Chapter 67 (Patreon)

Boom!

A streak of crimson flame tore through the air.

Geto Suguru was blown backward by the sheer force of it, his body cutting through the sky like a broken arrow.

The next instant—

Ragnar Kagenou appeared above him.

The Blade of Immortality came crashing down.

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A Cursed Spirit manifested in front of Geto out of nowhere.

He intended to use it as a shield against Ragnar’s strike.

Naive.

A flash of fire crossed Geto’s vision.

Ragnar vanished from above and appeared beneath him in the same breath, landing lightly on the air as if gravity had forgotten him.

Golden light bloomed along the Blade of Immortality.

Its tip aimed directly at Geto, who was still suspended in midair.

“Burn the Heavens, Curse My Body.”

A golden divine spear erupted forward.

Just before it could pierce Geto’s body, a barrier of golden lightning formed around him and blocked the attack.

Half a second later—

Geto broke through the clouds.

The lightning barrier in front of him shattered piece by piece.

“Damn it…”

Geto looked down at the clouds below as the surrounding air gradually turned cold.

“This is getting bad.”

In an instant, lightning twisted around him.

Geto moved, narrowly dodging the Blade of Immortality.

But the blade that had just flown past him turned its tip around in midair and attacked him again.

Geto’s eyes narrowed.

“What—?”

“Maximum Technique: Uzumaki.”

The damaged Uzumaki, though greatly weakened in Cursed Energy, still fired a condensed blast directly at the Blade of Immortality.

Hum!

The Blade of Immortality seemed to sense something.

It instantly dropped downward.

The attack stopped.

Geto paused for a moment.

Then he felt a surge of Cursed Energy rapidly approaching from below.

“This Cursed Energy…”

His expression darkened.

“Ragnar.”

As he spoke—

Ragnar Kagenou broke through the clouds, standing atop the golden ship, Vimana.

His coat fluttered violently in the high-altitude wind.

His gaze remained calm.

“The fight isn’t over yet.”

Then Ragnar stomped his foot.

Vimana shook beneath him.

His figure shot forward.

Boom!

Flames erupted inside the clouds.

Golden lightning spread after them like cracks across the sky.

A moment later—

Massive thunderclouds gathered above Jujutsu High.

Low thunder rolled through the air.

Crimson flames spread across the black clouds, and a figure wrapped in lightning fell from between the layers of thunder.

“Cough… cough…”

Geto Suguru, his entire body burning, dropped helplessly through the sky.

A blazing fireball tore through the dark clouds and blasted toward him.

Boom!

Within the endless flames, golden lightning flashed in Geto’s eyes.

In an instant, lightning wove itself into a barrier, resisting the erosion of the flames.

Geto clenched his teeth.

“Even incomplete… Susanoo still gives me a chance.”

Using the damaged Uzumaki, Geto had extracted the Cursed Technique of the Special Grade Cursed Spirit, Susanoo.

Although he could only unleash one overwhelmingly powerful attack, that alone was enough.

The price was simple.

The complete disappearance of the Special Grade Cursed Spirit, Susanoo.

“Hm?”

Ragnar felt Geto’s Cursed Energy suddenly swell.

It became vast.

Heavy.

Almost divine.

Geto raised his head from within the lightning.

“I am the lightning that illuminates the world.”

Golden arcs crawled across his body.

“The thunder that resounds across it.”

The clouds shook.

“Under my radiance…”

Geto’s eyes sharpened.

“You still think victory belongs to you?”

Endless golden lightning coiled around his body.

Ragnar looked at him quietly.

“He sacrificed a Special Grade Cursed Spirit just to attack me.”

His expression remained unchanged, but his eyes carried a trace of interest.

“Refusing to fall until the very end, huh?”

A faint smile appeared.

“Not bad.”

The next instant, Ragnar’s vision was filled with electricity.

Geto closed the distance in a flash, slashing at him with a blade of lightning.

“Burn the Heavens, Curse My Body.”

Ragnar did not hesitate.

He released his Noble Phantasm again.

Crimson flames erupted from the shaft of the Blade of Immortality.

In an instant, Geto’s entire field of vision was swallowed by boundless fire.

Thunder and flame collided in midair.

A streak of golden lightning pierced through the endless blaze.

Swish!

Geto, wrapped in lightning, slashed down from the clouds like a falling thunderbolt.

The strike landed.

Ragnar was pushed back.

Then he glanced down at the mark left on his golden armor.

Only a shallow wound.

Ragnar exhaled lightly.

“That really is cheating.”

Geto’s strike had landed cleanly.

However, due to the nature of Ragnar’s golden armor, only one-tenth of the attack’s power had actually reached him.

“Then—”

Before Ragnar could finish, Geto cut him off.

“I knew you were a troublesome opponent.”

His voice was low, roughened by exhaustion.

“But I didn’t expect even three Special Grade Cursed Spirits wouldn’t be enough to put you down.”

Geto’s fingers moved.

His right hand held the back of his left hand, his fingers gripping his left palm as he motioned toward it three times.

His Cursed Energy sank into the air.

The atmosphere changed.

“But I haven’t lost yet.”

Ragnar’s eyes narrowed slightly.

Geto smiled.

“Domain Expansion.”

The world folded inward.

“Womb Profusion.”

In an instant, Ragnar was swallowed by Geto Suguru’s Domain.

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“So this is your Domain Expansion…”

Inside the cyan-colored domain, countless Cursed Spirit statues stood in every direction.

Their expressions were twisted.

Their bodies were still.

Yet the air around them pulsed like a living womb.

Geto stood before Ragnar, blood still dripping from the corner of his mouth.

“I was saving this for Gojo Satoru.”

He gave a thin smile.

“But you forced my hand.”

Thump-thump.

A heartbeat echoed inside the domain.

Then another.

Thump-thump.

Geto raised his hand.

“In three seconds, five hundred Cursed Spirits inside Womb Profusion will attack you without end.”

His eyes darkened.

“Until they devour you down to the last piece of flesh.”

Above Womb Profusion, dense placenta-like masses began to appear.

Embedded within them were hideous Cursed Spirits, curled and twitching like unborn monsters.

Five hundred Cursed Spirits turned into black mist and swept toward Ragnar.

Ragnar looked up at them.

Then he looked back at Geto.

“Only five hundred?”

His tone was calm.

“That’s a little plain, Geto.”

Geto smiled eerily.

“Don’t underestimate them just because there are only five hundred.”

The black mist twisted.

Faces emerged from within it.

“Their name is Oni.”

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Every attack from the Oni was a guaranteed hit.

The damage of each strike was not overwhelming, but their frequency was absurd.

Blow after blow landed without pause.

Geto used that opening to activate Reverse Cursed Technique and heal his injuries.

Ragnar stood at the center of the storm.

Golden ripples appeared behind him.

One after another, they spread across the cyan domain, instantly dyeing it in gold.

Hundreds of golden portals aimed directly at the five hundred Cursed Spirits inside the Domain.

“A Domain is troublesome.”

Ragnar reached into the Gate of Babylon.

“But I’ve broken more than a few from the inside.”

Geto’s expression changed the moment Ragnar pulled out a vibrant, spiral ritual spear.

“That is…”

The instant he saw it, Geto felt it.

That spear was wrong.

No—

It was not wrong.

It was perfectly designed to deny him.

Everything about it seemed to counter Cursed Spirit Manipulation.

Against that spear, his technique had no room to resist.

Pitch-black water surged into Geto’s Domain.

The moment it touched him, Geto felt his Cursed Energy being sealed away.

His eyes widened.

“What the hell is this…?”

Ragnar held the spiral spear in one hand.

His voice echoed across the vast domain.

“A small boat drifts across the reed plains.”

The black water continued to spread.

“This is my umbilical cord.”

The five hundred Oni screamed.

“The divine spear of the underworld.”

Ragnar raised the spear.

“Now is the time to churn.”

The blue-black halo at the tip of the spear shone with the same color as the black water.

“Ame-no-Sakahoko.”

Churn.

Churn.

Churn.

The spear entered the black water.

In that instant, the five hundred Cursed Spirits were dragged backward through entropy reversal and returned to the underworld.

Their screams vanished as if they had never existed.

The black sphere of the Domain that had fallen over reality began to crack.

Geto Suguru stared at the collapsing Womb Profusion.

For the first time, his smile disappeared completely.

Ragnar stood in the center of the broken Domain, golden ripples glowing behind him.

His voice was quiet.

“Your idea wasn’t bad.”

The Domain shattered.

“But you chose the wrong opponent.”

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Noble Phantasm: Burn the Heavens, Curse My Body

Rank: A+

Type: Anti-Country Noble Phantasm

Description:

A Noble Phantasm that infuses Cursed Energy into the Blade of Immortality and projects it as a divine spear.

It further expands the effective range of the Blade of Immortality, which already possesses Anti-Army and Anti-Country properties, giving it a vast destructive area.

Its power increases dramatically upon release, reaching a level comparable to a nuclear weapon.

When activated, it releases a destructive radiance similar to an avalanche of light. If used at full power, it can cause large-scale devastation.