Chapter 133 [Projection] Technique, Simulated Creation
[Cursed Spirit Manipulation: Maximum]—[Uzumaki] (Spiral), this developed Cursed Technique is exactly as its name suggests: a chaotic, spiral shape.
However, what composes this 'Spiral' is not water or some other liquid, but the Cursed Spirits wandering around the monk.
They are all drawn together by an inexplicable gravitational force, undergoing distortion and compression, finally forming a bloated and bizarre pale mass of flesh.
The mass of flesh rapidly approached Emiya as it expanded. It widened its eyes and frantically extended two hands of different sizes forward—
"Rho Aias!"
The moment the pink barrier rings formed, the bizarre Cursed Spirit in front of him exploded violently upon reaching its maximum expansion.
Boom!!!!
The purple light of the explosion occupied the entire high ceiling of the Barrier. When it completely disappeared, a terrifying, massive crater was left on the thirty-meter-high embankment.
The crater fell straight down, perfectly level, dividing the entire embankment and even the lake into two halves. Only after the explosion's power completely dissipated did the water from the high ground begin to pour into the bottomless pit.
Emiya stood right near the edge of the crater, and the pink barrier in front of him was still glowing.
"As expected, it's still useless, isn't it? This Cursed Technique development that puts the cart before the horse.
[Maximum Technique] should be the ultimate move for every Cursed Technique besides Domain Expansion, but [Uzumaki] is just mixing the absorbed Cursed Spirits together and firing them in the form of ultra-high-density Cursed Power.
The power is decent, but it abandons the key advantage of [Cursed Spirit Manipulation]: the versatility of the Cursed Spirit's soul. I always thought it was just a Cursed Technique for utilizing waste.
Honestly, why have I also started spilling intelligence like a Sorcerer..."
The monk was still explaining his Cursed Technique from the other side of the crater, while Emiya had already raised his longbow, aiming at the opponent.
"Caladbolg II!"
The crimson sword-arrow instantly tore through the sky, pierced the Cursed Spirit the enemy summoned to block, and then swelled and burst at that point—
Boom!!!
Forget the martial code of explaining the reasons to each other; isn't reciprocation a better embodiment of fairness and justice?
The explosion's range accurately encompassed the enemy, but after a gust of strong wind swept through, the monk's damaged form quickly restored itself through a process of distortion.
"This is...?
[Idle Transfiguration], remember?
If your unknown ability hadn't severed Mahito's Cursed Technique and vitality then, I wouldn't have needed to expend him so early.
Even though he improved quite a bit during the battle with you, it's still far less than expected... this feeling of loss of control is annoying."
He craves unexpected variables, yes, but this kind of variable that completely disrupts his plan is too much of an eyesore.
No one likes to have the fruits of their labor interrupted, and that includes him.
"So that guy is really dead, right? Then your Cursed Technique..."
Emiya didn't understand. Indeed, [Idle Transfiguration] alone can achieve the effect of disguise. If the opponent's Cursed Technique was to steal the Cursed Techniques of others, it could also create the current situation.
But how could such a Cursed Technique have no limitations?
If one could steal others' Cursed Techniques without limit, wouldn't that person have been invincible long ago?
"Oh, right... where was I? [Uzumaki], correct?
Its true value lies in the fact that when [Uzumaki] is used on Semi-Grade 1 or higher Cursed Spirits, it can extract the Cursed Technique.
Mahito's body was indeed completely useless by that point, but I only needed to use [Uzumaki] to extract the Cursed Technique's information. The harmful parts are discarded.
However, the precision of a Cursed Spirit's Cursed Technique stops growing after being controlled by [Cursed Spirit Manipulation], and the Cursed Technique extracted by [Uzumaki] is naturally the same... that's why I'm so unhappy.
Doesn't this mean I have to worry even more when operating it later?
As compensation, you can give me your body too!"
If he were to occupy the opponent's body, would he also be able to master the technique of conjuring swords out of thin air, and that system of abilities that is completely independent of Jujutsu?
If he could master this new set of abilities, he himself couldn't imagine the extent to which his capabilities and vision would be elevated.
This technique, which should be used for the entire world, is too limiting when used just to enhance individual technique!
"Don't look at me with such disgusting eyes, you bastard!"
Emiya had never seen such aggressive eyes on any man before; this is far too nauseating.
Compared to this, Todo Aoi could be considered a gentle type.
Waving his hand, Emiya launched dozens of sword blades to simultaneously stab all the Cursed Spirits around the monk, and he had already decided on his next set of coordinates.
Thanks to the opponent's bad habit of divulging information, Emiya learned that the opponent, just like the former Mahito, is difficult to kill directly with conventional attacks and also possesses multiple Cursed Spirits, making him difficult to target.
[Projection]just happens to be able to counter [Cursed Spirit Manipulation], but only if he can know the Cursed Spirits the opponent has mastered beforehand to simplify the battle.
In other words...
"Spirit and technique, flawless and firm Our strength rips the mountains Our swords split the water"
Emiya rapidly projected several pairs of Kanshou and Bakuya, throwing them simultaneously toward the monk, and at the same time, gripping his twin swords, he leaped over the massive crater dozens of meters wide in front of him.
Our names reach the imperial villa The two of us cannot hold the heavens together.
Triple-Linked Crane Wings!"
"Special Grade Cursed Spirit, [Dagon's Wriggle] ."
A massive Cursed Spirit with a face resembling a cockroach head suddenly appeared in front of the monk, swinging its bizarre blade covered in eyeballs toward Emiya.
Emiya, already on guard, immediately ducked, his twin blades severing the arm holding the large sword, and then slicing horizontally through its abdomen.
Pfff!
The internal tissue of the Cursed Spirit Dagon's Wriggle erupted from the wound under compression, but it wasn't green or purple blood; it was dozens of active cockroaches.
They not only scrambled to emerge from the mother body's wound but a large portion of them also spread their wings, rapidly scattering all around Emiya.
Forget people with entomophobia or trypophobia; any normal person would feel a chill upon seeing this sight.
Just then, a sword blade, returning from the side in a curve, precisely cut into the side of the cockroach swarm, the strong blast carving a vacuum zone in the black ocean, allowing Emiya a chance to see the surroundings again.
"[Projection] Technique, Simulated Creation... Trace on!"
A chain mysteriously appeared in Emiya's hand, along with a short-handled weapon tied to the end of the chain, which spun rapidly as he swung it.
The constantly accelerating chain instantly formed an invisible, wind-shaped barrier in front of Emiya, crushing those disgusting insects against the wall outside, preventing even a drop of blood from getting through.
Just as the monk subconsciously assumed he was the target of the attack and raised his guard, he saw the chain in Emiya's hand suddenly lengthen, and the short-handled weapon was tossed toward the deep darkness in another direction.
"Too bad, you were fooled."
Bang————!
The moment the tip of the short-handled weapon touched the circular darkness, the massive and empty darkness instantly burst like a pricked balloon, vanishing without a trace, revealing Ultimate Mechamaru, who had been trapped inside.
"That weapon... its ability is... to dispel Cursed Techniques??!"
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