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

Chapter 66 Fu Hei, I am Itajimaru!!!

?! Load-bearing capacity!?

?! So many! ?

?!weightlifting!?

In other words, Fukuro is going to lift up the Hōsei Palace structure within a radius of 200 meters!

Weightlifting is still chasing me.

If this continues, Fukuro will soon be able to discover the true meaning of weightlifting.

But in this moment of life and death.

"Come on—that's what I'm best at!"

Fu Hei suddenly expanded his shadow.

The surging shadows frantically devoured the architectural remains within the Hōsei Palace that had been slashed down by the [Demon-Slaying Chef].

Broken stone pillars, collapsed walls, and shattered bricks and tiles—everything was being swallowed by shadows, as if flowing into a bottomless abyss.

The edge of the shadow was expanding, like a greedy maw, taking in every fragment that could be touched.

The weight of the objects contained within the shadow is reflected back to Fukuro in a 100% manner.

With each additional piece of debris absorbed into the shadow, his face became even more grotesque due to the force exerted.

Veins bulged on his forehead, and sweat poured down like a stream, instantly soaking his clothes.

"You wretched brat!"

Su Nuo also decided to stop attacking Mo Xu Luo.

Instead, he unleashed all his strikes on the structure of the Hōsei Palace.

They were trying to create more building debris, more dust, and more weight.

They competed with Fushiguro's weightlifting limits by producing weight at a certain speed.

The slashes fell like a storm on the still intact structures, cutting more walls, more pillars, and more domes into fragments, which were then absorbed by the dark shadow.

With each strike, more fragments were swallowed by the shadows, and Fu Hei's body sank even further.

boom! ! !

Moxu Luo continued to attack the helpless Su Nuo.

The demon-slaying sword was raised high, then slammed down like a guillotine, tearing a large hole in Su Nuo's shoulder blade, scattering bone fragments and flesh everywhere.

But the King of Curses did not yield an inch, remaining unmoved.

The formed palm prints continued to increase the damage to the building structure, and the Reversal Technique was running at full power, desperately trying to block the damage unleashed by the Demon Void Demon.

Ignoring all the cost of his magical power, the flesh that had just been cut off instantly regenerated, allowing him to withstand the ferocious attack of the Demon Void Demon with his own flesh and blood.

"Hey, kid."

"You've been holding it up until your lips are turning purple."

At this point, most of the Hongxing Palace had been destroyed, and a large number of ruins fell into the ever-expanding shadow of Fuhei.

An unpleasant slapping sound also came from Fuhei's body.

It sounded like bones breaking, and each expansion of the shadow was accompanied by a stinging pain.

Oh no, I think I can't lift it anymore!

Fu Hei's vision began to darken, and the sound of his own increasingly rapid and clear heartbeat echoed in his ears.

"I'll help you!"

The heron spread out a large area of flat surface.

"If we could fold a flat surface like this, creating a storage space like a net or a bag..."

Following the template of Fu Hei's shadow, she successfully carved out a second weightlifting space on the battlefield that could hold the dust.

Those folded spaces are like transparent bags, scooping up large chunks of architectural debris.

Although unfamiliar with the task, in this life-or-death situation, the crow couldn't care less about anything else.

"It's so heavy!"

In the instant the plane was closed up, Wu Lu's hands almost dislocated.

The weight, transmitted through the space, pressed down on her arm as if it were a physical object, and creaking sounds came from her joints as she struggled to bear the strain.

So Fukuro had been bearing and carrying such a heavy weight all along?

The egret couldn't help but feel respect for Fu Hei.

They actually carried the weight of the entire Hōsei Palace and fought alongside them without ever uttering a single complaint!

The problem is that, compared to veteran weightlifter Fukuro, the slender weightlifter Uru is almost unable to lift the house in his hands due to his lack of technique and power generation skills.

The flat surface she tore open resembled a plastic bag about to burst, its edges trembling and creaking under the weight, the folds on its surface constantly widening.

If it breaks, that weight will fall at the same moment, into the shadow's range, causing a huge impact on Fuhei, which would actually do more harm than good.

Wu Lu gritted her teeth, veins bulging on her forehead, but she could no longer lift the weight of Hongxing Palace; her limit was approaching.

"Me too!"

Stone Dragon and Sun Chariot directly trigger the bond.

The two strengthened their bodies with magical power and joined the weightlifting team, together with Wu Lu, to lift this heavy load.

Even Lu Ziyun, whose arms had been damaged and ulcerated by the thundercloud to the point where the bones were almost exposed, joined in the weightlifting. With his arms, which were almost nothing but skeletons, he tightly gripped a corner of the flat surface and used his last bit of strength to lift it up.

Every exertion was accompanied by excruciating pain. But an indomitable flame still burned in Lu Ziyun's eyes.

He cannot fall; he absolutely cannot fall on the eve of defeating Sukuna.

The Hōsei Palace, which had been chopped almost to pieces by the [Demon-Slaying Chef], was lifted up firmly by the Dou Nuo Unity!

"I told you you can't beat us."

"Do you believe it, Sukuna?!"

Fu Hei's voice carried an almost insane resolve.

He could sense that [Demon-Slaying Chef] had reached its final stage, and the intensity of its strikes was constantly weakening.

Su Nuo's magical power was consumed by the continuous reversal.

Those once incredibly fierce slashes were now at their last gasp, unable to leave even a white mark on Mo Xuluo's body.

In addition, Moxu Luo kept shooting Su Nuo like a soccer ball, and every swing of the Demon-Slaying Sword added a new wound to Su Nuo's body.

Su Nuo admitted that if he didn't take a gamble now, he might really be stuck to Lord Mo Xu Luo's shoes.

"Stove—turn on!!!"

Crimson flames once again took control of the battlefield.

Su Nuo unleashed his final trump card upon the space before him once more.

Orange-red light danced at his fingertips, then transformed into a blazing fire arrow.

This reflects Su Nuo's final madness!

The flames engulfed the space before them, casting the silhouette of the Divine General of the Otherworldly Rings indistinctly amidst the flames and thick smoke.

The orange-red light tinged the pale body of the Demon Void Demon with a warm hue, and its figure swayed in the firelight, yet it never fell.

Su Nuo could only hope that this attack would bring him unexpected results.

But after the smoke and fire subsided.

"Click...click..."

The Divine General of the Other Ring emerged from the dust and smoke once again, and as always, swung his demon-slaying sword toward his target.

Its figure gradually became clear in the smoke and dust. Its pale body was unharmed, and the Dharma wheel above its head was rotating steadily, radiating the light of victory.

Its steps were steady and composed, each step resonating in Su Nuo's heart.

In other words, Fu Heiju won!

The Dou Nuo Clan lifted up the entire Hongxing Palace!

"Click...click..."

The demon-slaying sword was raised high, about to fall.

The blade gleamed with a cold light in the pale daylight, its point aimed directly at Su Nuo's neck.

Only Su Nuo's strained voice echoed before the demon-slaying sword:

"Kuro!"

"I am Japanese knotweed!"

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(Kids, wasn't this episode amazing?)

(The recent data has been consistently bad)