Inside Tokyo No. 2 Colony.
Kinji Hakari and Hajime Kashimo hurried toward the source of that immense cursed energy.
"This cursed energy is strong..." Hajime Kashimo grew more and more excited. "Kinji Hakari, do you know that guy?"
Ze Zenin's cool, aloof face flashed through Kinji Hakari's mind. He drew in a sharp breath and hastily shook his head.
"I don't know him! I really don't!"
Are you kidding? Knowing Senior Zenin's personality, how could I dare say I knew him when I'd ended up in this sorry state?
Hajime Kashimo ran faster and faster, unable to keep a grin off his face as his hunger for a powerful opponent continued to rise.
On the outskirts of Ginza.
Choso's domain focused on controlling blood. The sure-hit effects of their domains were almost identical, leaving them evenly matched as those effects clashed.
There was just one difference-
As the product of a union between a human and a cursed spirit, Choso could convert cursed energy into the blood he controlled with Blood Manipulation.
Kamo Sheng, however, had to use the blood in his own body or the blood bags he carried with him.
This was one of the drawbacks of Blood Manipulation-
Insufficient raw material.
If he used too much of his own blood without replenishing it through Reverse Cursed Technique, he would inevitably become anemic.
Even blood bags left him struggling because he could only carry so many.
That was why Kamo Sheng was so terribly envious of Choso right now.
What he did not know was... Choso felt neither pride nor joy in his constitution.
The Cursed Womb: Death Paintings were the products of a horrific violation of human ethics committed 150 years ago by Kenjaku.
Kenjaku had mixed his own blood into nine stillborn cursed spirits, creating special