Upon seeing this, Hanami suddenly turned her head. " Mahito!"
Igarashi Amaha gently placed her hand on Hanami's shoulder and said softly, "Be quiet and answer my question first."
boom!!!
The next second, it was as if an invisible hand had broken his legs. Hanami let out a painful howl and knelt on the ground. The ground shattered instantly, and countless spiderweb-like cracks spread out.
... Hanami didn't answer Igarashi Amaha's question; she just stared intently in Mahito's direction.
"You don't want to tell me... That's heartbreaking." Igarashi Amaha said, looking dejected, then reached out and gently grabbed a splinter from Hanami's head. "Then I'll see for myself what it is."
"It might hurt a little, take a deep breath, hey, whoosh." Igarashi Amaha grinned maliciously and yanked hard with his large hand.
Pfft!!
"Aaaaaaahhhhh!" Large amounts of purple blood gushed out from the top of Hanami's head!
Igarashi Amaha looked at the unremarkable wooden thorn in his hand, curled his lip, and said, "What? I thought a Hashirama Senju would pop out of there."
The group of students from the Jujutsu High standing nearby were stunned, especially Satoru Gojo and Suguru Geto, who started cracking sunflower seeds.
"Hey, Amaha, we're still one short," Satoru Gojo teased.
"This isn't for you and Jay. You two play rock-paper-scissors, whoever wins gets to pull it."
Masamichi Yaga interrupted sharply from the side, "Satoru, shut up!"
Hi, hi.
" Amaha, don't kill them. If what they're saying is true, then we'll be in trouble."
Hi, hi.
Igarashi Amaha shrugged and replied listlessly.
Clang! Clang!
Amidst the ruins, the Mahito with a large dent in his chest slowly rose to his feet, looking at Igarashi Amaha with excitement in his eyes, and said, "This power is simply... like a demon or god, hehe."
He couldn't suppress his excitement. How wonderful it would be if he could turn this man into Cursed Spirit.
Whoosh!
boom!!
Just as the Mahito regained his footing, Igarashi Amaha kicked him to the ground again. He placed a foot on the Mahito's chest and casually asked, "Tell me, what's the purpose of your visit?"
The Mahito laughed excitedly, "Heh, everyone here, please prick up your ears and listen... Ahhhhhh!"
Pfft!!
Suddenly, a flaming spear appeared in Igarashi Amaha's hand, which he thrust directly into the Mahito's eye socket. He casually picked at his ear and said, "Tone."
"Aaaaaaah!"
The Mahito, coughing up a mouthful of blood from the blow, paused for a moment before speaking softly, "Fellow students of the Jujutsu High, I've come to declare war... Ahhhhh!"
"Speak louder, I can't hear you."
The Mahito's other eye was once again replaced by a spear, the scorching flames constantly searing his soul. Mahito voice trembled, and he cried out hoarsely, "Fellow students of the Jujutsu High! We've come to declare war! On the upcoming December 24th! After sunset! We will begin the Night Parade of a Hundred Demons! The location is the Cursed Forge! Shinjuku Tokyo! We will release countless Cursed Spirit! And issue the order! Kill everyone you see! If you don't want your city to become hell! Please stop us! Curse each other! Hahahaha!!"
Pfft!!
Igarashi Amaha stomped on the blood-stained face of the Mahito, "You've said your piece, now it's time to die."
After saying that, he began to gather Cursed Energy in his hands.
Crackle!
Black atoms and lightning bolts continuously converged in his hand, and the aura he emitted even caused the surrounding air to distort!
The Mahito's body began to writhe, and a mouth appeared on his chest, screaming shrilly, " Hanami!"
Buzz!!
The next second.
Countless beautiful flowers bloomed at his feet!
Whoosh!!
Hanami and Mahito vanished from their spot in an instant, leaving no trace behind.
Igarashi Amaha smiled bloodthirstyly, then vanished from the spot as a streak of black light.
Snap!
Satoru Gojo snapped his fingers, and everyone snapped out of their daze.
"Was it some kind of illusion?" Mei Mei murmured, watching the disappearing figure.
Masamichi Yaga said, "None of that matters now. On the evening of the 24th, which is the day after tomorrow, contact all the graduates and the three major families. I will also contact the people from the General Director. We must go all out! We don't have much time left!"
"Hi!"
"There's good news too, isn't there? Those two Special Grade probably won't be able to participate in the battle. Amaha- chan is starting to go crazy, haha." Satoru Gojo said gloatingly.
Masamichi Yaga rubbed his temples and looked at Suguru Geto, saying, "Jie, go and take a look. Don't let a fight break out in the city center."
Leave it to me.
Meanwhile, on the other side...
Inside a forest, Hanami helped Mahito walk slowly forward.
"What a madman! Luckily you came with me, or I really would have died," said Mahito survivor.
Hanami was silent for a moment before saying, "That man doesn't seem to care about human lives; he really wants to kill you."
"Heh, even if you kill me, you're still here. As long as one of us is alive, we can't touch humans. He seems convinced that our true target isn't humanity."
"His Cursed Energy are evil, I hate them."
"Really, I never thought that one day we, the Cursed Spirit, would say that a Jujutsu Sorcerer is truly evil. How ironic, haha."
"I really don't know what methods Aoki used to deal with him..."
Hanami paused, looking up at the Sky Manipulation in disbelief, "They've caught up!"
boom!!
A black streak of light was seen hurtling towards them!
Rumble!!!
A figure crashed into the ground like a missile, the shockwave shattering everything around it in an instant.
Amidst the sandstorm, a figure slowly walked out.
"Hey, I never said you could leave."
Igarashi Amaha looked up and gave a bloodthirsty laugh.
The Mahito's pupils suddenly contracted. " Hanami, quick..."
Sizzle!!
A sound like lightning rang out. The Mahito turned around and saw Igarashi Amaha raising his fist and looking at him. "Eh?"
" Black Flash!"
Pfft!!
A fist crackling with black lightning pierced straight through his chest and slammed down on Hanami behind him!
boom!!!
Hanami was blasted several meters away, his body carving a deep trench in the ground!
Igarashi Amaha glanced at the Mahito still stuck in his arm, grabbed his head with his large hand and pulled it off, then grabbed the Mahito's shoulders with both hands.
"No, no!"
Igarashi Amaha veins bulged as he forcefully tore at both sides.
"Aaaaaaaaahhhhhh!"
Pfft!!
The Mahito was torn in two, and the spurting purple blood splattered all over Igarashi Amaha, even getting a few drops on his face.
Igarashi Amaha tossed the two halves of the Mahito onto the ground like trash, then looked at Hanami, who was still standing there in a daze, and said:
"Next, it's your turn."