The Ember Insects were pinned in midair by Limitless, but Jogo, who controlled their advance, still ordered them to keep attacking.
Under that suicidal command, the cursed spirits' heads snapped against the endless repulsion, killing them one after another.
But death was not the end. Under Satoru Gojo's surprised gaze, their bodies lit up again.
Self-destruction?
Boom! Boom! Boom!
Flames erupted. Each Ember Insect became a small bomb, exploding at point-blank range.
Fire engulfed Satoru Gojo as Jogo tried to break through his Limitless defense this way.
Clearly, he still had not figured out what Satoru Gojo's cursed technique actually was. He simply took it for a turtle shell-a shield that would shatter once enough force exceeded its threshold.
Information was another battlefield. Even a slight disparity in knowledge could introduce endless changes to a fight.
Blind confidence in your own strength without thorough preparation-that was your mistake, Jogo...
Within the flames, Satoru Gojo coated his arm in cursed energy and swept it outward.
The towering flames instantly died out. Wearing a trace of impatience and anger, he refrained from trash talk for once.
Here came the attack!
Still standing in the distance, Satoru Gojo raised a finger. That single gesture left Jogo stunned.
In the blink of an eye, Satoru Gojo appeared right in front of him. Before Jogo could react, a palm slammed into his abdomen!
Urgh!
The strike was astonishingly powerful, its cursed energy imbued with Satoru Gojo's own innate cursed technique.
The power of that blow also contained Red, his Cursed Technique Reversal. The instant his palm touched the cursed spirit's flesh, the force of the strike hit his abdomen, and another, utterly overwhelming repulsive force erupted alongside it!
Yet... Jogo did not go flying backward. His torso was clearly being driven back by immense force,