Simultaneous Transmigration: We Share a Role-Playing System

Chapter 88 [Walking in the Mortal World - Gold]

After Jintian Jinglong destroyed the barrier, the scene of the crowd evacuating was fully recorded by a live broadcast helicopter high in the sky. However, strangely, when the on-site host was gripped by extreme fear due to the cursed spirit, the viewers in front of the television could not see the "monster" they were talking about at all.

A few minutes later, a new broadcast suddenly appeared, with crows circling in the sky revealing the cursed real world to everyone without reservation.

In an instant, the entire world was in an uproar. Coupled with the previously officially endorsed information about curses and spirits, a massive and heated discussion erupted on the internet.

"No way? This can't be real, can it? These monsters really exist? Is our world really that dangerous?"

"Hey, hey, hey, why is Tokyo full of these monsters? The streets, skyscrapers, plazas, parks are all crammed with them, there are just too many! But why aren't they moving?"

"Didn't you see? On the top of the tallest building in the square, something is constantly releasing energy waves, as if it's suppressing those monsters called cursed spirits."

"Really? I zoomed in to take a closer look, and it looks like a knife?"

"A knife?"

Meanwhile, Mingming, a first-level sorcerer who earned hundreds of millions in broadcasting fees from this broadcast, swirled the wine in his hand, propped his head up with his hand, and slowly said, "To be able to suppress tens of millions of cursed spirits with just a single sword, Jintian Jinglong—"

After a brief pause and a sip of celebratory wine, Mingming continued, "Truly, what a terrifying fellow."

Putting aside the suppressed cursed spirits and the giant monsters that are constantly resurrecting, the most captivating part is the battle between two real monsters in the heart of Shibuya.

As the heart of Tokyo's trendy shopping district, Shibuya has long since been reduced to a shocking ruin after a series of fierce battles.

Once hailed as the world's busiest all-way intersection, the road surface has cracked into several deep trenches, and the clear zebra crossings have been completely covered by a sea of ​​blood transformed by the Crimson Blood Manipulation Technique. Broken glass, broken bricks, and twisted metal debris have covered the entire street.

The surrounding skyscrapers, which used to be illuminated by giant neon screens all night long, have half of their structures collapsed, with exposed steel bars protruding menacingly from the shattered concrete.

While saving others, Yuujin Itadori gradually fell into a disadvantageous position while fighting against the two Sukuna. The ritual of the demon Onijuro allowed Sukuna to gradually regain the power of the "Sukuna Oni" and gain the strength to confront Yuujin Itadori head-on even without relying on sneak attacks.

The two men stood firmly in the center of the square, their four hands locked in a fierce battle of fists. The force of their struggle swept away the surrounding blood and debris, creating a violent storm of blood-red fury.

The terrifying force, enough to shatter the ground, caused their legs to sink deeper and deeper into the concrete beneath their feet. Su Nuo, however, grew increasingly excited with each fight, roaring wildly amidst the surging storm of blood and debris: "What's wrong with you, kid? If you keep worrying about those people's lives, it looks like you're going to lose!"

"If you lose, I will kill everyone here! Right here in front of your head, I will slaughter them all!!!"

Sukuna's words instantly ignited the raging fury surging in Itadori Yuujin's chest. He forcefully blocked the black flash that was coming at him, not even having time to pay attention to the excruciating pain of his broken bones and exploding curse power. He slumped his waist and dropped his shoulders to unleash a thunderous Iron Mountain Lean, sending Sukuna flying.

Su Nuo flew backwards for more than 400 meters like a cannonball, crashing into three reinforced concrete buildings along the way. Amid the deafening crashes, billowing dust instantly swallowed his figure.

Blood was still gushing from the wound torn open by the black flash, and every breath brought sharp pain as if his internal organs were shifting, yet Huzhang did not pause for even a moment.

He had no intention of using the reversal spell to heal his injuries, not even giving Su Nuo a fraction of a second to catch his breath. A hoarse roar rolled from his throat as he uttered the incantation that should have belonged to the King of Curses, word by word.

"Dragon Scales, Reverse Hair, Pair of Meteors!"

The moment the words fell, the [Solution] that was powerful enough to cleave the world burst forth, tearing through the dust with its unstoppable force, and fiercely slashing towards Su Xiong deep within the dust.

Tiger Staff didn't pause for a moment; the power of the spell surged wildly at his fingertips, simultaneously beginning to build up power for [Blood Piercing].

Amidst the smoke and dust, even the King of Curses was unable to completely withstand this replicated fatal strike. He managed to withstand the attack with his superhuman strength, but his body was still severed at the waist.

But he didn't even utter a sound of pain. With all four arms exerting force at the same time, he forcefully snapped his separated upper and lower body back together. Just as the positive curse power of the reversal spell was about to cover the wound, the [Blood Piercing] spell, which came flying through the air, was already carrying destructive curse power and slammed into his body!

The [Blood Piercer], imbued with all of Yuujin Itadori's magical power and capable of automatically locking onto the opponent's vital points, struck without the slightest deviation. The scalding blood bullet, carrying destructive power, first pierced straight through Sukuna's abdomen, and in the instant before its momentum subsided, it precisely locked onto his head, piercing through his brain. Along with the bullet, the buildings and road surface of the entire street behind him were completely blasted and cleared away by this single blow.

The core of the curse and the core of the spell were completely destroyed at the same moment, and even the two-faced Sukuna, who had lived for thousands of years, had no power to reverse the situation.

The immense vitality drained rapidly from his broken body; his knees buckled and he crashed heavily to the ground, collapsing completely as if all his strength had been drained.

His blood mingled with Hisahito Itadori's blood on the cold ground, forming a blinding crimson that spread continuously in all directions, the blood flowing like a torrent.

Seeing this, Yuujin Itadori slowly relaxed. After using the Reversal Technique to heal his injuries, he slowly walked up to Ryoumen Sukuna, his expression somewhat complicated.

He originally did not want to kill the other party, but the situation was beyond his control. First, Sukuna inexplicably became stronger, and then millions of cursed spirits ravaged the entire Tokyo, forcing him to divert his attention to saving people.

Otherwise, he wouldn't have had to fight so hard. Moreover, Sukuna's intuition was quite terrifying. Every time he tried to release his domain, Sukuna would rush up to interrupt him or escape from the domain's capture range without releasing his domain to clash with him.

But now it's all over. Ryoumen Sukuna died at his hands once again.

Just as Itadori Yuujin stood there pondering, the crows overhead broadcast his victorious moment online, allowing everyone to witness this clash of titans.

"Croak! To see such a clash of titans, even dying would be worth it!!!"

"Can humans really do this? This is superhuman! So there really were gods in ancient times. Could that four-armed monster really be the legendary demon Sukuna-no-Oni?"

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Just as the internet was filled with cheers and celebrations of the good guys' victory, some sharp-eyed netizens quickly noticed something was amiss.

"Hey! Is that guy still alive? He seems to be moving!"

Yuujin Itadori, who had only staggered a few steps, was completely unaware that the corpse behind him, which should have been utterly lifeless, was slowly rising to its upright position with a grating sound of bones grinding together.

His four arms were covered in blood, and all twenty fingers were severed at the root. His head, which had been pierced and shattered by blood, had only half a nose and a complete mouth left. Inside his mouth, the twenty fingers that he had personally crafted into cursed objects were stuffed full.

Having only witnessed Frost Rope being used once, Ryoumen Sukuna completely mastered the method of creating cursed items.

Realizing he was about to die, he did not hesitate to refine all twenty of his fingers into cursed objects, and then stuffed them all into his mouth, so that after his death, his body would become a new "body" to carry his cursed objects, thus completely reversing life and death.

Just before Itadori noticed the anomaly, Sukuna's Adam's apple bobbed as he swallowed all twenty cursed fingers from his mouth.

The bloody holes in the brain and abdomen, pierced by the blood, were instantly healed under the positive incantation of the reversal technique.

When Itadori Yuujin finally realized that the terrifying cursed power had suddenly erupted and turned around, Ryoumen Sukuna had already broken through all the distance and flashed right in front of him.

He raised his hand and pressed his palm firmly against Itadori Yuujin's face, the corners of both mouths uncontrollably curving upwards, almost bursting into maniacal laughter, yet still chanting the incantation in perfect sync, releasing the [8] in a mere 0.02 seconds, capable of shredding everything in the world.

He knew perfectly well that with that full-power [8] blow aimed at his face, as long as the brat was still a human being of flesh and blood, there was absolutely no chance of him surviving.

With his mind settled, just as the incantation ended and the slash of [8] completely erupted, Sukuna uttered a victor's declaration to Itadori Yuujin beneath his palm: "Goodbye, brat. I'm afraid I'll never forget you."

The next instant, a blinding white light flashed before Sukuna's eyes. Before he could realize something was wrong, the wrist covering Itadori Yuujin's face burst open with a spray of blood. Nishikida Keiryu had appeared out of nowhere, standing between him and Itadori Yuujin.

By the time Su Nuo's consciousness caught up with his body's instinctive reaction, he had already retreated more than 400 meters away, relying on his extreme perception of deadly threats.

Meanwhile, Hisahito Itadori, who had narrowly escaped death, stood stunned in front of Keiryu Nishikida, his face still filled with lingering fear.

"Are you alright, little one?"

"You are—Mr. Kinta Kyōryū?"

Upon seeing the person who arrived, Huzhang visibly relaxed, but with a lingering sense of guilt, he scratched his head helplessly.

"I'm sorry, I..."

Looking at Hisahito Itadori, who had shed all the responsibilities of the future and was now only a young boy with a sense of awkwardness, Kinta Kageryu knew very well that he was still just a fifteen-year-old child.

He gently interrupted the boy's self-blame: "It's alright, you've done enough. Don't be so hard on yourself, Itajimaru."

Four hundred meters away, he saw his long-awaited opponent. The fighting spirit surging in Ryoumen Sukuna's chest instantly overwhelmed the instinctive fear that had penetrated to his bones just now.

He stared intently at Jintian Jinglong's figure, roaring out the other's name in a voice filled with barely suppressed madness and fanaticism.

"Kishida Kyoryu! Come here! Fight me! I now possess the power to rival you!"

Faced with Sukuna's frantic challenge, Nishikida Keiryu simply turned his head and glanced at him indifferently.

With just a glance, the King of Curses, who had been displaying his wild side, froze abruptly, his roar stuck in his throat, unable to utter a single word. Only then did Nishikida Kageryu turn his head back to look at Itadori Hisahito in front of him.

"I have to deal with a more difficult task now, so I'll leave Su Nuo here to you."

Seeing a hint of hesitation in Itadori's eyes, he raised his hand and gently patted the boy's shoulder, his tone steady yet carrying an undeniable power: "The civilians in Shibuya have basically been evacuated, so you no longer need to hold yourself back."

So—show your full strength, Hisahito Itadori.

Encouraged by Nishikida Keiryu, Itadori nodded heavily, all the worries in his eyes disappearing. He turned around and faced the two Sukuna again. On his clenched fists, the mutated features of the Nine Phases of the Cursed Embryo Diagram and the dark red curse marks were slowly appearing along his knuckles.

The utterly ignored reality struck Ryoumen Sukuna's face like a poisoned slap, instantly escalating the rage within him to its peak. He strained, his surging magical power coursing through his body, and roared deafeningly at Nishikina Keiryu's retreating figure: "Nishikina Keiryu!!!"

The mere act of roaring that name carried a veiled accusation, a furious anger at being humiliated, and a bitter resentment at being denied a fight—a sentiment both men present understood perfectly. Yet, Jintian Jinglong merely glanced at him dismissively before turning away, refusing to utter a single word in response.

In that instant, a sharp, piercing pain suddenly exploded from his extreme anger—a dull ache called loneliness that had haunted him for thousands of years.

He once thought he had finally found the meaning of his existence, found the nemesis he had to defeat, and was finally free from the loneliness that no one could understand.

Unexpectedly, the other party never treated him as an equal from beginning to end.

His overwhelming rage had nowhere to go, so he could only stare intently at Jin Tianjinglong's retreating figure, roaring with all his might, "You just wait! After I kill this brat, I'll come looking for you!"

"Kim Tin Kingryong! You just wait! I will definitely come looking for you, I promise!!!"

However, the response he expected never came. In the end, the only response to his hysterical screams was the silent wind that swept through the ruins of Shibuya.

The moment he realized the main character had appeared, Mingming made a decisive move, focusing the observational perspectives of the vast majority of his crows on Jintian Jinglong.

Nishikida Keiryu walked alone among the ruins of Shibuya, slowly making his way to the core area where cursed spirits and monsters resided.

Even the terrifying beings who could strike fear into the hearts of top-tier sorcerers froze in place, all their cold, surging gazes, filled with violence and madness, fixed on him as he slowly approached.

This scene, as seen by everyone, resembled Don Quixote rushing alone towards the windmill, carrying an almost naive courage and an unwavering determination in the eyes of others.

But they were completely unaware that, in the eyes of those they regarded as "windmills," the protagonists of this confrontation had been completely reversed from the very beginning.

They are the overconfident challengers.

[Warrior's Way - Silver] + [Hidden Master - Silver]

[New trait acquired]

【Walking in the Mortal World - Gold (Limited)】

[Passive: Increases all status effects by 60%]

[Passive: Skill proficiency increased by 300%]

[Passive: Skill acquisition difficulty reduced by 90%]

[Skill: Enter Divine Descent state, which consumes Popularity Points to gain a temporary boost to combat power]

[500 Popularity Points / 50% Temporary Battle Power]

No upper limit

[Popularity Point Acquisition Efficiency +300%]

Walking among mortals with the bearing of a god.

You are more likely to attract divine attention.

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