Chapter 173 – One Hundred Sixty-First Chapter – Extreme Punishment
Although unclear about the mechanism, my technique can lock a selected person, a Cursed Spirit, or any object into a mirror-like space to consume their Curse Energy continuously. This space can either imprison them or directly destroy them.
This technique consumes an enormous amount of Curse Energy, even using a target with far less Curse Energy than myself, and I can only manage to use it twice a day at most.
Specific human parts such as an arm can also be targeted individually for a lesser amount of Curse Energy consumption.
Hachiman Hikigaya looked at the butchering knife approaching him, yet felt no panic; instead, his mind was surprisingly calm and rapidly working through plans.
Following the battle, my Curse Energy isn’t ample; using this guy as the target would exhaust all of my Curse Energy.
Should I try to restrain his hand?
No, that would still require much Curse Energy. Before the fight in Shinjuku concludes, the best approach to retain combat capability is…
“Huh?”
Gouya Tannyo suddenly paused. The butchering knife in his hand unexpectedly slipped away, floating mid-air, frozen.
As he hesitated, a fist loomed closer in his vision.
“Pfft!”
A punch laced with Curse Energy struck the bald man square on the face, dislocating his nose, barely stopping there.
The space-mirror sealing the butchering knife was shattered when Hachiman Hikigaya ceased the output, returning to Gouya Tannyo’s grip.
He immediately swung the blade toward Hachiman Hikigaya; unable to evade in time, a deep wound marred Hachiman’s left forearm.
“Hissh… Detaching from Rinko Ichige’s fight is genuinely inconvenient.” Hachiman desperately tried to avoid, contorting his lips as he bore the excruciating pain, striving not to shout.
“Hachiman!” Yukinoshita Yukino swiftly rushed up, glancing at the wounded Hachiman. Her eyes flickered with conflict, seeing the bald man pursuing innocent civilians.
If the enemy were only the bald man, she could have abandoned Hachiman safely to chase Gouya. But there remains a Quasi-Level 1 Cursed Spirit to contend with…
“Go after him.” Hachiman endured the pain and decided for the Black-haired Girl, “Focus on yourself. If I can’t win, I’ll run.”
She would probably agree to help against the Cursed Spirit first if Hachiman requested.
But if he hesitates now, innocents will die, and he will struggle with guilt.
“I won’t let you die.”
Snow之下雪乃 couldn’t afford further hesitation. After uttering those words, she chased after Gouya.
After systematic training, her physical abilities surpassed ordinary humans, nearly at the level of a humanoid titan even without enhanced Curse Energy. Activating her Curse Energy, Snow之下雪乃’s speed was rapid.
Seconds later, she reappeared, catching sight of both Gouya Tannyo and the citizens being chased.
Gouya turned to face the rapid footsteps behind and grinned at Snow之下雪乃, then sliced his blade through a girl’s back.
“Ah!!”
The sharp, anguished scream pierced Snow之下雪乃’s ears. She widened her eyes, thrusting her hand out.
“Mmm!” Gouya groaned as a spray of blood erupted. His legs faltered, his tendons being hit, leaving him unsteady.
Before hitting the ground, Gouya shot out another blast of Curse Energy, launching the wounded girl away. The attack aimed to provoke the charging female.
It worked splendidly.
“Dammit!”
Fury condensed into murderous intent; emotions swelled, dyeing the Curse Energy deep red. Snow之下雪乃 felt an unprecedented urge to kill the bald man before her.
Finally cornering Gouya, she stretched her arm toward him.
He awaited his moment perfectly.
A sinister grin curled as he unleashed stored strength with a strike powerful enough to be fatal. Turning swiftly, the black-haired girl met the blade with her free hand, halting its advance.
With an influx of Curse Energy, Hachiman cut apart her hand along with the weapon; splinters of flesh flew everywhere.
“What?!” Gouya’s shock erased the immediate feeling of pain.
Her technique amplified significantly! This woman’s method was geared for close combat?
Incorrect judgment led to his demise.
Yukino grabbed Gouya’s fat-laden face, lifting him upward, her fingers like pincers set to crush his head.
Her expression hardened as cold frost permeated; her eyes gleamed deadly resolve.
Despite having no ice association, Gouya felt a chilling force slither up his spine towards the base of his skull.
“Die.”
Her voice was icy as she delivered the verdict; in contrast to her everyday self, she appeared possessed.
The Technique activated, showering the bald man in spurts of blood. Continuous onslaughts slashed his flesh in various parts of his body.
Without adequate technique output, numerous attacks made up for it, equating to an endless torture session.
“Ah… Ahh!!!”
“Uhh… Unnh!”
Initially, Gouya managed to emit harsh cries akin to a crow’s caw, but the slicing of his throat silenced him. Gasping noises mingled with arterial sprays.
Lack of mercy on Snow之下雪乃’s face marred her once clean cheeks with blood, transforming her to a cold sorceress.
The execution lasted half a minute until the bald man lost all human likeness, just a form.
Bodies crunched under mangled flesh and bone fragments scattered.
Relinquishing her hold, Snow之下雪乃 returned without expression.
Not long past, the girl hunched over…
“Gah…”
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After school, become a Jujutsu Sorcerer
