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

What could be more terrifying than a major calamity?

It is a great celestial journey.

Great fortune is coming to the skies!!!

The demonic Void crashed down from the sky.

The demon-slaying sword in its hand, wreathed in an aura of chaos and destruction, plunged downwards with terrifying acceleration as it hurtled into the already shattered earth of Tokyo!

A terrifying, bottomless crater instantly replaced the original landscape!

The shockwave transformed into a visible grayish-white ring of air, layer upon layer pushing it further and further away, lifting and tossing away debris as if it were a toy!

"What's that noise?"

Even Shi Liulong and Lu Ziyun, who were still trapped by the cursed spirit, were shaken by this terrifying commotion, which far surpassed any previous one.

Staring in horror at the epicenter of the explosion, and at the pale figure in the sky slowly raising a sword.

Lu Juan's usually composed and smiling face froze completely at this moment.

incredible.

During his previous infiltration of the college, he had already obtained basic information on all registered individuals in the contemporary sorcery world through various channels.

The boy named Fukuro Megumi was clearly listed in his file as a Level 2 mage.

Although he is the successor of the Ten Kage, his potential is still considerable.

However, his experience, spell power, and combat performance are not outstanding among the talented generation of college students, at least not to the point where he needs to pay close attention to them personally.

And now, I've actually been defeated by a level two mage?

Sa!

The sound of something cutting through the air rose again!

Having broken free from the constraints of gravity and fully adapted to the aerial environment, Mo Xuluo's movements are even more bizarre, swift, and unpredictable than when he is on the ground!

It no longer needs to step on the ground for leverage; its massive, pale body can turn, stop abruptly, and surge forward at will in the air.

Disregarding the common sense of physics and mechanics, they began their pursuit of the unstable Lu Suo.

"Damn it, I didn't intend to expose too much here."

Lu Suo's eyes were extremely gloomy; he knew he could no longer hold back.

"gravity!"

Lu Suo once again unleashed the trump card technique that he originally did not want to reveal.

He attempted to create gravity out of thin air around Moxuluo.

He wanted to use the most brutal method to pull this flying monster back to the ground and crush it with absolute mass.

however.

The technique is useless.

It has never been adapted to just the state of zero gravity, or the abilities of Zangetsu.

Mo Xuluo's adaptation has transcended mere spells, and has even adapted to the concept of gravity itself.

Shila-

The sword that vanquishes demons, strike once more!

The rope slashed diagonally down at Lu Su, who was trying to maintain the spell but whose body was being restrained!

Blood splattered.

The slash struck Lu Suo's right shoulder and left waist, leaving a terrifying, deep gash that exposed bone.

Almost halved!

Large amounts of blood, mixed with fragments of internal organs and fresh blood, poured out wildly, splashing a gruesome blood mist in the air!

Another corner of the ruins.

Fukuro, who had barely regained a semblance of mobility thanks to the Enshika, stared blankly at the figure in the distance whose blood had been spilled across the sky.

"Will we...will we win?"

"It looks like we're really going to win."

Jujutsu Kaisen isn't going to end like this, is it?

Fuhei watched the battle situation gradually turn around, a look of absurdity on his face.

Above the ruins of Tokyo, only the silent, pale figure of Moxuluo floats, creating a bizarre and shocking apocalyptic scene.

The night wind, carrying the scent of blood and scorched earth, howled past.

But things didn't turn out as Fukuro had hoped.

After confirming that its prey was still, Moxu Luo launched another attack.

The tip of the demon-slaying sword, Chaos, precisely re-locked onto the thick pool of blood that was spreading below.

A figure slowly rose again from the swirling blood mist and dust.

"This really scared me. I never imagined that the Zen-in family would harbor such a terrifying monster."

Relying on the reversal technique, Lu Suo once again stood atop the pool of blood.

But when facing Mo Xu Luo again this time, Lu Suo's eyes, which he raised, no longer showed the previous panic and solemnity.

Instead, a sense of composure, born from a profound understanding of everything, resurfaces.

"Adaptability, that's a really good ability."

"However, I'm getting used to it soon."

"Ganesha!"

Lu Suo used the Cursed Spirit Manipulation Technique again to counterattack Mo Xu Luo.

Is it that special-grade cursed spirit again?

Fu Hei was taken aback when he saw Lu Suo summon this conceptual-level special-grade curse spirit again. Did Lu Suo want to use the same trick again?

However, Fukuro believed in Lord Moxu Luo.

"exclude--"

Lu Suo extended her finger, not pointing at Mo Xu Luo, but gently touching her own brow.

"Eliminate my presence."

Ganesha let out an ethereal cry, and the illusory halo collapsed inward, engulfing and swallowing Luso entirely.

Disappeared.

It's not that the physical body disappears, but rather that the sense of existence is completely stripped away.

In Fuhei's perception, Lusuo, who was standing just a second ago, was radiating overwhelming curse power.

After the halo of the elephant god swept past, all its magical power fluctuations, life aura, killing intent, and even traces of its existence as a top-level sorcerer vanished into thin air!

"roar……?"

The Demon Void, suspended in mid-air, seemed to show a hint of confusion in its empty eyes for the first time.

According to the inherent logic of the subjugation ritual, when the subjugation target is lost or cannot be identified.

Mo Xuluo's senses began to shift.

Empty eyes slowly turned.

Finally, they located the black-haired boy at the edge of the ruins, whose pupils were constricting in shock at the sudden change in events.

Fukuro Megumi.

He slowly swung the demon-slaying sword, then charged towards Fu Hei.

"With such a powerful trump card, why didn't you use it in the battle just now?"

"Then that proves you haven't subdued it yet."

"So, you're also a target?"

With the breath gone, the sound of the lute came from all directions, and the composed tone returned completely.

With a hint of mockery, they eagerly awaited how Fuhei would deal with Moxuluo.

This ancient demon, though unfamiliar with Mo Xu Luo, was very knowledgeable about the subjugation ritual.

At this moment, he completely eliminated all his aura, causing Mo Xuluo's lock on the enemy to turn towards Fu Hei.

The massive, pale body traced a bleak arc in the air before landing precisely in front of Fu Hei.

He was ready to perform the same feat as in the original story, slapping Fu Hei away with a single blow.

Netizens were right.

Fu Heizao should have prepared some oxygen cylinders and then taken refuge in the shadows.

But Fukuro now has another trump card.

"It should be almost fully charged by now!"

The demon-slaying sword clashed fiercely with the murderous blade hidden in the shadows.

It struck the blade of the Heavenly Reversal Sword squarely!

The ear-piercing clang of metal clashing exploded, sparks flying everywhere mixed with strange energy turbulence!

The anticipated scene of the Heavenly Reversal Blade breaking and Fuhei being split in two did not occur.

On the contrary, Mo Xuluo's pale figure gradually faded and became illusory, finally freezing at the moment he raised the Demon-Slaying Blade once more.

It merged back into the shadow beneath Fu Hei's feet.

"Forcefully cancel all ongoing spells."

"Where did you get that cursed artifact?"

At that time, Lu Suo's tone clearly no longer looked down on Fu Hei.

How could he not know the legends and characteristics of the Heavenly Rebellion Cauldron?

This shouldn't be here at all, much less in the hands of a level two mage.

"What, scared?" Fu Hei mocked again.

"Even if you temporarily dispel this shikigami, with your meager magical power and injuries, how can you possibly contend with me?"

"Curse power? Who said my curse power is already depleted?"

Fu Hei tilted his head and flicked his finger lightly, pointing to one side of the battlefield.

The tearing sound of flesh being cut was exceptionally clear.

"I'm lying down..."

Shi Liulong's face was frozen in utter astonishment. Before he could utter his last words, he was killed by Shen Er, who emerged from the shadows once more.

"Give me a quick death."

Lu Ziyun, who was lying on the ground, stopped struggling and let Shen Er carry out the order to harvest.

"Have you forgotten that you came here to steal my kills?"

Lu Suo spared the lives of both of them so that he could feed Jie Jian.

Instead, Fukuro used this unexpected surprise attack to plunder all their gains.

Fuhei smugly felt the flow of new magical energy, waiting for the golden insect to reappear.

"I'm Xiao Jin!!!"

"Swimming Hei Hui has been confirmed to have killed Swimmer Shi Liulong and Swimmer Lu Ziyun. In accordance with the rules of death and return, a portion of their maximum spell power and residual spell energy are being extracted and transferred..."

The abundant magical power instantly replenished Fuhei's almost depleted state, allowing him to once again stand firmly on the opposite side of Lusuo.

"You idiot, don't you have a heart?"