"Old man?"
For a brief moment—
Ryomen Sukuna froze.
Then he burst into laughter.
"Hahahaha!"
The laughter was wild and completely unrestrained.
Its sheer pressure shattered the remaining glass around the station.
"Interesting."
"Very interesting."
"It's been a thousand years since anyone dared speak to me like that."
"You're the first."
Sukuna jumped lightly from the rubble.
Instead of attacking immediately—
He turned toward the injured curse lying on the ground.
Jogo.
"Hey."
Sukuna tilted his head.
"You one-eyed volcano."
"You're the one who woke me up, right?"
Jogo slowly raised his head.
His body was barely functioning.
Yet his expression was filled with reverence.
"Yes… Lord Sukuna…"
To him—
Sukuna was an existence beyond comprehension.
If Jogo was a volcano—
Then Sukuna was a black hole capable of swallowing the world.
Sukuna nodded lazily.
"You're not very bright."
"But I appreciate the effort."
He walked closer.
Looking down at the cursed spirit.
"As a reward…"
"I'll play with you."
"If you can even touch me once…"
"I'll kill everyone here for you."
He paused.
Then added casually—
"Except for Megumi Fushiguro."
Jogo's eye widened.
Hope ignited inside it.
"R-really?!"
"Of course."
Sukuna grinned.
"But if you can't…"
His smile sharpened.
"Then die."
Jogo didn't hesitate.
The moment Sukuna finished speaking—
He attacked.
He understood perfectly.
Against the King of Curses—
Holding back meant death.
"Ember Insects!"
The volcano on Jogo's head erupted.
Hundreds of fiery insect-like curses surged forward.
Their bodies were filled with explosive cursed energy.
Each detonation carried enough power to destroy armored vehicles.
BOOM!
BOOM!
BOOM!
Explosions engulfed Sukuna completely.
Flames filled the tunnel.
"Did it work?!"
Jogo stared at the smoke anxiously.
Then—
The smoke parted.
Sukuna stood there.
Perfectly unharmed.
Casually brushing dust off his sleeve.
"Too slow."
His voice sounded directly beside Jogo.
Before Jogo could react—
A punch struck his chin.
BANG!
The cursed spirit shot upward like a rocket.
Sukuna remained standing calmly.
One hand in his pocket.
The other raised slowly.
A tiny flame appeared in his palm.
At first glance—
It looked insignificant.
Smaller than the flame of a lighter.
Yet the moment it appeared—
The temperature across Shibuya rose drastically.
That flame was Fuga.
The fire burned a deep crimson.
Dark.
Violent.
Almost swallowing the surrounding light.
Jogo stared at it in horror.
"How…"
As a cursed spirit born from volcanic flames—
He could actually feel heat.
Sukuna's fire completely surpassed his own.
It was like comparing a firefly to the sun.
"Don't just stand there."
Sukuna smirked.
Then he formed a bow using the flames.
Jogo roared.
Gathering every ounce of cursed energy he had left.
"Maximum Technique — Meteor!"
A massive meteor formed once again.
Crashing toward Sukuna.
Two catastrophic forces collided.
"Run!"
Yagami Sora reacted instantly.
He grabbed Nanami and Maki.
Kicking them away from the blast zone.
"Vector Manipulation — Wind Wings!"
Gigantic wind wings burst open behind him.
He carried everyone hundreds of meters away instantly.
BOOOOOOM!!!
The impact shook all of Shibuya.
Sukuna's flame pierced directly through the meteor.
Reducing it to ash.
The remaining fire struck the ground.
A colossal pillar of flame erupted into the sky.
Burning through the earth itself.
The underground station became a raging inferno.
Heatwaves surged outward like a tsunami.
Even steel structures hundreds of meters away softened.
Megumi stared at the blazing hell below.
Shock filled his eyes.
"…This…"
"…is Sukuna's power?"
A single attack.
Without even using Domain Expansion.
Yet the destruction was already overwhelming.
Meanwhile—
Yagami Sora hovered calmly in the air.
A transparent vector shield surrounded him.
The shield distorted slightly as heatwaves struck it.
Ripples spread across its surface.
But none of the heat reached him.
Sora's eyes remained fixed on the battlefield.
Cold.
Calculating.
"System."
He muttered.
"Analyze the composition of that flame."
System notifications appeared.
Analysis in progress…
High-density cursed energy compression detected
Replication difficulty: extremely high
Progress: 10%… 20%…
Sora clicked his tongue.
"Fine."
"If I can't copy it, forget it."
He licked his lips slightly.
"Besides…"
"Fire of that level is just a warm toy to me."
"Vector manipulation can even reflect stellar heat."
He continued watching.
Patiently.
Because hunters sometimes appear as prey.
And right now—
That one-eyed volcano was about to reach its limit.
Sora's fingers tapped lightly in the air.
A faint killing intent flashed in his eyes.
"My points…"
"…belong to me."
"No one else gets them."
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