Ryomen Sukuna, the legendary Phantom God with four arms and two faces, was so renowned that his name had spread beyond Jujutsu Society and become known even to some ordinary people.
But that inhuman description was no fantasy. The King of Curses from a thousand years ago had looked exactly like that. Cruel, cold, bloodthirsty, and merciless, he delighted in slaughtering women and children and acted solely on his own desires.
And now, Sukuna was about to awaken from the long river of time and descend upon the present world once more as a calamity.
As eerie black markings appeared across the man's body, overwhelming cursed energy pressure and negative emotions erupted from him.
"So this is the King of Curses..."
Beside him, Mahito felt an aura far beyond anything he had ever encountered. Even someone as fearless as he was found beads of sweat forming on his face.
Sukuna slowly opened his four eyes, exhilarated laughter spilling from his mouth. Naturally, the ropes that had bound the man serving as his incarnation could not restrain him. His cursed energy pressure snapped them in an instant.
"Nothing beats having a real body after all. This sense of liberation is nothing like being hosted by those cursed spirits. Women... children... I'm going to slaughter to my heart's content!"
As Sukuna spoke excitedly, his human hands transformed into sharp, beastlike claws. Forget the flesh and blood of ordinary humans-even concrete buildings could be cleaved in two by them.
Watching this, Kenjaku raised a hand and rubbed her forehead helplessly. The very reason she had prepared a separate individual named Yuji Itadori was to prevent Sukuna from slipping beyond her control.
This barely serviceable vessel could not restrain Sukuna at all, but trying to subdue him with the combined strength of everyone present