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In the shattered, smoke-filled battlefield.
Araki Itsuki wore a look of utter recklessness, his gaze, hungry and aggressive, sweeping over everyone.
Geto Suguru felt extremely uncomfortable, subconsciously tightening his monk's robes.
"What is going on with this kid? He has no Cursed Technique, and I can't see his shikigami. If he's a Cursed Tool user, why is that scythe alive?"
And the most unsettling thing was the kid's aggressive gaze, as if he wanted to devour them, eat them clean, not even leaving bones behind.
Seeing them was like a parched vagrant suddenly encountering a feast.
In these thousands of years, he had seen countless strong individuals, numerous as carps crossing a river, but he had never encountered anyone so unsettling.
On the other side.
Araki Itsuki looked at the panting Jogo in the distance and encouraged him, "Hu Bao, put some more effort into it; this fire isn't hot enough."
Poof!
The Mount Fuji on Jogo's head erupted, and his fingers came together, pointing directly at Araki Itsuki.
"I'll kill you!"
A group of small Cursed Spirits, shaped like beetles with flapping wings, rushed out from the flames.
Their wings moved so fast they only left vibrating afterimages, and they instantly charged in front of Araki Itsuki.
"You're still proud to show off such a boring trick?!"
Araki Itsuki sneered, his monstrous great scythe sweeping wildly, carving a crescent moon in the air, precisely cutting all the Fire Gravel Insects in half and dropping them to the ground.
But at that moment, Jogo suddenly raised his finger, directly controlling all the insects to explode.
Bang!
An earth-shattering explosion echoed, pillars of intense flames shot into the sky, and waves of high-temperature air spread in all directions.
Araki Itsuki's figure leaped out of the pillar of fire, jumping towards the periphery.
"What? I thought they couldn't explode after being cut."
However, before he even landed.
The ground below had already begun to crack, and four or five mud-and-flame openings appeared, locking onto Araki Itsuki in the air.
Jogo smiled confidently, forming a hand seal and instantly detonating all the flame openings.
Five scorching, terrifying pillars of fire erupted simultaneously, rushing towards Araki Itsuki in the air from all directions with terrifying high temperatures, like charging bulls.
Bang bang bang!
Centered on Araki Itsuki, the gushing pillars of fire collided violently around him, then sprayed downwards randomly.
For a moment, it was as if a rain of fire was falling!
And Araki Itsuki was right in the center of this downpour, enduring all the damage.
"It's not over yet!"
Jogo shouted, his figure vanishing instantly, then reappearing above Araki Itsuki's head.
His hands crossed, gathering power, and he slammed them down fiercely.
At this point, Araki Itsuki was completely engulfed by the concentrated, exploding sea of fire, and the pillars of fire from all directions seemed like chains, locking him firmly in place.
Jogo's heavy blow directly smashed him back to the ground.
Bang!
A ball of flame, carrying immense kinetic energy, crashed to the ground, and the once-hard surface was now incredibly fragile, cracking into a terrifying spiderweb pattern.
Jogo landed, dispelled the flames in his hands, and said with an icy gaze, "Is that all you've got?"
"Only after actually fighting did I realize that you're just a self-important fool. The human world nowadays is truly in chaos, not living in the real world at all."
"Utterly disgraceful, sickening."
After saying that, Jogo turned and walked away, not even looking at the crater on the ground.
Just then.
"Hahahaha."
Araki Itsuki stood up unharmed, clutching his abdomen and laughing heartily:
"Hu Bao is truly too cute. I particularly like your habit of celebrating halfway through; it has a delightful sense of ignorant arrogance."
Jogo turned around in disbelief: "What's going on?"
Whether it was the flames engulfing him or my close-range heavy blow, the sensation couldn't be wrong; I definitely hit him.
Araki Itsuki stroked his chin, then explained after some thought:
"How should I put this, Jogo, you did hit me, but your flames are truly too gentle, as powerless as a candle in the wind."
"It's like someone drinking a cup of warm soy milk in the morning; it only warms the stomach a bit. How could it possibly cause burns?"
After hearing this, Jogo's eyes became densely bloodshot.
Both his ears and the Mount Fuji on his head simultaneously erupted with flames that shot into the sky, directly dyeing everything around them fiery red.
The temperature was rapidly rising, and the distant leaves involuntarily shriveled, closing their stomata to reduce water evaporation.
"Cute?!"
"Gentle?!"
"Powerless?!"
Jogo had never imagined that such low-level words would be used to describe his flames.
It was an utter humiliation!
Jogo's face contorted as he screamed madly at Araki Itsuki, "How dare you look down on me!"
"I'll tear off that arrogant face of yours, stomp on it, and then burn your bones to ashes with my flames!"
No sooner had he spoken than he fiercely brought his hands together.
Bang!
Countless flames, converted from Cursed Energy, spewed out from his palms, vying to cover and crush Araki Itsuki, determined to completely engulf him.
However, Araki Itsuki's figure flickered, and he appeared beside him at some unknown moment.
The monstrous great scythe in his hand lightly pierced and hooked, its elegant and sharp blade cutting off one of Jogo's arms with almost no resistance.
"When?!"
Jogo only reacted when his arm broke, quickly leaping back to create distance, then activating Cursed Energy. White granulation tissue quickly wriggled at the severed arm, and a new arm soon grew out.
"Why didn't I sense the appearance of Cursed Energy?"
"Because I shut down all Cursed Energy conversion."
Araki Itsuki originally had no Cursed Energy; he merely simulated similar fluctuations to disguise himself as an ordinary person.
He didn't chase Jogo, but instead plunged Layast into Jogo's severed arm that had fallen to the ground.
A ball of bloody light appeared, and the entire blood-stained severed arm dissolved before everyone's eyes, completely devoured by the monstrous great scythe.
Araki Itsuki lifted the monstrous great scythe, his smile even brighter and healthier, and praised Jogo:
"Layast says your flesh tastes good and wants a few more bites."
"You don't mind, do you?"
Looking at the bright smile on Araki Itsuki's face, even under the scorching sun, Jogo felt a chill for the first time in his Cursed Spirit life.
At this moment, he reached the same conclusion as Fushiguro Megumi.
This boy is a monster!
Hanami, standing by, could no longer endure it. She suddenly extended her arms towards Araki Itsuki, grasping at the empty air.
"Let's go together!"
Crack.
From underground came the raucous sound of plants growing wildly. Their unrestrained growth broke through their restraints, violently tearing open the ground and exposing themselves.
Countless tough, twisted roots appeared, dense and layered, climbing and spreading over each other. Driven by Hanami's Cursed Energy, they attacked in the direction of Araki Itsuki like venomous snakes.
Bang!
Countless iron-tough roots pierced the ground beneath Araki Itsuki's feet like spears, riddling the earth with holes, sending dust flying.
But he had already leaped up, evading the attack.
The iron-tough roots almost grazed his handsome, sinisterly smiling face, whistling like mad pythons, riddling the ground below with holes.
However, Araki Itsuki kept his hands in his pockets, quickly changing positions, dodging Hanami's attacks.
"Let's go together!"
Seeing Araki Itsuki so relaxed, Hanami let out another strange sound, urging Jogo.
Jogo's single eye narrowed slightly, and his figure flashed, appearing above Araki Itsuki.
Flames blazed on his arm, and he fiercely threw a punch downwards at Araki Itsuki.
A violent, scorching sea of fire was crudely and forcefully created by Jogo, causing the surrounding temperature to rise rapidly.
The surrounding sky and earth were reflected in fiery red, like reddish clouds at dusk.
This unleashed sea of fire roared as it rushed towards the ground, firmly locking onto Araki Itsuki directly below, crashing down upon him!
At the same time.
Hanami's strange voice screamed wildly, her body strangely bent, as if to embrace the sky, then her thick, outstretched arms slammed together.
The Cursed Energy within her body surged out recklessly, rapidly deploying her Cursed Technique around Araki Itsuki.
Crack, crack, crack.
The ground around Araki Itsuki cracked and collapsed, and countless thick, tough trees grew wildly, quickly spreading over Araki Itsuki's head, then obscuring the sky and crashing down like a tide.
For a moment.
Araki Itsuki was surrounded by spreading, devouring tree pythons, and above his head was a roaring sea of fire.
Thump, thump, thump!
Earth-shattering explosions echoed incessantly, and huge waves of air vibrated in ripples.
The distant forest groaned, trees swayed violently, and countless falling leaves appeared, swirling upwards into the sky.
The scorching sea of fire and the tough tree pythons surged towards Araki Itsuki's position with crude violence.
Chewing and crushing everything within, leaving not a single trace.
The violent flames spewed for a full two minutes before gradually subsiding, and the rising high temperature rapidly dissipated, expanding to other areas.
The ground where Araki Itsuki had originally been was completely scorched black.
Countless charred remnants of roots and broken wood piled on the ground, thick tree trunks with half-severed roots hung limply in mid-air, with a few leaping flames still clinging to them.
Amidst the crackling of burning wood, Jogo lowered his tired hand seals, panting heavily to recover his strength.
Suddenly, he grinned: "That arrogant brat, death is his only end!"
Hanami: "&¥#€!"
Jogo immediately protested: "Hey, hey, hey, that kid is definitely dead. This doesn't count as celebrating halfway through!"
However, no sooner had he spoken than everyone felt a chill throughout their bodies.
Centered on that burning pile of charred roots and broken wood, a bone-chilling coldness recklessly invaded and dominated outwards.
The raging flames that had been burning on the previously dark, upright roots around them now seemed like candles in the wind, shaking unwillingly twice before extinguishing.
Then, the charred, burnt trees were covered with a layer of ice, completely frozen.
Crack!
Accompanied by a strange sound, Araki Itsuki stepped out of the shattered, ice-sealed trees in the center, reappearing before everyone's eyes.
The monstrous great scythe in his hand had vanished, replaced by an endless sense of cold.
With just a rise and fall of his chest, deadly cold air was gently exhaled by him, freezing the dark ground beneath his feet.
He stood there in the battlefield, stark white and filled with frozen remnants.
"Foolish child, you cannot stop an avalanche!"
The cold, domineering figure of a queen appeared on Araki Itsuki's body. That was the master of the Ice Bloodline, the embodiment of death.
death omen star, Lissandra, has appeared!
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