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

As soon as Su Nuo finished speaking, the binding took effect.

The speed of the [Jacob's Ladder] suddenly increased, constantly eroding the [Virtual Element].

In just a few seconds, the entire [Virtual Style: Zi] was completely eliminated.

Upon seeing this, Gojo Satoru's expression turned serious.

What's going on?

Even if a spell has been chanted, it shouldn't be possible to remove his [Illusory Style: Zi] in such a short time.

Such immense magical power was evaporated in just a few seconds; Sukuna must have done something else!

As Gojo Satoru's thoughts raced, the remaining white beam of light from the [Jacob's Ladder] slammed straight towards him.

Gojo Satoru narrowed his eyes, a bad feeling rising in his heart.

This attack cannot be taken head-on; use an unrestricted technique to teleport to another location.

"Trying to escape? That won't do."

Su Nuo sensed his thoughts and a cold smile appeared on her lips.

She slightly raised her hand, and the slashing energy gathered in her palm.

Gojo Satoru sneered inwardly. Sukuna wanted to catch him during the aftermath of his teleportation and unleash an unavoidable slash the instant he completed the teleportation.

But isn't Su Nuo underestimating him?

Although the after-swing of teleportation does exist, the protection without limits will not disappear, and a simple slash cannot break through the defense without limits.

That's how it should be.

But when Gojo Satoru saw Sukuna's confident eyes, his resolve wavered.

Strong self-confidence and the judgment of a strong person disturbed Gojo Satoru's mind.

He looked again at the powerful slash in Su Nuo's hand, and Six Eyes immediately began to analyze the structure of the curse power.

The analysis results caused his pupils to shrink sharply.

The slashes she made carried not only Sukuna's own magic, but also the magic of an angel!

A defense with no limits after teleporting will definitely not be able to withstand a slash that is still charging up.

"Is this... a fusion of techniques?"

Gojo Satoru felt a chill run down his spine as he watched the Jacob's Ladder closing in on him.

This was a deadly trap that Su Nuo had been using to drag him step by step into the abyss.

Sukuna had been hiding this move all along, waiting for this moment to create a fatal situation!

There's no other way; at this point, we can only choose the option with the higher probability.

I analyzed so much in my mind, but only a few seconds passed in reality.

Gojo Satoru channeled all his magical power to reinforce his limitless defense, preparing to withstand the remaining attacks from the [Jacob's Ladder].

"boom!"

The beam of light from [Jacob's Ladder] struck Wuxia, but Gojo Satoru, who had already prepared a reversal technique, felt no damage whatsoever.

Just as he was pondering this, his expression suddenly changed.

Wu Jiao Wu's protective barrier was stripped bare in an instant, just like Ah Wei who had fallen into Brother Jie's hands.

"Oh no!"

Gojo Satoru immediately unleashed [Spell Reversal - Hell] in an attempt to buy some time.

"But it's too slow!"

Su Nu didn't miss this moment; she flashed forward, her slash instantly closing in. "[Release]!!"

The terrifying slash severed [Spell Reversal - He], and then slashed towards Gojo Satoru.

"Pfft."

A line of blood appeared from Gojo Satoru's waist, his body split in two.

Gojo Satoru was cut in half at the waist.

The chat in the live stream was silent for a moment, then suddenly exploded.

"??????"

"No!!"

"Gojo Satoru was cut in half?!"

"Humanity has lost? What will happen next??"

"Holy crap, is this really Gojo Satoru's defeat cutscene?! I don't want to see this!"

......

At the high school's headquarters, everyone suddenly stood up, staring in horror at the screen showing Gojo Satoru being cut in half at the waist.

"Gojo-sensei, you lost?"

Itachi swayed, a feeling of disbelief washing over him.

In his mind, Gojo Satoru might not be as good as Mashiro, but he was still an absolute powerhouse.

Even he couldn't defeat Sukuna?

"Don't panic!"

Seeing the crowd gradually sinking into serious despair, the deer shouted, "Mashiro has already gone there!"

Upon hearing what the deer said, everyone looked at the spot where Mashiro had originally been sitting.

Just as she said, Mashiro's figure is no longer here.

Looking at Gojo Satoru, who was half-standing and half-lying on the ground, the little deer felt a surge of panic.

If even Mashiro were to be hit like that...

No, you can't think like that!

The little deer slapped its face hard, its eyes hardening once more.

Trust in Mashiro. Even if she is defeated by Sukuna, that's when it's your turn to step up.

Xiaolu glanced back at the other students at the vocational high school. The people Mashiro wanted to protect, she also wanted to protect.

Since I am already dead, it wouldn't matter if I died again.

Just as she was thinking, the little deer felt a gaze upon her.

Upon closer inspection, she realized it was Yuta Otsukotsu, who was doing the same thing as her.

Yigu nodded to her and tightened his grip on Rika's hand.

Rika and Yuta have been together for so long, so Rika naturally knows what he's thinking.

She held onto Yuta's hand tightly in return, silently supporting him.

After seeing them, the little deer smiled and turned its attention back to the screen.

In the battlefield of Shinjuku, Gojo Satoru lay on the ground with his upper body exposed, blood trickling from the corner of his mouth.

His consciousness gradually became blurred, as if he were constantly diving into the sea.

"Pfft!"

Suddenly, he opened his eyes and found himself inside a brightly lit station.

"Yo, Satoru, long time no see."

Xia Youjie appeared, greeted them, and sat down next to Wutiao Wu.

"What? It's Jay."

Gojo Satoru leaned back in his chair, tilting his head back and looking at the ceiling above him.

"What's wrong? Why are you sighing as soon as you see me?"

Xia Youjie pouted and said with dissatisfaction.

Gojo Satoru scratched his head, then sighed again: "I told my students before that we are always alone when facing death, so I feel ashamed to think of you."

"How could he possibly be alone?"

Upon hearing Gojo Satoru's words, Xia Youjie burst into laughter, "Are you stupid?"

"Huh? What are you saying, kid?"

"As human beings, we are always forming bonds with other people."

Xia Youjie also imitated Wu Tiaowu in a similar manner, tilting his head back and looking at the ceiling.

The bright lights were a bit dazzling.

He paused for a moment before speaking again: "Whether they are monkeys or sorcerers, they are all the same."

"The emotions that arise from interactions with others will always come to mind when you truly part ways, no matter how indifferent you seemed before."

"That's not like you, Jay."

Gojo Satoru turned his head to look at Natsumi Yukichi.

"That's because I've experienced it firsthand."

Xia Youjie chuckled and turned his head to look into Gojo Satoru's azure eyes: "When you killed me."