Chapter 43 Compatibility 99.99%

Above Shinjuku, the world is surging.

The waves of cursed power were like huge backward waves, the sky was their only painting backdrop, and the world was their final battlefield. They intertwined and tangled with infinite wills, intertwining and tearing apart between the two strongest men, just like the legendary battle between Zeus and Typhon, shaking all directions and shocking all six realms.

Gojo Satoru stood at the top of the sky with his eyes lowered.

He looked calmly and detachedly at the Waseda area in front of him that was almost reduced to ruins, without a trace of expression on his beautiful and delicate face. His hair was white like snow, and his six eyes were like the reflections of a mirror lake, reflecting the figure of Sukuna in the clear and bright light.

It turns out that looking at the past with present eyes, it was like this -

under the gods, all living beings are ants, all living beings are floating clouds.

But, God loves the world and is willing to have mercy.

He laughed softly, with spell power flowing throughout his body. The blue light was like an ignorant king descending into the world. The space beneath his feet peeled off layer by layer. In front of the limitless, everything was like fragile glass. Time and space seemed to be compressed by gravity, until the end of the universe.

Sukuna laughed.

He stood in the collapsed street, his hands covered in blood, but his mouth was twitched arrogantly. Yuji Itadori's body was a wonderful carrier for him. He spread his four arms wide, with flames burning behind him, as if the ancient god in the legend had awakened. The red and black intertwined cursed energy was like a thousand blades in the sky, flying towards Gojo Satoru and Kagura Mio one by one, as if it was ready to split reality at any time and crush everything.

He smiled: "Do you think you can kill me like this?" "You

are really... an ant."

In a second, he formed seals with his hands, and a red light like blood fell from the sky. Countless slashes and spells tore open the clear blue space like a mirror like cracks in the air, and turned into an endless slashing storm, pressing down on Gojo Satoru one after another, covering him like a dragnet.

"Expand the field, subdue the demon and control the chef."

However, the red blood light that was roaring and howling like a whirlwind was a number that could be counted by his six eyes.

Gojo Satoru looked at Sukuna with a very indifferent expression.

His pair of beautiful kitten-like eyes were slightly open, and in them was a kind of clarity and clarity that saw through everything. His eyes were unfocused, and he just stared blankly at the red slashing attack in front of him that was like a violent storm. Nothing was in his mind, and his fingertips followed his body's instinct to cut through the air.

The unlimited technique seemed to flow out of his body and unfold naturally, and the space of the entire Shinjuku district seemed to be blocked and frozen at this moment. As long as everyone stood in the district, they could feel the horrifying sense of oppression - like a vacuum mirror, completely empty, completely bright, truly unmoving, fearless, unafraid, and -

"No self."

He said softly, his voice as calm as if he was muttering to himself.

Sukuna frowned slightly, with a hint of uncertainty between his brows: What is this guy up to?

However, Gojo Satoru just stretched out his finger, and a pale blue light burst out between his fingers, and the Shinjuku District entered another realm as if an infinite barrier was cast down:

"The state of no self."

He generously revealed to Sukuna's technique: "You know, right? My 'Infinite Space' is actually inextricably linked to the 'Four Dhyanas and Eight Samadhis' in Buddhism. If it is put into battle, it would be like forcing the enemy to enter a state of meditation, and then be controlled by me?" "

It's really funny. In this battle, I was the one who entered a state of meditation before you."

He lowered his head slightly, with a bit of neurotic madness in his tone.

He laughed, as if lamenting the twists and turns of fate, and mocking the impermanence of the world: "Mio Mio's domain is essentially a kind of sacrifice, a dialogue with God, and an enlightenment to God - so the law of divine observation that she played, to some extent, is the existence of awakening consciousness."

"It's like a catalyst, turning the original rice into fermented rice - but that is really hard to drink, so you have to put more sugar in it."

"But."

He suddenly raised his head and gave an extreme and crazy laugh to the rumored curse king Ryomen Sukuna.

He suddenly opened his arms, and the originally calm and indifferent man suddenly laughed unrestrainedly as if he had realized the true infinity.

Very good.

Very good.

Five thoughts of enlightenment.

It has never been so good -

everything in my mind is frozen at this moment, there is everything and nothing.

He didn't care about everything around him, didn't care about this intuition and perception, and didn't care whether he was still in a battle. That kind of true emptiness and indifference, the feeling that everything was only existence itself and had no meaning, was just like the legendary Bodhidharma who was in meditation, motionless and speechless, with his consciousness wandering -

"All phenomena are gratuitous and constant entities, and I don't exist. Everything is a false thought. I no longer cling to myself -"

"All things are impermanent, all dharmas have no self, and nirvana is quiet."

"This is the true state of no self."

He suddenly turned his gaze to Ryomen Sukuna. The other party seems to be very alert?

Oh, it doesn’t matter. Everything just exists and has no meaning to him.

The huge cursed energy erupting around him made Ryoumen Sukuna's eyes flicker - he realized that Gojo Satoru's mental state was already teetering on the edge of madness, and at the same time, his strength was still increasing?

And he still doesn't understand what this guy is trying to do?

But the hearty smile on Gojo Satoru's face did not disappear, "Do you think that's all?"

He shook his head nonchalantly, and patted his head hard at Ryomen Sukuna, his slightly widened eyes full of neurotic smile: "I really like the Law of Divine Observation~"

That feeling was so good, it was like observing everything with the eyes of God -

"So, it's very simple, dear." He whispered to Ryomen Sukuna like a lover, and a strong blue light spread out in his hand, like a real god descending to the earth -

pure, indifferent, but also compassionate.

"God's Observation of the Pure Land."

This is a spiritual barrier created by observing through the perspective of the gods with the six eyes and resonance. It is like the wisest eyes that can see through the existence of all things in the world.

Gojo Satoru's figure seems to be motionless, but he can accurately judge every fluctuation between infinite battle records and spatial dislocations, as if he is in the same frequency as the universe's calculations.

Sukuna couldn't help but squint his eyes -

did he really not move?

No, that's not right. It's not that he didn't move, but -

his eyes already possessed the will of God, enough to see through everything in the world, enough to see before those slashes arrived -

"Kill. You. Oh~"

is the madness hidden in the rationality, and the will of God lingering in the madness. The two people's techniques collided in the sky, just like the beginning of the world, and every explosion was enough to ignite the sky. Countless waves of cursed power descended like an avalanche. However, before everyone felt the pain of despair, the elegant music belonging to the Kagura family sounded again -

Kagura Mio resonated with the people in the field as much as possible, and used her own music to tune them, at least to let them get through this battle -

Gojo Satoru and Sukuna really had a great time.

So what if it’s a slash that can cut through space? It's not fun at all if the enemy is too weak.

So what if the other party is a god who can see everything? He hadn't had this much fun in thousands of years.

The earth-shattering battle was no longer Gaia's revenge, but a true battle of Titans, a battle between old gods and new gods, a true battle of gods, a fight to the death that could free the world from chaos and oppression -

at the moment when the most powerful pale blue cursed power hit Ryomen Sukuna, he stood still and took the impact with his own slash -

blood spurted out of his mouth.

The music in his ears suddenly seemed to have played a wrong note, and gradually took on a new tune, until the other party quickly stopped his own music and turned off the area that was bothering him amid the buzzing sound in his mind.

Why.

Ryomen Sukuna narrowed his eyes slightly and let out a long sigh.

He looked at his body:

Gojo Satoru could not be cruel to his physical body due to the existence of Itadori Yuji, but he cunningly cooperated with Kagura Mio's domain and used such ridiculous things as the Kamikaze Pure Land to attack his spiritual realm.

Yes, the so-called God’s view of the Pure Land is far more than just Gojo Satoru’s own perspective, but also everyone in the Pure Land - their consciousness is transparent in front of the “God”.

Oh.

The thousand-year-old curse king, Ryomen Sukuna, chuckled.

He looked at Gojo Satoru with a hint of silent sarcasm in his eyes: "Because you can't beat me in a real fight, so you use this kind of crappy trick?"

Gojo Satoru raised his eyebrows: "Who can't you beat?"

Sukuna waved his hand lazily.

He spat out another mouthful of blood, stared at Gojo Satoru for a moment, and then revealed a faint smile.

"Gojo Satoru, you're quite interesting."

This really made him have a good time.

The Cursed King has lived for a thousand years and has always felt invincible but lonely. This time can be considered a perfect ending.

However -

at the moment when his consciousness gradually faded, Sukuna glanced at Kagura Mio beside Gojo Satoru, and a smile appeared on the corner of his mouth: "Your woman seems to want to kill you."

Then he let his consciousness return to chaos, and returned this body intact to the pink-haired boy.

When Yuji Itadori woke up, he was seeing Gojo Sensei and Kagura Sensei face to face, talking to each other. Then Kagura Sensei suddenly spat out a mouthful of blood -

Ouch, it hurts.

Yuji Itadori was touching the scars on his body, still thinking about what he had been through, when he saw Kagura Mio grabbing Gojo Satoru's arm as if in great pain -

"The technique... suitability," she took a breath with some difficulty, "99.99%."

Gojo Satoru certainly felt that something was wrong with her, so he almost used his strongest force to suppress Sukuna in the later stages of the battle, but he never expected that she would be in so much pain -

Kagura Mio was sweating profusely, she stared at him with a resolute and ruthless look, and one word popped out of her mouth one by one: "If I completely lose control, you will kill me."

"······"

Gojo Satoru looked at her silently, and then before Kagura Mio could react, he forcibly invaded her spiritual realm with the Shenguan Pure Land, breaking her restraints before she was surrounded by the strange red curse.

Kagura Mio, who briefly regained consciousness, gasped for breath.

She looked at Yuji Itadori who was about to break apart not far away, and reminded Gojo Satoru that she still had a child.

Gojo Satoru confirmed that Kagura Mio's compatibility had temporarily stabilized at 95% before turning back to look at Yuji Itadori.

Then, intense pain ran through his whole body at this moment. The lower limit of his skills, which he had never been on guard against against his beloved, and the bottom line of his skills, which she had resonated with countless times and knew very well, were easily penetrated by the other party.

The moment blood spurted out of his chest, Gojo Satoru looked down at the sharp blade that pierced his chest - that was the reverberation he gave her.

He slowly turned his head and looked up at her: "...Mio Mio?"

The woman in front of him had a charming and cold expression, her black pupils had long been dyed red, as if blood would overflow at any time.

"Oh? Little boy, do you love her very much?"

"What a pity..."

She curled the corners of her mouth, tilted her head slightly, and licked the remaining blood with the tip of her tongue.

"I'm not her~"

Gojo Satoru looked down at the angle where the reverberation pierced his chest. His heart had already begun to lose blood.

But his first reaction was not anger -

but: "Sure enough... she is so beautiful even when she loses control."

His throat moved, and Gojo Satoru even smiled.

There's really nothing I can do.

How can I possibly kill this kind of person?