"Are you kidding me? Is this the end of the world?"
The towering black super tsunami, visible even to people far away in the center of Tokyo, looked like black clouds pressing down on the city, threatening its destruction.
Because it was too terrifying and surreal, most ordinary people assumed it was just an illusion.
"Or maybe a mirage?"
Two black oceans pierced through the clouds, about to overlap. Millions—no, tens of millions of tons of unimaginable, raging waves crashed onto the ground, generating destructive power no less than several nuclear explosions.
Not to mention that the black tsunami was filled with negative energy electrons capable of annihilation, making the resulting destructive force even more unimaginable.
The raging waves sweeping across the dirac sea once again crossed the river of time and appeared before the world.
But the user, Gojo Shinyan, actually wasn't this terrifyingly powerful in the past. If he were, the earth would have been named Gojo long ago.
There wouldn't even be the Kamo Family, the Zenin Family, or any other Jujutsu Sorcerer left.
The main reason for this is the composition of his body.
Don't forget that this old man, who was resurrected, had his body constructed by Kenjaku using massive resources and a Special Grade Vengeful Cursed Spirit.
Gojo Shinyan perfectly inherited all the characteristics of that Cursed Spirit.
Suikun, even at its peak, could recover completely from being cut down to molecular size within a thousandth of a second. This is due to its vast, abyss-like Cursed Energy; it has nothing but an abundance of Cursed Energy.
It has so much that residual cut-off pieces of flesh can transform into a complete Grade 1 Cursed Spirit.
That is why the Jujutsu Sorcerer back then couldn't kill Suikun no matter what they did, and could only completely seal it away.
And by using Suikun as the blueprint for Gojo Shinyan, it is equivalent to having an infinite mana bar, allowing him to act without restraint and utilize his Cursed Technique to his heart's content.
That is the first reason, and there is another.
Which is that Gojo Shinyan wanted to fan the flames.
Although he hadn't spent much time with that brat, Gojo Shinyan realized that the guy was fundamentally a very pure child.
Too naive. Probably due to being invincible among his peers and the protection of the Gojo Family, he basically hadn't experienced the harsh realities of the world.
Gojo Shinyan could even see a kind of clear stupidity in Gojo Satoru's eyes.
Therefore, he didn't mind playing the villain this once, forcing Gojo Satoru to open his eyes and truly see this cruel world.
People who have never felt pain naively believe they are the protagonist of the story and that death is far away from them.
They are shallowly indulging in peace.
Possessing the Six Eyes is indeed a gift from heaven, but it is absolutely not a death-exemption token.
Personal strength is more important than anything, otherwise, when the so-called strongest falls, their former glory will only make them seem more fitting, or even reduced, to the role of a clown.
Gojo Shinyan's original intention was to use the last moments of his life to properly train the disappointing brat of his family. He already had the Six Eyes, yet he controlled the Limitless Cursed Technique so poorly.
He couldn't stand watching it anymore.
So, while it looked like Gojo Shinyan struck a fatal blow and severely injured Gojo Satoru, he actually just sealed him deep within this Black Domain. His body couldn't move, but his consciousness could still recover.
Gojo Shinyan also projected all the images from the outside world, specifically so Gojo Satoru could clearly see that because of his own weakness, he couldn't protect his mission target, let alone his own friends.
This strange-banged kid who suddenly appeared cared so much about Gojo Shinyan's descendant; the two of them must be very close friends.
So, what if Gojo Shinyan completely killed Suguru Geto, scattering even his ashes?
Wouldn't Gojo Satoru explode?
As a Cursed Technique Master capable of manifesting the ethereal Quantum Theory Model into reality, Gojo Shinyan clearly knew that Cursed Energy and Cursed Techniques respond to the user's inner desires, especially an ability like a Domain, which is a manifestation of the user's inner landscape.
Gojo Shinyan was greatly anticipating the deaths of the mission protection target and his close friends.
What kind of surprise would a broken and enraged Gojo Satoru bring to Gojo Shinyan?
Having emerged from a turbulent era, he knew very well that there was only one true sin in this world.
That is weakness.
Weakness is the greatest original sin.
Gojo Shinyan intended to use these events to tell Gojo Satoru,
"Brat, you are very weak."
As for Cursed Technique Overload damaging Gojo Shinyan's body or accelerating its destruction, he couldn't care less.
He was already a dead man long ago.
This body could only linger and struggle in this world; it might as well bloom completely this one time!
Therefore, he was in full output mode, holding nothing back.
Gojo Shinyan gave off the peculiar feeling of using an anti-aircraft gun to shoot a mosquito.
Even though his opponent, Suguru Geto, had only deployed thousands of Grade 1 Cursed Spirit, Gojo Shinyan's counterattack made an outsider think he was fighting thousands of Special Grade Cursed Spirits simultaneously.
Cursed Spirits submerged by the dirac sea face only one fate: they will be completely devoured by the negative electrons filled with terrifying energy.
"Am I crazy, or is the world crazy?"
Suguru Geto, whose entire body was scalded and who was enveloped in the surging, rampaging mist—like boiling water in the middle of the night—felt a dread that scalp-tingling numbness could not even begin to describe.
It was something deeper than fear, a power that surpassed all his understanding and knowledge up until now.
"I'm sorry, Go."
Suguru Geto, with nowhere to run, looked at the descending black curtain and offered a helpless smile.
"I might not be able to avenge you."
"How can a human fight a god?"
Being forced to admit one's weakness in the face of absolute power is a very difficult thing, and Suguru Geto was no exception.
At first, he thought it was a Special Grade Sorcerer, in which case he could still handle it somewhat. But the divine miracles displayed during the fight? This wasn't a Jujutsu Sorcerer; it was clearly the work of a god, here to destroy the world.
Even the world-destroying floods in mythology couldn't be worse than this.
The arrogance and intense killing intent he had moments ago all vanished into thin air.
A trace of self-mockery appeared on Suguru Geto's face. A deep sorrow even welled up in his heart.
"This might be the end for me."
Like Gojo Satoru, this was the first time Suguru Geto truly witnessed his own weakness.
In front of a true powerhouse, even the two who were once called the strongest duo had absolutely no ability to resist.
A slideshow began in Suguru Geto's mind. He recalled every little moment shared with Gojo Satoru throughout their journey.
"It ends here."
"Geto, what exactly happened at the site?"
Suddenly, a familiar voice came through Suguru Geto's headset.
Although it was intermittent and filled with static due to signal problems, he could still tell from the voice that it was Kenmyo.
"How are the mission and Riko?"
"You two wait a moment, I'm coming right away."
Kenmyo's words emerged from the phone, accompanied by the sound of rushing wind.
That was because Kenmyo was moving at high speed, rushing from afar like a sharp arrow, seemingly intending to pierce straight into the enemy's heart.
The wind whistling past his ears caused the static to be so loud and the audio to sound unstable.
Kenmyo's familiar voice, ringing out at Suguru Geto's most desperate moment, indeed brought a glimmer of hope to Suguru Geto, who was trapped in the darkness.
"Kenmyo, it's good that I can say a couple of words to you in these final moments."
But facing such a powerful enemy, Suguru Geto simply couldn't hold onto any optimism. A flicker of light appeared in his eyes, but it was quickly extinguished again.
In the face of such godlike power, all resistance was meaningless.
Suguru Geto knew very well that whatever he said next would likely be his last words.
At the age of eighteen, this was supposed to be the time to enjoy this beautiful world.
Yet, today, both Suguru Geto and Gojo Satoru might have to draw a full stop to their lives.
Was he unwilling?
Suguru Geto bit his lip, and under the persistence of his sharp bite force, a trace of bitter metallic taste filled his mouth.
He was struggling with all his might, but the Cursed Spirit beneath Suguru Geto's feet was already about to collapse.
Suguru Geto shuttled through endless darkness, trying to escape this area. But he sadly realized that no matter how he tried, he couldn't seem to escape from here.
The range of the opponent's Cursed Technique was simply too terrifying; there was no escaping it.
The Cursed Spirit beneath Suguru Geto's feet was already the fifth one. Playing such a dangerous game of whitewater rafting in these terrifying, directly crashing currents, he was now covered in large areas of burns.
Suguru Geto's heart was filled with sorrow. He didn't even have time to grieve for his friend, Gojo Satoru, before it was his turn to be forced to end his own life.
Life is just this fickle, full of variables.
The path of a Jujutsu Sorcerer is fraught with death, predictable from the start.
He just didn't expect it to be his turn so soon.
Fortunately, there are others who can inherit his and Satoru's will.
"Satoru and I have fallen; there's no need for you to follow in our footsteps."
Suguru Geto falling for the 'Calabash Brothers saving Grandpa' trick alone was enough; there was no need to involve others. This enemy was too powerful for them to handle.
It was beyond the so-called scope of a Special Grade Sorcerer. Suguru Geto felt that even Yuki Tsukumo, the only Special Grade Sorcerer in the Jujutsu Sorcerer Association, couldn't unleash such a terrifying and deadly world-destroying attack.
In the Jujutsu Sorcerer profession, there is no such thing as a death without regret.
In the end, Suguru Geto was still thinking of Kenmyo Isayama, hoping he wouldn't come to avenge them.
"Geto."
"Don't worry, whether it's you..."
Kenmyo Isayama's tone showed no sign of backing down in the slightest due to Suguru Geto's dissuasion.
"...or Satoru, I will save them both."
Gojo Satoru and Suguru Geto were in crisis, and as their friend, Kenmyo Isayama would not stand idly by at this time.
Kenmyo Isayama was also on his way. He was originally discussing something with Toji Fushiguro when he suddenly felt Gojo Satoru's Cursed Energy disappear, completely offline.
Then he felt this strange, terrifying, maddening Cursed Energy and immediately knew something was wrong.
So, Kenmyo Isayama, without stopping, immediately turned around and rushed over.
He promised Suguru Geto that he would absolutely not stand idly by and ignore their plight.
"Forget it, don't come."
Suguru Geto's lips curved slightly. The greatest growth for a person is to accept their ordinariness and then face their own death with composure.
"Kenmyo, you must live well."
"Let's meet again in the future."
"Idiot!"
Kenmyo Isayama loudly reprimanded Suguru Geto; this was a path to death.
"The first rule of Jujutsu Sorcerer: trust your comrades, save your comrades!"
"Hahaha, Kenmyo really is..."
Suguru Geto had been a student at Tokyo Jujutsu High for so long and a Jujutsu Sorcerer for so long, yet this was the first time he had heard such a saying.
There was no such thing as a 'Jujutsu Sorcerer's Code' to follow; it was entirely fabricated by Kenmyo Isayama, fearing he might seek death.
"I've arrived. Now, please open your eyes wide and take a good look."
"Remember, I am a man of my word."
Gojo Shinyan was originally confident of victory. But he suddenly heard a roar filled with icy coldness, and an ominous premonition instantly surged into his heart.
He suddenly raised his head.
He saw a pure white ice giant dragon, soaring high in the sky.
Its massive, snow-white body contrasted sharply with the terrifying, swirling black ocean below.
The angry dragon, just like its angry master, was wantonly venting its rage.
It was vaguely clear that two figures seemed to have jumped down from the giant ice dragon.
Kenmyo Isayama immediately found Suguru Geto in the surging floodwaters, where even a single drop of water next to him was almost the size and height of an ordinary house.
Suguru Geto also looked up at the same moment, and his gaze met that of the descending Kenmyo Isayama precisely.
He looked at Kenmyo Isayama in disbelief.
"Why! Didn't I tell you not to come?"
Kenmyo Isayama said nothing. A cruel, deathly chill that could freeze everything burst directly from him, and two ice pillars shot out from the centers of his outstretched palms.
They were extremely tiny, especially when facing those two tsunamis that seemed to overlap, appearing incredibly insignificant.
Even a little ridiculous.
But the next second, when the ice pillars from Kenmyo Isayama's palms converged with the forefront of the tsunamis on either side, all the tsunamis began to freeze at a speed undetectable to the naked eye.
The two massive tsunamis didn't even last three seconds before they were completely frozen.
This scene was quite astonishing; even people in downtown Tokyo witnessed it.
To be able to freeze such a mass of "seawater"!
With the Rin Winter Frost Heart Cursed Technique maximized, Kenmyo Isayama's body was half covered in pristine white ice due to the maximum output of Ice Age.
However, Kenmyo Isayama knew that such a vast mass could not be sustained by just a surface layer of ice, so deeper freezing was required.
Suguru Geto didn't even have time to be shocked; he was about to witness the most astonishing scene of his life.
His pupils involuntarily constricted.
Because the words Suguru Geto heard from the phone were clearly four words spoken by Kenmyo Isayama in a firm tone.
There was no mistake; the four words Kenmyo had just said were clearly...
"Domain Expansion."
Domain Expansion is a Jujutsu Sorcerer's only and strongest trump card, known for its extreme difficulty; it's a blessing if even one out of a thousand Jujutsu Sorcerer can use a Domain.
Only a Jujutsu Sorcerer who has activated their Domain can truly be considered a strong individual.
Now, Kenmyo Isayama had actually unleashed his Domain in front of Suguru Geto.
In an instant, time seemed to stand still. Factors such as space, time, and so on, all became irrelevant.
Then, as Kenmyo Isayama clasped his hands together, a silent Buddhist chant seemed to echo, and a magnificent, sacred light shone behind him, illuminating the entire space. A giant, Sanskrit-filled halo covered the sky.
An unimaginably vast amount of Cursed Energy erupted from Kenmyo Isayama, encompassing the several-kilometer-long tsunami ice sculptures and all 300,000 square kilometers of the area.
This also included Gojo Shinyan, the user of dirac sea, whose gaze dragged everything he saw into the Domain.
Suguru Geto, being looked after by Kenmyo Isayama, had already been teleported to the safest place within the Domain, which was the sky. At this moment, Riko Amanai was beside him.
And in the silver light, an ice giant Buddha, as majestic as Mount Tai, four kilometers tall, infinitely towering, with every detail carved lifelike, appeared exceptionally sacred and noble amidst the bone-chilling cold.
Moreover, thousands of giant arms were neatly arranged behind it, forming a wall of light, echoing the black giant tsunami on the other side that had already broken free from the ice.
"Domain?"
Gojo Shinyan never expected that his maximum output Cursed Energy would one day be completely engulfed by someone's Domain.
"What a joke, this coverage area..."
Gojo Shinyan only had such Cursed Energy because he absorbed Cursed Spirits.
"Is that really a human?"
Just as Gojo Shinyan was also preparing to open his Domain for a Cursed Technique confrontation...
"Pfft!"
Gojo Shinyan's pupils violently constricted, and a large amount of fresh blood spilled from his mouth, because at this moment, a gleaming blade had directly pierced through his chest.
A white blade going in, a red blade coming out.
And the super tsunami that had been painstakingly accumulated in the distance also began to totter.
"How rude, to speak of my Boss that way."
Behind him, a grinning Toji Fushiguro, holding Heavenly Restriction, mercilessly stabbed Gojo Shinyan's heart.
It wasn't just Kenmyo Isayama who leaped down from the dragon just now; he was there too.