Before the white-haired Sukuna could even speak, the cursed markings on Yuji Itadori’s face suddenly began to fade.
“Mr.
Levi!
You’re okay!”
Itadori looked at Levi in startled relief, then immediately assumed a defensive fighting stance against the white-haired Sukuna.
White-haired Sukuna looked at Itadori and said coldly, “Brat, I let you go before so I could kill everyone you care about right in front of you and enjoy your pathetic misery.
You didn’t actually think I was showing you mercy, did you?”
Yuji Itadori looked solemn, maintaining his boxing stance.
“I won’t let you have your way, Sukuna.
I’ll fight back with everything I’ve got until the very end.”
In the original story, Itadori found it difficult to suppress Sukuna because Jogo had fed him ten fingers at once.
But just now, Nanako and Mimiko had only fed Itadori a single finger.
Thus, just like the first time Itadori ate a finger, he only lost control for a few seconds before suppressing Sukuna once again.
Of course, it was during those few seconds that the two of them were killed by Sukuna.
At that moment, a mouth suddenly grew on Itadori’s face, speaking in Sukuna’s masculine voice: “Wait, you’re me?”
“I’ve only just finished reading this brat’s memories…
Damn it, there’s actually a vessel capable of restricting me.”
“Fine, putting that aside for now.
Why haven’t you killed that guy next to you, the one who killed Uraume?”
White-haired Sukuna’s expression darkened further.
Talk about poking a sore spot.
“Don’t talk to me in that tone, one-finger.”
“Huh?
You think having more fingers makes you special?
Once I eat you, my power will come back all the same.”
White-haired Sukuna was already in a foul mood.
Hearing this, he didn’t even bother to argue further.
He raised his hand, intending to cut Itadori down right then and there.
Luckily, Itadori was quick-witted and immediately relinquished control of his body.
In the next instant, black cursed markings appeared on his face, and a diagonal line was slashed across it.
“Tsk, clever brat.
At least he knows when to give up the body.”
Itadori wasn’t stupid.
He usually restricted Sukuna because Sukuna would kill innocent people.
But now that two Sukunas were clashing, he was more than happy to watch them fight each other.
Besides, he was no match for Sukuna anyway.
Blood poured from the diagonal slash, and the head slowly began to slide off.
Yuji-Sukuna reached out, held the sliding head in place, pushed it back up, and used Reverse Cursed Technique to heal the wound.
Yuji-Sukuna narrowed his eyes.
“Attacking me?
Has a mere finger forgotten who its master is?”
“I should be the one saying that, one-finger,” the white-haired Sukuna shot back, refusing to yield.
Kenjaku, watching the spectacle from the shadows, also slapped her forehead.
Due to Sukuna’s massive cursed energy, the process of turning him into a cursed object was also very peculiar.
Every other powerhouse Kenjaku had encountered who was turned into an incarnated cursed object was a single individual.
Whoever ate the object would become the vessel for their reincarnation.
Only Sukuna, when turned into a cursed object, required twenty fingers to store his power.
One must understand that each finger represented a part of Sukuna’s cursed energy and soul.
There was no hierarchy among them, and no distinction between a ‘main finger’ and ‘secondary fingers.’
And this led to a problem…
If each of the twenty fingers was consumed by a different person, what would happen?
In the jujutsu world, twins are considered the same person in a jujutsu sense, and their cursed energy is intertwined.
The situation with Sukuna’s separate incarnations was roughly similar.
It would probably end up as something like twenty-tuplets.
Of course, the actual situation definitely wouldn’t be like that, because Sukuna’s fingers are toxic.
Except for Yuji Itadori, who was specifically created by Kenjaku to dissolve the cursed object properties of the fingers, anyone else who ate a finger would simply be poisoned to death by Sukuna’s cursed energy.
But after Sukuna tore off Itadori’s finger and escaped Itadori’s body by incarnating into someone else, and then Itadori ate another finger…
It would turn into the mess they were seeing now.
It was a complete disaster.
Levi went blissfully unnoticed on the sidelines and set about collecting the heads from the corpses of Nanako and Mimiko.
Using the power of the Dragon Talisman, he melted through their necks.
Levi finally obtained the heads of the two curse users.
Next, he just needed to sleep while holding the two heads to enter the Grey Mist Space and have Night City Levi scan the structure of the cursed techniques in their brains.
Just then, the conflict between the two Sukunas next to him seemed to reach a boiling point.
“One-finger, concentrate your power into Itadori’s finger now, then tear it off and give it to me yourself.”
“Dolt, you can’t even deal with the guy who killed Uraume, and you want to be the master of our consciousness?”
Their attitude toward others had always been so arrogant that they were now provoked into a defensive posture by their own taunts, and they began hissing at each other.
White-haired Sukuna naturally demanded Yuji-Sukuna’s submission based on the number of fingers he possessed.
But Yuji-Sukuna held him in contempt because the white-haired Sukuna had failed to kill Levi.
The conflict was impossible to resolve.
Both Sukunas shouted at once, “Dismantle!”
Levi immediately ran into the distance, clutching the two heads.
As he ran, he shook his head.
Tsk, tsk, tsk.
Now this is a textbook example of what not to do.
When you can synchronize your memories at any time, what’s the point of fighting with yourself?
Look at Sukuna, then look at me.
Levi suddenly felt a sense of superiority on the level of “self-love.”
Neither incarnation of Sukuna paid any attention to Levi.
The white-haired Sukuna knew Levi couldn’t be killed, and Yuji-Sukuna was being hindered by Itadori whenever he tried to attack Levi.
Taking advantage of the fight between the two Sukunas, flames erupted from the soles of Levi’s feet, and he flew toward the nearby Tokyo Bay like a rocket.
He wanted to sink himself to the bottom to avoid being ambushed by invisible cursed spirits.
Mahito in particular.
With a splash, he dove beneath the surface.
Levi felt weightless throughout his entire body.
Mmm, the feeling of suffocation was a bit annoying…
but it stayed at the point where he almost couldn’t take it anymore without getting any worse.
It was like a normal person holding their breath for about 15 seconds, and then the progress bar of pain was simply locked in place.
Slowly, Levi sank toward the bottom of the sea.
He held the two heads in his arms, eyes closed, trying to fall asleep.
Yeah, I can’t sleep.
So Levi started doing math problems in his head.
This worked like a charm.
In less than three minutes, Levi felt his consciousness grow hazy.
When Levi opened his eyes again, he had arrived in the Grey Mist Space, soaking wet.
He looked down and saw the two heads were still in his arms, making him instantly overjoyed.
“You’re finally here!”
Night City Levi immediately approached and patted Levi on the shoulder.
“Let’s sync our memories first.”
By patting shoulders, everyone learned about each other’s experiences.
Jujutsu Levi hadn’t expected that while less than half an hour had passed from the time he left the Grey Mist Space until he purposefully fell asleep in Tokyo Bay…
In the grey mist, a full day had already passed for the other Levis.
Wizarding Levi explained, “We come from different universes.
There’s no connection between our universes, so theoretically, time is not synchronized.”
“The only thing we synchronize is the number of times we enter the Grey Mist Space.”
Night City Levi nodded and said, “I did an experiment before.
I stayed awake for a week straight, and when I finally entered the Grey Mist Space, only one day had passed for them as well.”
Jujutsu Levi’s eyes lit up.
This is great news.
This means they could artificially interfere with the time flow of different worlds!
They could let the Levi in a peaceful world focus on development, while a Levi in a critical period could sleep multiple times in a short window to refresh their entries into the grey mist.
Just like now.