Curse Return: Swordsmith Start

Chapter 88 Successful Subjugation

The world was plunged into darkness for a moment, and the next instant, as if a searchlight had shone down, the strongest, sealed power once again revealed its might.

Light hidden in the shadows.

Fushiguro Megumi stood at the center of that void.

Before him, a massive, white cocoon-like object, bound with countless incantations, emerged from the deepest part of the shadow, like a nightmare born from the abyss of hell.

Then, amidst the cold sweat on the faces of everyone except the Yue people, it tore apart.

There was no blood, only a silent disintegration; the thing broke free of its restraints and stood upright.

Its massive size, like a mountain range, and its bulging muscles seemed to be cast from the pure concept of "strength".

Its head had no eyes; the eye sockets were completely bare, yet it was more chilling than any menacing gaze.

Instead of ears, the sides of its head are four wings, resembling the majesty of a deity, slightly open and closed, with a thick tail hanging down from the back of its head, silently dangling behind it.

As the information provided by the Yue people senior described, the eight-spoked Dharma wheel floated above his head, and his right arm was wrapped with bandages of unknown origin, with a weapon resembling a hand knife tied to the back of his hand.

"This is the otherworldly god general, Mo Xu Luo! This aura is truly worthy of being the strongest shikigami."

Yuki's expression turned serious. Only now that this guy had actually appeared did she understand why the young man from Yue had been so cautious beforehand.

Everything was necessary. Even disregarding his exaggerated physique, the aura he exuded was terrifying. In terms of aura alone, he was in no way inferior to a top-tier demon. However, the thing in his hand, the "Demon-Slaying Sword," with such a weapon, a top-tier demon spirit would be nothing more than a single strike in front of him.

In this sense, subduing a user has certain advantages, since it is not as easily restrained as a cursed spirit.

Ten types of shadow magic, and they actually have something this outrageous hidden inside? There's a reason why the three major families have dominated for a thousand years; none of them should be underestimated.

The other two people standing nearby were also completely stunned, with only one thought running through their minds.

Is this monster really a shikigami?

It exuded an aura stronger than any enemy they had ever seen; a true monster.

This thing, even just standing still on the sword hill, its mere existence, seemed to stop the surrounding air from moving.

The monster moved, its gaze fixed on Fu Hei. Although it had no eyes, it could clearly sense being watched.

Fushiguro Megumi's breath hitched.

That wasn't intimidation, it wasn't murderous intent, it wasn't anything he was familiar with.

That is—being watched.

The next moment, at a speed too fast for the eyes to catch, too fast for the body to react, a pale hand appeared in front of him.

With fingers spread, it reached for his head.

Fukuhei Huicai barely managed to react.

It's not that I didn't want to dodge, it's that there was simply no time to dodge.

The hand was only centimeters away from his face.

Then, it stopped.

Mo Xuluo lowered his head and looked at his chest.

One claw had already torn open its abdomen, causing several wounds about one centimeter deep. This would be fatal to an ordinary person, but on this monster, it wouldn't even be considered a serious injury. However, it successfully stopped the attack of the Demon Void Demon.

The training was effective; Fushiguro was not intimidated by the shikigami and instead launched a probing counterattack.

However, in reality, the enemy is indeed powerful enough. Aside from special abilities, all of its physical stats are extremely high. Ordinary attacks have little effect on this guy. Even though it has only just appeared, it is ridiculously "tanky".

Fushiguro took a deep breath.

Gripping the sword forged with the help of the Yue people's predecessors, the battle officially begins.

"Then let's do it again."

He moved.

This time, he took the initiative.

With a powerful thrust of his feet, his body shot forward like an arrow, instantly covering ten meters, his katana slashing from the side towards Mo Xuluo's neck—

Mo Xuluo raised his hand.

He placed his palm in front of the blade.

The moment the blade and palm collided, a ripple spread through the air, blowing up Fukuro Megumi's hair and revealing the bulging veins on her forehead.

He gritted his teeth.

It can't be suppressed.

The blade only penetrated a little before being blocked by that hand like an iron clamp.

Mo Xuluo swung his other hand.

Fukuro Megumi drew her sword, retreated, and dodged.

Before he could even get his footing, another attack struck his face.

He turned to the side.

A fist grazed his chest, the wind it created tearing a hole in his clothes.

In the distance, Itadori Kugizaki stared intently at the battlefield. The pessimistic scene made both of them clench their fists until their knuckles turned white, and their hearts clenched with anxiety.

"Can Huita...win?"

Ninety-nine was stationed beside him, his gaze deep.

"have no idea."

Kugizaki bit his lip.

"But what about Senior Yue's plan?"

"A plan is just a plan," Yue Ren said calmly. "A battle is a battle; everything depends on him."

Sensing the presence of the Demon Void within his body, Yue Ren nodded inwardly. He had previously worried that a shikigami of the Demon Void's level might be unique, and what if two people who possessed "ten shadow spells" couldn't summon the Demon Void at the same time? Wouldn't that be disastrous?

It seems that the effect of the copy card is thorough; it doesn't just have "ten shadow spells," but rather it copies an entire set of shikigami.

The Demon Void summoned by Fukuro has nothing to do with him, which means that if he succeeds, there might be a scene where two Demon Void appear on the same stage when necessary. I'm kind of looking forward to it.

Fukuko gritted her teeth.

He knew he had to find an opportunity to end the ceremony as soon as possible.

Physical strength is limited, magical power is limited, and time is limited.

As for Mo Xuluo, according to intelligence, if he continues to drag things out, his chances of winning will only decrease.

The Demon Lord's hand is at it again.

Fushiguro Megumi had no time to think and instinctively dodged.

He failed to dodge the second blow, and the hand grazed his shoulder, leaving three bloody marks on his skin with its fingertips.

pain.

Burning pain.

But Fukuro Megumi couldn't attend to that.

He used the force of the blow to retreat backward.

They've successfully widened the gap.

He took a deep breath, gripped the katana tightly, and at that moment he placed all his trust in the sword in his hand.

The jet-black blade was now faintly glowing; it was the magical power he had poured into it responding to him—twenty times his usual amount of magical power. He had never been so extravagant to use so much magical power for a single strike.

Moxu Luo began to run, continuing to pursue his sole mission, tearing and biting like a mad dog, to kill the challenger who dared to wake him up.

Even though it sensed that the knife possessed an aura that could threaten it.

However, the commands engraved in the essence of the spell do not endow it with enough wisdom to make dodge commands.

Meanwhile, Fushiguro Megumi's hands were already raised above her head.

A slight smile curved the corners of Fushiguro Megumi's lips.

"If it doesn't work, then I'm out of ideas, senior..."

'

He murmured.

Then he swung it down.

In that instant, the world fell silent.

There was no sound, no light, nothing that could be described.

Only one cut.

A jet-black blade of light erupted from the blade, like a waterfall, a torrent, a rift tearing through the heavens and earth. It slashed toward Mo Xuluo with power sufficient to destroy everything.

The attack was so fast that the blade shattered everything before anyone could even notice it.

A barely perceptible name was murmured from Fu Hei's lips. It was the name of this move that Yue Ren had told him. Although it was a bit strange, he still felt he should say it.

"The Last Crescent Moon Sky Peak"

Mo Xuluo was about to raise his arm to block it—but it was too late.

The blade had already sliced ​​through its body.

A straight, vertical blade runs from the top of the head to the crotch, or rather, it's like a stroke of ink dividing the world in two.

Mo Xuluo's figure stopped.

The menacing pose froze in mid-air.

Then-

When it realized what was happening, its body, including the Dharma wheel on its head, had already cracked open. It tried to turn, but it was like a gear stuck and couldn't turn.

Ultimately, it could only crack under the influence of a powerful force.

It was from that knife mark that her entire body began to disintegrate, like a sandcastle, like a snowman in the sunlight, like—an existence smeared black by ink.

The specks of light scattered and danced in the void.

Fushiguro Megumi stood still, subconsciously raising her hand to look at the knife in her hand.

The light on the blade was fading from the tip, and the material itself was breaking apart, exceeding its limits.

The twentyfold power of the spell was used up in an instant with a gentle wave, but of course, the power it displayed far exceeded expectations.

He never imagined that his magical power could cause such a powerful attack.

He lowered his head and gasped for breath.

His body was trembling, but he stood ramrod straight.

He really succeeded; he successfully subdued the strongest shikigami, Demon Xu Luo.

far away.

Seeing this, Itadori and Kugizaki happily hugged each other.

Tsukumo Yuki put away the prepared spell and looked at the figure, her expression quite interesting.

"Truly..." she murmured, "such enviable young people."

I felt a strange sense of envy. With such good friends, such caring seniors, and such great potential, this boy named Fushiguro Megumi is really lucky.

Even she felt a pang of anxiety from that attack; it was too fast. By the time Fu Hei swung his blade down, it was already over.

If she were to be stabbed like that, without prior intelligence to interrupt her actions, she would also suffer a great loss.

His gaze unconsciously swept over the composed man beside him, as if everything was going according to plan. To create something so absurd with such simplicity—even if it was only for one use—was already incredibly outrageous. If this kind of cursed artifact were to circulate, it would be a real disaster…

Ignoring the woman's wandering thoughts beside him, Yue Ren smiled faintly, somewhat satisfied with the outcome. Although it wasn't exactly decisive, it was alright; the plan had gone smoothly.

Fushiguro Megumi felt something surge into her body; the feeling was very familiar.

That was the feedback after the shikigami was subdued; the power of Moxulu was becoming a part of him.

This time, however, he felt a clear sense of power he had never experienced before.

It was enormous and cold.

But it also carried a strange warmth that made his shadow even stronger, something that other shikigami did not experience when they were subdued.

The strongest shikigami is indeed different from the others; it can even make the user of the spell feel something.

Fukuro Megumi opened her eyes.

He looked down at his hands.

The hands were still trembling, but they were already clenched tightly.

He was slow to realize that from this moment on, he had officially entered the ranks of "Special Grade" and become the monster in the mouths of other spells.

"No Yuan Sword System" is lifted.

The dark red wasteland disappeared, and countless sword tombs vanished, replaced by a familiar training ground.

Bathed in sunlight once again, Fushiguro Megumi surprisingly felt a long-lost warmth.

The pressure he felt from that guy was immense; even now, thinking back on it, he feels a chill.

Tiger Rod rushed over and grabbed him.

"Hui! Well done! You did it! You did it!"

Fushiguro was so breathless from his embrace.

"Relax...let go..."

Kugizaki ran over too, his face beaming with joy.

"As expected of my little brother, you did a good job."

Fukuro looked at her, and the corner of her mouth twitched.

"Who's the underling?"

Tsukumo Yuki walked over, also looking very happy.

"Kid, you've got some skills."

Fukuro Megumi looked up at her.

"No, it's all thanks to your help, senior. And thank you."

"What are you thanking me for? I didn't even lift a finger."

"You came anyway, and that in itself is a form of support."

Tsukumo Yuki paused for a moment.

Then she laughed, comparing herself to her apprentice, and immediately felt the difference.

"What a lovely junior."

The Yue people walked over.

Fushiguro looked at him and remained silent for a second.

Then he bowed deeply.

"Thank you, senior."

No need for many words; the deepest gratitude is buried in the depths of his heart, and he will repay it one by one in the rest of his life, even if it requires sacrificing his life.

The Yue man looked at him and nodded.

"That should solve the problem. You can handle the rest of the shikigami yourself. Don't tell me you can't subdue them."

Fu Hei nodded.

"Of course, I will finish it in the next few days."

Now that we have the strongest Demon Lord, the other shikigami are a piece of cake; it just takes a little time.

The Yue man raised his hand and placed it on his shoulder.

"Reversal Technique" activated.

A warm energy flowed into my body, the wounds began to heal, and the fatigue began to dissipate.

"After you've mastered the new shikigami and fully grasped its power these past two days, come find me. There will be new tasks then. This time, I really need you to do something. You won't refuse, will you?"

"Understood, I will master it as soon as possible."

Seeing Yue Ren's serious expression, Fushiguro Megumi nodded in understanding, as if she understood Yue Ren's thoughts. He probably needed her enhanced power to do something, and since it was her senior's order, there was no reason to refuse.

Although he didn't know the specifics of the matter, he was undoubtedly very happy to be able to help his senior who had gone to such lengths for him.

"Well then, now that you've had your fun, the three of you can leave for now. This lady and I have some things to discuss."

"Understood, then, senior, see you another day."

The three of them had also become interested in other things, especially Itadori and Kugizaki, who couldn't wait to find a place for Fushiguro to release that big guy for a visit.

Watching the three little ones leave, Jiujiu Youji finally couldn't help but speak up.

"What adorable fellows! So, is there anything more interesting waiting for me now than the show we just had?"

I thought I could go straight back, but it's clear that there was more to it than just that I was called here.