Chapter 121: Which Sukuna the Hell Is This, from Ultraman?! (Patreon)

"This world really makes no sense. Humans who are monsters, one after another. Even with Satoru Gojo gone, there's still a human who can kill me in an instant."

Jogo, his face full of resentment, had been thrown to the ground by Daniel. One of Daniel's feet pressed on its volcano head, and a slight bit of force would be enough to rip it off.

Yet Jogo wasn't angry at that moment. The figures of Hanami and the other special-grade curses flashed through its mind.

"For the sake of our standing as the new humans, I will never concede here!"

The small pouch holding Sukuna's fingers lay not far from its head. Its original plan had been to feed the fingers to Sukuna's vessel and awaken him.

But it was clearly too late for that now. In that case, only one choice remained.

"I'll be Sukuna's vessel myself!"

A flash of madness crossed Jogo's eyes. It opened its mouth wide, its tongue shot out and coiled around a finger of Sukuna, and it swallowed the finger in one gulp.

"Not bad. Going this far?"

Daniel watched with curiosity and didn't stop it. Sukuna's fingers weren't something you could just eat, especially if you were a curse.

Using them only to absorb Cursed Energy would be fine, but if one dared to take on an incarnation, that thing was poison to a curse.

Inside the soul space, Jogo looked at Sukuna, who sat upright atop a sea of blood and bones, and spoke.

"My body is yours."

"It won't last long, but it should be enough time for you to move to another body."

"I have only one request. Kill that man."

Sukuna propped his chin on one hand and let out a soft snort. "You're negotiating with me?"

"No. This is my final request. For the future of the curses, get rid of that man, who is as terrifying as Satoru Gojo."

Jogo said it calmly.

"Tch. I never expected a curse like you, such an oddball. Well, whatever. Consider it a warm-up for the body. You can die now."

A slash cut Jogo's soul open, and Sukuna rose from the throne of white bone.

In the outside world, Jogo's head melted away and a strange face took its place. A massive amount of Cursed Energy formed a sturdy figure, whose looks bore some resemblance to Itadori's.

Even though the forced incarnation had succeeded, the body had originally belonged to Jogo, and the newly born Sukuna still had his head under Daniel's foot.

"Sukuna? I never expected that at our first meeting you'd attack the sole of my foot with your own head. What a rude fellow."

Daniel asked the Sukuna beneath his foot in a teasing tone.

"Brat, you're asking to die." Sukuna noticed his own position too, and it made him laugh in sheer anger.

"Dismantle!"

Dense slashes crashed down on Daniel's leg. It was clear that Sukuna wanted to cut Daniel into a thousand pieces.

But once the automatic reflection took effect, every one of those slashes landed on Sukuna's own head.

Bloody wounds sprayed open with brain matter. If Sukuna hadn't been resistant to his own technique, his head would already have been chopped into mince by his own move.

Daniel couldn't help bursting into laughter at the miserable sight. "Isn't this the King of Curses? Why are you so weak? Is hurting yourself the moment you show up supposed to make me laugh?"

"You might as well change your name to the King of Comedy. At least that way I can admit you're qualified as a comedian."

"You've got a lot of nerve, brat. It's just a technique that reflects attacks, nothing more."

Ryomen Sukuna didn't dare use Reverse Cursed Technique to heal this curse's body right now. Fortunately, an injury like this wasn't fatal to a curse.

This guy's technique was a little troublesome, but as long as he performed Domain Expansion, everything would be fine.

While he talked, Sukuna's hands quietly formed a seal beneath him.

"Domain Expansion: Malevolent Shrine."

The smell of blood instantly filled the entire street. A shrine of white bone appeared out of thin air, and in the next moment countless slashes, centered on the shrine, covered every object within a hundred-meter radius.

Buildings and vehicles were cut to dust in an instant, and the surface facilities of the subway station turned to powder just as quickly.

Countless slashes naturally fell on Daniel as well, and the reflection triggered at least ten thousand times in a single moment.

But for Daniel, this slight increase in computation was nothing. Even if Sukuna kept the domain up forever, he'd be fine.

Sukuna, on the other hand, took every slash that landed on Daniel right back onto himself.

Even with resistance to his own technique, for that moment he nearly turned into diced mango.

Sensing something wrong, Sukuna didn't drop the domain right away. Dropping it would leave him in technique burnout, and with only his fists he couldn't deal with this uncanny brat.

"A reflection technique this absurd can actually withstand a domain's guaranteed hit. But even if you can do that much, your Cursed Energy consumption must be huge. A technique like this absolutely has a limit."

"Let me see how far you can go."

Since Sukuna was still being stepped on by Daniel, he instantly cut the ground beneath him to powder, leaving a hollow.

Seizing the chance, he immediately drew a bow made of flame.

"Furnace: Open!"

BOOM!!!

The dust cut loose by the domain was ignited in an instant by the furnace's heat, setting off a dust explosion. A terrifying shockwave and flames swept over the entire domain.

Mahito's clone and Dagon, who had been sitting comfortably underground, were swallowed by the blast as well.

A huge mushroom cloud, laced with firelight, rose over Shibuya.

High in the sky, Itadori was dumbstruck. Was Sukuna really this strong?

Worried about Daniel, Itadori hurriedly shouted toward the ground. "Mr. Daniel!"

But the gale kicked up by the explosion swallowed his voice before it could carry. Luckily, the effect of Daniel's technique still lingered on his body, so he knew the man had to be alive.

The wind howled past, and a green tornado swept the smoke and dust clean away.

Daniel still stood upright in the same spot. That terrifying blast hadn't even left ash on his clothes.

The one who had unleashed it, Sukuna, had instead become a charred, shriveled corpse and fell from the air onto the ground not far from Daniel.

Sukuna twitched a couple of times and forced himself upright. As he moved, the bones of his body cracked and shattered.

Only one eye remained on his face, but it glared at Daniel with deadly intent. "You can block and reflect even an attack like that? Doesn't your Cursed Energy run out?"

"Or does your technique not rely only on Cursed Energy? Can you share the cost with some additional condition?"

Looking at the especially wretched Sukuna, Daniel couldn't help speaking. "Kitty Sukuna, you're in this state and you still haven't forgotten to pry for information?"

"Heh. This is only a curse's body. If this were my own body, you'd have died long ago."

Sukuna answered calmly.

"As expected of you, still talking big at a time like this. But that's fine. I was planning to play with you at your peak anyway."

Daniel didn't take Sukuna's words to heart at all. So what if he got his body back? Could he break through the reflection like Mahoraga? Hardly.

Daniel hadn't even counterattacked just now. The automatic reflection alone had beaten Sukuna into a mummy.

"Don't rush. I'll bring over your body and the fingers you're missing right now."

Daniel used the Authority of Pride and spoke. "Transfer Sukuna's body and fingers here, and let him recover to his peak on this spot."

"What are you doing?"

Sukuna's pupil contracted. He didn't think the man before him was just spouting nonsense. Could he possess some technique related to Cursed Speech?

But even Cursed Speech shouldn't be able to do something like this.

Yet as Daniel's words fell, the Sukuna fingers inside Itadori and the fingers Satoru Gojo had hidden away all appeared on the ground not far from Sukuna.

Immediately after, a mountain of flesh over fifty meters tall appeared before Daniel. It was Sukuna's body.

The skin was dark red and withered, the severed limbs looked particularly savage, and iron rings circled the wrists.

The one-eyed head was twisted like a fiend's, two ox horns jutted from the forehead, and it had two faces, front and back, topped with a mane of white hair.

"You actually brought my body here! Hehehe, hahahaha! Brat, you'll regret this!"

Sukuna burst into laughter at once. Then his borrowed body cracked apart, and the fingers inside it and those on the ground sank into the mouth of his true body.

The whole body began to revive.

Daniel froze. Even he couldn't keep a straight face.

"What the hell kind of Sukuna is this?!"