Chapter 42: Fudozhi Gojo

Satoru breathed softly.

The damage caused by Sukuna's technique is not a big problem - he has a reversal technique to ensure his own safety. And he was not the only one injured in this battle -

he blinked gently and looked at Sukuna on the opposite side, whose brain was confused and fell into a short fuse state due to the guaranteed hit effect of the Infinite Void.

But the problem is, the fight between him and Sukuna can't just be you hurt me and I cut you. This was a life-and-death duel between the strongest, a decisive match that had to decide the winner, and it was a competition that Gojo Satoru had no choice but to accept as his beautiful victory.

Tsk.

It's a bit difficult.

Most of the time, Gojo Satoru fights with his instincts - most people don't even have to use his brain to fight. But this does not mean that he cannot think. On the contrary, Gojo Satoru actually has a super strong combat mindset.

But I have to say, Sukuna is a very strong opponent... Gojo Satoru narrowed his eyes slightly and stood up straight with neat movements.

He looked at the torn black uniform with a somewhat disgusted expression, then raised his head with an expression of relief as if he deserved a beating:

"Sukuna, is this your killer move? It seems that you can't be a tailor in the future. This level is really too cheap, Curse King."

The Curse King, who was gradually regaining consciousness, licked his fingertips, as if he was tasting the blood in the air.

He has the body of Yuji Itadori. The young boy always looks sunny and energetic. At this moment, his high school uniform is completely torn apart, revealing the strong muscles of his upper body.

The physical injuries caused by Gojo Satoru's attack were all healed by Sukuna's reversal technique, but he didn't care about the wounds on his body at all, and forced a smile at Gojo Satoru, "You are bleeding, Gojo Satoru. You are just a mortal."

"Oh? Really? Probably." Gojo Satoru shrugged, looking completely indifferent, and his tone was light, "Only mortals can love, right? After all, you haven't experienced what 'love' is. It's really pitiful that you are the King of Curses but have never had such feelings. And to be honest, it's not the gods who are stunned by 'mortals', but the joke."

Ryoumen Sukuna didn't care about Gojo Satoru's trash talk at all. He did not hesitate to expand his domain again-the sky was full of red light. Ryoumen Sukuna opened his four arms towards Gojo Satoru, embracing all the slashes in the domain with an open attitude, and then formed seals with both hands in the face of Gojo Satoru's unlimited power to enhance the effectiveness of the technique.

"You don't think you can kill me today, do you?" Gojo Satoru turned his head to look at Sukuna, laughing like a madman, "Sukuna, how old are you, and you're still dreaming?"

However, he just said this -

it didn't feel right.

His instinctive fighting instinct made him feel that something was wrong.

Sukuna's eyes turned cold, and he approached step by step, his cursed power rolling like a black tide.

"You know you're stalling for time, right?"

Gojo Satoru blinked and shrugged: "You talk as if you're not."

Sukuna sneered: "You can't hold on for much longer."

"Then come on, king." Gojo Satoru sneered and spread his hands lazily, "See if you can kill me? I guess you can't."

Sukuna snorted: "You will die here."

Gojo Satoru raised his eyes, his six eyes were deep, "That depends on whether you can hold on before I die."

That's what he said, but the two of them were fighting each other in each other's territory, and the back and forth did not make any progress at all - it was difficult for Sukuna with twenty fingers to really hurt Gojo Satoru with Yuji Itadori's body.

The mechanisms of the two of them almost restrain each other -

Gojo Satoru's unlimited power and Six Eyes are almost both offensive and defensive, while Sukuna's slashing rules can ignore all defenses. This is almost the mechanism of the strongest spear and the strongest shield.

Most people would die if they encountered Sukuna's domain, but Gojo Satoru was able to hold on with his six eyes and unlimited power; but Sukuna's slash was close to the level of domain destruction in terms of rules, and the two were almost evenly matched.

If we continue to fight like this it will just be a war of attrition that consumes both sides -

no, that's not right.

Something is wrong.

Sukuna frowned slightly, and then in the next second -

the sky shrouded by his blood-red light seemed to suddenly stop.

An extremely complex, profound and refreshing wave of magical power quietly rose up -

as if a distant bell sounded in the ears, it was a dreamy, light and agile music like the plucking of a Japanese koto.

"The field unfolds, and the harmony of Kagura is revealed."

A gorgeous field that inherited the musical rhythm of the Kagura family, like a feather weave woven by a goddess, slowly unfolds. Colorful starlight flows like a feather weave woven by a goddess, and interlaced light golden strings crisscross in the air. The entire space is made up of music, feather weaves, and sound waves.

Kagura Mio's figure sat in the center of the field.

A force field made of cursed energy formed around her - the Harmony Field.

She had set up the Japanese koto and was stroking the strings that had been transformed from the remnant sound.

Every bit of magical power was precisely mobilized by her soul and resonance, and through the "resonant rhythm" like the strings of a guitar, she played her own "Law of Divine Vision."

In an instant, the whole scene fell silent.

At first, Sukuna was laughing and mocking Gojo Satoru for asking for help. However, the more he listened, the more he felt that there was something wrong with the rhythm. At least his speed of action and thinking slowed down a lot. His whole body seemed to be possessed by a ghost, as if something was pressing his body tightly and he couldn't move. Even the speed of raising his hands was slower than before -

strange.

He frowned, and while accepting Gojo Satoru's attack, he looked at Kamiya Mio with a bit of confusion -

the moment the two looked at each other, Sukuna realized something was wrong!

He suddenly realized what was wrong with him -

his whole body was out of tune!

"Did you discover it?" Kagura Mio's gaze indifferently passed over the haori woven by music, and she began to reveal the ritual very generously.

"My domain can forcibly resonate with all individuals with cursed powers, and select the optimal solution for coordination, thereby enhancing the effectiveness of the opponent's technique. But because you and Wu are both 99% compatible with me, I thought about what to do." "

But I found that the harmonic field that can be tuned and the law of the divine perspective that can be harmonized and strengthened can be separated." "

In other words--"

"I used my own musical rhythm as a bond to construct a harmonic field for you that is sufficient to disrupt the frequency of your domain; and I used the constraints of my own domain to play the law of the divine perspective for Wu to enhance his comfort."

The Kagura family, who were in charge of ancient sacrifices, have always been good at elegant music.

But because her identity as a sorcerer was more prominent, Kagura Mio rarely used music in front of Gojo Satoru, but this time—

With a "thump", the playing method using the lü xuan method was almost as light and mysterious as a feather, almost perfectly expressing the "mono no aware", but it was definitely more than that -

Kagura Mio's fingertips gently plucked and twisted it slowly, until it switched to the lü xuan method in the next measure -

the solemn and elegant music sounded in the field like a major key in Western music. This was a ceremony, the music dedicated by the Kagura priestess to the head of the Gojo family, it was an impassioned war song, a high-pitched hymn, and a unique comfort between childhood sweethearts -

just like the many times that Gojo Satoru sang waka to her.

Music is never just music. It is one of the arts that can tune in with humans and bring spiritual strength to humans.

Sukuna felt something was wrong.

He had never thought that this woman's technique had anything to do with him. After all, this guy was Gojo Satoru's good partner. But, it was this woman -

from the moment her so-called harmony field unfolded, Sukuna felt as if a thousand pounds weighed on his body, his brain began to go out of control, and the uncontrollable pressure seemed to nail him to the spot.

But -

so what?

He is the Cursed King, the strongest in a thousand years, and the one destined to win.

Countless slashes began to fly towards Kagura Mio, and in order to maintain the stability of this field, Gojo Satoru had no choice but to start protecting Kagura Mio.

The strange yet familiar sense of balance appeared again.

What broke this balance was that Kagura Mio started vomiting blood.

Her current condition was entirely supported by her own willpower. She was thankful to heaven, earth, Gojo Ie and Uta for her current stability, but she was ultimately unable to withstand the powerful sense of oppression that resonated with both Sukuna and Gojo Satoru. The pressure that could take control of her mind at any time and even distort her spirit came upon her again.

The auditory hallucinations in her mind became more and more obvious, and blood-red liquid began to seep out of the corners of her eyes. She saw it, she saw it, it was her ever-increasing adaptability of the technique...

Sukuna noticed that something was wrong with that woman.

But his attention was now on Gojo Satoru -

the madman was staring at him intently, and something was flashing wildly in his bright six eyes, as if it was a sophisticated computer calculating at high speed that could burn out the motherboard at any time -

Gojo Satoru knew that Mio Mio was in pain.

But no, it wasn’t just pain.

The mere pain could not make Kagura Mio surrender, but the only thing that moved Gojo Satoru was that he suddenly realized that the operation of this world was never supported by him alone.

Kagura Mio fights for herself, for the world, and for him because she knows she must grow up.

So what about him? What about Gojo Satoru himself?

Does he also need to know that his lover is persisting, so he needs to grow?

The love between Gojo Satoru and Kagura Mio was never one of salvation. He knew very well that Kagura Mio didn't need him to save her.

They are the sun and the moon, two sides of the same mirror, and the nutrients that inspire each other.

Therefore, the growth of a sorcerer may happen in just a moment -

the moment he chooses to grow for the existence other than himself, Gojo Satoru is no longer a lonely god - just like many years ago, he learned to teleport for her.

"So that's how it is."

Gojo Satoru sighed softly.

His clear eyes looked across countless ruins towards the two Sukuna.

Ryoumen Sukuna didn't know why that guy suddenly became weird as if his Ren and Du meridians were opened. He just stared at the white-haired man staring at him in a daze.

Gojo Satoru stared at Ryomen Sukuna without blinking, then blinked lightly.

His snow-white eyelashes were like the last bit of purity and whiteness in this filthy world. His whole body exuded a transcendental indifference and divinity, like a god who suddenly responded to his believers, giving them a glance as a gift at this moment.

"What are you doing?" Ryoumen Sukuna narrowed his eyes and glared at Kagura Mio with a bit of annoyance. That guy would disrupt his frequency, and he would eat this crazy woman first after he killed this Six-Eyes.

But Sukuna soon realized that the situation was not simple -

"Mio Mio, you remember, right?"

Gojo Satoru said softly, "What we learned together when we were young, the Acala, the head of the Five Great Myoko, possesses compassion in anger and unwavering wisdom. But in fact, to some extent, the wisdom of Prajna can also be understood as the will to illuminate worldly confusion."

The white-haired man had no idea that because of Kagura Mio's loudspeaker-like existence, his voice was being projected over the Shinjuku district. Of course, even if he knew, he wouldn't care.

The strongest in modern times sighed softly.

“In the midst of impermanence and limits, if you want to gain an unmoving heart of wisdom, perhaps it’s just like opening a bag of potato chips, and it will be done with a ‘bang’—”

Ryoumen Sukuna frowned and said in a bad tone: “So, what do you want to say?”

Damn Sugawara Michizane, if they weren’t in a stalemate now, he would have killed all of that guy’s descendants long ago. Why are all of Sugawara’s descendants so weird?

"From infinite wisdom to 'immovable wisdom', perhaps it only takes a moment—"

Gojo Satoru forced a smile.

His eyes were no longer empty, but instead were burning with a compassion like fire.

When he smiled, his eyes were full of madness, but he said,

"My heart is like a rock, my wisdom is like a mirror,"

just like who he is - a crazy yet calm gambler.

"Actually to some extent, it was never Mio who provided me with the buff, because she was the one who truly resonated with me, and I was the one who added the buff."

"But it doesn't matter."

The next moment, the pale blue light that resonated with Kagura Mio's cursed power instantly cut the sky above Shinjuku in half like a giant pair of scissors. Sukuna's domain could be described as as brittle as silk, and it split apart with the riot of that huge cursed power. At the moment when Sukuna's eyes widened, the madman asked lightly.

"If I kill you, then Mio and I will be the only ones left in the world, right?"

Ryoumen Sukuna: "?"

Is this the time to ask this?

However, that guy actually continued: "Please, even if you are the king of curses, don't underestimate the power of pure love."

Suguru Geto, who was standing in Shinjuku 1-chome, finally couldn't help laughing: Who would believe in your pure love?

Yuta Otsutsuki in Higashi-Shinjuku showed a cute expression of helplessness, reached out to comfort the white cursed spirit Rika, and whispered: "

I feel like my lines were taken away?"

"But Gojo-sensei is the strongest, the teacher is right."

"Gojo-sensei is pure love!!!"