Shoko Ieiri leaned against the broken wall at the edge of the roof.
Looking at the white-haired man in the distance who was covered in blood after being slashed and then wearing Dharma Ring, he took a deep breath of cigarette.
"That idiot."
She blew out the cigarette, her voice hoarse and helpless.
"Sukuna's Domain Expansion, he received Limitless and hard-wired it. He only did this if his brain was filled with water."
She turned her head and looked at Wangchuan.
"That Dharma Ring, did you do it?"
Wangchuan nodded, very lightly and casually.
"Hmm."
Yuki Tsukumo came closer, her golden high ponytail swaying in the wind, and her eyes were so bright.
"Cursed Tool?"
"That's right, the same model as Mahoraga."
"How did you do it?" She took a step forward, her natural sense of Special Grade Sorcerer versus Cursed Tool emerging from her tone.
"Pinched casually."
Wangchuan said.
Yuki Tsukumo's mouth was open, but the rest of the words did not come out.
"What?"
"I pinched it casually." Wangchuan repeated.
"Cut a few pieces of meat from Mahoraga, and then shape one according to it. The material is just a little bit of soil, and Magic Power can be shaped into it."
Yuki Tsukumo looked at him.
She opened her mouth, closed it, and opened it again.
What does it mean to cut some meat from Mahoraga and go to the moon to get soil?
The other side.
Tokyo's Shinjuku.
On the other side of the crack, three figures rushed out from the roof of Jujutsu High.
The one running at the front was Yuji Itadori, followed by Nobara Kugisaki and Megumi Fushiguro. The three of them trotted all the way to the top of the building and stopped.
"Where is Teacher Gojo?" Itadori looked left and right, "Shinjuku said there was no one on the roof of the building."
Kugisaki crossed his arms and frowned. "Could he have sent the wrong coordinates?"
"Wait!"
"Look what that is."
Yuji Itadori Suddenly saw something not far away.
Several people quickly came to the crack.
Megumi Fushiguro said nothing. His eyes fell on the crack, staring at the blurry picture with light and sound inside.
"It looks like... a crack."
Fushiguro stretched out his hand and touched the edge of the crack with his fingertips.
And Itadori came over and poked his head into the crack.
"Hey!"
"Hey, Fushiguro, it's okay! Look at me."
Megumi Fushiguro is a little speechless.
Then Yuji Itadori went in completely.
"Wow."
"What's wrong?" Kugisaki pulled him away and reached in to take a look.
"Wow."
Fushiguro's last probe.
On the other side of the crack are the ruins of another city, another Sky Manipulation.
And there were a few people standing in front of them, Wangchuan, Shoko Ieiri holding a cigarette, and Yuki Tsukumo with blond hair and high ponytail.
"Teacher!"
"This is..."
Itadori retracted his head and looked at Fushiguro and Kugisaki, his expression changed from shock to excitement.
"Dongfang? Touhou Project? Teacher Wangchuan made a new Magic Barrier?"
Kugisaki's eyes also lit up. "Really or not, this is so cool. Can I go in? Can I take pictures?"
She has already started to take out her cell phone.
Shoko Ieiri's voice came over, lazily.
"Parallel world."
Itadori's cell phone almost fell to the ground.
"Parallel world?!"
Kugisaki's mobile phone has been raised, clicking and taking pictures continuously.
"Parallel world! Shinjuku from another world!"
"I want to post it in the group, no, I want to post it on Instagram, but no, I can't post it, I'm so angry."
Fushiguro didn't say anything. He walked to Wangchuan and felt a sense of security.
Then his eyes fell on two figures fighting in the distance.
That one is Satoru Gojo, and the other one has curse marks all over his body, four eyes, and sharp teeth.
That face.
Megumi Fushiguro's pupils shrank.
"That's me."
"Huh?" Itadori followed his line of sight and looked over.
"Wow! So strong! Huh? Wait, isn't that white-haired one Teacher Gojo!?"
"The one who fought with Teacher Gojo, that red person, that face..."
Fushiguro answered, "It's my face."
Itadori and Kugisaki were silent for a moment at the same time.
Then Itadori became excited again.
"Really! That's Fushiguro's face! Fushiguro from another world!"
"He is fighting with Mr. Gojo! No, what kind of state is that? It doesn't look like Fushiguro at all!"
"That curse pattern, that body shape, those four eyes."
Kugisaki touched his chin, his expression changed from one of shock to one of excitement.
"Fushiguro, did you have plastic surgery in the other world?"
"Shut up."
"Two idiots!"
Itadori was walking and looking around, unable to stop talking. At the same time, he also spotted Number Two Satoru Gojo in the audience.
"There seems to be a teacher Gojo over there!"
"Fighting Gojo teacher is wearing something on his head, a halo?"
Kugisaki put his hand on his eyebrows and looked around, "It's quite pretty..."
"Hey, hey, hey, take pictures!" Itadori took out his mobile phone and started pressing the shutter at the battlefield in the distance, "This kind of scene can last a year if we go back!"
"What are you taking pictures of? Let me see." Kugisaki leaned over and said, "Don't be confused. I don't want it to be confused."
Megumi Fushiguro did not participate in their excitement.
His eyes were fixed on the red figure in the distance.
The one with four eyes and a ferocious face that collided with Satoru Gojo's fists and feet was his own face.
"Fushiguro?" Itadori noticed his expression and put down the phone, "Are you okay?"
Megumi Fushiguro did not answer.
He stared at that figure, that was his body and his face.
"It's really me."
"Tsk," Itadori's face wrinkled and he was about to say something.
Then his own cheeks suddenly bulged, as if something was crawling under the skin.
Then a mouth appeared.
"Hello."
Sukuna inside Itadori spoke, his voice was low and hoarse, with a hint of incomprehensible emotion.
Itadori's face immediately fell.
"What are you doing out here!"
"Shut up and let me see."
Sukuna's mouth turned in a direction, facing the battlefield in the distance, those four eyes.
He only has one mouth now, but Itadori somehow feels that that mouth is staring at himself in another world.
"Interesting."
His tongue licked the corner of his mouth.
"Parallel world?"
His attention shifted away from the battlefield and fell on Wangchuan on the edge of the roof.
"Hey, over there."
Sukuna's voice came from Itadori's face, his tone was very low and his words were restrained.
"Did you do all this?"
"The me in the other world, the Satoru Gojo in the other world, are you the one who got them all?"
Wangchuan turned his head, his eyes fell on the mouth on Itadori's face, and he said nothing.
He looked at it for two seconds.
Then he spoke.
"Get out of here yourself."
"Or do you want me to help you?"
Sukuna was silent for a moment.
The sound of wind on the roof suddenly became very noticeable.
He could feel the aura on Wangchuan.
With a hint of murderous intention, the sense of oppression it brought to him was completely different from before.
"... I'll do it myself."
Sukuna's voice came out from Itadori's face, which was quieter than before.
"Hey, kid." He said to Itadori, "Give me your body. I will cut off a finger and leave after cutting it off."
Yuji Itadori's face wrinkled into a ball.
"... Are you serious?"
"When have I ever joked with you?"
Itadori looked back at Wangchuan.
Wangchuan nodded.
"Okay." Itadori took a deep breath, closed his eyes, and relaxed control of his body.
His temperament changed.
Sukuna opens his eyes and uses Yuji Itadori's body.
He raised his right hand and held it with his left hand on his right little finger.
Cursed Energy condenses.
"Click."
The index finger is cut off at the base.
That index finger carries five Sukuna's Finger and condenses all Cursed Energy.
Yuji Itadori's body softened, he staggered half a step, regained control of himself, rubbed his face, and looked at his hands again.
"No more."
He flexed his fingers and bent each finger once.
"That guy is gone. Really gone."
He looked down at his right hand, which was missing his index finger.
"Ah, it hurts..."
Wangchuan waved his hand casually, and Cursed Energy condensed on his fingertips.
Itadori's index finger grew back from the break, and its bones, muscles, skin, and nails were all grown in a matter of seconds.
Itadori curled his new finger and his eyes lit up.
"Thank you Teacher Wangchuan!"
Wangchuan put his fingers away casually.
Jormungandr was sitting on top of Shoko Ieiri's head, yawning, "Ahhh, it's so boring..."
Jormungandr is not even interested in watching a battle of this level. I wonder what Tso Lan... the master thinks.
Shoko Ieiri is for Jormungandr, which is coiled on the protagonist's head. It doesn't matter. Just coil it, it's a snake that can talk.
Moreover, she said that fighting at Satoru Gojo's level was boring, and she didn't dare to say anything.