"5... Igarashi Amaha!"
As the figure gradually came into focus, Igarashi Amaha appeared, clad in a black robe with flowing hair, dominating the battlefield with an aura that seemed to swallow mountains and rivers.
He was like a god, exuding an aura of unparalleled power. His golden eyes were incredibly deep as he indifferently surveyed the crowd in front of him. An extremely domineering aura surged forth like a vast ocean, gradually intensifying.
" Little Rabbit, you've worked hard." Igarashi Amaha casually released a beam of white light that enveloped biubiu Rabbit, and with a wave of his hand, made it appear behind him.
Aoki frowned upon seeing this. "This is... Reverse Cursed Technique, it actually restored the Cursed Technique... Not only that, this aura has become even stronger..."
After settling the biubiu Rabbit in, Igarashi Amaha set her sights on Aoki and the others.
"Gentlemen, how have you been?" Igarashi Amaha said casually, as if greeting an old friend.
"This..." Igarashi Amaha's seemingly casual reminiscing left the others somewhat puzzled by his thoughts. The Mahito beside him, glancing at Igarashi Amaha's body, seemed to have an idea and spoke first, "Truly remarkable, to actually..."
But before he could finish speaking, he felt a suffocating aura lock onto him.
"If you hadn't spoken, I would have really forgotten about you." Igarashi Amaha smirked and pointed a finger lightly at Mahito.
Splash! Splash!
The next second, countless vortexes suddenly appeared in the void, and dozens of black shackles shot out from them, firmly locking the Mahito in place!
The sudden attack startled everyone. What was wrong with them? One second they were laughing, and the next they were throwing a heavy punch.
The Jogo reacted quickly, immediately enveloping its fist in flames and smashing it head-on against the chains.
Bang!
"What!?" To everyone's surprise, the slender chain did not break, nor did it even sway.
Igarashi Amaha beckoned with his finger, pulling the Mahito closer to him. He looked him up and down, saying, "These chains aren't exactly high-class, but they're not something just any Tom, Dick, or Harry can break." He then looked directly at the Mahito with a half-smile and said, "Aren't you right?"
The Mahito kneeling on the ground had a ferocious expression, his flesh and blood throbbing uncontrollably, trembling uncontrollably, as if he were being subjected to some inhuman torture, causing him unbearable pain.
The chains do more than just imprison; the oppressive force emanating from them constantly torments the Mahito. Furthermore, they also silence the Mahito's ability to speak, since screaming in Mahito would be quite noisy...
"Let me guess, this should be its true form this time. Its domain has already failed; this is its last life." Igarashi Amaha's eyes turned cold, and he placed a hand on the Mahito's crown. "Take one last look at this world, trash."
Having said that, he exuded an aura of power, like a monarch, and issued his final command.
"Die."
Dao·"Xi"──!!
"Waaaaaaahh...
The Mahito's eyes were wide open, his face was even more ferocious, and he struggled desperately, tears streaming down his face as he looked at Jogo and the others, pleading for help.
" Mahito "
Jogo Dagon, along with Hanami Yu who had just woken up, would not stand idly by and watch their good brother die. They all rushed forward without hesitation to rescue him.
With one hand pressing down on the Mahito's head and the other behind his back, Igarashi Amaha raised his golden eyes and indifferently glanced at the group upon hearing the commotion. "I don't recall ever allowing you to move."
Boom!
As the voice faded, a golden bolt of lightning flashed in the Sky Manipulation, and a gravitational pressure several times stronger than that of the Shoulong descended with a thud, causing the three to kneel on the ground with a bang! The impact created countless cracks in the ground.
At that moment, the black dragon beside Igarashi Amaha let out a soul-shaking roar, causing their brains to spin for a moment.
And so, they watched helplessly as their friend died before their very eyes, unable to do anything about it.
"Waaaaaahhhhhh!!! Waaaaahhhhhh!!!"
Bang!
Mahito have experienced the greatest pain since their birth, born of humans and dying at their hands.
The Special Grade Cursed Spirit — the Mahito —ultimately vanished into thin air as a wisp of smoke in the hands of Igarashi Amaha.
The people kneeling in the distance, including Jogo Jogo, all had bloodshot eyes, staring intently at Igarashi Amaha, wishing they could tear him apart alive.
"So... so strong." Biubiu Rabbit in the back stared wide-eyed at the man in front of her who looked like an emperor, and murmured unconsciously.
Aoki, at the very back, also realized something was wrong. Igarashi Amaha was now far beyond his expectations. With such terrifying fighting power, the pack of chickens and dogs he had summoned probably wouldn't even withstand a single blow, let alone kill him. He guessed only Sukuna could possibly fight him...
What kind of monster is this bastard...?
Aoki clenched his teeth, unwilling to accept defeat. Was it only through Sukuna that he could achieve his wish? He was so close, how could he not be?
Fortunately, I'd already taken Incarnation those guys beforehand. The person in front of me isn't Sukuna, but I suppose that guy would be interested too...
What are you thinking about?
Just then, a mocking voice suddenly rang out behind him. In an instant, Aoki felt his blood run cold, and he held his breath as he slammed his fist into the back of him.
"That's very rude of you. How can you point your fist at someone?" Igarashi Amaha reached out and gently pushed away the fist that had stopped beside her cheek.
Aoki staggered backward, his eyes wide as he stared at his fist, muttering to himself in bewilderment, "Is it 'block'? No, it's more like ' Limitless '! What's going on? How did he do that without his Six Eyes!? It's unbelievable."
Faced with Aoki's doubts, Igarashi Amaha gave an ambiguous answer, "' Limitless '? Six Eyes? They're just my subjects, I'll use them. What's so strange about that?"
"You might as well not say anything..." Aoki glanced at the few people still kneeling on the ground, then looked at Igarashi Amaha, thinking to himself: They should be here by now, those guys...
But the arbiters of this battlefield seem to have had enough.
"It's time to put an end to this farce." Igarashi Amaha looked up at the blood-red Sky Manipulation, and his Cursed Energy began to surge!
He slowly raised a finger and pointed at Jogo and the others. In an instant, the surrounding air began to contract, and purple atomic fluctuations gathered at his fingertip!
Crackle!
Purple atomic energy intertwined with sparks of electricity, and a chilling power spread across the entire battlefield.
Resentment and "Admonition" --!!
Aoki stared in disbelief at the scene before him, "This, this is..."