A violent fluctuation of Cursed Energy stirred up a huge commotion at this moment.
A pale blue sphere of light was condensing behind him, and those eyes, brilliant as nebulae, looked at Jogo with killing intent.
Jogo opened a manhole cover and jumped in without hesitation.
Satoru’s fire was instantly extinguished.
He couldn’t just fire a shot into the sewer, otherwise, the entire sewer system of Tokyo would likely explode.
Watching Jogo, who had already burrowed into the sewer and disappeared, Satoru held “Blue” in his hand, unsure whether to unleash it or cast it aside.
This guy really has absolutely no dignity as a powerhouse.
He actually dove into the sewer without even looking back.
Satoru had a headache.
This kind of shameless opponent is often the hardest to fight because you never know what kind of despicable tactics they will use.
After a few seconds of silence, he finally remembered why he came here and quickly teleported in front of Yuji.
Seeing the other party’s lower body, which had been almost completely flattened, Satoru felt a dull ache in his own crotch, even through his Infinity.
“Damn!
He actually flattened him completely.
How much pain did Itadori endure?
Just looking at it makes me start to ache.” Yuji opened his eyes and said with difficulty, “Gojo-sensei, don’t worry about me, go check on Kugisaki and Fushiguro quickly.
I don’t know if anything happened to them.” “Alright, stay here and don’t move.
I’ll take you all back to Jujutsu High very soon.” After saying this, Satoru’s figure turned into an afterimage and disappeared in front of Yuji.
Yuji lifted his heavy eyes once again, looking at the minced flesh covering the ground and the buildings that had been sliced into powder.
These were the remnants left behind when Sukuna possessed him and deployed his domain.
The onlookers had almost all been sliced into minced meat.
Some were reduced to nothing but piles of ground meat on the floor, making it impossible to even identify them.
Two lines of tears streamed down his cheeks.
Yuji pounded the ground with his right hand, crying out hoarsely.
“Die!
Just die!
Why haven’t I died yet!
Why!
I couldn’t protect my friends!
I couldn’t even protect the weak!
What use am I!
I’m just a piece of trash!
Trash!
Aaaaaah!” Digging his fingernails deep into the ground, Yuji stared intently at the people who had been chopped into mincemeat, only able to mutter continuously, “I’m sorry…
I couldn’t protect you all…
It’s all my fault…
I’m sorry…” That old voice echoed in his ears once again, as if entrusting infinite hope to Yuji.
“Yuji, you are strong, so you must protect the weak.
You must die surrounded by others.” Satoru arrived at the shattered restaurant, looking at the humanoid charred corpses all over the ground, unable to help feeling a shock in his heart.
Upon seeing the boy and girl hiding in the corner, his pupils suddenly contracted.
Nobara’s right arm was gone, her body was covered in wounds, and the five fingers of her remaining left hand were all twisted at grotesque angles.
As for Megumi, his injuries were even more shocking to behold.
Most of his clothes were destroyed, there were traces of spreading flames everywhere, his skin and flesh had fused together, his breathing was faint, and he had already fallen into a coma.
Satoru acted with swift decisiveness, wrapping the three severely injured people in Cursed Energy and taking them into the high sky, flying towards Jujutsu High.
Before leaving, he took a deep look at the street, which had been destroyed beyond recognition, and the red minced flesh covering the ground.
The trouble this time is likely huge.
The voices opposing Itadori will probably reach an unprecedented high.
I’ll have to use force when necessary.
As everyone who participated in this battle left one after another, this street, which had long since turned into ruins, fell silent.
After an unknown amount of time, the piercing sound of sirens broke this brief silence, and a large number of police officers and soldiers in camouflage uniforms appeared on the street.
Several staff members in suits came over to investigate carefully, then left with grave expressions.
“Detection complete.
This is indeed the work of the King of Curses from a thousand years ago, Ryomen Sukuna.
The video filmed online is real.” An old man with a hunched back slowly walked into the street.
His long white eyebrows lifted slightly, revealing cloudy, aged eyes.
“Contact the government immediately.
Block the video circulating online completely.
No matter what, we cannot let this video spread widely on the internet.
Otherwise, none of us can predict what kind of consequences it will cause.” “Yes, Gakuganji-sama.” …
Stepping forward, the lush jungle before Jogo’s eyes transformed into the blue sky and the vast blue sea.
He felt the sea breeze blowing on his face and couldn’t help but feel relieved.
This haul was a huge gain.
Having continuously obtained rewards from two options, his strength would definitely rise to a significantly higher level.
The rewards for Option 2 had all been revealed: a 50% reduction in Cursed Energy consumption when using his Cursed Technique, and a random skill enhancement voucher.
‘Right, I still don’t know what this enhancement voucher does.
Let me see.’ With a thought, a blue data panel immediately appeared before Jogo’s eyes, clearly displaying the specific function of the random skill enhancement voucher.
[Random Skill Enhancement Voucher] [Description: Exactly what it sounds like, an enhancement voucher that can randomly strengthen one skill.
Which skill gets strengthened is entirely random.
It’s time to gamble on luck again, charge.] Jogo: “…” He realized this time that this Villain System seemed to really like being a gambler, forcing him to rely on luck to get rewards.
Rubbing his head in some distress, Jogo turned his attention to the Special Spin, a mysterious smile appearing on his face.
‘Hehehehe, it’s lottery time again.’