Zen'in Ranta finally confirmed that Mahito was completely dead.
He closed Divine Might with relief and let out a breath.
"Finally, it's over."
"Ranta, don't release Divine Might!"
Zen'in Jinichi roared.
Thud.
Zen'in Ranta stared blankly downward.
At some unknown point, a hand had pierced through his chest, fingers tightly closed like a hand blade.
"Got. You. Zen'in Ranta."
Someone breathed softly into Zen'in Ranta's ear, the exhaled breath like the fragrance of an orchid.
The hand suddenly retracted.
Zen'in Ranta clutched his chest and instinctively took two steps forward.
He stared blankly at his pierced chest, then looked blankly ahead.
One of his eyes was already blind due to Cursed Technique backlash, and the other eye was blurry from congestion.
He only saw someone rushing toward him, but before that person could reach his side, he knelt on both knees, his head hitting the ground.
His vision was blurred and indistinct from the congestion in his eyes.
He only saw someone rushing toward him, but before that person could reach his side, he knelt on both knees, his head hitting the ground.
Zen'in Ranta, dead.
Zen'in Jinichi tightly embraced Zen'in Ranta's corpse.
Raindrops fell into the corners of his eyes.
He trembled all over, almost unable to control himself.
A figure slowly but firmly appeared in the night.
Bones, blood vessels, nerves, organs, muscles, fat, skin.
—Idle Transfiguration.
Lining, kimono, hakama.
—Construction Technique.
One hand rose, and a bamboo hat appeared in it.
Mahito opened his heterochromatic eyes and placed the last bamboo hat on his head.
The torrential rain poured down, raindrops hitting the hat and dripping from its brim, covering the face beneath the hat in the curtain of rain.
Only those glowing heterochromatic eyes were conspicuous, like will-o'-the-wisps in a graveyard.
The Mahito from the original work had previously suffered similar injuries.
That was his first encounter with a Jujutsu Sorcerer, a sorcerer named Nanami Kento.
This was an experienced and powerful Jujutsu Sorcerer.
The inexperienced Mahito from the original work once had his calf severed by Nanami Kento, who seized an opportunity due to Mahito's lack of experience.
After that, Nanami Kento directly used his Cursed Technique to shatter the entire terrain.
At that time, their battleground was a vast sewer, and hundreds of tons of rubble fell from above, crushing Mahito to pieces.
But Mahito was still resurrected unharmed.
Mahito had already explained:
"As long as it's not an attack that can destroy the soul, even if my body is shattered to the point where not a single cell remains, I can resurrect unharmed by maintaining my soul unchanged."
The attack power of Black Flash is beyond doubt, but Black Flash… cannot attack the soul.
As long as it cannot attack the soul, Mahito will not truly be injured.
"Feel honored, Zen'in Jinichi."
Mahito said softly,
"That Black Flash… almost… killed me."
Zen'in Jinichi exploded.
His furious voice drowned out the night's torrential rain and the thunder in the sky.
"Mahito—!"
Mahito reached out and slightly pulled down his bamboo hat.
The sun and moon decorations on the brim made a crisp sound.
The corners of his mouth curled into a smile.
"It's not easy. You finally deigned to… call me by my name?"
"Aaaahhh!"
Zen'in Jinichi erupted.
He stomped his foot fiercely, his entire body's Cursed Energy boiling.
Due to the high-speed operation of his Cursed Energy, his body seemed to be enveloped by a storm.
He had just used Black Flash, and at this moment, his Cursed Energy was flowing so smoothly that it surpassed its limits.
His muscles coordinated with the flow of Cursed Energy, propelling him forward in large strides.
In his berserk state, he bent his arm, his body like a giant bow.
When the bow was drawn to its limit, he took his first step.
In just one step, propelled by the explosive Cursed Energy, he arrived in front of Mahito as if using instantaneous movement.
Mahito was about to move when suddenly a black shadow appeared at his feet.
Cursed Technique Release: Shadow Crocodile!
This was a Cursed Technique that never appeared in the original work.
In the original work, there were ten members of the Hei, but only four Hei members appeared during the family massacre.
The remaining six Hei members were indicated to have been completely wiped out through written accounts of the subsequent pursuit.
However, the situation was now completely different because, knowing of Mahito's arrival, all ten members of the Hei had gathered.
"Although far inferior to Ranta, it's enough to control you for an instant!"
the Shadow Crocodile user shouted.
In Japanese legend, there is a yokai that lurks beneath the sea, devouring the shadows of sailors.
Those whose shadows are taken are doomed to die.
If a boatman whose shadow was eaten kills the Shadow Crocodile, even if they walk on land, they will be stabbed to death by the Shadow Crocodile's bones suddenly shooting out from underground.
As its name suggests, the Shadow Crocodile Cursed Technique can attack using shadows as a medium.
Before Mahito could act, countless dark blades suddenly emerged from the shadows.
These blades, shaped from shadows, easily pierced his calves, firmly pinning him in place.
One blade, particularly long, even stabbed directly at Mahito's throat like a spear.
Mahito reached out and pinched this shadow blade, applying slight force, and the blade scattered like cherry blossoms.
Mahito immediately perceived the strengths and weaknesses of this Cursed Technique.
The shadow blades were incredibly sharp yet fragile as porcelain.
The attack range was entirely dependent on the area of the shadow.
It was currently nighttime, and the largest shadow on this planet covered the entire world, making it the most potent period for Shadow Crocodile.
Came to the right place, Mahito thought.
Compared to Innate Technique users who are hard to find outside, they are common within the Three Great Families.
"This time, I will blast you until not even a speck remains. Prepare yourself!"
Zen'in Jinichi roared.
With just one step, Zen'in Jinichi traversed all the distance and arrived in front of Mahito.
At this moment, Mahito had just been restrained.
He suddenly broke free from the Shadow Crocodile Cursed Technique.
Indeed, its binding ability was far inferior to Zen'in Ranta's Divine Might, but this single instant was enough.
Zen'in Jinichi's fist had already swung down.
Thud.
Zen'in Jinichi's fist landed squarely on Mahito's face.
—Mahito was unmoving, completely unharmed.
Soul Creation switched:
Awasaka Jiro.
Cursed Technique Release:
Inverse.
Zen'in Jinichi felt as if he had punched a metal wall.
His finger bones shattered directly from the recoil, and his knuckles were a bloody mess.
The unexpected outcome left him completely unprepared.
The next instant, Mahito's fist pierced his heart.
"How… is that possible?"
Zen'in Jinichi coughed up blood, incredulous.
Before Zen'in Jinichi could breathe his last, Mahito's hand was already on his head.
Then, with a forceful grip, he twisted Zen'in Jinichi's head sharply.
Zen'in Jinichi's head twisted off his neck like an unscrewed bolt.
He threw the detached head to the ground.
The torrential rain continued to fall, obscuring Zen'in Jinichi's incredulous face.
Zen'in Jinichi, dead.
Mahito fiercely kicked Zen'in Jinichi's headless corpse to the ground, crushing all the shadow blades that had pierced his calves.
He stood with one foot on the chest of this burly man, who resembled a brown bear, his heterochromatic eyes opening like those of a ghost.
Lightning flashed and thunder roared in the pouring rain, forming his backdrop.
"Come," he said.
"Let's continue."
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