"I'll guess your sister—Aaaah, save me!!!"
Chigusa Amagasaki roared, but that only drew Ryomen Sukuna's attention first. Without the slightest courtesy, he slapped at her again. He had four hands anyway; losing one made no difference. And the severed hand did not fall freely into the water. Instead, it hovered eerily in midair. Looking closely, one could see that fine black threads were connected to the break in the severed wrist.
Linked by those black threads, the severed hand swiftly returned to Ryomen Sukuna's broken arm. With a crack, it reattached seamlessly!
What concerned Jiu Ming even more was that this guy had actually smiled. Holy shit!
And the spirit in that smile was far too familiar to Jiu Ming!
Could Ninth Sister's will still descend at will?
Faced with this being who was theoretically and practically his enemy—and a destined boss, no less—Jiu Ming could not have felt more conflicted. Everything was for the future, yet he himself was caught between two great powers, acting as the grease that kept the gears turning...
Something like that.
Ryomen Sukuna's smile came and went in an instant, as though it had never appeared at all. It was not important for now. Once the smile vanished, Ryomen Sukuna began attacking. He reached down and scooped up a clump of flame from Laevateinn off the sea's surface. Then his hand became like burning firewood, the flames clinging to it swiftly turning black.
"..."
Seeing this, Jiu Ming silently switched the imposing Blazing Demon Sword in his hand for a crimson spear. "Am I late!?"
Negi came flying over on his staff, panting heavily. Upon seeing Jiu Ming, he could not help asking. But when he saw the mutated Ryomen Sukuna, the shock on his face became impossible to conceal. "What a terrifying presence...