As Kenjaku let out one distorted howl after another, the hundred million people connected to the black threads above her head were affected as well. They struggled in agony and screamed, turning the world into a living hell.
"What... is going on...?"
The jujutsu sorcerers, who had no idea what was happening, felt like screaming themselves at the sight. They had finally been close to finishing their work suppressing the cursed spirits and curse users. Why had another problem cropped up now?
A certain Gang Leader, who was both one of the hardest workers and one of the biggest slackers in the suppression effort, stopped in his tracks. He raised a hand and waved it lightly, signaling the cursed spirit underlings around him to stop as well.
"So I wasn't imagining things. There seem to be threads attached to these people's heads, threads that are almost impossible to detect. The direction these black threads are coming from is..."
Suguru Geto tilted his head back and stared into the sky. He might not have the Six Eyes, but he was still a Special Grade Sorcerer. Coupled with his years spent around cursed spirits, that gave him a keen sensitivity to subtle details.
"Jogo!"
Suguru Geto raised a hand toward one of the black threads extending upward from a person's head. Beside him, the Disaster Cursed Spirit Jogo, now under his control, raised his hand as well.
Scorching magma erupted violently from his palm. Though the thread was slender and difficult to detect, Jogo's magma attack blanketed the entire area where it lay.
The magma, hot enough to melt a fortified tower, swept past, yet the thin thread remained upright and completely unharmed.
"Hanami!"
Suguru Geto frowned slightly and called out again. On Jogo's other side, the Disaster Cursed Spirit Hanami stepped