True Brothers

Shibuya Station, B5.

"Let us meet again in the new world." Kenjaku gently stroked the cube, his eyes carrying the peace of mind of a thousand-year plan finally bearing fruit.

"Thud, thud, thud."

Heavy footsteps echoed across the empty platform. Choso walked at the front, with Eso and Kechizu close behind. Three dense scents of blood locked onto Kenjaku.

"Oh? Have you already dealt with all of them?"

Kenjaku did not turn around, his tone calm.

"Shut up." The markings on Choso's forehead twisted with rage. "Tell me, who exactly is Yuji Itadori? Why can my bloodline sense him?"

"How touching." Kenjaku turned around, revealing a gentle yet nauseating smile. "He is the most perfect creation from my long experiments. By your logic, calling him your 'younger brother' would not be wrong."

"Noritoshi Kamo!!!"

That name abruptly surfaced in Choso's mind. He let out a beastly roar, and a blood arrow shot from his fingertips!

"Convergence—Piercing Blood!"

"Wing King!"

The bloodline compressed to its limit carved a blinding red streak through B5.

The technique behind Eso instantly unfolded, countless poisoned needles sealing off every route of escape for Kenjaku. At the same time, Kechizu leaped into the air and spewed enough deadly poison to melt through reinforced concrete.

This was the first time the three Death Paintings brothers had joined forces with everything they had.

Yet Kenjaku merely raised a hand slightly.

"Cursed Spirit Manipulation."

Black shadows erupted from beneath his feet. Hundreds of high-grade cursed spirits roared as they surged forth, building an impassable wall of flesh with their bodies. The bloodline was severed, and the poisoned needles were swallowed.

"As your creator, I gave you life. And now you dare rebel against me."

Kenjaku's figure instantly appeared behind Eso. His movements gave off no cursed energy ripples at all, yet he was too fast for anyone to react.

"No—!" Kechizu lunged forward madly, only to be pinned to the floor by several Special Grade cursed spirits.

Amid a spine-chilling sound of flesh being crushed, Eso and Kechizu were flattened by a swirling vortex of black cursed energy in the air, dying instantly.

As Choso watched his brothers die, the agony rising from the depths of his soul nearly made him collapse on the spot. But he knew dying here now would be meaningless.

"Flowing Red Scale: Stack!"

The flow of blood within Choso's body instantly surged to its limit. Rather than continue fighting, he took advantage of Kenjaku's momentary contempt and retreated in a dark crimson blur.

Kenjaku watched that streak of blood vanish into the dark tunnel and did not pursue.

Choso ran wildly through the darkness. He had to find Yuji Itadori, the only blood relative he had left in this world besides his dead brothers.

Shibuya Station, B5.

"Resonance!"

Nobara Kugisaki drove a nail into the severed limb on the ground. Cursed energy instantly traveled back along the line of causality, and a cloud of blood exploded from Mahito's shoulder without warning.

"Ha, got you!"

"Nobara, it's not over yet!" Yuji Itadori's heavy punch followed immediately after. The second impact of Divergent Fist burst against Mahito's chest, forcibly blasting him into the vending machines behind him.

Mahito rose from the wreckage. He had no doubles; all his cursed energy was concentrated in this true body. His face was filled with deranged ecstasy. "Ah... this feeling! Is this the thrill of having my soul locked onto?"

At that moment, Mahito's soul underwent an unprecedented qualitative transformation amid the intensely focused battle.

An extremely faint black spark appeared in the air.

"Bzzzt—!"

The instant Mahito's fist collided with Yuji's, space shattered.

[Black Flash]

As the embodiment of humanity's hatred for humanity, Mahito understood the pinnacle of sorcerers for the first time. At that moment, his technique began evolving on its own, and his form became more twisted and efficient.

"Haha! Yuji, I see it! I can see my soul!"

Mahito swung both hands like a madman.

"Idle Transfiguration!"

Dozens of Transfigured Humans were released in an instant, forming a chaotic storm of mangled flesh in the narrow passageway. The aftermath of cursed energy obscured their vision and concealed those deadly footsteps.

"Nobara, watch out!" Yuji's pupils shrank to pinpoints.

But it was too late.

Under the cover of the Transfigured Humans, Mahito's true body appeared ghostlike at Nobara's side. That hand covered in stitches had already pressed against the girl's left cheek.

"Goodbye."

"Splat."

Blood mist sprayed out. Nobara's left eye socket exploded in an instant, and her body fell straight backward like a puppet whose strings had been cut.

"Nobara—!!!"

Yuji Itadori's sanity snapped completely at that moment.

"Buri buri..."

Just as Mahito prepared to attack Yuji again, an overwhelmingly oppressive figure descended from above.

"Don't move. That is my 'Brother.'"

"Clap!"

With a crisp clap, Yuji's position instantly switched with a flying chunk of rubble.

Aoi Todo.

He stood bare-chested, his eyes burning with enough passion to set all of Shibuya ablaze. Behind him, Arata Nitta quickly crouched down and placed his palm over Nobara's wound.

"Her condition is serious, but my technique can keep the wound 'as it is.' If we take her away now, there is still a chance."

"I'm counting on you."

Aoi Todo's mountain-like figure stood firmly in the center of the battlefield. Behind him, Arata Nitta swiftly withdrew with Nobara.

"As long as we are alive, our fallen comrades have not truly disappeared." Todo's voice rang out like a bell, forcibly shattering the shadow hanging over Yuji's heart. "Get up, Yuji Itadori! As sorcerers, we must exorcise cursed spirits!"

"Haha, another piece of trash!"

Mahito grinned, baring a row of pale white teeth.

He did not care about killing one more person. To him now, the pleasure of souls colliding was his only pursuit.

"Trash?" Aoi Todo laughed loudly, madness blazing in his eyes as though it could set all of Shibuya aflame. "This is a duet for the very best friends!"

The battle erupted in an instant.

Mahito's senses fell into utter chaos. The heavy punch he threw would often turn into a hard chunk of rubble the moment it touched its target. And his proud attacks, which should have pierced Yuji, instead exposed his own back to Yuji's charged heavy fist under Todo's rhythm.

There were no tears left in Yuji Itadori's eyes now, only a pure killing intent to tear the cursed spirit to pieces. His coordination with Todo required almost no words. Every clap from Todo created the perfect blind spot for Yuji to attack.

This high-frequency spatial switching left Mahito running himself ragged.

Like three violent bolts of lightning, they smashed through the stairs from deep underground on B1, crazily burst through the exit gates at the surface, and charged into the ruins beneath the moonlight.

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