How could Ryomen Sukuna endure such humiliation?
"Little girl, I don't know how strong you are, but looking down on me comes with a price." Ryomen Sukuna's expression turned somewhat ferocious.
"Does playing with the ants at your feet come with a price too?" Ryougi Shiki gave the knife in her hand a little shake. "You're only worthy of being killed by a toy like this."
Ryomen Sukuna's expression was no longer merely ferocious.
It was even somewhat twisted.
She had said it. She had actually said the word "toy."
Ryomen Sukuna was not someone who lost his temper easily.
Most of the time, he sat high upon his throne, coldly watching everything else.
Whether they were Cursed Sorcerers or Curses, he never took them seriously.
But now...
Never before had he wanted so badly to tear someone completely apart.
He did not even want to say another unnecessary word.
His entire body shot straight toward Ryougi Shiki.
Ryougi Shiki simply sent the knife in her hand lightly forward.
There was no preparation for battle. She was not even looking at Ryomen Sukuna, merely standing there in a contemptuous yet casual posture.
Before coming here, Riviera had told her that the best way to deal with a king was to pull him down from his throne as much as possible, trample him into the dirt, and then stomp on him hard twice.
Ryomen Sukuna had to understand clearly.
Here, he was no King of Curses at all, but merely a weak, helpless, pitiful insect.
Ryougi Shiki had taken those words to heart, and that was exactly what she did.
After all, to her, no matter what stance she took, she could easily humiliate this world's King of Curses however she pleased.
There was no need to get serious.
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