The person was chanting a curse, but their hands were wielding the black magic.

Finding two specific targets in the vast ruins of Tokyo should have been like finding a needle in a haystack.

However, the process was far easier than Fukuro had anticipated.

Shortly after ascending into the smoke-polluted sky above the Tokyo barrier, several torrents of blazing white magical energy rose abruptly from the city several kilometers away without warning.

It tore through the oppressive air and shot straight into the sky.

That lavish spending, that arrogant energy fluctuation.

Only one person can do that.

Stone Flow Dragon.

"This is too much..." Fuhei was speechless for a moment, and could only command Nue to fly quickly towards the source of the most frequent artillery fire.

In their field of vision, the beams of magical energy shooting into the sky became increasingly clear.

As someone who is determined to satisfy his unfulfilled desire for the title of "the strongest offensive force of the Date Domain" four hundred years ago, Sekiryū Ryū's logic is clearly different from that of Fushiguro, a dark and cunning attacker from the sewers.

The cursed cannons were firing indiscriminately over Tokyo, each trajectory clearly indicating the launcher's location and status.

There was no intention whatsoever to conceal their presence.

It was more like a provocation to all beings who could sense this power.

Meanwhile, another force is still resisting this ruthless cursed cannon.

Thunder roared, tearing apart the atmosphere and ripping through the clouds over Tokyo.

Shi Liulong and Lu Ziyun, these two martial arts fanatics from four hundred years ago, are still locked in a fierce battle, just like Fu Heigang broke into the barrier!

Each clash between the spell cannon and the thunder caused the neighborhood to deteriorate further into ruins.

They seemed completely absorbed in this fierce battle between evenly matched opponents, repeating it over and over again, enjoying it immensely!

At this critical moment.

It was not a sudden attack, but two figures that fell from the sky, crashing down on the scorched earth where they stood with them, with an aura no less powerful than the two of them.

The rubble and smoke from the stove kicked up by the attack forcefully interrupted the momentum of both sides.

Zi said, "Hey! Don't make me get too excited!"

"This body, devoid of any magical power, is yours—the one who came in and stirred things up last time!"

Both of them recognized Shen Er, whom they had fought before, since it was rare to find a Heavenly Being without any magical power and a Cursed Being.

"But who are you...?"

Shi Liulong's gaze left Shen Er and shifted to another person who had fallen into the battlefield along with that burly figure.

Fu Hei took a step forward, the shadow beneath his feet silently expanding, and the jade dog with its fangs bared, roared as it materialized from the darkness.

"Just some brat from the Ten Shadows."

The sorcerer quickly recognized Fukuro's style, then glanced at Shen, who was standing next to Fukuro:

"Why have you repeatedly disrupted our duel?"

"What are you fighting for?"

"For...what?"

Faced with the two people's straightforward and abrupt questions, Fu Hei felt a sense of bewilderment and confusion.

His gaze lingered again and again on the battle-ready faces of Shi Liulong and Lu Ziyun.

Yes, for what reason?

From the moment his consciousness entered this world that was both familiar and strange, all of Fukuro's actions and calculations began.

Even risking their lives, isn't the underlying driving force simply to save more characters from the original work?

He wanted to save Nanami, who was about to die.

They wanted to save Gojo, who was supposed to be cut in half.

Fukuro's initial intention was simply to save his comrades who would otherwise have died tragically, and to rewrite those heartbreaking bad endings.

To this end, he resorted to all sorts of underhanded tricks, as insidious as possible, as long as it achieved his goal, anything was acceptable.

For Fukuro, now...

The safest and most style-appropriate approach for him would be to continue lurking in the shadows.

Patiently wait until Shi Liulong and Lu Ziyun are exhausted to their limits in this battle, or even both are seriously injured, before commanding T0 to steal the bag and end the battle.

What was it that drove Fu Hei to risk his life and stand before the two powerful figures?

Even though he wasn't entirely confident of victory.

The battlefield cooled down with this question, and the four faced off, but none of them dared to break the silence.

Fuhei was left alone, facing the question that had been lingering in his heart.

……

……

"I think I understand now."

After a long silence, Fu Hei spoke again, bringing the battlefield back to a fever pitch.

Fuhei now felt as if he were sitting in a bright and sunny airport, waiting for the airport's electronic announcements to guide him to his flight.

Board that flight heading south.

"That's great, I'm gradually getting everything sorted out."

At this moment, Fukuro finally understood why the deer was happy when it was being chopped into mango chunks by the grid cleaver.

At this moment, Fukuro finally ushered in his "southward journey".

Next episode.

North.

"The absolute strength that comes with it is a profound loneliness, but it teaches you to love!"

Fu Hei spoke again, raising his voice to drown out the lingering buzzing of cursed energy on the battlefield, clearly reaching the ears of the two ancient powerhouses.

"fighting!"

The battle was exhilarating!

From this perspective, Fushiguro finally understood everything.

What are you mumbling about?

Let's fight!

Fighting is one of life's greatest joys!

"You're so incredibly sweet!"

Lao Zi retorted, "Very insightful!"

Four powerful auras clashed, rose, and entangled fiercely in the sky above this devastated ruin!

The air seemed to freeze, the pebbles floated, and even the distant flames seemed to pause.

Use sneak attacks and guerrilla tactics to disrupt the battlefield between Shi Liulong and Lu Ziyun?

No, that's a useless way of thinking.

"You're the challengers!"