The information they had about Gojo Satoru's abilities already included some of them.
Naturally, this most powerful offensive technique that had appeared also existed.
So Riviera could not possibly have come unprepared.
The spell she was casting now was likewise related to Spatial Tear, precisely the kind of offensive ability that Junior Members usually possessed.
"Arcane: Spatial Turbulence!"
Riviera swept her staff, and the arcane radiance carrying torn space surged straight toward Gojo Satoru's technique.
The nonexistent object that should have possessed no mass at all—Hollow Technique: Purple—was ruthlessly torn apart by this force that likewise involved space.
Gojo Satoru's eyes nearly widened to their limits.
According to his knowledge and understanding, this was fundamentally impossible.
But there was no time for him to marvel. After tearing apart his technique, the arcane radiance continued charging toward him. In that brief moment, he relied almost entirely on instinct, forcibly twisting his body to dodge it.
Even the crisp sound of breaking bones rang out.
And at the instant it grazed past him,
his Limitless Cursed Technique, which could withstand all physical attacks, showed no effect whatsoever. Merely grazing him had completely destroyed it.
A trickle of blood caused by the backlash from the technique ran from the corner of his mouth.
He had already sensed it.
This attack was also a force of space, and it was more overbearing and more ingenious than the spatial power he had mastered.
It appeared to be an unordered spatial turbulence, but in reality, every strike hit the weak points in space with perfect precision. It even took the spatial shockwaves generated in the process and incorporated them into the attack, greatly increasing its destructive power.
Such unparalleled ingenuity was something even Gojo Satoru had never heard of.
Much less witnessed with his own eyes.