Chapter 202: Jogo: This is Simply Too Much!!
Even in a seemingly peaceful modern society, human malice continues to surge endlessly in the shadows. This causes curses to gather and cursed spirits to be born at every passing moment.
Yet even so, in this life-and-death war between humans and cursed spirits, the spirits remain the side at a disadvantage. Especially in modern society, now that humanity has established a more rational allocation of Jujutsu sorcerers, cursed spirits can no longer even threaten the normal trajectory of human society.
Reviving the "King of Curses" by having the vessel, Itadori Yuji, swallow all of Sukuna's fingers to balance or even reverse the power dynamic between sorcerers and spirits—this was the plan Kenjaku told the cursed spirits at the very beginning.
Later, he added that to ensure the plan to eradicate humanity could be perfectly implemented, the two uncontrollable variables, Gojo Satoru and Emiya, must be suppressed and dealt with.
Otherwise, even if Ryomen Sukuna were revived, he could not reverse the declining situation of the cursed spirits.
Thus, Kenjaku formulated a series of plans to be executed in Shibuya, making these cursed spirits integral cogs in the machine.
In reality, Kenjaku could also be considered an extreme racialist; however, the "humanity" in his heart was a much more powerful version, rather than the weak non-sorcerers who currently represent the species.
One side fought to make humans disappear from the world entirely, while the other fought to make humans evolve into the image in his mind. Their goals were fundamentally different. Both sides knew the other's hidden motives were contrary to their own, yet they maintained cooperation while despising each other, simply because Gojo Satoru and Emiya were enemies so unexpectedly powerful that they both agreed they had to be eliminated.
In Jogo's mind, specifically, nothing else mattered.
As long as he could truly revive Ryomen Sukuna, wouldn't the plan be considered half-finished?
That proud "King of Curses" would surely slaughter the humans who dared to shame him for a thousand years without hesitation, and he certainly wouldn't let off Emiya Shirou, who had defeated him once.
Jogo's primary goal at this moment was to eradicate humanity. His second goal was naturally to kill Emiya Shirou—the man who had not only killed his companion Mahito but had even insulted Jogo so thoroughly!
Conveniently, after successfully reviving Ryomen Sukuna, these two life goals could be achieved at once... Was there anything more exciting than that?
This was why he appeared so thrilled after successfully catching the isolated Itadori Yuji.
As for the fact that Fushiguro Megumi was standing next to him?
Sorry, Jogo didn't give a damn about this first-year from Jujutsu High. If Hanami's personality leaned toward tranquility, Jogo's was defined by pride and rage.
He could accept Gojo Satoru and Emiya being placed in positions stronger than himself since they could defeat him easily, but even so, he believed he should be the third strongest under heaven!
As for Ryomen Sukuna, that would be discussed later—hasn't he not revived yet?!
"It's actually a talking cursed spirit, wow... This must be the enemy Gojo-sensei specifically told us to watch out for!"
Completely contrary to Jogo's expectations, Itadori Yuji showed no sign of fear upon seeing him. Instead, he excitedly raised his weapon, as if Jogo were some low-level mob that could be easily brushed aside.
"Be careful, Itadori. Its cursed energy reaction is very strong. This is definitely the strongest enemy we've met so far. We have to face this with everything we've got."
Meanwhile, Fushiguro Megumi retreated slightly behind Itadori, pressing his palms together in a hand seal. This was a combat strategy they had formulated during their previous training.
With the incredibly resilient Itadori Yuji acting as the frontline "tank," the probability of Fushiguro successfully summoning Mahoraga would greatly increase.
With their biggest weakness covered, what was there to fear from a strong enemy?
As long as the opponent wasn't the type like Gojo-sensei or Emiya-sensei who could end them instantly, the scales of victory would eventually tilt in their direction.
Faced with the sudden appearance of Jogo, Itadori and Fushiguro were on high alert, but in Jogo's eyes, this was still an act of extreme disrespect. It felt like a heavyweight boxer covered in muscle seeing two small children striking a boxing pose at him.
He certainly wouldn't interpret this as them "respecting" him.
It's too much! This is simply too much!
How could someone as arrogant as Jogo treat two first-year high schoolers as equals?
"You two... don't tell me you think...
That you... can actually resist ME!!!"
The moment Jogo finished speaking, he smashed the ground beneath him, closing the distance to Itadori Yuji in an instant. He slammed his palm against the Charge Blade that Itadori had barely managed to raise as a shield.
BOOM!
Erupting flames, like the exhaust of a launching rocket, provided a terrifying impact that slammed Itadori Yuji—along with his multi-ton shield—directly into the wall.
"Itadori!"
Seeing this, Fushiguro instinctively looked toward where his companion had been sent flying, but immediately forced himself to focus back on Jogo. Following the rules of his [Cursed Technique], he called forth his Shikigami—
"Come forth, [Max Elephant]!"
"Attack the surroundings with everything you've got!"
Standing before Fushiguro, [Max Elephant] reared its head to gather strength, then exhaled a massive torrent of water. Reacting with the molten lava covering the floor, it quickly filled the underground space with a dense shroud of steam.
Jogo wasn't afraid of mere water, but his natural instincts made him leap up, pressing against the ceiling. Using the counter-force of the shattered bricks, he charged straight at Fushiguro's position.
Always on guard, Fushiguro immediately reached into his shadow space to pull out a blade, swinging it to meet the incoming enemy.
CLANG!
Tragically, the blade was caught precisely in Jogo's hand, with only a few drops of blood dripping from the gaps between his fingers. This was only because he hadn't expected the weapon to be several times sharper than he imagined.
Fushiguro had no time for shock, as Jogo's palm was already pressed against his chest.
"Now do you understand?"
"Just how massive... the gap between our strengths really is..."
BOOM!!!!
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