The car stopped in front of a massive complex.
Eishu Juvenile Detention Center.
Gray high walls, barbed wire, and an atmosphere oppressive to the extreme.
A cordon had already been set up at the entrance.
Several police officers were maintaining order.
And outside the cordon.
A middle-aged woman was kneeling on the ground, crying her heart out.
“A-Zheng!
My A-Zheng is still inside!”
“Please!
Save him!”
“Even though he made mistakes, he is still just a child!”
The crying echoed at the desolate entrance, heart-wrenching to hear.
Ijichi pushed up his glasses, his expression grave.
“That is the mother of one of the juvenile delinquents inside.”
“Although we announced to the public that it was a gas leak.”
“But in reality…”
Ijichi sighed.
“The situation inside, I’m afraid it’s already…”
Wiped out.
This was a result all Jujutsu Sorcerers knew clearly.
Facing a Special Grade Cursed Spirit.
Ordinary people had no chance of survival.
Maki looked at the weeping mother, gripping the naginata (Cursed Tool) in her hand tightly.
Her eyes were conflicted.
“Tch.”
“What a cruel world.”
Though she had a sharp tongue, there was still a sliver of softness in her heart.
Lin Ye pushed open the car door and stepped out.
He walked straight up to the mother.
The police officers tried to stop him, but were blocked back by the identification Ijichi presented.
Lin Ye stood in front of the mother, looking down at her.
There was no comfort.
Nor were there any false promises.
“Stop crying.”
Lin Ye’s voice was cold.
Cold as ice.
The mother froze, looked up, and gazed at this handsome young man through tear-filled eyes.
“Are… are you going to save A-Zheng?”
“Please!
You must bring him out!”
Lin Ye crouched down.
He looked directly into her eyes.
“Listen.”
“I cannot guarantee I will bring him out alive.”
“Because in all likelihood, he is already dead.”
Boom!
These words were too cruel.
Even Maki, standing nearby, frowned.
“Hey!
Lin Ye!
You…”
“However.”
Lin Ye interrupted Maki.
His voice suddenly became firm and forceful.
“Regardless of whether he is dead or alive.”
“I will tear that thing that killed him…”
“Into pieces.”
“That is the promise I can give you.”
Lin Ye stood up and walked toward the massive iron gate without looking back.
The mother stared blankly at Lin Ye’s back.
She stopped crying.
Although she was in despair.
The powerful confidence emanating from Lin Ye actually gave her a sliver of inexplicable comfort.
Maki quickly caught up to Lin Ye.
She lowered her voice and said:
“You guy…”
“Do you have to be so venomous with your mouth?”
“Wouldn’t it be better to just lie to her?”
Lin Ye checked his equipment as he walked.
“Lie?”
“That is the behavior of the weak.”
“And it is also disrespectful to the dead.”
“Besides…”
Lin Ye stopped and turned to look at Maki.
A hint of playfulness flashed in his eyes.
“Senior Maki, you don’t think we’re here to be babysitters, do you?”
“We are here…”
“To slaughter.”
Maki looked into Lin Ye’s eyes.
Her heart skipped a beat.
This man…
This damn charm of his at a time like this…
[Ding!
Maki Zen’in favorability increased!]
[61 -> 65 (This man’s values, though cold, are unexpectedly genuine).]
“Less nonsense!”
Maki shouted with a red face.
“Hurry up and go in!
Let’s slaughter that Special Grade!”
…
The “Curtain” was lowered.
A black hemispherical barrier enveloped the entire Juvenile Detention Center.
The overcast clouds in the sky disappeared.
Replacing them was an even more suffocating darkness.
“Born of darkness, darker than darkness.”
“Purify the impure, cleanse the filth.”
As Ijichi finished reciting the incantation.
Lin Ye and Maki officially stepped into this land of death.
Upon entering.
A thick scent of blood rushed toward them.
It was a mixture of fear, despair, and the stench of rotting entrails.
“Such heavy resentment.”
Maki frowned and pushed up her glasses.
Through the specially made Cursed Tool glasses, she could see the dense lingering Cursed Energy in the air.
“This density…”
“It’s definitely a Special Grade, no doubt.”
“Hey, Lin Ye, are you alright?”
Maki subconsciously wanted to step in front of Lin Ye.
Although Lin Ye was very strong.
As a senior, protecting a junior was her instinct.
However.
A hand pushed her behind him.
“The bag carrier should have the awareness of a bag carrier.”
Lin Ye walked in front, his hand already resting on the hilt of the blade on his back.
“Stand behind me.”
“Don’t get your new stockings dirty.”
Maki: “…”
This bastard!
What time is it, and he’s still hitting on me!
If it weren’t for the tense atmosphere right now, I would have kicked him already!
The two ventured deep along the corridor.
What should have been the dormitory area.
Had now turned into a twisted space.
The walls were distorting like melting candles.
The floor was covered in unidentified liquid.
“This is…”
Maki’s expression changed.
“An Innate Domain?!”
“It hasn’t fully expanded yet, but it’s close.”
“This Special Grade… has a brain.”
Before she could finish.
“Hee hee hee…”
A burst of eerie laughter suddenly came from all directions.
Immediately after.
The unidentified liquid on the floor suddenly started boiling!
“Gurgle gurgle…”
Pale hands reached out from the liquid!
Dense and numerous!
There were hundreds of them!
“Waaaaah—”
Those hands grabbed the floor and pushed hard!
Low-level Cursed Spirits that looked like skinned frogs crawled out from the ground!
Although their grade wasn’t high, only Grade 3 or 4.
But there were too many of them!
Like a white ocean, they instantly blocked all paths of retreat!
“Tch!”
“Small fry?”
Maki’s eyes turned cold, and the naginata in her hand spun violently.
“Just right for a warm-up!”
She was about to rush forward.
“Wait a moment.”
Lin Ye stopped her.
“You don’t need to do this kind of physical labor.”
“Let me try out my new blade.”
Lin Ye slowly drew the [black blade: night (pseudo)] from his back.
“Zheng—”
A crisp sound of the blade rang out.
It was like a low groan from hell.
The black blade cut a streak of light through the darkness.
Lin Ye didn’t use any complicated techniques.
He just held the blade with one hand.
And swung it casually.
“Sweep.”
There were no fancy names.
It was just a simple, plain horizontal sweep.
However.
With the system’s buff.
And the gravitational property of the “black blade.”
This swing of the blade compressed the very air!
“Boom—!!!”
A visible black blade aura instantly erupted in a fan shape!
Like a tsunami!
Those dozens of frog Cursed Spirits that were rushing up.
….
The code is: 5B35B.