"Domain Expansion: Idle Death Gamble!"
To the rhythm of the music, Kinji Hakari chose to reveal his technique without hesitation.
Through the most basic "sure-hit" effect, the rules of Idle Death Gamble's domain were implanted into Kenjaku's mind.
"A slot machine? A lottery with 1-in-239 odds? Guaranteed to hit within thirty tries?"
The veins on Kenjaku's forehead throbbed.
Having lived for over a thousand years, he had never seen a domain this bizarre.
If he had to describe it in one word, it would be "chaotic"!
It had no sure-hit or sure-kill effect, no domain technique, and could not even harm the opponent.
Its only function was that once Hakari hit the jackpot, he would gain infinite cursed energy and an immortal body.
But the conditions for hitting the jackpot were simply too harsh.
Nearby, Ryu Ishigori and Takako Uro rolled their eyes as well.
A 1-in-239 chance? This domain would be better off not being opened at all!
"Huh? What kind of expressions are those?"
Hakari's eye twitched as he shouted irritably.
They were teammates, for crying out loud. Could they not offer a little encouragement?
"Boring!"
Kenjaku gave that assessment, then rushed before Hakari and threw a punch.
BANG!!!
At the brink of life and death, Hakari almost instinctively covered the part of his abdomen Kenjaku had struck with cursed energy.
But after he was sent flying and crashed through countless buildings—
Lying on the ground, Hakari looked at his abdomen, where the burning wound throbbed with excruciating pain.
"An attack targeting the soul!"
"It's the technique used by that cursed spirit called Mahito, isn't it?!"
Having learned about Kenjaku and Mahito beforehand, the three of them wore grim expressions.
Mahito's "Idle Transfiguration" was impossible to guard against. Once it struck the soul, defeat was practically guaranteed.
"Tch!