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Chapter 168

Chapter 168: Chapter 156: Snare

In an entirely white space, Luruo stared straight ahead, and after a good while, he slowly lowered his gaze to look at his hands, his mind unexpectedly tranquil.

“Luruo.”

A gentle voice echoed from behind him, causing Luruo to turn around subconsciously: “Mahito…”

Mahito looked at it with a smile and comforted, “You’ve worked so hard. That guy is very strong, even stronger than Sukuna. So, losing to him isn’t anything to be ashamed of.”

Luruo helplessly shrugged, “Indeed, he’s as strong as a monster. I saw in real time how the King of Curses, Sukuna, was beaten without a chance in the soul domain. Who should be called the true King of Curses?”

Glowering, Luruo looked at Mahito who did not seem to regret his own death, and continued, “There are Toguro and Hanaomi still around, they will carry on our will.”

“Will? We won’t truly die, you know,” Mahito remarked nonchalantly, “We’ll be reborn sooner or later.”

“But even then, we won’t be us anymore.” Luruo’s gaze gradually became calm, “Even if so, I truly look forward to the day we meet again; that’s when we become fully human.”

Chapter 94-05:“Hmm, your thoughts are quite interesting.”

An unfamiliar voice suddenly echoed behind Luruo, Rinn, with his hands in his pockets, smiled, “So you are…”

“Do you, who were born from the curse energy and negative emotions emanating from humans, actually want to become one of them?”

“We don’t simply want to become them, but to replace their current status.” Luruo refuted.

“Is that so?” The black-haired young man said with a faint smile, “What do you think being human means?”

“A creature full of ugliness and falsehoods.” It replied without hesitation.

However, upon hearing its response, Rinn laughed out loud suddenly, “It seems your understanding is no deeper. If this is your perception of humanity, you could never replace them.”

“Well, whatever, you have no more opportunities now. Bye.”

Rinn waved and disappeared from Luruo’s sight.

He watched as the sparks faded away slowly into the air and turned to gaze at the night sky.

Twenty minutes ago, Tokyo Metropolitan Magic High School.

In the school’s forest, a large bump appeared on the grass, the earth splitting open as thick, twisted roots emerged from the ground.

Hanaomi and Akatushi Shigechi emerged from between those spreading roots.

“Where have you got Suou’s finger?” Hanaomi asked.

The words issuing from its mouth were completely independent of modern human linguistic systems, but they conveyed the exact meaning directly to a person’s mind.

“Don’t rush.”

Shigechi first moved his limbs slightly, then smiled faintly, explaining: “Temples and shrines in the school mostly serve to mislead. With the changes brought about by Skuna’s barrier technique, positions change daily.”

“Out of all these thousands of doors, there is only one door that leads to the warehouse storing extremely dangerous cursed objects, including Sukuna’s finger. Only Genkai knows which door on what day can lead to the warehouse.”

Speaking to this point, Shigechi displayed a troubled expression and sighed, “I had planned to send Genkai a finger with a talisman made using Gojo’s curse power attached. That way, bringing Gojo along would make finding the warehouse easy.”

“But that fool managed to die so quickly. They must have sent a high-level fighter to the school. Just bad luck.”

If only Genkai knew that her received finger hadn’t gone to the warehouse for high-risk cursed objects, but was immediately fed to Itadori, she might react in unexpected ways.

“So now, how will you find that warehouse? The new warehouse won’t delay Gojo for long.” While Hanaomi felt sorrow over Genkai’s death, it could distinguish from the appropriate time to be immersed in grief due to a loss.

“This is a bit tricky, would take some time,” said Shigechi with a faint smile, “Did I not say? Only Skuna knows which door on any given day leads to the warehouse.”

“You’re thinking…”

Before Flower Guardian could finish, the two of them raised their heads simultaneously and looked toward the side of the forest.

“It seems staying behind was the right choice. Another feint was used on us; here is where you really intend to focus, aren’t you?” Yagi Masaharu walked slowly towards them, accompanied by a horde of jumping dolls, looking like a toy army invading.

His judgment was spot on.

However, upon seeing the faces of the two intruders, Yagi Masaharu’s eyes behind his sunglasses narrowed abruptly, disbelief in his tone: “Shigechi… Impossible!?”

“Didn’t you already die?”

“Unfortunately, Shigechi indeed died,” said the man who wore Shigechi’s appearance with a smile.

Sutures…

Due to long-term work with doll curses, Yagi Masaharu was highly sensitive to needles and thread. He quickly noticed the seam mark on Genkai’s forehead.

“Won’t悟 deal with Shigechi’s remains?” With a deep understanding of his student, Masaharu immediately understood the situation.

The sturdy man’s body erupted in a layer of azure curse energy: “Even though I don’t know who you are, I won’t let you move forward any further.”

And as his curse energy surged, the doll curses behind him gradually expanded, transforming from adorable toys into muscular toy figures. Their unblinking eyes glowed blood red in the dim nighttime forest.

“Scary scary,” said Shigechi, in fact, an entity named Luruo controlling Shigechi’s body, smiling lightly afterward and releasing several grade 1 cursed spirits, “Flower Guardian, this is up to you.”

“Make sure to kill him. My identity can’t be exposed before Gojo yet.”

After saying that, he stuffed his hands into his pockets and casually strolled away.

“Got it.”

Flower Guardian said, pulling off the hand wrapped in drapes to reveal a jet-black arm, with a budding red flower on the shoulder.

“No way will I let you slip away easily.”

Yagi Masaharu growled deep down, lifting his legs to charge at Luruo’s back, while the horde of curse corpses behind him lunged forward at Flower Guardian and first-grade cursed spirits.

Flower Guardian suddenly vanished; first-grade cursed spirits likewise roared and charged at the curses.

Yagi Masaharu’s advance was halted; Flower Guardian blocked his path.

“Foolish, stop struggling here uselessly, accept defeat and become wise!”

Go to school then Become a jujutsu sorcerer: Four


Transmigrated as Sukuna, but the Host is Yukinoshita?

Transmigrated as Sukuna, but the Host is Yukinoshita?

Status: Completed
"Ryomen Sukuna? The strongest sorcerer in history? Just a mere mortal born in an era without me." Lin Qi stood opposite Ryomen Sukuna, watching him with an amused expression. "On my left is Little Yukinoshita, a wielder of multiple techniques, effortlessly mastering both the Limitless Cursed Technique and the Ten Shadows Technique. On my right is Big Yukinoshita, who has awakened a unique modern technique, possessing talents on par with mine. And slashing techniques? That's just our basic attack." "So tell me, how will a mere fifteen-finger Sukuna handle this?" Staring at the black-haired young man before him—whose cursed energy felt exactly like his own—Ryomen Sukuna found himself utterly bewildered.

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