Jujutsu Kaisen: I have everything I need now!

"Fushiguro Megumi... why aren't you here yet?"

Just then, a dark crack suddenly appeared on the calm sea surface.

"Domain Expansion - Embedded Dark Courtyard!"

The shadow beneath his feet instantly surged, and Fukuro Megumi knelt half-kneeling in the shadow, his face pale as he maintained this incomplete domain, neutralizing the guaranteed hit effect of Tuogen.

"Yo, reinforcements have finally arrived." December 1st spat out a piece of meat, its eyes fixed on Tuogen with a frenzied look. "Hey, red octopus..."

Before he could finish speaking, an even bigger variable occurred.

From the gap in the domain forcibly torn open by Fukuro Megumi, a man's figure slowly emerged. He wore a black bodysuit, was burly, and his eyes held no emotion, only a beastly desire for slaughter.

At that moment, the air froze. The pupils of the Zen monk Jitsuji trembled violently upon seeing the newcomer.

Zenin Maki gripped the [Wandering Cloud] tightly, her knuckles turning white from the excessive force. She felt a tremor from the depths of her bloodline—the absolute suppression of her ultimate physical body over this "half-finished" Heaven and Curse.

"Watch out!" December 1st's voice was hoarse.

Almost before anyone could react, Shen Er moved. His speed had exceeded the limits of visual perception; even a sorcerer of Zen-in Jigoku's caliber could only catch a fleeting black afterimage.

"Whoosh!"

He ignored everyone else and accurately locked onto the strongest wielder of the cursed artifacts in the entire arena—Maki. Maki felt an irresistible force surge through her hand, and [Wandering Cloud] changed hands in an instant.

He even gripped the long stick and rubbed both ends violently against the sand, grinding the blunt end into a sharp spike capable of piercing anything.

"Roar—!" Tuogen sensed the threat of death and frantically manipulated a massive number of shikigami to surge towards Shen'er.

However, this meant nothing before the heavens and the tyrant. Shen Er swung the Wandering Cloud in his hand, each strike accompanied by an explosion of air, and those shikigami that were destined to be hit couldn't even get within three feet of him. He was like a bulldozer, charging straight towards Tuo Gen amidst flying flesh and blood.

"Pfft!"

The tip of Youyun pierced Tuogen's eye with precision, followed by a barrage of attacks like a storm.

Kamo Noriyuki and Miwa Kasumi stood frozen on the beach, having never witnessed such violent and efficient carnage. This was no longer a battle of magic, but a pure physical process of utterly crushing a curse.

With a mournful cry of despair, the massive body of the Tuogen disintegrated under the barrage of piercing clouds.

"Splash—"

The sunshine, the beach, and the sea faded in an instant. The collapse of the realm instantly transported everyone back to the B3 level of Shibuya Station.

"Phew... Is it over?" Miwa Kasumi slumped onto the cold concrete floor, panting heavily.

"No, it's only just begun." December 1st stared at the man standing with a stick, exuding an aura of death.

Once a spirit puppet loses its target, it will spontaneously attack the strongest being present.

In Shen'er's perception, December 1st, radiating a dark golden light, was more dazzling than any other sorcerer at this moment.

"Bang!"

The ground beneath his feet collapsed instantly, and he thrust his stick straight at the heart of December 1st.

"Saku!" Kokichi's mechanical pill issued an urgent alarm.

There was no way to avoid it on the first day of the twelfth lunar month. He simply gave up on defense, his feet firmly planted in the ground, and at the instant that the cloud pierced through his shoulder, he used his left arm to clamp the long staff tightly.

On the first day of the twelfth month, he spat out a mouthful of blood mixed with fragments of internal organs, his dark golden pupils fixed on Shen'er's lifeless face.

A flicker of doubt seemed to cross Shen Er's otherwise unwavering eyes. He increased his strength, and You Yun writhed wildly within December's body, producing a sickeningly loud cracking sound, yet the boy before him remained alive.

"Come help!"

Within his sea of ​​consciousness, the dark golden spirit dog talisman began to tremble violently, its dark golden light rapidly dimming. Its power was weakening! The coercive force of the Undying Rule showed spiderweb-like cracks.

The dog charm's effect is almost up.

A flicker of doubt seemed to cross Shen Er's otherwise unwavering eyes. He keenly sensed that the unsettling aura emanating from his prey was diminishing.

"Tsk, of all times." December's knees buckled, and he almost collapsed to the ground.

Fushiguro Megumi looked at the man, a strange feeling making his heart pound. But he knew even more clearly that if he didn't do something, December would be torn to pieces on the spot.

"Hey! You monster, come at me!"

Fukuhei suddenly formed a hand seal, and the shadow beneath his feet instantly transformed into a huge black swamp from which countless rabbits darted wildly, densely obscuring Shen'er's vision.

"Shadow Spell - Fleeing Rabbit!"

Immediately afterward, Fushiguro Megumi's figure vanished into the shadows. In that ultimate dynamic capture, Shen Er indeed abandoned the rapidly weakening December 1st.

"Whoosh!"

Shen'er's figure transformed into a black streak of light, chasing after the direction in which Fuhei Hui's shadow had disappeared.

Just then, the mechanical watch on December 1st's wrist emitted an extremely faint "click" sound.

The dark golden light that had been forcibly holding his shattered body together vanished completely.

The next moment, an extremely powerful magical force suddenly surged from the katana beside December Shuo. It instantly enveloped December Shuo's entire body, and his broken ribs and shattered internal organs began to writhe, regenerate, and reassemble wildly within seconds.

"A reversal technique?" Takuma Ino exclaimed in surprise as he looked at the scene before him.

"Phew... I'm alive again." December No. 1, leaning on his katana, gasped for breath.

This was not because he had awakened the Reversal Technique. In order to deal with the fatal backlash after the Dog Talisman failed, he and Ieiri Shoko, while recuperating at Kyoto High School, used the Horse Talisman at its peak of vitality to forge a strict bond: he would provide the Horse Talisman's power amplification, while Ieiri Shoko would forcibly seal her own high-purity Reversal Technique power into this katana at the cost of being unable to use the Reversal Technique for the next twelve hours.

This power was his trump card, prepared specifically for the moment after the dog charm failed, to save his life.

An intense, scorching malice, far exceeding that of a demon, instantly enveloped the entire area.

"It seems you killed Tuogen."

A figure with a volcano-shaped crater on its head and wearing a black and white patterned coat slowly descended—a top-tier cursed spirit, Louhu.

The moisture in the air evaporated instantly, and scorching magma began to flow across the ground.

"December, take the others and leave." Nanami Kento stood in front of the group. Even though this mature man was exhausted, there was no sign of backing down in his eyes.

"Need not."

On the first day of December, he looked up, and golden-pink light gathered in his eyes, as if it were about to burst forth at any moment.

......

Deep inside the tunnel.

Fukuro used shadow magic to corner Shen. However, before the final blow landed, Shen stopped. He looked at Fukuro, a complex glimmer of humanity appearing on his blank face.

"What's your surname?" Shen Er asked, his voice hoarse.

"...Fu Hei."

"It's not a Zen temple? That's good."

Shen Er's lips curled into a relieved smile as he stabbed You Yun into his own head. This man, capable of destroying everything, chose to exit the stage in an extremely selfish way.