Slayer of Gods: I lied; I became the agent of the Nine Gods.

"Wow~~~"

Lu Yu immediately realized what was happening, and looked at the golden ancient bell with great joy.

"It's Master Taiichi's signature magic weapon!"

During the dozens of days she studied with Taiyi, he never used it, although she was always very curious about what this divine artifact, which had accompanied Taiyi since his birth and dominated the primordial world, actually looked like.

But Lu Yu thought he should be reserved in front of his white moonlight, so he held back until the end of the class without saying a word, but now he sees it in another world.

"What are the effects of this Chaos Bell?"

The little girl poked the swaying demon, whose heart melted at her adorable expression. Before the demon could even process what she was saying, he instinctively blurted out:

"The Chaos Bell is the magic weapon of Lord Donghuang. It is said that... it can suppress heaven and earth, and when it is rung, it can also manipulate time... But we have never seen the bell rung, so we don't know if the rumors are true or false..."

Lu Yu nodded thoughtfully.

She looked at the clock, as if she could see through its solid exterior to its interior.

Rime arrived at the Chaos Bell once again, attempting to freeze what he considered an "evil object" with ice in order to rescue Ryoumen Su Nuo.

As if casually, Lu Yu asked the demon beside him a question:

"If someone rings it, can we verify it?"

The lark nodded, its face radiating undisguised pride.

“When the Eastern Emperor Bell rings, the entire demon race will attack. Therefore, at this time, we should smash the bell with the corpses of our enemies to offer a blood sacrifice to the demon race.”

Upon hearing this, the girl felt a slight sting in her mind, but she didn't pay it any mind.

She watched the clock vibrate and hum, as if it were gathering strength.

Immediately afterward, when Rime's attack landed on the Eastern Emperor Bell, a faint golden light flashed, followed by a soft sound, and the Eastern Emperor Bell finally moved.

It suddenly shrank, flew into the air, revealing the pink-haired boy below, and the two Sukuna beside him, which had already turned into several broken fingers.

When Rime saw this, she almost cried out, "Lord Suku Nuo?!"

Lu Yu whistled: "Hey, it hasn't turned to ashes yet..."

She looked up at the ancient bell, only to see the magical artifact gently swaying and flying towards her.

Lu Yu subconsciously raised his hand and caught the bell that had shrunk to the size of his palm.

When the slightly warm ancient bell landed in my palm, it began to shake without any wind, accompanied by a distant sound, as if the echoes of the past lingered in my ears.

For some reason, an image suddenly flashed into Lu Yu's mind—

The setting sun casts its glow on the banners, and the golden crow weeps blood.

No race survived in this world.

The familiar lark flew through the sky, taking one last look at the earth that had nurtured it, before crashing into the ancient bell that sank beneath the setting sun.

"Today, my demon race will use our own flesh and blood to ensure that our enemies will never return..."

"Today, my demon race, with tens of thousands of souls, prays to heaven and earth for a glimmer of hope..."

The lark could no longer sing its mournful song; it fell to the horizon, finally heading towards the freedom of death.

They were all tired of war...

But they had no choice but to fight this calamity...

Their emperor has fallen to the witch clan, leaving only the Eastern Emperor...

With a final sigh, the Eastern Emperor, who had previously ignored the affairs of the demon race, transformed into a golden divine bird, stepping on the blood and tears of his demon comrades and elder brother, his cries echoing through the air.

"Today, my demon race... has used my entire life's worth of no progress, my whole body of flesh and blood, my very soul..."

The divine bird cried out, singing the hymn that the demon race had not yet finished chanting—

"A lament for all living beings, a sorrow that will last for eternity..."

He no longer clung to anything, and alone struck the Eastern Emperor Bell that had accompanied him throughout his life...

"Boom——"

The bell, silent for tens of thousands of years, rang out its final mournful cry at this moment.

For the tragedy of this lich race, for its master.

Time did not turn back, nor was that so-called chance of survival ever granted...

They slumber beneath this ancient bell, vanished without a trace...

When that melodious beam of light shone down on the ground, all that could be seen were traces of blood.

…………

Whose memory is this...?

Why is that perspective, looking down from below, revealing the unspeakable...?

"I'm late..."

In the darkness, a voice seemed to be weeping, and it stirred something within Lu Yu's heart.

She opened her mouth, but only managed to utter that one sentence:

"It's not too late, this time, it's not too late..."

"Lord Su Nuo!! Lord Su Nuo!!"

Rimei's voice pulled Lu Yu back to reality. She subconsciously looked at the lark beside her, who also looked over and tilted its head.

"Does Your Highness find that guy noisy? Then I'll go kill him!"

Lu Yu's eyes held a complex expression.

The bird, with its melodious song, was unharmed and did not collide with the bell...

Lu Yu shook his head, looking at the cursing master with the bob haircut kneeling on the ground, her eyes glazed over.

Before she could speak, she saw Shen Qingzhu swing a Soul-Severing Blade and sever Li Mei's neck.

Lu Yu: "!!!"

Wow, this... Dude, aren't you a bit too fierce?

Shen Qingzhu understood her expression and snorted coldly, "What are you doing? What are you keeping her for? For the New Year?"

"...No, I don't think so...I just want to find free labor..."

The reconstruction of the jutsu world requires talent. Just Rime's dedication to following Sukuna for a thousand years is enough to make her a capable person. With a little brainwashing, she can provide Gojo Satoru and the others with a free tool!

Although the "tool person" is gone now...

Lu Yu didn't feel too much regret, after all, Rimei, as a curse master, had killed quite a few people...

Her memorial service is still running, so you can naturally see the cause and effect behind Rime, and you won't feel sorry for a heinous person.

"So what should we do with that guy?"

Shen Qingzhu glanced at Lu Suo, who was in a sorry state due to the demons, and didn't seem to think it was a big problem.

After all, it's a one-to-many situation with Lu Suo now...

Yujin Itadori slowly woke up, and the moment he looked up, he touched his chest. After confirming that there were no wounds on his body, he realized that Ryomen Sukuna was no longer on him...

but……

The boy thought of the two girls he had killed; they seemed to be Xia Youjie's adopted daughters, yet they had been killed by Ryoumen Sukuna...

Just as the boy was feeling sad, he heard Nanami Kento calling his name and quickly ran over: "Nana-ming!"

After confirming that Itadori Hisahito was completely unharmed, Nanami Kento turned to Shikao: "His fingers..."

Did it really turn into that thing on the ground?

Shika nodded: "They have separated, but it's unclear whether Yuujin inherited Sukuna's technique..."

Yuuji Itadori tested it for a moment, then exclaimed with some surprise, "Yes! Although I'm not very skilled at it..."

Lu Yu nodded, took out the Prison Gate Blade from his pocket, and while looking at the spell tool, used [Better Late Than Never] once more.

"Prison gate, open."

Then, before Lu Suo's nearly collapsing gaze, the prison gate twisted rapidly, instantly creating an opening. A black and white figure then slowly emerged from within, under everyone's watchful eyes—

"Hey...long time no see, everyone..."