The Fall of the Six Eyes Twins

Toji Fushiguro clasped his hands behind his back, fingers interlaced, his bulging muscles nearly bursting the seams of his tight suit.

Suddenly he lifted his head, his eyes blazing with a beastly gleam.

Boom!!!

Toji Fushiguro's figure vanished as if into thin air, leaving only shattered stone from the recoil.

"So fast!"

Even with the Six Eyes of Gojo Sawa and Gojo Satoru, they could only catch a blur.

"Satoru! Watch out!"

Before the words faded, Toji Fushiguro had already charged before Gojo Satoru.

Between the two brothers, Gojo Sawa clearly posed the greater threat.

In that case, he'd take out the weaker younger brother first.

"Cursed Technique Lapse: Blue!"

A terrifying blue cyclone exploded like a whirlwind scattering clouds, tearing apart the surrounding trees, houses, and rubble.

Unable to keep up with Toji's speed, Gojo Satoru simply unleashed a full-map AOE.

But Toji's speed was terrifying—the moment Blue erupted, he retreated at lightning speed, dodging the attack.

In the forest, a black shadow darted and weaved with impossible agility.

Toji stomped on tree trunks, using them as leverage to leap, completely ignoring gravity.

"Hm?"

Toji Fushiguro paused, seeing Gojo Sawa's figure closing in.

"Want to match me in hand-to-hand?"

Toji Fushiguro smirked with confidence, spun around, and chose to clash head-on with Gojo Sawa.

Gojo Sawa showed no fear. "True Martial Style: Two Days One Sun!"

Born from the Niten Ichi-ryu of the legendary swordsman Miyamoto Musashi, he unleashed a barrage of thrusts with no blind spots at blinding speed!

Even more terrifying, every strike from Gojo Sawa carried a Black Flash!

At first glance, it was like a net woven from black lightning, pressing in on Toji Fushiguro without a gap.

Yet facing this lethal move, Toji Fushiguro neither dodged nor blocked—he actually withdrew the Soul Liberation Blade and met it with his bare hands.

His hands moved like butterflies through flowers, precisely parrying every single strike from Gojo Sawa.

From Gojo Satoru's perspective, the exchange was nothing but two blurs and the sharp crack of impacts.

"Incredible... incredible!"

Gojo Satoru marveled, feeling for the first time the gap between himself and his brother.

He'd always relied on his natural talent, slacking off in hand-to-hand combat, even thinking that with the Limitless technique, physical skills were useless.

But now Gojo Sawa was showing him through real combat that martial arts, mastered to the peak, were just as formidable!

Meanwhile, Gojo Sawa, locked in battle with Toji Fushiguro, grew increasingly grim.

He realized that from an initial stalemate, he was now being completely suppressed by Toji Fushiguro.

And Gojo Sawa's martial arts were already at the grandmaster level.

"No... it's not a gap in technique—it's the body!"

Gojo Sawa had already sensed it: Toji Fushiguro's martial arts were also at grandmaster level, not much stronger than his own.

But in combat, he was utterly dominated.

The secret lay in Toji Fushiguro's "Heavenly Restriction"!

Born without a shred of cursed energy, he traded it for an absolutely monstrous, superhuman physique.

Though Toji Fushiguro and Gojo Sawa were roughly equal in fighting skill, the former possessed greater strength, faster speed, and sharper reflexes!

Not to mention his extraordinary hearing, sight, smell, and touch—he was practically an evolved superhuman!

Bam!

A long defense was bound to break. Gojo Sawa was sent flying by a single punch from Toji Fushiguro.

Even with the Limitless technique's defense, Gojo Sawa still felt the immense force transmitted through the trembling space.

"This monstrous strength..."

"Die!"

Seizing the moment Gojo Sawa and Toji Fushiguro were separated, Gojo Satoru lunged in, launching a "Blue" from his hand!

Boom!!!

The violent explosion swallowed Toji Fushiguro's figure.

Before Gojo Satoru could catch his breath, countless low-grade cursed spirits—"Fly Heads"—suddenly appeared all around him.

Whether it was the grating noise of the cursed spirits or their dense bodies blocking his view, both left Gojo Satoru irritated and unsettled.

A single gap emerged in the Six Eyes' omniscient field of vision.

"It's over!"

A man's voice rang out from behind him.

Gojo Satoru's pupils dilated. He spun around sharply, unleashing his Limitless technique to its fullest extent.

But it was useless. That lingering sense of crisis in his mind did not disappear!

What was going on?

The cursed tool in Toji Fushiguro's hand gave the answer!

The Inverted Spear of Heaven!

A short blade with an odd appearance, yet it was a genuine special-grade cursed tool.

It possessed the ability to forcibly dispel all cursed techniques, including the Limitless!

Buzz!

The moment the Inverted Spear of Heaven touched the Limitless technique, light flashed and a resonant hum erupted.

After a pause of one nanosecond or less, the Inverted Spear of Heaven plunged unimpeded into the carotid artery of Gojo Satoru's neck!

Toji grinned savagely and slashed hard. The sharp blade of the Inverted Spear of Heaven tore Gojo Satoru open from top to bottom, gutting him.

That wasn't enough. Toji swung the Inverted Spear of Heaven, stabbing several more holes into Gojo Satoru.

He even pulled out a dagger and drove it into Gojo Satoru's brain.

Death surged in like a tidal wave. A sense of suffocation and weightlessness abruptly flooded his mind.

But in that very instant, Gojo Satoru's rationality was crystal clear.

"Ah... am I going to die?"

Gojo Satoru's eyes shifted. Everything around him seemed to press pause.

Cursed spirits, Toji Fushiguro, the Inverted Spear of Heaven, blood...

Gojo Satoru was like an observer. Though his body endured unbearable pain, he couldn't move it.

"To die like this... it's a bit unsatisfying."

An ethereal feeling filled his mind.

Cursed energy, techniques, construction, destruction, attraction, repulsion...

In an instant, countless bizarre images flickered before Satoru's eyes.

In reality, Gojo Satoru's body collapsed like a ragdoll, its breathing already stopped.

"Next, it's your turn!"

Toji Fushiguro turned his head toward Gojo Sawa, let out a light laugh, and charged forward in a flash.

"Cursed Technique Lapse: Blue!"

A blue vortex enveloped Gojo Sawa's body, forming another barrier outside the Limitless technique.

"Oh?"

Toji Fushiguro raised an eyebrow. "You know my cursed tool can break through the Limitless, so you're using technique-based defense to keep me from getting close?"

"Making such a calm judgment—your little brother was just killed right in front of you. How about giving me some reaction?"

"Whether it's crying or roaring, just show a little opening!"

Hearing this, Gojo Sawa curled the corner of his mouth. "Less talk..."

Shing!

Toji Fushiguro granted Gojo Sawa's wish—no extra words at all.

Clink, clink, clink...

The sound of chains clashing rang out.

One end was in the mouth of the cursed spirit "Choubou," the other connected to the Inverted Spear of Heaven—a special-grade cursed tool that could extend infinitely without being fully seen: the Ten Thousand Mile Chain!

Toji, moving so fast only an afterimage remained, hurled the Inverted Spear of Heaven straight at Gojo Sawa.

The moment it touched the "Blue" barrier around Sawa, it immediately nullified the "Blue."

"Damn it! 'Blue' counts as a technique too!"

Gojo Sawa's eye twitched. This Inverted Spear of Heaven was practically a bug!

Especially paired with Toji Fushiguro—a freak with no cursed energy but a body honed to saintly perfection—it completely countered every sorcerer!

Gojo Sawa quickly sidestepped to dodge the strike, facing Toji as he charged in with the Soul Liberation Blade.

Suddenly, Toji bared his teeth in a grin.

The Soul Liberation Blade in his hand swung out at an odd angle.

Gojo Sawa dodged it easily, but just as he was wondering why, Toji suddenly yanked hard on the Ten Thousand Mile Chain.

The Inverted Spear of Heaven, which had already passed Gojo Sawa, whipped back around and stabbed him cleanly in the back.

"Damn! The kidney again!"

Before Gojo Sawa could even finish cursing that thought, Toji Fushiguro had already driven the Soul Liberation Blade through his heart.