"You deal with the ones nearby first, I'll take care of that biggest one," Fushiguro Megumi shouted as he charged toward the largest cursed spirit. He could feel that this guy carried the aura of a special-grade cursed object.
However, that biggest cursed spirit wasn't easy to handle. Fushiguro changed his hand signs and rushed forward, closing in at maximum speed.
And the cursed spirit that had eaten one of Ryomen Sukuna's fingers, although it hadn't finished transforming so quickly, was already not as easy to deal with as before.
As Fushiguro closed in, several cursed spirits leapt at him. Although some were torn by the Divine Dog, a few still interfered with Fushiguro's speed. It was at that moment the largest cursed spirit found an opening and slapped Fushiguro across the body.
"Pft!"
Fushiguro spat a mouthful of blood and slammed into the corridor wall; the wall cracked instantly. You could tell how severe the blow was.
"Damn it!", Fushiguro gritted his teeth. Blood trickled down his forehead, yet he didn't feel the pain. Right now the main thing was to exorcise this cursed spirit; if it escaped, it would be much harder to remove later.
If that cursed spirit hid and absorbed that special-grade cursed object, its power would multiply. Then it wouldn't be a small problem but a very thorny one.
"Looks like I have to use this move...", Fushiguro propped himself up with one hand and raised the other.
"Hand them over!", a loud shout came from outside the window. The glass shattered, and Itadori Yuji barreled in, kicking the cursed spirit in the head.
"Good timing!", Fushiguro didn't know why Yuji had shown up from that direction, but the opportunity had to be seized.
He formed a complicated sequence of hand signs, then slammed them together forcefully. A blade of purple, sharp cursed energy flew out and decapitated the cursed spirit that hadn't even reacted yet.
"I told you to stay downstairs and look after them!", After dealing with the curse, Fushiguro stood up and finally had time to wipe the blood from his forehead.
"Where's Arashi? I don't see him," Yuji noticed Arashi wasn't inside the cursed spirit's body; instead there was a black-purple finger.
"You mean that boy they were talking about? I didn't see him when I came up. Ordinary people can't escape a cursed spirit's pursuit. He's probably dead," Fushiguro spoke frankly. Ordinary people can't dodge a cursed spirit's chase; otherwise curses wouldn't be so dangerous.
"Dead?", Itadori froze. Although he wasn't close with Arashi, they were classmates the same year. A feeling of unease rose in him, 'Why didn't I come up earlier?'
"In any case, I'll retrieve the special-grade cursed object first. Once that's done, this place will be safe," Fushiguro knew Yuji felt bad, but there was nothing to be done. Ordinary people are fragile, and even as a jujutsu sorcerer he was vulnerable too.
BOOM!
The next moment the ceiling collapsed. A cursed spirit even larger than the previous one fell down, swallowed the Ryomen Sukuna finger, and with one palm knocked Fushiguro flying again.
This time Fushiguro nearly passed out. The second hit was even more damaging than the first.
Itadori was tossed as well, but he didn't take as much damage as Fushiguro. He scrambled up quickly and stared in amazement at the enormous monster before him.
"Get away! A curse can only be exorcised by a exorcist, you can't defeat it!", Fushiguro managed to say. He didn't want to see anyone else die.
"Now's not the time for that. If I leave you'll die, and I can't live with that," Itadori jumped up, grabbed the cursed spirit's red eye with one hand, and with all his strength threw a punch.
The cursed spirit's red eye actually exploded, blood spraying out.
Fushiguro hadn't expected Yuji could injure a cursed spirit so greatly. He reacted instantly and used the last of his cursed energy to strike the cursed spirit.
"GUAAAAHHH!"
The cursed spirit howled in pain, and the black finger in its mouth fell out at that moment.
Cursed spirits were still cursed spirits, they knew what mattered most. Just as it spat out the black finger, it lunged to snap it up.
"We absolutely cannot let it swallow the curse. If it does, we'll all die here. That curse would give it immense power to complete its transformation!", Fushiguro practically shouted.
"Immense power? In that case...", In the blink of an eye, Itadori lunged forward, and with his mouth aimed at the nearest black-purple finger he bit down, causing the cursed spirit to miss its target.
"Glurp~"
The sound of swallowing rang out as Yuji consumed the entire finger. Fushiguro's eyes widened, 'He actually—'
"Sukuna's finger, a special-grade cursed object. He'll definitely die!", Fushiguro exclaimed, unable to stop him in time. He hadn't planned for Yuji to eat the finger; he'd meant to grab it away. At that level of cursed object, eating it would immediately trigger something, "But… what if… what if—"
BOOM!!
Itadori suddenly swept a claw upward. The powerful cursed spirit exploded under that blow; chunks of flesh scattered and quickly dissipated.
The roof broke open from the strike, and moonlight poured down, illuminating Itadori's body.
"UHAHAHAHA... Hahahaha!", Itadori threw his head back and laughed. Black markings spread across his skin, and his eyes changed from two to four, the extra pair located about a centimeter below the original eyes.
"Moonlight really is best experienced in person," Itadori ripped open his shirt and spread his arms to face the moon.
'This is the worst-case 'what if', it's come true,' Fushiguro watched in disbelief, 'A special-grade cursed object has lodged inside him.'
"Ptu! The cursed spirit meat was boring. Where are the humans? Where are the women?", Ryomen Sukuna took control of Itadori's body, planting his feet on the railing and gazing at the brightly lit city below. He crooned, "This era is really something, women and children everywhere, crawling like maggots."
Sukuna grew more and more excited, his expression barely controllable, "Subarashi(Wonderful)! WUHAHAHA! I can massacre to my heart's content!"
Fushiguro kept backing away. In his current condition he couldn't possibly defeat a special-grade cursed spirit, the gap in strength was far too wide.
"Uh...", Just as Sukuna was about to continue laughing, his own hand suddenly grabbed his face, 'What is happening?'
Stepping back from the railing, Itadori's voice came from the body, "What are you doing using someone else's body? Give it back."
Sukuna didn't understand why this was happening. He had occupied the body; it should have been completely under his control.
"Why are you able to move?", Sukuna demanded.
"Because this is my body...", After saying this, Itadori fully took charge, suppressing Sukuna inside the body.
"Damn it! It's too late to leave now, I have to go up," Fushiguro gritted his teeth. Today he absolutely could not let this guy get away.
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