At that moment…
Yuki Tsukumo was genuinely relieved she hadn’t come alone.
If she had challenged Ronova by herself…
Even if she somehow survived…
The mission would almost certainly have failed.
Ronova would have escaped.
Fortunately…
Jujutsu Headquarters had prepared thoroughly.
Besides Yuki…
They had mobilized numerous Grade 1 and Grade 2 sorcerers.
Barrier specialists had also sealed the battlefield.
As long as Ronova remained trapped inside…
Victory was still possible.
At least…
That was what everyone believed.
After witnessing Ronova’s ability to erase distance…
Yuki immediately abandoned direct pursuit.
Charging blindly at an opponent who could seemingly ignore space itself was meaningless.
Instead…
She changed tactics.
The surrounding sorcerers would keep Ronova occupied.
She would spend that time gathering enough power to end the battle with a single decisive blow.
It was a brutal strategy.
One that knowingly placed the other sorcerers in mortal danger.
But…
That was the reality of the jujutsu world.
Completing the mission always came first.
If sacrifices were necessary…
Then sacrifices would be made.
No one participating in the operation had come expecting otherwise.
Unfortunately…
The price proved even greater than expected.
As Yuki prepared her attack…
Ronova began cutting through the assembled sorcerers.
She moved across the battlefield like a crimson phantom.
Everywhere she passed…
Death followed.
She didn’t even need to touch her opponents.
As long as they entered the effective range of All Things Die…
Their lives could simply…
End.
One after another…
Sorcerers collapsed.
From a distance…
Ronova looked almost ethereal.
Like a crimson flower blooming amidst endless carnage.
Beautiful.
Elegant.
Terrifying.
To everyone watching…
She no longer resembled a young girl.
She looked like Death itself.
Yuki clenched her fists.
Enough.
She had gathered enough virtual mass.
The next punch would decide everything.
Without taking her eyes off Ronova…
She shouted, “Aoi!” “Now!” Todo immediately understood.
“Leave it to me, Master!” He clapped his hands.
Boogie Woogie.
In an instant…
Ronova’s position exchanged with a cursed tool that Todo had secretly placed directly in front of Yuki.
The coordination was flawless.
Master and disciple had practiced this countless times.
Yuki continuously charged her attack.
Todo forcibly repositioned the enemy.
Together…
They created an almost unavoidable finishing blow.
That combination had exorcised numerous powerful cursed spirits.
It had never failed.
Until today.
The instant Ronova switched places…
Yuki’s punch had already arrived.
Boom!
A fist carrying overwhelming virtual mass hurtled toward Ronova’s face.
The surrounding air distorted under the pressure alone.
Had it connected…
An entire city block might have disappeared.
Ronova calmly raised one hand.
She caught Yuki’s fist.
Effortlessly.
The devastating impact…
Never arrived.
No shockwave.
No explosion.
Nothing.
Everything simply…
Stopped.
Yuki froze.
Her fist no longer possessed the impossible weight she had painstakingly accumulated.
Ronova had quietly erased it.
She had killed…
The mass itself.
That was the terrifying nature of All Things Die.
Anything that could be defined…
Could die.
Not merely living creatures.
Concepts.
Phenomena.
Even the properties of a cursed technique.
Against such an ability…
Conventional techniques became almost meaningless.
“…Impossible.” Yuki stared blankly at her own hand.
Ronova smiled faintly.
“Impossible?” “You simply haven’t imagined enough possibilities.” Her golden eyes grew cold.
A single crimson feather slowly appeared beside her.
The Feather of Death.
Without warning…
It shot toward Yuki like a scarlet arrow.
Long before it reached her…
Every instinct screamed danger.
Death.
Certain death.
At the critical moment— Clap!
Todo activated Boogie Woogie again.
Yuki instantly switched places with a cursed tool infused with cursed energy.
The feather pierced the cursed tool instead.
Silence.
Then…
The cursed tool quietly crumbled into dust.
Complete annihilation.
Even an inanimate object…
Could suffer death a second time.
Its existence itself had been extinguished.
Yuki looked at the drifting dust.
Cold sweat slowly rolled down her forehead.
If Todo had reacted even slightly later…
She suspected the outcome would have been no different.
“…This thing…” “…is completely absurd.” Unfortunately…
Ronova was only getting started.
She glanced briefly toward Yuki.
Then lost interest.
Because around her…
More crimson feathers began appearing.
One.
Five.
Ten.
Twenty.
Dozens.
Each death Ronova witnessed allowed her to create another Feather of Death.
Over the past several weeks…
She had accumulated a considerable reserve.
Now…
She released them all.
The feathers gradually transformed.
Stretching.
Hardening.
Until every one of them became a crimson longsword engraved with countless watching eyes.
Then…
Invisible hands emerged from empty space.
One after another…
They grasped the swords.
At the same moment…
A gigantic crimson eye slowly opened high above the battlefield.
Its gaze overlooked everything below.
Every movement.
Every breath.
Every fluctuation of cursed energy.
Nothing escaped its sight.
It was as though Ronova viewed the battlefield from the heavens themselves.
This…
Was the new technique she had developed through countless battles.
Thousand Hands, Hundred Eyes — Dominion Over the Mortal World.
Ronova slowly rose into the sky.
Her black dress fluttered gently.
Her crimson wings spread behind her.
Bathed in scarlet light…
She resembled a goddess presiding over death.
Or perhaps…
The queen of the underworld.
Below her…
Dozens of invisible arms wielded crimson swords.
They attacked from every direction simultaneously.
No blind spots.
No pauses.
No hesitation.
The battlefield instantly descended into chaos.
Yuki became the primary target.
Sword after sword descended upon her.
Front.
Behind.
Above.
Below.
Every possible angle.
Even after summoning her shikigami…
Garuda…
She barely managed to keep up.
Every second became a desperate struggle for survival.
Then…
Ronova demonstrated something even more shocking.
One of the crimson swords slashed downward once again.
Yuki instinctively raised her arm to intercept it.
The moment blade and fist collided— Crack!!
Black lightning exploded across the battlefield.
A Black Flash.
Yuki’s eyes widened.
“…What?!” Ronova hadn’t even moved.
She remained calmly floating in the sky.
Yet…
The invisible hand wielding the sword had perfectly executed a Black Flash.
An attack that required extraordinary timing…
Had been performed by a weapon under Ronova’s control.
Far away…
Ronova smiled slightly.
Gojo Satoru’s training…
Had clearly not gone to waste.