The moment Satoru Gojo stepped out of the car with Megumi Fushiguro, Yuji Itadori, and Nobara Kugisaki, an utterly absurd, surreal sight greeted them.
Beneath the twilight sky, something resembling an enormous, inverted black hemisphere loomed abruptly and overbearingly over the busiest central district of Shibuya.
The black barrier wall resembled churning asphalt, exuding a nauseating, oppressive pressure of cursed energy that forcibly split the worlds inside and outside into two entirely different dimensions.
Unlike Itadori and Kugisaki, who stood nearby with their mouths agape, stunned by their first encounter with a grand supernatural phenomenon they had only ever seen in movies,
the expression on Megumi Fushiguro's usually impassive face had become very, very unnatural.
His black eyes stared fixedly at the enormous barrier before him, trembling slightly.
Megumi Fushiguro could not understand it.
A barrier of this strength, this scale, and even this visibly terrifying density had been dropped brazenly into the very center of a bustling international district with tens of thousands, even over a hundred thousand people passing through!
This was far too insane, far too excessive.
There was absolutely no way to sum this up as some "simple terrorist attack by curse users." This was clearly a meticulously planned carnival of destruction intended to ignite an all-out war!
Moreover, throughout the journey, he had kept his eyes on the constantly updating social media feeds and news notifications on his phone.
Strangely, the barrier had not blocked signals. The ordinary people inside were even sending out a steady stream of videos and information.
Among those horrifying news reports pleading for help, some chilling headlines stood out: [The rioters inside demand: Bring Satoru Gojo!], [Who exactly is Satoru Gojo? Revealing the mysterious central figure in the Shibuya hostage crisis!].
The faces filling the screen, distorted by the trapped