the tower top, the Japanese knotweed lay face down on the concrete ground, no longer moving.

There were several fist marks on his back, and his clothes were mostly torn.

Fuhesh stood beside him, looking down at his fallen body.

"Youruhito!"

The speed at which the expansion phase rushed past was even faster than when it attacked Arisaka Niro.

His blood boiled within him, and his crimson scales surged to their limit.

His eyes were fixed on Hisahito Itadori, who was lying on the ground.

Fuheshen glanced up at him, but didn't stop him; he just stood there watching.

Zhang Xiang rushed over to Hu Zhang's side, squatted down, and used his hands to flip Hu Zhang's body over.

Uruga's face was so swollen that it was unrecognizable. His eyes were closed, and bloodstains from the corner of his mouth stretched from his chin all the way to his neck.

My chest was still rising and falling, and although my breathing was shallow, it hadn't stopped.

"Still alive."

Zhang Xiang pressed his hand against Hu Zhang's chest to check his heartbeat, then breathed a sigh of relief.

Fuhesh looked down at the bloated figure squatting on the ground, and then at Huzhang's face.

A smile returned to his lips, but it seemed different from before, carrying a hint of inexplicable trouble.

"This kid is good, he has a lot of potential."

Zhang Xiang raised his head and glared at Fu Heishen, his fingers clenching tightly on Hu Zhang's clothes.

On the other side of the tower top, Mingming and Youyou ran up the stairs.

Mingming glanced at Arisaka Jiro lying in a pool of blood, then at Fushiguro Jinji standing next to Itadori, and fell silent.

She just went down and dealt with the other curse masters who came after sensing the commotion.

"All the accounts have disappeared," Mingming confirmed.

"Hmm." Youyou nodded, then looked at the situation at the top of the tower, his expression serious. "Sister, what should we do?"

"Don't go near him." Mingming pondered for a moment.

Fuheshchen glanced at him, then looked away.

Youyou took a deep breath and stepped out from behind her sister: "Sister, I'll use a spell to teleport everyone away."

Mingming glanced at Youyou, whose eyes were very serious.

She was silent for a moment, then nodded.

"Everyone assemble!" Youyou shouted, preparing to activate the spell.

Bad Xiang and Blood Tu exchanged a glance, quickly went to Zhang Xiang's side, and picked up the tiger staff from the ground.

"Let's go, big brother!"

"Walk!"

Zhang Xiang gritted his teeth and looked at the indifferent man in front of him.

Then the three of them quickly moved to Youyou's side.

The curse power spread from Youyou's body, covering the group of people.

Then, the spell is activated.

Fuheshel stood there, watching their bodies disappear one by one into the distorted air.

He didn't chase after it. He simply put his hands in his pockets, tilted his head, and watched the last trace of magical energy dissipate at the top of the tower.

The top of the tower was empty, and he was all alone.

He stood on the edge of the tower and looked down. The streets of Shibuya stretched out below, bearing the marks of battles fought with magical powers.

He moved his neck, and his joints made a cracking sound.

Having finally been resurrected, I should at least enjoy it to the fullest.

"There seem to be a few capable fighters over there."

He leaped from the top of the tower, his figure tracing an arc in the night sky before disappearing into the streets of Shibuya.