Chapter 138 Is It [Reverse Cursed Technique]?
Whoosh————————
What is a scene of a true frigid wind howling? Most people have likely never genuinely witnessed it, especially those living outside extreme regions.
The reason humans divide time into years and divide a year into four seasons—spring, summer, autumn, and winter—is because most places experience seasonal changes, and there are no extreme environments where survival is exceptionally difficult.
But in extreme cold zones like the North and South Poles, where the sun struggles to shine directly, temperatures are typically below -40° C.
In places where the wind carries cold ice shards, that is the environment where humans fundamentally cannot survive normally.
Emiya had certainly never been to such a place, but after the new Curse User intervened and unleashed a Cursed Technique, he could roughly understand what an Arctic region lined with glaciers would be like.
The frigid wind, carrying frost, blew in from the direction where the monk had fallen, instantly expanding into a storm tens of meters in diameter, freezing all the water within a half-kilometer radius into the form of an ice sheet.
This temporary ice sheet was lined with crystal-clear glaciers, encompassing even Emiya, who had just landed near the water surface, and the towering Mechamaru Zero in the distance.
It was magnificent, but the danger contained within was also self-evident.
Emiya could feel that the power of these ice crystals was more than just superficial. The extreme low temperature instantly penetrated deep inside upon contact with the body. Rashly making a move to break free would only result in greater physical damage.
Because the incident happened so suddenly, Emiya had no room to react, which is why he was placed directly in this perilous situation.
"Is there a new enemy...?"
It figured. A character like this, acting as a mastermind, probably wouldn't place himself in danger alone, even if he felt confident, right?
Emiya raised his head, which was the only part not completely encased in frost, and looked toward the white-haired figure in a Buddhist robe on the shore.
Indeed, at first glance, it's hard to tell if they are male or female... Is this the contact person revealed by the Curse User during the previous Jujutsu High invasion?
Not every enemy should possess multiple Cursed Techniques like 'Pseudo-Geto', so their Cursed Technique is this widely effective ice-attribute Jujutsu? The danger is just as high...
"Seriously, do you really want to kill me that badly?"
The monk emerged from the dust, holding his head. Blood was still dripping from his sleeve, and it hadn't been immediately restored by [Idle Transfiguration].
Although [Cursed Spirit Manipulation] can extract a Cursed Spirit's Cursed Technique, it is ultimately only an ability subsidiary to a single Cursed Technique, so it naturally has limitations.
The most obvious limitation is the number of uses. Just as a Domain enters a period of unequal [Cursed Technique Burnout] after being dispelled, the extracted Cursed Techniques, having lost their bodily foundation, also have a very low limit on [Cursed Technique Burnout].
This means that as long as the intensity and frequency of the attack reach a certain level, he can absolutely be killed by physically meaningful attacks.
Moreover, he is not exactly a Cursed Spirit-like creature, unable to be replenished from malice at any time like they are, so the volume of his Cursed Power is also entirely finite.
These are all factors that limit his strength. The direction he has been striving for has never been the enhancement of raw power.
"Stop fighting. It's meaningless.
You can't kill him, and the Sorcerers' support will arrive soon... I don't want to see you die here."
This newly arrived enemy showed no respect to the monk whatsoever. Though the tone wasn't exactly condescending, it was merely one of relative equality.
"Can't I... Indeed.
The objective of this attempt has failed. That guy is still alive, and I was forced to expose quite a few trump cards. What a failure.
Let's go. There's no time to waste."
In fact, apart from a few individuals in the entire Jujutsu world, no one else can pose a serious threat to them.
But no one can guarantee that those individuals won't rush over here quickly. If they happen to encounter Gojo Satoru arriving, they would have to pay a price to leave.
They have already paid enough. If they make any more mistakes, the subsequent plan truly cannot be carried out.
"Hey, who gave you permission to just leave like that?"
Under the control of [Ice Formation Cursed Technique], Kokichi Muta had completely lost the ability to continue fighting. Fortunately, Hrunting has a blood-manipulation-like ability, which allowed Emiya's body to melt the surrounding frost in a short time.
"Shut up, you Sorcerer!"
The new enemy seemed to be in a very bad mood, or perhaps they naturally possess a volatile temperament, their emotions completely written on their face.
"Those words... should clearly be mine to say!"
Pfft—!
Seeing the enemies about to escape, Emiya, who hadn't completely melted the frost, didn't hesitate anymore, directly tearing out the remaining small half of his body from the ice.
The originally connected area was somewhat mangled, but this could not impede Emiya's actions.
Immediately after projecting his longbow and nocking Hrunting on the bowstring, the originally long sword blade was bent into an almost spiral shape—the state Emiya most commonly uses.
"What? I'm only not killing you because the other Sorcerers will arrive soon..."
"Enough, you're the one who said we should retreat, aren't you?"
Seeing his newly arrived companion about to rush back into a fight to the death with Emiya, the monk quickly summoned a Cursed Spirit to shield them both. Then, another gigantic Cursed Spirit, like a sand worm, drilled out of the ground.
It aimed its vicious mouthparts at the two of them, immediately biting down, and continued to drill into the depths of the earth.
"Hrunting!!!"
The moment the sand worm began to drill underground, the sword-arrow in Emiya's hand completed its magical energy infusion and shot fiercely in the direction of the enemy's escape.
The crimson light severed the sand worm's body and infused into it, but it failed to stop the puppet from moving.
All that was left on the ground was half of a corpse, a noticeable hole, and utter wreckage.
"Did they still get away...?"
Failing to capture the enemies means they might still continue with their original plan, doesn't it?
Although Emiya does not yet know what their so-called plan is, thankfully, the informed person on their side was rescued, so the effort wasn't entirely in vain.
"Mr. Emiya, are you alright!"
Mechamaru Zero, after enduring successive attacks, had completely lost the ability to move. No matter how reluctant he was, Kokichi Muta could only choose to abandon it.
Having detached himself from the mecha, he landed directly beside Emiya. After confirming the enemy's escape, he immediately rushed over to check the injuries of his benefactor.
But when he arrived, he saw that the originally mangled areas on Emiya's body had begun a slow but visible recovery. It was clear that he would be completely free of the effects very soon.
"Is that... [Reverse Cursed Technique]?"
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