Meanwhile, a muffled boom came from deep within the ruins to the east. Even from far away, the air trembled slightly.
Sukuna tilted his ear, a knowing smile curling his lips.
Black Flash.
Those continuous spatial tremors, those blasts of Cursed Energy carrying the weight of flesh-he could figure out who it was with his intestines.
Guyue Qingxiao.
That brat was fighting Mahoraga.
He lowered his eyes to glance at the unconscious Megumi Fushiguro on the ground, lightly tapping his left little finger with his fingertips.
The rules of Enchain stipulated that, for one minute, he could not harm anyone other than the contracting party himself.
They said nothing about hurting himself.
Without a change in expression, Sukuna gripped his left little finger with his right hand and applied a little force.
Crack.
The sharp sound of breaking bone rang especially clearly through the quiet ruins.
Blood gushed from the severed stump, but he did not even furrow his brow. Instead, he gathered every last bit of his Cursed Energy into the severed finger.
He crouched and pried Megumi Fushiguro's jaw open with one hand.
Sukuna shoved the severed finger, containing all his Cursed Energy, deep into Megumi's throat.
Like a black tide bursting through a dam, the Cursed Energy rushed down his esophagus toward the Cursed Energy core in his torso.
The unconscious body convulsed instinctively, his brows knotting tightly as a muffled groan of pain escaped his throat. Sukuna took over the body.
The Cursed Energy within the severed finger exploded inside Megumi Fushiguro.
Black curse markings spread rapidly, twining around his blood vessels like a spiderweb.
Everywhere they passed, the presence that had belonged to Megumi Fushiguro was gradually eaten away and replaced.
Within mere seconds, the curse markings covered his body.
Sukuna's main consciousness moved into