Chapter 178: War
To understand the essence of one's own soul, one must engage in slaughter.
As if by instinct, it was carved into Mahito's mind. He wanted to put his theories into practice, and tonight was the night...
Tatsuro had brought him the feeling of a soul being torn apart, a feeling close to its essence, while Ryomen Sukuna had made him feel the different levels of souls.
Both were very good experiences. He really wanted to have another go, a clash between souls.
"Ah! How wonderful."
Inadvertently, Mahito caressed his own body and cried out, a flush appearing on his face. This was the essence of his desire.
"It seems you're going to have a lot of fun, Mahito."
Geto Suguru looked at Mahito, who could no longer restrain his desires, and a smile appeared on his lips. "Go ahead and do as you please. Consider it a reward for helping me last time. I'll be watching."
"Of course, but... what if I accidentally kill Tatsuro?"
Mahito's mismatched pupils stared at Geto Suguru, as if trying to see through him.
"Well, that would be troublesome indeed."
Geto Suguru didn't think Mahito could kill Tatsuro, but the current Mahito seemed very tricky. However, his growth was a good thing for him. It felt like raising a gu-bug...
"Is that so..."
Mahito looked at the artificial cursed spirits he had arranged. He spat out the stored human souls from his mouth and clapped his hands hard!
"Smack—"
He then began to knead them. Like sticky dough, he fused the souls in his hands together, forming a stronger artificial cursed spirit.
The power of an ordinary person is humble. Even with transfiguration, they could only become an artificial cursed spirit slightly stronger than a Grade 3 but weaker than a Grade 2. He had tested it in the movie theater before, fusing three human souls into one cursed spirit. Perhaps the repulsion between the souls was too great, resulting in a not-so-strong creation.
But now it was different.
"'Multiple Souls' kneads those matching souls together, forming an artificial cursed spirit with multiple souls in one body and less repulsion. 'Polymorphic Soul Isomer'!"
The kneaded souls began to take shape. Like the rapid growth of a fetus, in just an instant, an artificial cursed spirit exuding a terrifying aura was born.
Like a small titan, its body had clear muscle lines. The born cursed spirit just stood there blankly, like a work of art, standing tall; or like a yet-to-be-activated mecha, once it moved, it would be unstoppable.
The line of thought was indeed correct. The place where Mahito was might not be far from here.
He must already know that he was here. After all, the thing that was monitoring him was still there. To be honest, if he hadn't been silently reminding himself that he was being watched, he probably would have forgotten about it. He had gotten used to it; his body had instinctively downplayed that faint sense of being watched.
At this moment, he had either already escaped, or he was ambushing him somewhere.
Although he felt the former was more likely, it was just a feeling. It couldn't be used as a standard to judge a person. Being too blindly confident, you wouldn't even know how you died.
"Splash—"
The water rippled. Tatsuro slowly closed his eyes, and the sage markings appeared on his face. He began to sense the abnormality in the sewer.
Dozens of seconds passed.
"SPLASH—!"
Tatsuro sensed the cursed spirits living in the sewer, subconsciously took a step back, swallowed hard, and didn't dare to move forward. He stood there stunned, took out the phone in his pocket, and called Kiyotaka Ijichi.
"This number... damn it, is this guy Mahito planning a 'Night Parade of a Hundred Demons'?"
Under the super perception of 'Sage Mode', he saw them, the cursed spirits squatting in this very complex sewer.
Because of the winding route, he hadn't sensed all of them. He had only sensed a part of them. It was too far...
At this moment, he had to let Ijichi start evacuating the crowd. Otherwise, it would be a disaster if they started fighting. These cursed spirits were all transfigured humans. He couldn't kill them all by himself.
If they ran out, hehe...
Even a monk would have to kneel and chant for seven days straight.
"What's wrong? Sorcerer Tatsuro?"
The call was connected, and Kiyotaka Ijichi's voice came through.
"Evacuate the crowd immediately and have the local sorcerers come for support. No, have all available sorcerers come. This is a bit troublesome..."
Adhering to the basic principle of jujutsu sorcerers, protecting the people as the foundation, Tatsuro didn't want to alert the enemy at this moment.
"Yes, understood. We'll start the evacuation now."
Kiyotaka Ijichi didn't ask any more questions. He hung up the phone, picked up his credentials, and said to the police chief, "Jujutsu High. Please cooperate with us to start evacuating the local crowd."
"Yes, yes, I understand. We haven't gone in yet. Okay, we'll start focusing on evacuating the crowd now. Goodbye, Tatsuro-senpai."
Yuji Itadori looked at the hung-up phone, then turned to look at Fushiguro, who was sitting on the ground meditating. Black curse marks had already appeared on his face, as if he had blocked out his perception of his surroundings, sitting there quietly.
Although he didn't know why Tatsuro-senpai had suddenly told them to start evacuating the crowd, Yuji Itadori knew that a battle was about to break out here.
Looking at the people walking on the street, he shouted, "Please move away! This area is about to..."
[18:05]
Although many people left under the police's evacuation, some refused to leave, locking their doors tightly, turning on the air conditioning, and ignoring the outside world.
"Please leave..."
The loudspeaker on the police car shouted. In a nearby house, a girl opened the curtains and poked her head out to look at the departing people outside. She turned her head and shouted to her mother who was cooking in the kitchen, "Mom, why aren't we leaving? Everyone else is gone."
"Don't worry about it. Suddenly telling people to leave without any notice, what's that all about? Go watch TV."
The mother cooking dinner grumbled, "We have so many valuables at home, how can we possibly take them all? Those police officers are also making a big fuss over nothing. How could something... happen?!"
"BOOM!!"
A huge figure crashed through the window, instantly destroying the two-meter-high house.
"Clang—"
The pot of soup now rolled on the ground, the boiling water slowly being stained by a red liquid.
"Pain, pain, die, die!"
The giant cursed spirit began to roar, its eyes scarlet. It clenched the woman in its hand, slowly raised its right hand, and red liquid flowed down its arm, then it threw her into its mouth.
"Crunch, crunch—"
Like chewing on cartilage, it made a creepy sound.
"Mom, Mom?"
The girl looked at the giant creature that had suddenly appeared. Her legs gave way and she knelt on the ground, then began to cry loudly.
"Mom, ah, ah, ah!"
"Hahaha! It's begun, my 'Night Parade of a Hundred Demons'. Feel the powerlessness of this moment, Tatsuro."
"Clang—"
One by one, the manhole covers were lifted, and the cursed spirits orderly emerged from the sewer. Their vacant pupils stared at the evacuating people, their bodies beginning to expand!
Like inflating balloons, their eyes were about to burst, their mouths opened wide, tearing the muscles connecting the corners of their mouths. They roared in pain, "So painful!!"
The deathly still artificial cursed spirits, as if some restriction had been lifted, began to burn their souls and launched a final attack on the evacuating humans.
"What, what is that?!"
Because they were originally human, ordinary people could also see them. The evacuating police officer looked at the cursed spirit's inhuman appearance, and his brain instantly shut down.
He seemed to not understand what this thing was. It was beyond his years of cognition. It felt like watching a 3D movie. A second later, hearing the screams of the people, he realized this was reality. He then took out his pistol and shot at the cursed spirit!
"Bang, bang, bang... bang!"
Seven shots in a row, the magazine was empty. The officer was still pulling the trigger, but there were no more bullets.
Three shots hit the cursed spirit's forehead, but at the cost of burning its soul, it was not so weak. Its soul seemed to be burned by fire, and the intense pain directly covered the stinging pain in its head. It rushed into the crowd of humans. With a wave of its large hand, the people who hadn't reacted were instantly killed, turning into meat paste, scattered on the ground...
It roared, "So painful!!"
"Damn it, four hours. Even the supporting sorcerers can't make it in time, and the people have only just been evacuated."
Tatsuro, sensing the situation in the distance, frowned, looking at the laughing Mahito in front of him.
"It's interesting, isn't it?"
Mahito grabbed the necks of two humans with his hands and said, "I just took a little nap and you started evacuating humans? How boring."
With that, the two who were held by something began to twist, then instantly transformed into artificial cursed spirits.
He continued, "Souls violently twisted like this can't live for long, but it's enough to play with you. Kill him."
He released his hands. The two who had been twisted into cursed spirits began to attack. The two who had originally walked upright were now like animals, with human heads and snake bodies, their legs turned into snake tails, their hands clawing at the ground, allowing them to move forward quickly.
"What a troublesome guy."
Looking at the mission released by the system five minutes ago, Tatsuro, holding the 'Wave Breaker', swung it hard. A huge sage art slash instantly dismembered the two, like a dark red blood crescent, and hacked towards Mahito.
[Ten minutes ago.]
[17:54]
"Sorry, Sorcerer Tatsuro. Although we have tried our best to evacuate the public, the time is still too short. There are still many people who are unwilling to leave their homes."
On the street, Kiyotaka Ijichi, holding a tablet, reported. Behind him, Yuji Itadori was evacuating the crowd, shouting, "Please hurry up, everyone! It's getting dark!"
"As soon as possible. My side has already started. It will probably affect the ground soon."
Tatsuro in the sewer, hearing that the evacuation on the other side was not yet complete, frowned. He had discovered it too late. The consequences of bringing the war to the ground were imaginable.
"Splash—"
The sound of splashing water came. A cursed spirit suddenly shot out from the darkness. Because the sun was about to set, the already dim sewer was now even darker, as if eroded by octopus ink, making it impossible to see one's hand in front of one's face.
"Die, die!"
A cursed spirit with four legs and a snake-like body instantly rushed in front of Tatsuro. It turned its head sideways and opened its huge mouth. Its scarlet pupils flashed in the pitch-black sewer; it bit down at Tatsuro, who was on the phone, as if to snap him in half at the waist.
"Swoosh—"
The mouth, as big as a washbasin, instantly snapped shut, but it bit nothing. The crisp sound of teeth clashing echoed in the sewer.
Cursed Spirit: ???
Its scarlet pupils blinked twice, looking a little dazed. It didn't know where the meat that was right in its mouth had gone.
In the next second, the water on the ground instantly rose, like an incomparably sharp guillotine.
"'Sage Art: Water Release: Triple Water Formation Wall'."
Tatsuro turned off his phone and put it in his pocket. The cursed spirit that had been standing in its original spot was now instantly cut into four pieces. The black water wall fell. Tatsuro stepped on the corpse of the artificial cursed spirit and continued to move forward. As he went deeper, the sewer that could only be passed by one person now became wider, and he was getting farther and farther from the ground.
And… he had been discovered. In his perception, a pile of cursed spirits was swarming towards him along the narrow sewer, and among them was a figure walking unhurriedly; Mahito.
"Look who I found? A little mouse that got separated."
Among the swarm of artificial cursed spirits, Mahito walked over unhurriedly, followed by five small Titan-like cursed spirits; it was about to begin, the 'Night Parade of a Hundred Demons'.
Like a plague of rats, the cursed spirits began to move. The dull sound of running echoed underground.
"What's going on? Is it an earthquake?"
Junpei Yoshino, who was evacuating people on the road, frowned. He looked down at the manhole cover. He always felt that there was something running under it. Then, out of curiosity, he lifted the manhole cover.
"Clang—"
The manhole cover in his hand slammed down hard.
"Curse, cursed spirit..."
Junpei Yoshino was now stuttering. He seemed to have just seen a cursed spirit flash past, and it wasn't just one!
This strange action also attracted the attention of the people nearby.
"Quick, quick, go, speed!"
Junpei Yoshino looked at the spectating people and shouted. He didn't care what they would think of him. At this moment, he only knew that he had to evacuate the crowd quickly. There were very few sorcerers who had arrived here. They couldn't save so many people. He had to evacuate the people quickly; there were too many manhole covers on one street. If cursed spirits came out of all of them, it would be terrifying…
"[Sage Art: Water Release: Water Dragon Bullet Technique]!"
Tatsuro in the sewer quickly formed hand seals. The turbid sewage on the ground now formed a water dragon, rushing towards the cursed spirits that were besieging him.
The huge water dragon instantly filled the entire sewer, annihilating all the attacking cursed spirits.
But this was just a drop in the bucket. The water dragon soon dissipated due to the depletion of sage art. The cursed spirits were like a tide. The ones in front died, and a large batch of cursed spirits rushed in from behind.
Tatsuro walked forward slowly, his hands continuing to form seals. Another water dragon appeared, annihilating all the attacking cursed spirits.
"Chirp, chirp, chirp!"
His right hand was covered in lightning. The deafening sound of a bird's cry echoed in the sewer. The intersecting white currents illuminated this dark world. His black pupils slowly transformed into the three-tomoe Sharingan.
This speed of progress was still too slow. Those cursed spirits were now climbing up the manholes leading to the ground.
"Phew…"
Tatsuro took out the 'Wave Breaker' from his back. The black backpack insulated his right hand from the current; taking out the sword from the backpack, a sound of metal scraping was heard. Tatsuro, who had already gripped the hilt, injected the lightning in his hand into it. The pitted blade glowed with a white light, and then lightning flashed.
The chirping sound of Chidori became stronger. Tatsuro, holding the long sword, had now developed a new way to use the 'Wave Breaker', injecting ninjutsu into the blade, giving the sword the same properties; 'Sage Art: Lightning Release: Wave Breaker' was thus born!
"Phew…"
He exhaled a turbid breath. Tatsuro began to move. The cells in his body, stimulated by the electric current, plus the current 'Sage Mode', the young man's speed reached its peak!
A silvery-white current flashed past. The cursed spirits in its path were instantly disintegrated. His scarlet pupils flashed rapidly, preventing him from missing any transfigured cursed spirits due to his speed.
A large number of images flashed through his mind, how to swing the sword, how to kill with one blow—because his speed was too fast at this moment, his brain became clumsy; blurry images flashed in his mind, dozens of blurry photos per second waiting for his brain to analyze. At first, he could accept it, but slowly, he got a headache; slowly, the young man chose to give up thinking, letting his perception replace his severely nearsighted eyes, and began to slaughter.
The dark world was flashed by a distorted current, until Mahito arrived.
"Clang!"
A sound like striking steel was heard. The 'Wave Breaker' was instantly inserted into a thick wall that had suddenly appeared, and then the sound of "sizzling" sizzling meat was heard.
"So painful!!"
"Ah, so painful!!"
"So hot!!"
Under the flashing white light, the vicinity was illuminated. Three faces on the wall of flesh were roaring in pain; then, like tentacles, the three faces grew out of the wall of flesh, biting at Tatsuro with tearful faces.
"Tch."
Tatsuro pulled out the 'Wave Breaker' that was stuck in the wall of flesh and then left. His scarlet eyes stared at the three heads that had bitten empty.
"Oh my, really, being so impatient is not good, my dear Tatsuro. Want a hug? I will love you dearly."
As the wall of flesh composed of artificial cursed spirits began to fester, Mahito's stitched face was reflected in the scarlet pupils.
"Phew…"
He panted heavily. The three tomoe were slowly spinning. He looked at the system mission that had popped up.
[Mission: Defeat Mahito. Mission Reward: 150 points, 100 permanent Cursed Energy increase.]
[Mission: Kill Mahito. Mission Reward: 300 points, 200 permanent Cursed Energy increase.]
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