"[Chimera Shadow Garden].
As the incantation was uttered, the wooden floorboards of the theater were completely submerged in a viscous black liquid, and a skeletal shrine resembling the skeleton of some enormous creature appeared behind them.
This came at a price; a deafening roar echoed deep within Lu Ping's eardrums.
This was his first attempt to construct such a high-level spatial domain. His Barrier Technique had only been practiced for a few days and was not yet proficient, compounded by the slowed flow caused by the overload of his Cursed Energy.
Crimson blood began to seep from his seven orifices, and his brain almost shut down in that instant.
But it still made it out.
The Three Corpses swirled wildly within his body.
They greedily devour the excruciating pain and weakness that arises when the body is on the verge of collapse, transforming it into the most efficient cooling system, forcibly keeping the brain, which is about to "explode," within normal operating range.
The shadows spread out like a tsunami.
As the domain took shape, this enclosed alternate space instantly covered every corner of the entire opera house.
The only thing out of place was the hole above the dome, which hadn't been filled with black mud, letting in a ray of midday sunlight.
Just as Mitarai Shizuru was about to retreat, dozens of enormous Shadow Wolf suddenly sprang out from the shadows beneath his feet.
Before he could rebuild his silken defenses, his claws and fangs mercilessly tore through his tattered armor.
With a few dull cracks of bone breaking, the cunning Grade 1 Curse User was forcibly dragged into the shadows by the wolves.
Before he could even scream, he completely lost consciousness.
The surroundings fell silent.
"Misu Kago!!"
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The old man shouted before the shadows engulfed him, clenching his fists tightly to form a hand seal.
He hovered in mid-air, riding on the Birdman Curse Spirit, ignoring the life or death of his companion. He simply looked down at the blood-soaked Jujutsu High student, his eyes gleaming.
What's going on? Is he actually a mage of this level?
A bead of cold sweat involuntarily slid down his forehead.
A mage who can Domain Expansion will usually crush a mage who cannot.
Even after years of immersing himself in Barrier Technique, he still hasn't reached the level where he can create a domain.
This mere second-year Jujutsu High student is actually able to develop a domain? Are you kidding me?!
What exactly is the effect of his domain... a guaranteed kill? Or a guaranteed hit?
No, that's not right. "Misu Kago" can only protect me, and the Cursed Spirit beneath my feet wasn't instantly killed by the guaranteed hit effect of the domain's Cursed Technique, which means its domain doesn't have a guaranteed hit.
Ultimately, the exact effects of the Ten Shadows Technique's Domain Expansion have remained unknown for millennia!
Because those who opposed him either fell to ordinary Shikigami or to those divine generals; there was no record of him using any "domain" to kill enemies.
After all, with the ultimate trump card of Mahoraga, they have enough means to retaliate against sorcerers who have mastered domains; at worst, they can only perish together.
The fact that this kid didn't directly summon the Mahoraga, but instead chose to deploy his domain, shows that he doesn't want to perish together with the demon, meaning he can still control the situation!
Thinking of this, a glint of light flashed in the old man's eyes.
With such a massive drain on his Cursed Energy, that kid was already at his limit.
As long as you create distance, victory will still belong to you.
"Your Cursed Technique requires 'space within your field of vision' to activate, right?"
Lu Ping maintained his hand seals and continued to enhance the domain's performance, only raising the back of his hand to wipe the blood from his chin.
The old man paused slightly.
"Every time you open that door, you subconsciously scan your surroundings to confirm the location of the stars," Lu Ping said calmly, standing on the dark water. "You even check the escape route beforehand. These small actions are too conspicuous."
Having his trump card exposed, the old man let out a cold laugh.
What good will it do to see through it all?
This Incomplete Domain, which doesn't even grant "guaranteed hit" or "kill" effects, is riddled with flaws.
Once this kid escapes this shadow, he'll only be waiting to die.
He manipulated the Cursed Technique to force the Birdman Curse Spirit beneath his feet to flap its wings and fly high, heading straight for the only ray of sunlight in the dome.
Lu Ping remained expressionless as he chanted an incantation.
The theater's dome was a trap he deliberately left behind.
When besieging an army, a gap must be left.
When the barrier was first constructed, he deliberately left a gap in the dome.
Lu Ping used this "giving them a way out" behavior as Binding Vow to further increase the concentration of Cursed Energy within his domain.
The old man's figure rose from the ground, about to touch the light.
"Devour, Great Serpent!"
The words had barely left his mouth.
In the blink of an eye, the sunlight was blocked by darkness, and the four walls of the theater suddenly began to writhe violently.
That wasn't a structural collapse, but more like some kind of tectonic shift.
Lu Ping's body fell backward, his consciousness completely submerged in the depths of the shadows, where a terrifyingly large snake silently rose from the darkness.
It transformed the entire enclosed space into a living organ, delivering a dimensional reduction attack on the entire space.
The escape route that the old man was so proud of turned out to be a dead end, a path that led him to willingly become the prey of Shikigami.
The gaping maw of the abyss suddenly closed.
Its massive size brings with it absolute overwhelming power.
This domain, lacking any "guaranteed hit" attribute, forcefully devoured the old man in mid-air along with the Cursed Spirit through a pseudo-guaranteed hit physical attack.
Fresh blood dripped down the Great Serpent's snow-white scales, splashing onto the dark water's surface, creating clusters of red plum blossoms.
After the violent impact, the shadows receded like a tide.
The domain has been cleared.
Lu Ping knelt on one knee, panting heavily.
The Jujutsu High uniform was soaked with sweat and blood, and even his fingertips were trembling slightly.
The streets of Akihabara reappeared before my eyes.
The blinding sunlight shone down, and a gentle breeze carried away the lingering smell of blood.
The old man, who had been bitten in half at the waist, was still not quite dead.
Half of his body was almost turned into minced meat, but thanks to the special mechanism of the Cursed Technique, he managed to forcibly transfer his remains to the outer street at the last moment when the Great Serpent closed its fangs.
Although he survived, he was left with only a breath of life.
The old man left a long trail of blood on the ground.
He clutched the Special Grade Cursed Tool [Ford-Guardian Spear] tightly in his hand, trying to find the next coordinates to open a portal, muttering to himself.
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"As long as we can get to that place..."
After escaping the theater, the view opened up, and there was much more room for maneuver.
Once you cross this door, you can meet up in Tokyo Bay.
"How pathetic, Curse User."
A clear, cool female voice came from the end of the street.
The old man suddenly turned his head.
Kamo Chitsubaki and Ieiri Shoko stood side by side under a street lamp.
Shoko's fingertips shimmered with the soft light of Reverse Cursed Technique as she continuously infused the positive energy she created into Qian Chun's body, assisting her in rapidly producing blood.
Qian Chun clasped her hands together, her eyes filled with murderous intent.
With the temporary replenishment from the Shoko, she was able to temporarily utilize a massive amount of health far exceeding her physical limits to maximize her damage output.
"[Blood Manipulation - Piercing Blood]!"
A crimson pillar of blood, like a laser tearing through space, instantly pierced through the old man's chest.
Without timely treatment, such a penetrating wound would be absolutely fatal, especially since this person only had an upper body left.
The old man fell heavily to the ground, a shocking hole appearing in his chest.
With her keen sense of blood, Qian Chun confirmed that the heart had been completely shattered and the blood flow within the vessels had come to a standstill.
Unless this old guy suddenly awakens Reverse Cursed Technique, there is absolutely no chance of survival.
Passersby screamed and scattered in all directions.
When ordinary people face this battle against supernatural forces, they have no choice but to fear.
Perhaps this is the karmic burden that Jujutsu Sorcerer must bear.
Everything seemed to have settled down.
The outcome of a three-on-one fight was that two Grade 1 Curse User were killed on the spot, and one was seriously injured and fell into a coma.
For a Semi-Grade 1 Sorcerer, this is such a great achievement!
However, before taking his last breath, the old man raised his blood-stained right hand and, with his last ounce of strength, hurled the [Ford-Guardian Spear].
The Special Grade Cursed Tool traced a bright trajectory in mid-air before crashing into a temporarily appearing black, Japanese-style doorway.
As the door closed, the short spear vanished, and the old man also completely lost his breath.
Lu Ping leaned against the wall and slowly stood up, looking in the direction the door had healed.
He understood that the other party had used the "Death Binding Vow" at the end of their life to exchange for a long-distance portal teleportation, and it was estimated that they would be unable to continue tracking down the whereabouts of that Special Grade Cursed Tool for the time being.
Recalling that the opponent used that short spear when opening the "Bronze Gate" which contained Special Grade Cursed Spirit, and the icy aura he felt from the opponent's body during their fight, he realized that the opponent had used the same short spear.
Lu Ping's heart sank.
Could it be that the Cursed Tool is actually the real body?