The brave Simmel wants to resign

From the moment he was resurrected, his behavior was completely unlike the mad and bloodthirsty man he was when he first came back to life.

Surprisingly, Sukuna was patient with Tengen.

Until this moment...

His fingertips pointed forward.

The man's face was reflected in the sky, and memories flooded back—the memories of what had happened with the man.

Let us continue a thousand years from now.

Farewell.

"Old friend."

Chapter 190 [The Strongest in Modern Times VS The Strongest in History]

She was aware of her difference from birth.

Those who have escaped death can hardly be called 'human' anymore; they are perhaps even closer to being cursed... or 'gods'.

[A long period of observation and vigilance over the world of sorcery.]

Those memories...

"All of it is utterly boring."

The Palace of Death.

The pure white scene has been completely shattered; it was a disguise created by Tianyuan using barrier techniques.

The actual physical location of the Hōsei Palace is underground, with withered white tree branches entwined and coiled around the walls.

However, at this moment, the ruins are filled with huge gaps and cuts.

And in the middle of these ruins.

A thin crack suddenly appeared in the ground.

Then several sharp streams of air cut through, creating a dark gash.

A slender figure emerged from it.

That figure....

Long white hair and slightly indifferent brown eyes.

If it were a person from a thousand years ago, they would probably be able to recognize them.

That is.....

【Tengen】The original form.

Slender as a willow, with exquisite eyebrows and eyes, she moved gracefully and elegantly in a kimono, her face always expressionless, which made her seem somewhat aloof.

of course.

At this moment, the body that occupies this body is no longer Tianyuan.

That overwhelming evil.

That heavy curse power.

no doubt.

That is--

(Although I only watched the Tartar song, I still remember the story of the Tartar prince.)

(that is.....)

Sukuna tugged at her kimono.

"Tch, old man, you're still trying to disgust me even at a time like this."

However, for some reason, Sukuna herself has gotten used to women's kimonos and doesn't have any resistance to them.

Compared to this.....

Su Nuo glanced at her slightly trembling palms.

"Still able to resist?"

"How ugly it is that they are only willing to make changes at this point."

"You agree, right—"

Su Nuo raised his eyes.

Look at the figure standing on the edge of the hollowed-out semi-circular ditch.

With short, neatly combed white hair, she stood tall and slender at a high place.

Like an endless pupil stretching across the sky, its gaze is cold and aloof.

"Gojo Satoru...."

Su Nuo's lips curled into a cruel smile.

"You always seem to arrive a step late."

"Really? I think I always arrive at just the right time." Gojo Satoru's lips curled slightly. "Besides, I don't think you're worth me going to such lengths to fight for. Don't you know that for a perfect, intelligent, and powerful popular character like Mr. Gojo, desperately and desperately trying to win would only make him lose fans?"

"Heh." Su Nuo smiled faintly. "Powerful, you?"

"Oh dear, it seems that some cursed king has forgotten about being solo-killed by my Yuta last time."

"Does defeating me once make you so happy?" Su Nuo showed no signs of being provoked, her tone remaining flippant.

Gojo Satoru deliberately covered his mouth with his hand and chuckled, "No~ it's not that the King of Curses would rather wear women's clothing than fight so hard to defeat me."

Su Nuo snorted.

"Be with each other."

Upon hearing this, Gojo Satoru immediately frowned.

"...How did you know I wore that too?"

Su Nuo: "?"

After a moment of silence, Su Nuo brought the conversation back on track.

"Don't worry, I will kill both you and Yuta Eto.

"Hey." Gojo Satoru grinned broadly and made a face. "Then do your best!"

The strongest sorcerer in history

【Two-Faced Sukuna】

The strongest sorcerer in modern times

【Gojo Satoru】

Although the two started trash-talking as soon as they met, their inner thoughts were anything but as contemptuous of each other as they appeared.

(Fushiguro Megumi's aura has disappeared... As expected, she was taken away. Tch, the brat's technique is quite useful. I was originally planning to keep it...)

(That guy, Tengen, his final resistance did buy him some time, but I didn't expect Gojo Satoru to arrive so quickly... Gojo Satoru himself... no, it's...)

(That damn guy, even in death he can't find peace, just like Tengen.)

Su Nuo counted on her fingers, her mind racing with thoughts.

(Although the power of the spell from the Heavenly Origin helped me recover some of the deficit caused by the lack of [fingers], I have only just completed the physical transformation, and the soul within me is not yet stable.)

(Neither the power of the curse nor its output has recovered to its peak.)

(This is a little...troublesome.)

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(This is such a hassle.)

Gojo Satoru also remained indifferent.

From his perspective, this is how things are.

Within the barrier between Simmel and Aichi, Frilian and the demon were separated, and Frilian was rescued by the demon.

But on their way back to the college, the two received news about the 'Rime attack'.

Simmel and Gojo Satoru intended to return immediately together, but...

So that's how it is!

[You two can't both go back! Su Nuo is most likely no longer there!]

Through the manipulation of the 'body' by Su Nuo, even with the loss of nine years of memories, at that moment, he felt a surge of power and understanding.

Why did my past self allow Rime to attack the university at this particular time?

This is simply impossible to succeed.

However, if it were 'me', I wouldn't set up an 'impossible' plan. If I did, then my purpose would definitely be hidden beneath the surface.

If it were me, what would I think?

If I were Su Nuo, what would I choose?

He has only seven fingers.

Yuji Itadori should never have been the target in the first place.

[Replacement of the physical body]

But the past is gone.

He was indeed a researcher, but he had little contact with Fushiguro Megumi, and only Sukuna herself could clearly perceive the so-called 'compatibility' when it came to matters related to physical constitution.

So... if it's 'nine years ago,' then the answer is simpler.

Why would you forget?

—The existence that can adapt to the flesh of Sukuna...isn't it already there?