Jujutsu Kaisen: I have everything I need now!

Kyoto, Kita Ward, Kinkaku-ji (Golden Pavilion).

This world-famous relic hall is currently shrouded in an eerie blackish-purple mist. The once bustling courtyard is now as silent as a tomb.

"Boom!"

A loud bang came from inside the hall.

At the same time, a burly figure flew out like a cannonball, smashing through three centuries-old pine trees before finally embedding itself heavily in a landscape stone.

"Cough cough..."

Dongtang Aoi coughed up large amounts of blood, his once strong muscles now covered in bruises. He struggled to stand up, but his legs were too weak to obey him due to the violent shaking.

"Damn it... what did these guys eat to grow up like this?"

Higashido Aoi wiped the blood from the corner of her mouth, her fanatical eyes fixed on the front.

Opposite him stood a group of bloated, enormous black monsters, resembling sumo wrestlers. They had no facial features, only a pair of distinctive blood-red eyes. Their figures were like mountains of flesh, and with each step they took, the entire hall trembled.

Trolls.

"Dongtang! Don't force yourself!"

Kamo Noriyuki's voice came from the flank, tinged with anxiety. He formed a hand seal, and several bright red arrows of blood whistled out, accurately striking the eyes of the foremost troll shadow.

"Crimson Blood Manipulation Technique - Blood Piercing!"

However, a desperate scene unfolded.

The troll shadow merely raised one hand, and with its thick, rubber-like black skin, it forcefully blocked the bleeding.

Blood splattered, but it couldn't leave even a single wound on its body.

"This level of defense... it's simply unreasonable." Noriyuki Kamo gritted his teeth; his health was already low.

On the other side of the battlefield, the situation was even worse for Machine Maru—or rather, for Yukichi, who was sitting inside a giant puppet.

"Ultimate Cannon - Triple Shot!"

A massive blue beam of light shot out from the puppet's palm, striking the center of the troll group.

The smoke and dust cleared.

The troll shadows that had been struck merely swayed, wisps of smoke rising from their bodies, before continuing their heavy advance as if nothing had happened. They seemed to possess extremely high resistance to energy attacks, and their massive size granted them unparalleled resilience. The only good news was that they weren't moving very fast.

"It's no use..." Nishimiya Momo, perched on her broomstick, watched the scene with despair from mid-air. "My wind scythe can't cut through their skin at all, and the mechanical bullets' cannon fire can't penetrate them either... These monsters are simply an impenetrable wall!"

"Aaaaaah! Since we can't beat them, let's just smash them to death!"

With a roar, Toudou Aoi activated the spell "Injustice Game".

"Snapped!"

A round of applause rang out.

He instantly swapped places with a troll's shadow. Dongtang appeared behind the monster, veins bulging on his arms, attempting to strangle it with a rear-naked choke.

But that neck was so thick that Dongtang couldn't even close his arms.

The troll shadow let out a deep growl, grabbed Dongtang's ankle with its backhand, and slammed the level one mage to the ground like a rag doll.

"boom!"

The ground cracked.

"Toudou!" Miwa Kasumi exclaimed, her hand gripping the sword trembling violently.

despair.

This was the only feeling in the hearts of all the Kyoto school students present.

This wasn't just a difference in strength, but an absolute counter to elemental affinity. Faced with monsters whose defense and strength were maxed out, their skills, speed, and spells all became a joke.

Behind these troll shadows, by the Mirror Lake.

A short, old man dressed in an out-of-place tuxedo stood with his hands behind his back in front of the reflection of the Golden Pavilion. He wore a green mask.

The mask was still in the shape of a demon, but compared to Night Bat's mask, this one appeared wider and heavier, with protruding fangs, exuding an imposing and unyielding aura.

"Too weak, too weak."

The old man—now the Troll General—let out a murky laugh.

"I thought there would be some powerful figures in the holy land of sorcerers, but it turns out they are just a bunch of brats who haven't been weaned yet."

He turned around, his blood-red eyes scanning the crowd through his mask.

"Crush them. Then... tear down this glittering house. I like that golden roof; I can use it as my seat."

At his command, more than a dozen troll shadows roared in unison, their speed doubling compared to before, charging towards the exhausted students like a herd of mad rhinos.

"Is this... the ending?"

As the enormous fist loomed larger before her eyes, Miwa Kasumi closed her eyes in despair.

......

"BOOM!!!"

Just as that fist was about to smash Miwa Kasumi into a bloody pulp.

The roar of an engine drowned out all other sounds.

Immediately following was a piercing screech of brakes and a metallic clang.

"What?!"

Everyone opened their eyes in shock.

A black sedan suddenly broke through the wall and drifted into the battlefield. The front of the car slammed into the shadow of the troll attacking the three-wheeled chariot.

Although the front of the car was instantly dented and totaled, the enormous impact actually caused the troll shadow to lose its balance and stagger back a few steps.

The car door opened.

A foot wearing a black boot stepped onto the gravel-strewn ground.

Maya stepped out of the deformed driver's cab, slammed the door shut with a crisp sound.

She wore a trench coat, held a revolver in her hand, and coldly swept her gaze across the entire room.

"Looks like we made it in time."

Zhenyi's voice wasn't loud, but it was exceptionally clear in the deathly silence.

"Mai?!" Miwa Kasumi cried tears of joy. "Why are you here?!"

"Back off!"

Without exchanging pleasantries, Zhenyi raised her gun and pulled the trigger without hesitation.

"Bang! Bang! Bang!"

Three bullets, imbued with crimson magical power, accurately struck the three nearest troll shadows.

however.

"Puff, puff, puff."

The bullets struck those massive black shadows like pebbles thrown into a deep pool. The thick skin instantly caved in, absorbing the bullet's kinetic energy, before bouncing back sharply, leaving only a wisp of black smoke rising from the wound.

"What?" Mayu's pupils contracted slightly.

This was the first time her enchanted bullets had failed.

"It's no use, Mai!" shouted Toudou Aoi, who had been helped up. "These guys are too tough! Physical attacks and ordinary magical attacks will be completely absorbed!"

"absorb?"

Standing behind Zhenyi, December frowned.

"This is a bit troublesome."

On the first day of December, he stepped forward and tried to use his telekinesis to control a charging troll.

"rise!"

He grasped at the void.

The troll's body suddenly stiffened, and its feet lifted a few centimeters off the ground.

But that's it.

The troll roared, its muscles bulging, and it actually broke free from the psychic restraints of the new moon, crashing heavily back to the ground and shattering the floorboards.

"You can even break free with telekinesis?" December's hand was numb from the shock; his strength was still below the top level.

"This is pure power," the masked old man laughed. "Before absolute quality, all your fancy tricks are a joke!"

"This is the 'troll'."

The old man suddenly waved his hand.

"Get her! Tear that woman to pieces!"

"roar!"