Jujutsu Kaisen: I have everything I need now!

B5 floor of Shibuya Station.

"Let's meet again in the new world." Lu Suo gently stroked the cube, his eyes revealing the peace of mind that his thousand-year plan had finally come to fruition.

"Thump, thump, thump."

Heavy footsteps echoed across the empty platform. Zhang Xiang led the way, followed closely by Huai Xiang and Xue Tu. Three strong, pungent smells of blood locked onto Lu Suo.

"Oh? Is everything resolved?"

Lu Suo did not turn around, his tone calm.

"Shut up." The lines on his swollen forehead twisted with rage. "Tell me, who exactly is Hisahito Itadori? Why can my bloodline sense him?"

"Truly touching." Lu Suo turned around, revealing a gentle yet nauseating smile. "He is the most perfect creation I have made in my long experimentation. If we follow your logic, calling him 'younger brother' wouldn't be so bad."

"Kamo Kenron!!!"

The name suddenly appeared in Zhang Xiang's mind, and Zhang Xiang let out a beast-like roar, and blood spurted from his fingertips instantly!

"Hundredfold Bloodshed!"

"Winged King!"

The bloodline, compressed to its limit, drew a blinding red line across layer B5.

The spell behind the evil appearance unfolded instantly, with countless poisonous needles blocking all of Lu Suo's escape routes. At the same time, Xue Tu leaped into the air, spewing out a mouthful of poison powerful enough to melt through reinforced concrete.

This is the first time the three brothers of the Nine Phases Diagram have joined forces with all their might.

However, Lu Suo only slightly raised his hand.

"Spirit Manipulation Technique".

A black shadow erupted from beneath his feet, and hundreds of high-level cursed spirits roared forth, forming an insurmountable wall of flesh. The bloodline was severed, and the poison needles were devoured.

"As the creator, I gave you life. And now you dare to rebel against me."

Lu Suo's figure appeared behind Huai Xiang in an instant. His movements were so fast that no one could react, without any residual magical power.

"No—!" Bloodstained lunged forward frantically, but was pinned to the floor by several top-tier cursed spirits.

Accompanied by a chilling sound of flesh being crushed, the grotesque figure and blood were flattened by the dark vortex of cursed power in the air, and death ensued.

As Zhang Xiang watched his brothers die, the excruciating pain from the depths of his soul nearly caused him to collapse on the spot. But he knew that dying here now would be meaningless.

"Crimson Scales Leap Forward!"

The blood flow in Zhang Xiang's body instantly surged to its limit. He did not choose to continue the fight, but instead took advantage of Lu Suo's momentary contempt to transform into a dark red afterimage and retreat rapidly.

Lu Suo watched the streak of blood disappear into the dark tunnel, but did not give chase.

Zhang Xiang ran frantically through the darkness. He had to find Hisahito Itadori, his only bloodline in the world besides his brothers who had already died.

......

B5 floor of Shibuya Station.

"Resonance!"

Kugisaki Nobara suddenly drove the long nail into the severed limb in the ground. The cursed power instantly flowed back along the causal lines, and a cloud of blood mist exploded from the real person's shoulder without warning.

"Ha, got you!"

"Kugizaki, it's not over yet!" Itadori Yuujin's heavy punch followed closely behind, the double force of the direct-drive punch exploding in Masato's chest, forcibly slamming him into the vending machine behind him.

The real person rose from the ruins; he had no clones, all his magical power was concentrated in this single body. His face was filled with a perverse, maniacal joy: "Ah... this feeling! Is this the trembling sensation of being locked onto by a soul?"

At this moment, the soul of the real person underwent an unprecedented qualitative change in the highly concentrated battle.

Extremely faint black electric light appeared in the air.

"Buzz—!"

The moment the real man's fist collided with Itsurin's, space shattered.

[Black Flash].

As the embodiment of humanity's hatred for humanity, the real man grasped the ultimate level of this sorcerer for the first time. His spells began to evolve at that moment, and his form became more twisted and efficient.

"Haha! Itachi, I see it! I see my soul!"

The real person waved their hands wildly.

"Transformation through non-action!"

He released dozens of cyborgs instantly, creating a chaotic storm of flesh and blood on the narrow street. The aftershocks of the curse obscured vision and also masked the deadly footsteps.

"Kugizaki, watch out!" Itadori's pupils shrank to the size of pinpoints.

However, it was too late.

Under the cover of the cyborgs, the real person appeared like a ghost beside Wild Rose. The hand covered in stitches was already pressed against the girl's left cheek.

"Bye now."

"Pfft."

Blood splattered. Wild Rose's left eye socket exploded in an instant, and her body fell straight backward like a wound-up puppet.

"Wild rose—!!!"

Hisahito Itadori's rationality completely collapsed at this moment.

"Bribri..."

Just as the real man was about to attack Itajitsu again, an extremely imposing figure descended from the sky.

"Don't move, that's my 'Brother'."

"Snapped!"

With a crisp clapping sound, the position of the tiger staff instantly swapped with that of a flying pebble.

Higashido Aoi.

He was shirtless, his eyes burning with a passion that could ignite the entire city of Shibuya. Behind him, Shin Nitta quickly crouched down, placing his palm on Wild Rose's wound.

"Although it's serious, my technique can 'maintain the current state' of the wound. If we remove it now, there's still a chance of survival."

Please.

Higashido Aoi's mountain-like figure stood firmly in the center of the battlefield. Behind him, Nitta Shin quickly led Wild Rose away.

"As long as we live, our fallen comrades have not truly vanished." Toudou's voice boomed like a bell, forcefully shattering the shadow that had shrouded Itadori's heart. "Stand up, Itadori Yuujin! We, as sorcerers, must exorcise the cursed spirits!"

"Haha, another small fry!"

The real person grinned, revealing a row of gleaming white teeth.

He didn't care about killing one more person; for him now, the thrill of this soul-clash was the only thing he was pursuing.

"Ghost fish?" Toudou Aoi laughed, his eyes burning with a madness that could ignite the entire Shibuya. "This is a duet between the best of friends!"

The battle erupted in an instant.

The real man's senses were thrown into extreme confusion. His powerful punches would often turn into hard pebbles the moment they hit their target; and his proud offensive techniques, which should have pierced through Itajō, instead left his back exposed to Itajō's poised punches under Tōdō's rhythm.

At this moment, Itadori Yuujin's eyes were devoid of tears, filled only with a pure, murderous intent to tear the cursed spirit to pieces. His cooperation with Toudou was almost wordless; each of Toudou's high-fives created the perfect blind spot for Itadori to attack.

This high frequency of spatial jumps keeps real people constantly on the go.

Like three raging bolts of lightning, the three of them smashed through the steps from the B1 level buried deep underground, crashing through the exit gates on the surface, and charged toward the ruins shrouded in moonlight.