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

The drill-shaped vines stabbed straight at Mashiro, faster and at a more cunning angle than the previous spear-shaped vines.

The three drills attack simultaneously from the top, middle, and bottom, sealing off any escape routes.

Mashiro trusted her judgment and let the drill vines crash into her body.

He was hit in three places simultaneously: his left chest, abdomen, and right leg.

The drill vines begin to spin at high speed the moment they touch the skin, attempting to penetrate the defenses.

But just now, the spear-shaped vine hadn't caused a wound when it pierced her left shoulder, and it was the same now. The drill was spinning wildly on her skin, but it could only leave a few shallow white marks.

Hua Yu looked surprised, but it didn't have time to think about the reason.

Mashiro's defense increases continuously during battle, and the second hit of the same type of attack is always weaker than the first.

Mashiro grabbed the root of the drill vine with her backhand, and the curse power flowed backward from her palm, tracing the internal patterns and heading straight for Hanamichi's body.

Hanako abruptly severed the vines, and clear sap spurted from the cuts. The severed vines withered in Mashiro's hands.

At the same time, a real voice came from the side and behind, so close it was almost touching his ear.

"What are you grabbing?"

A pale hand reached out from the side and grabbed at the back of Shiro's neck, its five fingers spread wide, each fingertip now a bone spur.

As the real person was being dragged deeper into the forest by Hanami, he tore off his only remaining left arm from his shoulder again and fired it as a ranged weapon, while his main body continued to be dragged away by Hanami.

The arm was reconstructed behind Mashiro's side, growing back into a complete limb at an incredible speed, from the fingers to the wrist, from the forearm to the shoulder.

The real person tore off his entire left arm to use as a projectile weapon.

Without turning his head, Zhenbai thrust backward, the silver blade piercing precisely into the palm of that hand.

After piercing the palm, the blade continued forward, the tip of which was about to touch the real person's wrist.

The real person's hand deformed after being stabbed, and a mouth split open in the palm, filled with small, barbed bone teeth, biting down on Cong Yu's knife, trying to forcibly lock the blade.

At the same time, two new bone spurs grew from the two sides of the crack in the palm, bypassing the blade and stabbing towards Mashiro's wrist as he held the sword.

With a flick of his wrist, the high-speed vibration from the sound wave shattered Cong Yu's bones and teeth instantly. Then, he kicked back with his right leg, accurately striking the real man's wrist.

The real wrist transformed into soft tentacles the instant it was kicked, wrapping around her ankle. The force was not strong enough to restrain her.

But the real person doesn't always think about trapping anyone; what he always wants is slaughter.

His five fingers each transformed into miniature bone blades, which he used to sever her Achilles tendon.

The bone blade cut into the skin, leaving five shallow, almost invisible wounds.

Click-clack.

Ignoring the minor wounds on her heel, Mashiro used her left hand's Murasame to slash horizontally as she caught the blade, the silvery light sweeping across Mashiro's forearm.

The blade cut into the muscle, but was once again deliberately deformed and dodged.

The real man's arm split open before the blade even touched it, allowing the blade to pass through the middle and retreat unharmed behind the water array wall of Tuogen.

"Interesting." The Master withdrew his left arm and retreated behind Tuogen.

His face was filled with intense curiosity. "I've used so many spells on you, but your body doesn't change at all. I can't even touch it. Why is that?"

"So you've already used the spell. I didn't feel anything at all."

Mashiro stood up straight, and Congyu twirled in her left hand before landing in her right.

The five wounds on my heel have begun to heal, and the blood has barely had time to flow out before it is covered by new skin.

"Coming all this way to save your own comrade? What a waste of your life."

In the few seconds that the two sides were locked in a standoff, Hua Yu's barrier formation was completely blasted through by Cang.

A dark blue gravitational sphere slammed into the vine curtain from the front, tearing a large hole in the center of hundreds of layers of interwoven plant fibers. All the vines struck by the sphere were crushed to the atomic level by gravity and disappeared.

Just this one second.

Tuo Gen activated his Water Escape Technique, and water vapor gushed out from the cracks in the ground.

The edge of the dense forest was shrouded in a salty mist, so thick that you couldn't see your hand in front of your face.

Mashiro's perception of her curse power was interfered with by the mist, and the remnants of Hanamichi and Tagore's curse power were mixed together, making it impossible to distinguish who was where.

Mashiro didn't stop to wait for the mist to dissipate.

She charged into the mist, slashing horizontally through the rain, the blade touching Hua Yu's retreating back.

The blade slashed horizontally into Hanamichi's left side, but missed a vital spot. Hanamichi twisted her body to dodge most of the attack as the blade entered.

As Mashiro drew her sword, she twisted her wrist, and the blade made a horizontal cut in Hanami's body.

Hua Yu's left arm was completely severed, leaving her bare below the shoulder, with roots still wriggling at the cut.

Gojo Satoru walked up from behind Mashiro, his fingertips still in the same position as when he launched the Azure. His gaze behind his sunglasses pierced through the mist, sweeping over the receding afterimage of the cursed spirit.

Hua Yu only had her right arm left, tightly embracing Lou Hu. Zhen Ren was dragged back by Hua Yu's vines, both of his arms severed at the shoulders, and were regenerating. Tuo Gen's tentacles were affected by Cang Bo and hung limply at his sides.

"Wow, it runs so fast!" Gojo Satoru put his hand in front of his eyebrows and looked into the distance.

Mashiro did not answer. She stood there and inserted Murasame into Hanami's severed arm that had fallen to the ground.

The blade hummed, the severed arm turned to ashes, and immense magical power surged into the body through the blade.

They did escape; it wasn't that she didn't want to chase after them.

The water mist was still there, but Hua Yu's curse power had already merged into the entire mountain forest, and Tuo Gen's water escape technique completely covered the remaining curse power.

The real person used the transformation of non-action to activate all the broken branches and debris on the ground, turning them into more than a dozen small insects that scurried around in all directions, disrupting the last clues for tracking.

A few seconds later, the four magical reactions completely disappeared into the forest.

"They escaped." Mashiro said, turning around as she put Murasame back into her body.

"It's not your problem."

Gojo Satoru walked to her side, glanced down at the withered vine remains on the ground, and said, "A person in a vegetative state uses their left arm to create space for escape. Patients use both hands as expendable resources."

"That octopus must have specifically practiced how to conceal its magical power using water escape techniques. Their retreat coordination must have been prepared many times in advance."

He kicked at the remaining trash on the ground.

"They never intended to fight you from the beginning; every step they took was just to buy time to retreat."

He paused, his gaze behind his sunglasses landing on Mashiro's face.

The wheels spinning above the girl's head gradually slowed down and finally stopped.

A hint of curiosity flashed in Gojo Satoru's eyes, but he still didn't intend to ask any further questions.

"You feel it's a pity?"

"It's not a pity." Mashiro looked away and stretched. "They ran away, but they paid a heavy price. At least they won't be able to cause trouble for a while."