Chapter 123: [Heavenly Restriction Tyrant], Fushiguro Toji
The name Zen'in Toji, lacking much notoriety, was easily overlooked. The only thing that made it noteworthy was the prefix surname, Zen'in.
But if the Zen'in surname were replaced with Fushiguro, the name Fushiguro Toji would likely not be forgotten even by the absent-minded Itadori.
However, Itadori only remembered the name as Fushiguro Megumi's father, while Emiya had heard the name from Gojo Satoru—
The Cursed Tool user known as the 'Sorcerer Killer,' the first possessor of a reversed Heavenly Restriction in the Zen'in family, the [Heavenly Restriction Tyrant]—Fushiguro Toji.
According to Gojo Satoru's description at the time, Fushiguro Toji's physical ability was at least ten times that of Zen'in Maki. His close-quarters combat awareness was extremely exaggerated, and his full-burst speed was difficult for even the [Six Eyes] to catch.
The only time Gojo Satoru was ever pushed to the brink of death was because of him, and he only learned [Reverse Cursed Technique] under the pressure of that situation.
His chest was pierced, and half his head was split open.
If Fushiguro Toji hadn't mistakenly thought he was already dead and didn't continue mutilating the body, Gojo Satoru probably wouldn't have had the chance to learn [Reverse Cursed Technique] and counter-kill him.
Although Gojo Satoru's failure at the time was mainly due to the Special Grade Cursed Tool, the Inverted Spear of Heaven, forcibly nullifying his active [Limitless], a weapon is also part of a Sorcerer's strength; defeat is defeat.
The strongest person second only to himself—this was Gojo Satoru's evaluation of Fushiguro Toji when equipped with a suitable Cursed Tool, after Emiya asked him.
Of course, Gojo Satoru's abstract evaluation couldn't fully determine the opponent's strength, but the worst-case scenario was that the opponent was even stronger than the Special Grade Curse Spirits representing the volcano and the forest. In that case, Emiya would have no time to look after anyone else.
"Oh?
Does Emiya-sensei mean that the Sorcerer who was séanced is very strong..."
Hardly had Itadori Yuji finished his sentence when a black shadow suddenly arrived behind him.
"...Watch out!"
Emiya, who had been on high alert, immediately slashed his blade at the incoming enemy, and the figure's reaction was equally swift.
Bang!
Emiya only vaguely saw the opponent's fist precisely striking the side of the blade. The other hand slapped Itadori Yuji's wrist at extreme speed, easily snatching the weapon from his grip.
"Huh?!"
Itadori Yuji was still confused by the sudden pain and the disappearance of his weapon, while Emiya stared grimly at the half-snapped blade in his own hand.
"To break the sword... directly, with just a punch?"
It was only now, witnessing it firsthand, that Emiya finally had a relatively clear assessment of Fushiguro Toji's physical strength.
Even when comparing it to the power of Servants, he was definitely the type specialized in close-quarters combat, possessing terrifying destructive power even without a weapon.
"What are you standing around for? Go! Go find Fushiguro and the others!"
Emiya projected a new blade and held it in his hand, never taking his eyes off the figure that had returned to the vicinity of the Sorceress, even as he yelled at Itadori Yuji.
"Yes!"
Fortunately, Itadori Yuji wasn't so foolish as to remain still. Realizing he was completely useless, he turned and ran without hesitation.
"You have to be careful, Emiya-sensei!"
Itadori Yuji's running speed was visibly fast, but it was still a step behind the unpredictable speed of Toji.
"What should we do, Onii-chan? The two of them split up?
Should we chase that one, or stay here and kill this one together?"
It seemed that Kechizu, one of the two brothers, still maintained an untainted sense of beauty.
"Neither, my foolish little brother. Did you forget that our mission is to retrieve the fingers?
I can feel it; that man is very strong... If we stay here, we might become the target of the attack as well. Let's go."
With the intervention of a third party, the previously enraged Eso, who had gone berserk after his back was seen, calmed down instead. He immediately took his brother and quickly left the battlefield without hesitation.
However, the direction they left was still the direction Itadori ran, which was also the location from which the scent of the finger was emanating.
If nothing unexpected happens, the final scene over there will probably be Itadori and the other two fighting the two brothers. Emiya didn't need to worry too much about that location.
The remaining issues could wait until he dealt with the man in front of him...
"Stop fooling around, dear grandson. Hurry and kill these Sorcerers.
The maintenance time for the [Seance Technique] is limited. It will end when your Cursed Energy is depleted. Start moving!"
Watching Itadori Yuji's figure quickly disappear from her sight, the Sorceress began to get anxious.
The precious Seance material had already been used, so she must achieve the greatest possible results.
"Kill Sorcerers?
Hey, are you ordering me, old woman?"
"Wh... what?!"
Hearing this frightening tone and the strange look her grandson was giving her, the Sorceress instinctively took several steps back, her tightly clasped hands on the prayer beads trembling constantly.
She knew better than anyone that the person speaking to her now was no longer her dear grandson from moments ago.
"What's going on? I only séanced the [Body Information] just now."
To prevent a struggle between two souls for the incarnated body, she never séanced the [Soul Information]. She only targeted the 'body' for the Seance.
After all, even the Cursed Technique is information inscribed in the body. She only needed to use that power, and she never cared about or would ever talk to the deceased soul. This was her principle, and the reason she had never encountered an accident.
But what was this situation in front of her?!
"Seance...?
I don't quite understand, but my body is special.
It must be that guy's soul that lost to my body, right?"
Mahito once said that the soul exists, and the body and everything external are merely the excrement and accessory of the soul.
The [Seance Technique] undoubtedly acknowledged the reality of the soul, yet the reality was that Fushiguro Toji's 'body' also possessed normal cognitive ability.
"The soul lost to the body... that's absolutely impossible!!!"
Even though the event was right in front of her, the Sorceress still refused to believe it, even as her body trembled slightly.
This was practically challenging her entire worldview!
It would be like someone telling you, who has established a scientific worldview, that an action figure with no internal support or mechanism can suddenly gain intelligence and move on its own. Any person would first wonder if they were dreaming, right?
Unfortunately, Fushiguro Toji, who had seized control of the body, clearly had no interest in discussing such profound Cursed Technique issues with her.
"You just said to kill all the Sorcerers, didn't you...
If you're talking about a Sorcerer, isn't there one right here?"
In the midst of his words, Fushiguro Toji instantly teleported in front of the Sorceress, revealing a smile, and swung the massive blade he had just snatched in the blink of an eye.
Splat!
In just a fraction of a second, the Curse User who had been standing there dissolved into a bloody mess and vanished without a trace, leaving only a few prayer beads rolling on the ground.
"This weapon is surprisingly easy to use~"
Fushiguro Toji first examined the bloodstained weapon in his hand with satisfaction, then turned his head to look at Emiya, who had been watching the scene with cold eyes.
He rotated his neck, causing his joints, which hadn't been moved in a long time, to make an exceptionally crisp cracking sound.
"Now it's your turn, Sorcerer.
You can satisfy me, right?"
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