Jujutsu Kaisen: All the Tenjinkai are good guys

The wooden sword looked ordinary, only the pure magic power attached to it made it more intimidating.

But the fluctuations were so strong that alarms kept coming out of Louhu's mind.

It was not as simple as it seemed.

It was like the fangs of a beast. The moment they were exposed, it meant that the beast had set its sights on the prey in front of it.

Louhu, who always regarded himself as a strong man.

At this time, he was in the position of prey.

Then came the instinctive fear of being swallowed by the predator.

Swallowed?

Fear?

Strange and ridiculous.

Intuition was wailing that it should escape, and reason felt a great anger after noticing the hesitation in its heart.

Louhu's expression became ferocious from a moment of trance, and his anger turned into flames and sprayed out from the hole on his head.

As Gintoki's blade slashed at him, a thick purple cursed force surged from his palm, as if to flood the entire sky.

"Crush me into ash?" His voice was sharp and loud. It seemed that as long as he could overwhelm Gintoki, he could hide his fear instinct.

"Stop bragging, kid! You don't even use your own techniques, you don't face your own essence, but play house games with humans. You are so shameless that you dare to say such things. Let me teach you what a cursed spirit should look like!"

Cursed spirits are born from human negative emotions.

The more profound the history of the earth, forests, and oceans, the more powerful they are that they cannot be easily conquered by humans, the more likely they are to breed strong fear.

So in this sense, the power of cursed spirits is also closely related to the reason for their birth.

Why is that!

The majestic cursed force that cannot be found from the outside, the feeling that cannot be explained as the origin, the cursed flesh has a human heart.

The most incomprehensible thing is.

So strong.

Even though Louhu was extremely angry about his instinctive retreat, the impact of the output of cursed energy still made his body and Gintoki distance themselves.

This was a very correct judgment. Close combat was absolutely disadvantageous, so he would just fight at a distance.

However, the fact was that there was no time to breathe a sigh of relief.

The maximum output of cursed energy was broken in an instant.

The thick dark purple curse itself did not react, just like a drop of water falling into the ocean, and no trace could be found at all, and it had already dissipated in the air.

Louhu's hands did not stop moving. While continuously spraying cursed energy, fire gravel worms emerged from his back, like flying bullets that made the air explode.

He stared.

Staring at the figure of Gintoki waving Lake Toya under the moon.

The tip of the knife did not waver at all. When they confronted each other at close range and the fire gravel worms could penetrate him in just a moment, he still had no intention of deviating from the target.

Lokhu couldn't help but sneer in his heart: What's the use of being strong? What's the meaning of having a lot of curse power?

Falling from a high altitude, he was so arrogant that he didn't even dodge the attack that was bound to hit him. Go to hell!

When Lokhu was sure that he had won.

Gintoki's scarlet eyes clearly conveyed the only message.

——Go forward.

The crisp sound of metal collision and the explosion sound came at the same time.

Gintoki didn't care about the shikigami at all. Lake Toya fell accurately on Lokhu's body from a cloud of smoke.

After that, Lokhu completely lost control of the situation.

When his mind was slow to react, countless miserable cracking sounds burst out from under the wooden sword.

Who is that poor ghost who was beaten continuously and could only passively bear the attacks?

Lake Toya has no blade, and the body of the cursed spirit is made of curse power.

But in the sky where the Kagura sung by the Angeki cannot reach, Ruhu feels that music is playing in his ears.

Under the continuous impact of the wooden sword, the body constructed by the cursed spirit is shattered.

Whether it is bones, cursed power, or soul, they all groan in pain.

It seems to be suffocated! Ruhu's eyes widened in horror, and almost in the next second, his eyeballs would roll out of his cracked head, leaving only a dead hole and dark purple liquid.

Under this absolute vacuum-like pressure, only Gintoki can respond.

"What do you know about me?"

The wind whistled beside him, and the bright moon hung high above his head. The silver hair was blown messy, and the uniform of the Jujutsu High School also floated upward against gravity.

But his expression was calm: "Because I was cursed by the flesh, I must stand on the side of the cursed spirit? How is that possible? It was only my heart that decided to be with those idiots."

"Your heart?" Leakage pot realized it belatedly, impeccableThe combo has ended.

His body was broken, but he kept the last bit of it.

Gintoki also kept his sanity in his anger and did not completely purify the clepsydra.

It was like chopping off the head of the clepsydra, but leaving a piece of flesh connecting the head and neck.

He precisely controlled the clepsydra to the point where it was only one hit away from death.

With this remaining cursed power as the root, and the endless fear of humans as nourishment.

After an unknown amount of time of rest and rest.

The clepsydra will surely be like a seed planted in spring, and will bear small fruits in autumn.

"Yes, my heart." Gintoki held Lake Toya in one hand, and did not look at the hideous state of the clepsydra that could be used to shoot a horror movie.

Instead, he raised his head and looked at the sky.

"To be honest, it doesn't matter what society and the world will become in the future."

Sometimes Gintoki would feel a fleeting confusion.

Is it really okay to indulge in it?

I got the script, but I still turned a blind eye to it and dreamed of happiness that made me want to laugh. Is this really okay?

"Won't you have any dissatisfaction? No matter how much you keep company with those humans, you are still a cursed spirit." Lehu's eyes stared at Gintoki.

"Why were we born in this world! Humans nourish us with fear, generations of sorcerers purged us, and countless cursed spirits died!"

"We are not afraid of death, we will continue forever, and we are a higher species than humans, but we can only hide. No! We should have the same status as humans and enjoy this world freely!"

Lehu roared.

Most of his body had turned into dust, but Lehu didn't care at all, just poured out his anger.

Even if Gintoki wanted to purify him at this moment, I'm afraid he wouldn't stop.

But he didn't move.

"Maybe I was just born in the wrong place. In another world, even if you look weird, you can still walk freely on the street. We call this a celestial being."

"Celestial being? What nonsense are you talking about, brat!"

"Okay, it's decided. Your next life mission will change from the cursed spirit revolution to finding a new world."

"What the hell is a new world? Who would give up their ideals and go find it just because of a few words from you!"

"It feels like a one piece! You can definitely start another series. This is a good opportunity to be noticed by the editor."

"What are you talking about!"