Cold sweat unconsciously broke out across Ryomen Sukuna's back.
"This is... a bit troublesome."
Ryomen Sukuna understood better than anyone how terrifying Angel's ability truly was.
According to Angel, Ryomen Sukuna also possessed another identity—
The Fallen.
What did that mean?
It meant Ryomen Sukuna was an angel who had fallen from Heaven to Earth.
This title itself hinted at Angel's terrifying nature.
It was precisely because Angel was such a fearsome existence that Ryomen Sukuna was willing to acknowledge himself as The Fallen.
If it had been some insignificant ant beneath his notice, he wouldn't have cared about such a title in the slightest.
In the original work, when Angel declared they wished to kill The Fallen, Ryomen Sukuna, while inside Itadori Yuji's body, nearly leaped out immediately to admit he was The Fallen, telling Itadori Yuji to think carefully before agreeing to Angel's request.
Compared to his attitude toward Jogo...
...the difference was like Heaven and Earth.
Angel alone was already troublesome enough.
Gojo Satoru, wielding the Six Eastward Crossings, was even more troublesome than Angel.
How was he supposed to fight this?
Thud.
Gojo Satoru took a single step.
At that moment, over two hundred meters separated Gojo Satoru and Ryomen Sukuna.
Yet with that single, casual step—
those two hundred meters became zero.
Gojo Satoru violently swung the Six Eastward Crossings.
Sukuna crossed all four arms into a defensive stance, just as before.
His feet were already prepared to be blasted backward.
He had no intention of continuing close combat with Gojo Satoru.
Instead, he planned to widen the distance and continue probing his opponent.
He expected to be sent flying backward like a cannonball, just as he had after being struck the first time.
However, when the Six Eastward Crossings struck his arms—
an overwhelming pain instantly shot through his brain.
All four of his arms shattered simultaneously.
He wasn't knocked backward at all.
Instead, the force directly crushed the bones in all four arms.
"—!"
Before he could even make a sound, his shattered arms were forced aside.
The head of the khakkhara had already smashed into his face.
Thud!
Half of Sukuna's face exploded into pulp.
His cheekbone shattered.
His eye socket burst apart.
His brain was nearly turned into mush.
A guaranteed kill.
Ryomen Sukuna—
dead.
...Not quite.
A pool of clear, water-like shadow emerged from Ryomen Sukuna's corpse.
Then the corpse transformed into black shadows and merged into the liquid shadow.
A hand suddenly stretched out from within it.
Eleven Lives.
Minus one.
Clang!
The Six Eastward Crossings suddenly thrust forward.
Although Ryomen Sukuna had only just revived and hadn't fully regained consciousness, he instinctively thrust all four hands forward.
The head of the khakkhara stopped just short of the center of Ryomen Sukuna's chest.
This was because Ryomen Sukuna wasn't blocking it.
He was gripping the shaft of the khakkhara with all four hands.
Gojo Satoru couldn't help but marvel.
"As expected of the King of Curses."
"You've only died once, yet you've already grasped the characteristics of the Six Eastward Crossings."
The completely naked Ryomen Sukuna frowned deeply.
"Upon contact, even Cursed Energy Reinforcement is instantly erased."
"No..."
"It's probably not just Cursed Energy Reinforcement."
"Innate Techniques, ordinary jujutsu, Barrier Techniques, or any other technique involving Cursed Energy..."
"...all of them are completely erased."
"This causes any area touched by your staff to enter a state where Cursed Energy simply does not exist."
That was why Ryomen Sukuna had died moments earlier.
For any Jujutsu Sorcerer confident in close combat, this was practically an unavoidable first-time kill.
Because it erased Cursed Energy entirely, every sophisticated defensive method would instantly collapse.
Meanwhile, the wielder could still benefit from normal Cursed Energy Reinforcement and technique enhancement.
One strike from the head of this staff would inevitably kill even the strongest Jujutsu Sorcerer if they failed to understand its ability.
Even Sukuna was no exception.
"This..."
"...is the method I have confidence in using to kill Mahito."
Gojo Satoru's lips curled upward.
"Please evaluate it, Senior Godslayer."
If Miroku and the others had relied upon the Godslayer Sword's Cutting Lines to slay gods...
...then the Six Eastward Crossings relied entirely upon its ability to erase Cursed Energy.
If every form of Cursed Energy in this world was rendered ineffective against Gojo Satoru—
then how exactly was anyone supposed to fight him?
This was completely different from Mahoraga.
Mahoraga also adapts by altering the nature of its own Cursed Energy to obtain complete resistance.
In other words—
even Mahoraga requires Cursed Energy.
But the Six Eastward Crossings completely eradicate Cursed Energy itself.
Even if Ryomen Sukuna summoned Mahoraga now—
it would die in a single strike.
All Cursed Energy vanishes without a trace beneath Buddha's Sound Purifying the World.
This was Gojo Satoru's true trump card.
So what if the opponent was a god?
"Arrogant!!"
Ryomen Sukuna roared.
He suddenly yanked the Six Eastward Crossings toward himself, attempting to force Gojo Satoru into close quarters.
However, Gojo Satoru had already perceived his intentions through the Six Eyes.
Before Ryomen Sukuna could complete the motion, Gojo Satoru lashed out with a powerful kick toward his abdomen.
This time, he had learned his lesson and deliberately avoided the large mouth on Sukuna's stomach.
Ryomen Sukuna possessed four eyes.
Two watched Gojo Satoru's upper body.
The other two focused on the flow of force throughout his movements.
This allowed him to perceive Gojo Satoru's kick instantly.
Before the kick reached his abdomen, he released the staff and retreated abruptly.
Gojo Satoru disappeared in an instant.
Limitless teleportation.
Ryomen Sukuna was unwilling to be outdone.
Both pairs of hands formed hand seals simultaneously.
—Technique Release.
"—Copy Technique: Limitless!"
Whoosh.
Ryomen Sukuna also disappeared before Gojo Satoru's eyes...
...or so it seemed.
Clang!
Buddha's Sound Purifying the World activated with perfect timing.
The copied Limitless surrounding Ryomen Sukuna instantly vanished.
At that exact moment—
the Six Eastward Crossings struck Ryomen Sukuna squarely across the spine.
Thud!
Accompanied by a sickening crack—
Ryomen Sukuna's spine snapped.
Yet despite his broken spine, Ryomen Sukuna somehow maintained his posture.
He suddenly twisted his head around, one hand lunging toward the head of the khakkhara.
Gojo Satoru lightly stepped backward.
Unable to control his body's momentum with his shattered spine, Ryomen Sukuna collapsed awkwardly onto the ground.
Gojo Satoru looked down at him with a smile.
It was a smile of utter contempt.
He gazed down at Ryomen Sukuna with the eyes of a giant looking upon an ant.
He thrust out a foot, delivering a sudden soccer kick!
Bang!
Ryomen Sukuna's head exploded.
[Eleven Lives], minus two.
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