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On the other side, Hanami's body, which had been nearly sliced in two, continued to recover thanks to the self-healing abilities of a Cursed Spirit.

As images of Choso's head being severed and Dagon being split in two on the spot flashed through their mind, Hanami's heart was filled with endless sorrow and rage.

Even though their soul and consciousness were desperate to return and take revenge on that human, Hanami's body still compelled them to keep running forward.

They had only survived because their companions had sacrificed their lives to buy them time. If they were to stop and be killed by that human, it would be a betrayal of them.

Moreover, on this battlefield, Hanami could no longer sense Mahito's presence, which meant it was highly likely that he had already been killed by the King of Curses, Sukuna.

Mahito... Dagon... We will meet again in the wilderness a hundred years from now. Wait for me. I will surely avenge you.

Hanami glanced back at Shibuya. The sky above was already in turmoil, with towering flames engulfing the dilapidated city, and the air rippling constantly as areas were sliced in two again and again.

Jogo... You must survive.

Sensing Jogo's scorching Cursed Energy, which felt like a blazing sun, Hanami felt relieved. Jogo was so powerful that he shouldn't fall in Shibuya.

The boundary of Shibuya was already in sight. Just as Hanami was about to charge out, a fist suddenly appeared before their eyes.

Even as a Special Grade Cursed Spirit, Hanami barely had time to react, only managing to raise their arms to block at the very last second.

Boom!

An unimaginably terrifying force poured incessantly from that fist. Hanami's arms, which they had raised in a hasty block, snapped upon impact, and they were sent flying backward.

Their body hurtled backward, slamming into a distant skyscraper and kicking up clouds of dust.

Looking at their arm, which had been smashed into a large hole, Hanami was filled with shock.

That presence just now was definitely not a Cursed Spirit or any other creature—it was a Jujutsu Sorcerer.

A Jujutsu Sorcerer capable of possessing such immense power must be at least Special Grade.

Among the four Special Grade Jujutsu Sorcerers, there was only one person capable of possessing such power and that was...

Hanami jerked their head up.

A hazy figure emerged from the swirling dust. It was vaguely visible that the person was tall and had long hair reaching down to her waist.

Suddenly, the figure made a punching motion, and the massive air pressure dispersed the clouds of dust.

Hanami finally saw the person's appearance clearly and realization dawned on them.

The newcomer had waist-length yellow hair, wore tight jeans, and a black short-sleeved shirt.

"Yo, I just arrived and already ran into a heavily injured Special Grade Cursed Spirit. Looks like my luck isn't half bad. Can you tell me what the situation is in Shibuya right now?"

"You are Tsukumo Yuki."

Hanami sprang to their feet, their Cursed Energy circulating continuously.

The ground beneath Yuki shattered and countless sharp wooden stakes, accompanied by poisonous petals, poured out.

Yuki dodged the attack with ease and then unleashed her own Cursed Technique, Star Rage. A creature resembling a snake, but covered in bone spurs, appeared beside her.

"How irritable. You start fighting without a word and won't even share any information. Then let's fight."

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"Flames? You mean there are flames filling the sky above Shibuya, and the Cursed Energy erupting from within is the same as the Special Grade Cursed Spirit that invaded Jujutsu High?!"

Mechamaru listened to the voice coming from the walkie-talkie. His eyes beneath the bandages turned blood-red at that moment.

"That's right. Based on what we have sensed, that Special Grade Cursed Spirit appearing above Shibuya is indeed the same Special Grade Cursed Spirit from the Jujutsu High invasion incident."

"I understand."

Mechamaru hung up the phone without hesitation. The massive Cursed Energy granted by his Heavenly Restriction began to spiral out of control, and his expression gradually descended into madness.

Images of that girl with blue hair began to flash through his mind one after another. Her every move, her every glance and smile, all kept flashing through his mind.

"I've finally found you... I've found you!"

Mechanical roaring sounds came continuously from the ground beneath his feet, and the sound of gears rotating behind him was perfectly synchronized.

"I will avenge her and kill you with my own hands!!!"

The basement where he had lived for over a decade collapsed completely at this moment, and a massive mech standing over a hundred meters tall appeared.

That incomparably huge red eye emitted a glow, and the joints behind it opened to reveal giant thrusters. With flames shooting into the sky, it flew rapidly toward Shibuya.

Sitting inside the brain of the mech, Muta Kokichi's fragile physical body felt excruciating pain, as if his whole body were falling apart, even from the slightest jolt.

But he didn't care anymore. The Muta Kokichi who used to watch the girl smile was dead, the Muta Kokichi of today had a lion hidden in his eyes—a lion ready to devour anyone at any moment.

In just a few dozen seconds, this massive mech had arrived over Shibuya. After a quick scan, its red eye locked onto the two figures battling in the sky.

"Target locked. Detected as Special Grade Cursed Spirit Jogo. Target's opponent is unknown. Based on Cursed Energy signatures and physical characteristics, identified as the King of Curses, Ryomen Sukuna."

"Fire! Channel ten years' worth of Cursed Energy! I will wipe him out completely!"