Jujutsu Kaisen: Shadow King

"......By the way."

"Jie, in the battle just now, you didn't seem to use your cursed spirits much. Didn't you say that you can summon them at will now without worrying about them being damaged?"

"Why not?"

Gojo Satoru looked at Geto Suguru with some confusion.

"This..." Touching his head, Geto Suguru said in a naive manner, "The cursed power is infinite, and I'm a little addicted to firing light cannons."

"Huh?!"

Being shown off by Geto Suguru like this.

Even Gojo Satoru, who has the strongest power saver in the world of curses, the "Six Eyes", felt a little jealous.

That is the truly infinite cursed power that has the entire world of curses as a power bank, and it is really not something that a single person like him can get.

However.

Good friends become stronger.

Gojo Satoru felt more.

Or the sincere happiness and the joy of "I am not alone in my way".

Turning his view to the "corpse" of Uchiha Madara again, Gojo Satoru's expression was slightly condensed, and he sighed:

"Whether this 'Uchiha Madara' is a remnant of the Kamo family or not, he is indeed a truly powerful man."

"From his previous performance, after receiving my 'Hypostyle·茈', he only spit out a mouthful of blood and was able to seal and cast again. Obviously, he still has spare strength and backup."

"Thinking about it this way, if it weren't for your successful sneak attack, the final outcome of today's battle would still be unknown."

"Maybe..."

"We have to die once more~Jieω"

As he spoke.

Gojo Satoru started to be frivolous again.

"Well, maybe."

Summer Oil Jie also turned his view to the "corpse" of Uchiha Madara, but he paid more attention to the techniques used by Uchiha Madara.

"Mirai once said that the 'Red Blood Manipulation Technique' is very useless and weak compared to our techniques."

"But——"

"The power and cunningness of Uchiha Madara's 'Red Blood Manipulation Technique' are beyond doubt."

"It seems..."

"When Mirai returns home, we need to remind him to re-evaluate the upper limit of the 'Red Blood Manipulation Technique'."

Although Geto Suguru took Mirai's words as a guide.

But he was not as Gojo Satoru had ridiculed him before.

Stupid and ignorant, brainwashed and blindly following.

If.

Mirai's words and deeds were wrong and inconsistent with the facts.

As a friend.

He also had the responsibility to correct and reverse it.

The matter was over.

The Panxing Cult headquarters building was very "lucky" not to collapse.

It became the only strong building benchmark within a radius of ten miles.

Next.

Gojo Satoru and Geto Xiayou are going to take back Tennoko's "corpse".

However, they have a disagreement on the temporary placement of the special cursed item "Uchiha Madara".

"......What~"

"Just throw this kind of thing where it is and come back to pick it up later. Geto just likes to do unnecessary things and has to bring it with him to be an eyesore = ="

Looking at "Uchiha Madara" floating in front of him, tied up by the long tail of the incarnation Tamamonomae and suspended in the air, Gojo Satoru curled his lips and complained non-stop.

On the forehead.

The blue veins bulged slightly.

Geto Xiayou looked at Gojo Satoru with a slight twitch at the corner of his mouth.

"I say~ Satoru, if you lose your respect for the outside world like you do and throw "garbage" randomly, it will sooner or later cause a disaster = ="

"Really?"

"I don't believe it!"

After that.

Put your hands behind your head.

Gojo Satoru took the lead.

Violently break through the barrier in front.

Teleported into the building.

"Ah..."

Looking at the tiny afterimage of Gojo Satoru staying in the same place, Geto Xiayou shook his head helplessly and sighed.

Ten kilometers away.

On the rooftop of a high-rise building.

As early as when the battle between Madara, Geto and Satoru began.

A woman with stitches on her forehead had already arrived here.

She was observing the battle situation through the telescope in her hand.

"......What a pity."

"The six-eyed kid is arrogant and needless to fear."

"The side-bang kid is so cautious that he is a little difficult to deal with."

"It's a pity to miss such a powerful body. His "Red Blood Manipulation" is completely different from the "Red Blood Manipulation" of the Kamo family."

"If he hadn't been ambushed and killed before he could show his full strength, even the current six-eyed kid and the side-bang kid wouldn't be his opponents..."

"Ah~"

"I want it so much~"

"What should I do?"

"Should I go and rob it?"

Put down the telescope.

The woman with stitches on her forehead held her pretty face in her hands, trembling slightly, and seemed to be a little eager and entangled.

"No."

"No!""The person standing behind them is Zenin Mirai. Before the plan gets on track... I can't attract his attention now."

"Ah~"

"I really want to meet you right now~ my 'Adam'~"

...

The blood moon is in the sky.

Silence spreads.

Inside the Panxing Sect headquarters.

A creaking sound.

Xia Yujie frowned.

He pushed open the door of the meeting room where the official members were.

And what caught his eyes——

It was the white light in the field.

It was the young man covered in blood.

It was the coffin floating in the air.

It was the monkey group smiling and applauding.

Snap! Snap! Snap! Snap! Snap!

Tap! Snap! Snap! Snap!

Tap! Snap! Snap! Snap!

Using traction to lift the blood crystal coffin containing the "corpse" of Tennen Riko in mid-air, Gojo Satoru lowered his head and walked towards Geto Suguru with a shadowy face.

"Geto, you're just in time."

"Are you going to kill them all?"

"The me now..."

"I shouldn't feel anything."

Gojo Satoru now believes that his anger has devoured all his rationality.

So he took Geto Suguru's judgment as a guide to judge the good and evil of others at this moment.

"Of course."

"Mirai once said--"

"For monkeys without moral bottom line, there is no need for unnecessary pity!"

There was no confusion in Geto Suguru's eyes!

There was only remorse and guilt for not protecting Tennen Riko well, and anger and annoyance for the monkey's viewing of her body like a toy!

The second-level cursed spirit, the mountain ghost, which was once crushed to death by Gojo Satoru and was known for its speed, suddenly appeared from the dark mosaic behind him.

Swish! Swish! Bang!

Bang! Bang! Bang!

The ugly monkey was harvesting the ugly monkey at a very fast speed.

The invisible force of attraction and repulsion immediately crushed the man's body.

Instantly.

The conference hall.

Cries of grief were everywhere!

The wailing continued!

Blood was splattered everywhere!

No body was left!

Panxing Sect, destroyed!