Jujutsu Kaisen: I have everything I need now!

In an instant, the troll shadows walking in front seemed to be stimulated, their size swelled up again, and they stopped attacking in different directions and instead locked their targets on Mayi.

Seven or eight mountains of flesh, exuding a suffocating sense of oppression, came from all directions to encircle and attack.

"Mai! Run!" It was Kamo Noriki who shouted, his face as pale as paper.

In this situation, let alone Shin'i, even a top-tier mage would probably be crushed to death if it were just a physical collision.

"What should we do?"

Zhenyi took a few steps back and looked back at the new moon of December in front of her.

"Ordinary attacks aren't working. We need to switch gears." December's voice was frighteningly calm. "These guys think they're invincible because they're tough. Let's show them what real 'heavy firepower' is."

"How much?" Zhenyi asked.

"Now, with your body strengthened previously, coupled with the adaptability of our souls..." December paused, a hint of madness flashing in her eyes, "...three-tenths. Can you handle it?"

Three out of ten.

That sounds like a small amount.

But you should know that the power of the runes within December is the ultimate power that can reshape the world and dominate the elements.

And now, three-tenths is enough to make this world of sorcery feel pain.

"Enough with the nonsense." Mayi felt her blood boiling, as if magma flowed through her veins. "Bring it on!"

"good!"

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The first day of the twelfth lunar month is no longer oppressive.

"boom!"

An invisible wave of energy suddenly erupted from the two of them, spreading outwards.

The troll shadows that were originally charging forward were actually forced to stop in their tracks by this shockwave.

In everyone's view, Zhenyi's figure began to blur.

No, it's not vague.

The air around her was distorted by the high temperature.

Under everyone's gaze, Zhenyi slowly raised the revolver in her hand.

The silver revolver was undergoing an astonishing transformation. Crimson patterns, as if alive, crawled all over the gun barrel, and a jet-black red dot, seemingly capable of swallowing even light, appeared at the muzzle.

That was extremely compressed dragon flame.

"Th...what is that?" Yukichi stared blankly at the readings on the screen; the energy detector had exceeded its limit. "This kind of magical power output...top-tier? No, this isn't magical power at all!"

Mayi's eyes had now turned a molten gold-red. She couldn't feel the weight in her hands, nor could she sense the enemies around her; her world consisted only of that voice.

That voice roaring deep within her soul.

"Burn!"

On the first day of December, his fingers overlapped Zhenyi's, and he pulled the trigger.

"【Dragon Blast - Mitsunari】".

No sound.

For a moment, the world seemed to go deaf.

Everyone only saw a beam of light.

A beam of incandescent light, not thick, only about the thickness of a wrist, but so bright that it was impossible to look directly at it, burst forth from the muzzle of Zhenyi's gun.

Unlike the previous fire dragons, it didn't roar and rage; it was quiet.

Extreme silence represents extreme destruction.

The beam of light instantly pierced through one of the shadow trolls charging at the forefront.

There was no rebound, no absorption, and no obstruction.

The troll shadow, which had just displayed astonishing defensive capabilities and blocked the attacks from the Kyoto High School students, seemed to melt the moment it came into contact with the pillar of light, leaving a large hole in its chest.

Immediately afterwards, the beam of light continued its momentum, piercing through the first one and striking the second, the third...

The five troll shadows in a straight line were instantly skewered like candied hawthorns.

The sound didn't arrive until the pillar of light disappeared into the depths of the forest behind Kinkaku-ji.

"Sizzle—!!!"

That's the sound of air evaporating.

Then came the collapse.

The five troll shadows that were pierced did not exude black mist from their wounds; instead, golden-red cracks spread outwards.

"No...impossible!" the masked old man cried out in terror. "Their defenses are invincible! How could you...?"

"Invincible?"

Zhenyi turned her head and looked at the old man.

Her trench coat fluttered in the heat, her hair danced in the wind, making her look like a Valkyrie who controlled fire.

Behind her, the previously indistinct "nothingness" now vaguely revealed a shape in the distorted air caused by the high temperature.

It was a tall, slender male figure, with his hands behind his back and a disdainful look in his eyes.

Although it only lasted for a moment, everyone saw it.

That was the first day of December.

"In this world, nothing is an absolute defense." Mai's voice overlapped with another male voice, echoing, "If there is, it's because our firepower isn't enough."

"Disperse!"

With a low shout from Zhenyi, the five troll shadows that had been frozen in place instantly exploded into a sky full of sparks, leaving not even a trace.

This is three-tenths of the power of the Dragon Talisman.

"A monster...a monster!"

The remaining troll shadows instinctively felt fear and began to retreat.

"Don't be afraid! Attack! Kill her!" the old man roared hysterically. "Her attacks must be incredibly taxing! She won't last long!"

indeed.

After that blow, Mayi's arm trembled slightly, and her skin turned red, as if she had been burned.

But her eyes shone even brighter.

"Consumption?"

On the first day of December, she chuckled softly in Zhenyi's ear.

Tell him this is just a warm-up.

Mayi took a deep breath and raised her gun again. This time, she didn't aim at a single enemy, but instead moved the muzzle horizontally.

"Since burst fire is too troublesome, then... let's clear the area."

Dragon Blast

The trigger was pulled repeatedly.

"Bang bang bang bang bang bang!"

Six bullets transformed into six roaring fire dragons in the air. But this time, the fire dragons were no longer scattered; instead, guided by the power of the new moon's psychic energy, they intertwined and merged, finally transforming into a vast, all-encompassing sea of ​​fire.

The sea of ​​fire was like a giant net, engulfing all the remaining troll shadows, along with the old man.

"Aaaaaaahh ...

Screams echoed throughout the room.

Those once-proud, formidable defenses melted and evaporated rapidly under the scorching heat of the dragon flames. The troll shadows struggled and writhed in the sea of ​​fire, finally vanishing into nothingness.

The plaza in front of Kinkaku-ji Temple was instantly transformed into a living hell.

Strangely, the raging fire dragon seemed to have eyes, perfectly avoiding Todo, Kamo, Miwa, and the others who were lying on the ground, and even the ancient buildings next to it were not affected in the slightest.

The flames died down.

All that remained on the field was a scorched black earth and the old man kneeling on the ground.

His mask was half burned away, revealing half of his face covered in burns. His tuxedo had long since turned to ashes.

"How could this be...?"

The old man trembled as he tried to touch the tattered mask on his face.

"The Troll Clan... is a symbol of power..."

"strength?"

A pair of boots stopped in front of him.

Zhenyi looked down at him, the gun pointed at his forehead.

"A beast that only knows brute force has no right to talk about strength?"

December 1st stood beside Zhenyi, looking at the tattered mask.

"It seems this mask is of good quality; it wasn't completely burned," December commented. "However, the consciousness inside should have been scattered."

"it's over."

The last bullet precisely shattered the remaining half of the mask.

As the mask shattered, the old man's eyes rolled back, and he fainted. In that instant, a massive black aura suddenly surged from his body, attempting to escape.

"Trying to run away?"

On the first day of the twelfth month, he snorted coldly and reached out to grasp the hand.

The black aura was grasped by an invisible hand. At first, the black aura struggled wildly in December's hand, until a golden-pink light flashed in December's eyes, and the black aura in her hand finally calmed down and transformed back into a brand new mask.

The battle is over.

Kinkaku-ji Temple has returned to silence.

The revolver in Zhenyi's hand finally couldn't withstand the terrifying heat and cracked into pieces with a "crack," falling to the ground.

Her body went limp and she fell backward.

But she did not fall.

The power of the psychic energy of the first day of the twelfth lunar month was like a gentle bed, supporting her.

With her eyes closed and the corners of her mouth slightly upturned, a milky white light began to shine on her body. This was the power of the [Horse] talisman. Although it was different from the instant healing it had provided before, its healing ability was still quite good.

Not far away, everyone from the Kyoto school was dumbfounded.

Aoi Toudou stared wide-eyed, forgetting to wipe the blood from the corner of her mouth. Noriyuki Kamo dropped the bow from his hand. Kasumi Miwa even forgot to breathe.

Is this still... Zhenyi?

Although they had already witnessed this power last night, they were still taken aback at this moment.

"This is...too powerful..." Nishimiya Momo murmured to herself.

Higashido Aoi suddenly burst into laughter, which aggravated her wound, causing her to wince in pain.

"Hahaha! Great! That's fantastic!"

He struggled to his feet, looking at Mayi being supported by his telekinesis, and the invisible yet incredibly powerful mass of "air" beside her.

"Even though you're not my type of woman, I still accept you!"

Inside the cockpit of the machine gun, Yukichi watched the energy reading on the screen gradually decrease to zero. Although the unknown energy source had disappeared, he seemed to have explored such a monstrous power in his memory, but he couldn't quite remember it.

"Hello!"

Zhenyi opened her eyes and looked weakly at the group of disheveled classmates.

"Stop standing there daydreaming. Clean up this mess."

She tossed the mask that the new moon had handed her to Kamo and pointed to the unconscious old man on the ground.

"That guy still needs to be interrogated. And..."

She looked towards the direction of the Golden Pavilion, which, although unaffected by the flames, had suffered some damage from the previous battle.

"If you don't want to get yelled at by the abbot, you'd better clean up this mess quickly."

After saying that, she closed her eyes again, letting December use her telekinesis to carry her to the wrecked car—although the car was broken, at least she could sit and rest for a while.

December 1st looked at the group of students who, though injured, had regained their sparkle and smiled gently.

The trouble in Kyoto has been resolved.

But this is just the beginning.

He raised his head and looked at the eastern sky.

"Next... is Tokyo Bay."