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This human... he's even stronger than the three of us combined. His total amount of Cursed Energy is also terrifyingly immense. It's already reached a level second only to Sukuna.

As for that shikigami, it must be his Cursed Technique. Although it's equally powerful, if we focus entirely on escaping, he shouldn't be able to keep us here.

Hanami quickly exchanged a glance with Dagon, and they both chose to turn and sprint into the distance.

Feeling the constant stream of life energy from within, Yuta curled his lips into a smile.

With a mere thought, countless branches emitting powder suddenly erupted around Hanami and the others, tightly coiling around them.

Caught off guard, Hanami was ensnared on the spot, their tone filled with unprecedented shock. "Why are you able to use my Cursed Technique? I understand now, your Cursed Technique is..."

"That's right, my Cursed Technique is Copy. I can acquire others' Cursed Techniques by consuming a part of their body."

Before Hanami could guess it, Yuta blurted out the answer first, successfully establishing a Binding Vow of Technique Reveal, further enhancing his strength.

Yuta's gaze swept over the three of them, a flash of solemnity appearing in his eyes.

No wonder Gojo-sensei had to urgently recall me from abroad. So, even he didn't have 100% confidence in victory.

His gaze then fell upon the battlefield several kilometers away, where flames filled the sky, buildings were still constantly collapsing, and smoke and dust were rising everywhere.

I can still sense an incredibly evil aura from over there, as well as another existence whose strength is not inferior to mine. It seems this battlefield will be a meat grinder.

Dagon, Choso, and Hanami were all formidable, and in just one second, they had already broken free from the wooden bindings. But in a duel between experts, sometimes only one second is needed to decide the outcome.

Yuta gripped his sword hilt tightly, his center of gravity almost pressing down to the ground. His breath became long and rhythmic and the ocean-like Cursed Energy within him circulated continuously.

Then he twisted his wrist, changing his grip on the hilt from a standard grip to a reverse grip.

The enemy has three people and even with Rika, there are only two of us. Moreover, I'm not certain I can insta-kill any of them individually.

Injuring all of them is not as good as killing one of them.

That Special Grade Cursed Spirit who uses wood has relatively strong defense. It would be troublesome if I chose it as my target.

That human with an aura similar to a Cursed Spirit is too weak. It would be a waste to use the opportunity for a surprise attack on him.

Then, only one candidate remains.

As his breath hitched, Yuta's body rushed out, leaving behind trails of afterimages in the air. With lightning speed, he swung his blade, slashing towards Dagon's head.

At the very instant Yuta attacked, Dagon reacted, the muscles in his abdomen beginning to squirm as he prepared to launch a counterattack.

But suddenly, a black vortex appeared behind him, and Rika, with her maw wide open, lunged out from within, her sharp claws plunging into his body.

At the same time, those wooden branches appeared once again, coiling around the instant Dagon was ambushed by Rika, restricting his movements.

In those brief tenths of a second of delay, Yuta arrived, his blade slashing rapidly from top to bottom.

Dagon's body stiffened and the flow of Cursed Energy within him stalled at that moment. A fine line of blood began to appear down the center of his body, and purple blood flowed out from it.

As a breeze blew by, the blood line down the center of Dagon's body widened further. His body was sliced vertically into two halves, and it began to dissolve into black smoke.

"Dagon!!!"

Even the usually composed Hanami couldn't control their emotions, letting out a shrill roar.

Having killed Dagon, Yuta's face was slightly pale, but he didn't stop his momentum. Instead, he tightened his grip on the sword hilt and spun his entire body at high speed.

Choso, who was fleeing to the side, felt the impending crisis of death and hurriedly turned his head back. He was just about to activate Blood Manipulation to defend himself, but it was already too late.

Splurt!

The blade, reinforced with vast amounts of Cursed Energy, sliced through his neck as easily as a hot knife through butter.

As his head fell, Choso's headless corpse stood in place, blood gushing upwards from his neck like a fountain.

Having rushed over upon hearing the noise, Eso, who had been watching from a distance, saw this scene. His originally black pupils turned blood-red, and he lost his sanity in an instant.

"Nii-san! You animal! You actually killed my nii-san! I'm going to kill you!"

Yuta felt the sound of something breaking through the air behind him and hurriedly leaped up, dodging the countless streaks of blood piercing towards him. He turned his head to look and immediately understood.

Another human with the aura of a Cursed Spirit. It seems to be a product of modification, or perhaps the Special Grade Cursed Object, the Cursed Womb: Death Paintings, has hatched?

"Rika!"

At Yuta's call, a black vortex emerged behind Eso. Rika appeared once again, and her sharp claws swatted the caught-off-guard Eso into minced meat.

"Phew... To think one of them still managed to escape. Without using my Domain and consuming too much Cursed Energy, this is the limit of what I can do."

Yuta sheathed his sword into the scabbard on his back, twisted his ring, and Rika turned into a wisp of smoke and vanished into the black vortex.

"Next, it's time to go meet the legendary King of Curses, and that existence I've yet to encounter."