Did you know that most apocalypses came in shades of red?
It suited the sight of heaven and earth being destroyed...
And now... calamity had descended upon this land. An enraged Satoru Gojo used his own power to curse everyone who stood in the way of his fury, with equal and utter ruthlessness.
It made no difference who they were. Whoever came would die.
"Satoru Gojo, have you lost your mind?! Do you know what the consequences will be? You'll regret this!"
Utahime Iori stood several hundred meters away, shouting at Satoru Gojo from a distance. But the Strongest was busy dealing with Gakuganji as he fled in every direction, and had no time for her.
Aoi Todo's cursed technique was bizarre. Simply by clapping his hands to activate his innate cursed technique, he could freely swap the positions of two things with cursed energy within a certain range.
People or objects-it made no difference. As long as they met the requirements, he could swap anything.
Upon hearing that Satoru Gojo was coming in a fury, the group from Kyoto Jujutsu High had naturally prepared themselves thoroughly.
Aoi Todo, in particular, had already scattered stones and broken branches infused with his cursed energy along the way.
He had no shortage of targets for his cursed technique!
But... this was Satoru Gojo, a powerhouse who couldn't be judged by ordinary standards.
The strongest jujutsu sorcerer of the modern age-that title had never been empty boasting. He had earned it one bloody battle at a time!
Everyone knew full well that this man was Jujutsu Society's highest mountain, its longest river.
He was the pinnacle everyone dreamed of reaching!
As long as this man was present, the opposing side had absolutely no chance of victory.
But now, those sons of bitches among