Chapter 175 (Patreon)

Yoshinobu Gakuganji stood at the summit of Tokyo Skytree, gazing down at the city beneath him.

“Project World-Purging Judgment… Humanity must be filtered until only those born with the potential to become jujutsu sorcerers remain. Non-sorcerers are nothing more than unevolved monkeys.”

The two surviving members of Jujutsu Headquarters stood behind him.

“How is the operation proceeding?” Gakuganji asked.

“The extermination of the non-sorcerers is still underway. At the present rate, the remaining targets should be eliminated within thirty minutes.”

This massacre had been built upon the lives of countless sorcerers.

Contaminated by Sukuna’s Cursed Energy, they had become indistinguishable from religious fanatics. With no concern for their own survival, they recklessly poured their Cursed Energy into slaughtering every soldier before them.

Once their Cursed Energy ran dry, they seized whatever weapons they could find—firearms, blades, even stones.

Anything capable of killing became a weapon in their hands.

And the slaughter continued.

“Please… don’t kill me. I still have—”

The soldier never finished.

A sorcerer corrupted by Sukuna’s Cursed Energy showed no hesitation. One swing of his blade sent the man’s head tumbling across the blood-soaked pavement.

Back atop Tokyo Skytree, one of the higher-ups approached Gakuganji.

“Gakuganji, the Cursed Energy generated by the massacre has reached the required threshold. We can begin the next phase.”

Through the partial authority granted to him by Sukuna, Gakuganji poured the victims’ fear of death and the sorcerers’ twisted doctrine of supremacy into the tower beneath his feet.

Bzzzt—

Tokyo Skytree began its transformation.

The steel framework warped and cracked, becoming a Heaven-Piercing Cursed Energy Tower.

A deathly presence spread through the surrounding district. The tower’s metal structure twisted into countless pale-white bones, their surfaces stained with blood that refused to dry.

Agonized wails echoed from somewhere deep within the tower.

Black, human-shaped Vengeful Spirits wandered through its hollow interior, clawing at the bones as though searching for a way out.

“Commence the final phase,” Gakuganji ordered. “This land has no need for the useless or the weak.”

The tip of the tower began gathering a dense mass of Cursed Energy imbued with Pride.

A moment later, the accumulated power erupted.

The pulse swept across the entirety of District 11 in an instant.

Anyone touched by it suffered the same distortion of thought.

Everyone except me is inferior.

That single belief took root in their minds, magnifying arrogance, contempt, and hatred. The remaining foundations of society began to splinter as every individual came to regard all others as lesser beings.

【Tokyo—Pride】

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Paris.

A blade of blinding light tore through the overcast sky.

Pink tentacles emerged from the rupture, forcing the spatial fissure wider before winding themselves around the Eiffel Tower.

From beyond the rift, the Crown of Lust descended.

A rose-colored haze spread across Paris, swallowing the entire city beneath its unnatural radiance.

“What… is that?”

Oscar Wilde stared up at the fractured sky, unable to move.

Countless pink tentacles descended upon him.

They wound around his arms and legs, immobilizing his body before one forced its way through his mouth. His body convulsed as the tentacle pierced and destroyed his internal organs.

The technique behind the tentacles was Idle Transfiguration.

After devouring Kenjaku, Sukuna had seized the techniques engraved within him. He then used Idle Transfiguration to reshape human souls and flesh, creating these grotesque appendages.

The tentacles crawled up the Eiffel Tower’s central structure before spreading down every beam and support.

Once the entire tower had been consumed, a wave of pink mist erupted from it and swept across Paris.

Thump!

The tentacles fused within the tower’s center.

Oscar Wilde’s corpse was dragged into the writhing mass of flesh, becoming the core of an enormous pink heart.

Black roses blossomed across its surface.

The contrast was both beautiful and profoundly disturbing.

Thump!

The enormous heart beat only once every thirty minutes.

With every beat, it released a cloud of Lust Spores—the same pink mist now drifting through every street in Paris.

Within a few short hours, the spores had saturated the entire region.

Using the Eiffel Tower as its center, a massive barrier expanded across the whole of France.

【Garden of Decadence】

Anyone who inhaled the Lust Spores was consumed by uncontrollable desire. They would pursue the nearest living being without reason or restraint, continuing until their bodies collapsed from exhaustion and disintegrated into particles of Cursed Energy.

Paris, once celebrated as one of the most prosperous cities in the world, had fallen completely.

【Paris—Lust】

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New York.

Pitch-black Cursed Energy began seeping from the torch of the Statue of Liberty.

It poured down like corrupted mud, spreading across the statue and defiling every inch of its surface.

The second Crown had descended upon American soil.

This was the Crown of Gluttony.

With the Statue of Liberty as its origin, the corruption spread throughout New York. The thriving metropolis was gradually reshaped into a paradise for Cursed Spirits, a sanctuary overflowing with Cursed Energy—and a living hell for ordinary humans.

The barrier surrounding New York had even been overlaid with Sukuna’s Domain.

【Malevolent Shrine】

Crack.

The torch of the Statue of Liberty split apart.

Its interior transformed into an endless maw of gluttony, from which a torrent of malignant Cursed Energy poured out and infected the land.

“Look at the torch! Something black is coming out of it!”

“That looks incredible!”

“Dear God… That has to be the Devil’s curse.”

The people gathered beneath the statue cried out one after another, initially mistaking the calamity unfolding before them for some miraculous phenomenon.

“Everyone, look at this! We’re witnessing history!”

A YouTube streamer stood among the crowd, broadcasting the black sludge spilling from the torch in real time.

At that same moment, the vast streams of financial data coursing through Wall Street were distorted by the curse.

The data acquired physical form, giving birth to a new entity.

【Capital Cursed Spirit】

The creature began devouring the financial records of Wall Street, gnawing away at the Dow Jones Industrial Average and dragging it ever closer to zero.

The Cursed Energy of Gluttony swept across North America.

Before long, even South America was consumed by the same frenzy.

Products displayed in supermarkets throughout the Americas transformed on their own. Fruit, vegetables, canned goods, and packaged food became bloody chunks of human flesh.

No one could resist their hunger.

The Curse of Gluttony descended upon every region of the Americas except the area surrounding San Francisco.

“Meat…”

A man clawed at his throat as saliva poured from the corners of his mouth.

“Give me meat… I’m starving… Give me meat!”

Anyone who tasted human flesh even once became incapable of resisting Gluttony’s temptation.

Boom!

The head of the Statue of Liberty suddenly exploded.

Black blood and mangled chunks of flesh rained across the surrounding island.

From the statue’s shattered neck emerged an enormous seven-headed serpent.

Each of its heads embodied a resource cursed by Gluttony.

The black head represented oil.

The yellowish-brown head represented grain.

The silver head represented semiconductors.

Every pair of serpentine eyes bore the emblem of Bitcoin, symbolizing the insatiable hunger surrounding virtual currency.

The seven heads writhed above New York, endlessly devouring the Cursed Energy produced by human greed.

【New York—Gluttony】

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Silicon Valley.

Above the technological center of Cupertino, a silver spatial fissure opened across the sky.

The third Crown descended upon American soil.

Silver-white Cursed Energy spread across the city like an enormous spiderweb, connecting buildings, communication towers, data centers, and countless electronic devices.

“My God… What are those symbols in the sky?”

“Are those… electronic circuits?”

The source of the Cursed Energy was Apple Park, the famed ring-shaped headquarters of Apple.

At the same time, an Obelisk of Oblivion slowly emerged from the earth above Steve Jobs’s grave.

A familiar phrase had been engraved backward across its surface.

【Stay Hungry. Stay Foolish.】

The Apple logo adorning the company’s buildings twisted and transformed into an enormous eye.

【Sleeping Eye】

Any living being caught within its gaze was struck by waves of anesthetic Cursed Energy.

Invisible pulses spread outward from Apple Park.

Within seconds, millions of people had fallen into a deep sleep.

Their bodies remained in the real world, but their consciousnesses were dragged into a barrier modeled after the city itself.

【Virtual Eden】

The brains of ordinary humans were connected directly to a metaverse promising limitless pleasure—a false reality created and sustained by the barrier.

Every desire could be fulfilled there.

Every regret could be erased.

No one trapped inside would ever wish to awaken.

Meanwhile, their physical bodies began to deteriorate.

Their limbs withered from disuse, and their motionless forms were gradually wrapped in layers of flesh until each victim had been transformed into a living cocoon.

While their bodies decayed, their brains were forcibly developed far beyond their natural limits.

In time, every person trapped within Virtual Eden would become a human Cursed Energy battery—one Sukuna could draw from whenever he required more power.

【Silicon Valley—Sloth】