Seeing Kusakabe Atsuya’s smiling face as he thought he had successfully rescued Kento, a cold smile appeared on Jogo’s face, and he snapped his fingers.
Snap!
As if receiving a signal, the flames burning Kento’s skin suddenly flared up, and the extent of his skin melting increased several times over.
“Aaahhhhhhhh!” Even someone like Kento, with an extremely high pain tolerance and incredibly strong willpower, let out a heart-wrenching wail at this moment.
His eyes were now bloodshot and wide to their limit.
The bone-deep agony made him wish for death immediately.
Being burned alive is one of the most painful ways to die.
The person being burned must feel their skin gradually melting during the process, watching it turn to charcoal before their eyes until it fuses with the raw flesh.
Kusakabe Atsuya, who was carrying Kento on his shoulder, was also scorched by the fire, his right shoulder becoming a bloody mess.
He let out a cry of pain but didn’t stop.
Usually fond of slacking off, his eyes were now filled with determination.
He glanced in Jogo’s direction and roared, “Mei Mei!” In the next moment, as if responding to his shout, dozens of pitch-black figures descended from the sky, flying toward Jogo’s body at extreme speed.
Mei Mei’s already pale face turned even more bloodless.
She had used Kamikaze so many times at once.
Not only did it cause all her crows to lose their lives, but it also nearly drained her of all Cursed Energy, making it difficult for her even to stand.
Even in this state on the verge of fainting, she was smiling.
Her eyes stared fixedly at the sky above, filled with excitement and relief.
“You’re finally here…
We did it…
We successfully stalled this Special Grade Cursed Spirit for a full minute…” Jogo was just about to repeat his old trick, intending to manifest a wall of fire again to block these crows that had completely discarded their lives.
But in the very next instant, an extremely dangerous sensation suddenly stung his entire body, and a chill rushed from the soles of his feet straight to the top of his head.
Without any hesitation, he blasted a large amount of fire toward the direction where the sense of danger was coming from while running for his life as fast as his legs could carry him.
A cold voice echoed in his ear.
“Hey, burning Nanami to death was fun, wasn’t it?
You damn bastard, I’m going to crush you with my own hands.” Jogo’s expression changed drastically as he suddenly felt the threat of death rapidly approaching.
The wall of fire behind him was smashed in an instant, and a man with white hair rushed through.
Almost without thinking, Jogo began to flee at top speed, rolling three times in succession on the ground, making his movements unpredictable even for Satoru for a moment.
Seizing the brief instant while Satoru was still figuring out his movement patterns, Jogo waved his hand and bursts of flames erupted.
Satoru raised his hand and blasted through the flames, but his skin began to emit faint white smoke, showing signs of being burned.
Discovering that he had actually been injured, Jogo was surprised to find that at some unknown point, Satoru had actively deactivated his Infinity.
Noticing Jogo’s astonished gaze, Satoru grinned.
“Oh?
You’ve noticed?
I deactivated Infinity, which is known as the strongest defense.
As for why I turned it off, it’s naturally so I can better explode you piece by piece with my fists.” Out of the corner of his eye, Satoru noticed the humanoid creature lying on the ground, already looking like charcoal, and his killing intent toward Jogo grew even stronger.
He and Kento had once studied at the same Tokyo Jujutsu High, Kento was even his junior.
Although the friendship between them wasn’t that deep, after knowing each other for so many years, seeing an old friend die in such a painful manner…
The strongest in the Jujutsu World couldn’t wait to kill the Special Grade Cursed Spirit in front of him, pounding him into meat paste bit by bit with his fists.
Satoru didn’t use a Cursed Technique, but instead threw a straight punch.
What seemed like a plain punch actually contained an extremely massive amount of Cursed Energy.
Raging flames quickly ignited on the surface of Jogo’s right fist’s skin.
He let out a roar, pouring a large amount of Cursed Energy into his fist and colliding with Satoru’s punch.
At the moment their fists collided, streaks of black lightning erupted from the point of impact.
Satoru’s eyes, originally full of killing intent, suddenly froze as doubt flashed in his mind.
A normal Black Flash…
it’s impossible for it to erupt with so much lightning.
Could it be that this guy…
Not good!
The next moment, an invisible airwave erupted centered on the two, shattering the ground beneath their feet.
BOOM!
Jogo and Satoru’s figures bounced back at the same time, flying backwards for dozens of seconds before crashing onto the ground.
Both of their arms were bent at an eerie angle, clearly broken.
Satoru couldn’t help but cry out in pain.
Supporting his twisted right arm, he stood up and activated Infinity.
Then he began using Reverse Cursed Technique to heal his body.
I was careless.
I didn’t expect this Cursed Spirit to be able to use Black Flash.
My arm was actually broken by that strike just now.
If Satoru was in this state, Jogo was even worse off.
His entire right hand had been turned into shredded meat by Satoru’s Black Flash-imbued punch.
He struggled to stand up, a pool of purple blood already appearing beneath his feet.
His shattered right arm was healing at a speed visible to the naked eye.
Although Cursed Spirits cannot use Reverse Cursed Technique, they are born with self-healing abilities.
Especially for a Special Grade Cursed Spirit, regenerating a limb is like healing a paper cut.
Satoru finally realized that the Special Grade Cursed Spirit before him was extraordinary, likely the strongest Cursed Spirit he had encountered so far, and he didn’t dare to be arrogant anymore.
With a thought, blue Cursed Energy continuously circulated within his body, gathering in his right hand.
“Phase.
Twilight.
Eyes of Wisdom.” “Cursed Technique Lapse: Blue!” A blue vortex appeared out of thin air in Satoru’s right hand, then it flew toward Jogo at high speed.
Jogo snorted coldly.
Countless cracks suddenly split the ground beneath his feet, and a large amount of fire spewed out, pouring into the blue vortex.
Although the blue vortex swallowed the flames, if one looked closely, they would find that the blue vortex was gradually becoming stained with the color of fire.
In less than three seconds, the original blue of “Blue” had almost disappeared, leaving only endless flames swirling within.
Seeing this, Satoru wanted to withdraw “Blue,” only to find he had lost contact with the vortex and could no longer control it.
Jogo reached out and grabbed the vortex that had turned the color of flames, striking a throwing pose, and hurled it toward Satoru.
This vortex containing an extremely large amount of fire flew in front of Satoru and exploded.
RUMBLE!
Satoru didn’t suffer any damage from the flames, but for a moment, he couldn’t distinguish his surroundings.
There was too much fire, so much that he could no longer sense Jogo’s presence.
In that case, I’ll absorb all your flames once more.
He swung his right hand again, and a blue vortex condensed.
All the flames in front were completely absorbed by that blue vortex.
This allowed him to successfully see the scene outside.
From Satoru being trapped by the flames to him swallowing the flames whole, only four seconds had passed.
However, the scene outside made his pupils suddenly contract.