Ultimate Life Begins with Injustice

"This is a bit boring..."

As Su Lun walked down the streets of Tokyo, his shadow swayed slowly with each step, like a silent companion.

Once upon a time, Tokyo's incredibly modern architecture proudly showcased the city's prosperity to the world. Its name was synonymous with dazzling lights, nighttime fireworks, and music.

Now, the countryside, devoid of neon lights and bustling crowds, appears incredibly desolate amidst the high-rise buildings.

He did not choose to kill non-magicians to gain points.

Killing twenty mage swimmers is far more efficient and simpler than killing a hundred ordinary people.

Although the rules state that "those who are initially inside the barrier have one chance to leave," this is not entirely true in practice.

According to information provided by a randomly selected lucky passerby chosen by Suren, the exact start time for the Death Return Tour is midnight.

Indeed, those who were still awake during that time period and left the barrier within the allotted time would not have to participate in this cruel game.

However, they need to leave within a specified time, which was not announced.

Secondly, they are only reminded by Xiao Jin after the "specified time" has passed, and are horrified to find that they have become "swimmers".

It is currently the tenth day since the start of the Death Return Journey. Even the "swimmers" who are required to participate in the Death Return Journey under "Rule 1" and awaken their spells outside the barrier still have nine days to reach the inside of the barrier.

So Suren could only roam inside the barrier, trying to find the scum who were camping the respawn point.

"But speaking of which, if these two barriers cover the location of the authorities, and those officials are unable to escape the barriers, the outside world will be in chaos."

This wasn't a sudden, whimsical idea from Suren, but rather a reflection of what would happen if the authorities were no longer in control.

And the higher-ups in the sorcery world... those old bastards are the scum of the earth.

When Suren and Zenin Maki arrived at Tokyo's First Barrier, these old guys claimed that cursed spirits would only appear in Tokyo, causing the density and intensity of cursed spirits throughout Tokyo to surge.

At the same time, instead of addressing the issue of the dead returning to their origin, they quickly issued orders:

Xia Youjie was confirmed to be alive and sentenced to death.

[By expelling Gojo Satoru from the world of jutsu, he is considered an accomplice of Natsuyu Suguru in the Shibuya Incident, and any attempt to unseal him will be punished as well.]

[The rating of Masamichi Nobi was changed to Special Grade, and he was sentenced to death for instigating Satoru Gojo and Natsuyu Suguru.]

[Hirohito Itadori's suspended death sentence is commuted to immediate execution, and Yuta Otokotsu is designated as the executor.]

This order, if not more trouble than chaos, was certainly baffling to Louis XVI.

That makes sense, though, not all the higher-ups in the world of sorcery understand sorcery.

Some don't even know what sorcerers do, but that doesn't stop them from being high and mighty and giving orders.

[A swimmer has added a ninth rule to the Death Return Swim: Swimmers can obtain information about other swimmers, including their names, scores, number of rule additions, and their current baffle.]

Suren opened the panel, and sure enough, a dazzling array of names and their corresponding points appeared before him.

Hiromi Higurashi, who shares the same barrier as him, now has over a hundred points.

The second martial arts fanatic, Lu Ziyun, who had 100 points four hundred years ago, has accumulated a full 200 points in just a few days. After adding the rules, he still has a full 100 points left.

However, Suren did not seek out these two sorcerers who possessed a large number of points, since it wouldn't be long before they would be handed over to the advanced specializations for use.

Suren turned a corner and arrived at another respawn point.

"Oh?"

Unexpectedly, he did not see the "target" he had originally planned to hunt.

Or rather, the prey they were preparing to hunt was now lying in a pool of blood.

"A single, fatal blow, with almost no residual magical energy, yet the technique was incredibly clean and efficient. This is a level two sorcerer..."

Suren was not annoyed at being beaten to it; on the contrary, he was very amazed.

"But a curse can only be dispelled by another curse; this is an ironclad rule, and once it is broken..."

Suren raised her voice slightly, as if she intended to speak to someone.

As his voice rose, two twisted cursed spirits rose from the lifeless corpse and pounced on Suren.

"That's how it will be."

Suren's clenched fist suddenly turned pitch black, and then he delivered a powerful punch that shattered the attacking cursed spirit.

"But you, a non-mage, actually killed a mage. May I know your name?"

Suren tried to make her smile appear peaceful rather than menacing.

"...On the mountain."

After a moment of silence, the man gave his answer.

He didn't give his full name, but Suren still managed to find him on the list of swimmers in Tokyo's First Barrier.

A total of twenty-five points proves that he killed at least five sorcerers, in a mortal body.

Although cursed spirits can be generated, there are already countless cursed spirits in Tokyo these days, so a few more won't make a difference.

"Yamagami-kun, I'll call you that from now on. Out of curiosity, I'd like to know, why did you kill these sorcerers?"

The man finally emerged from the shadows, wearing a mask and gloves, with a cold, piercing light behind his glasses.

Judging from the fluctuations of his magical power alone, he was far too weak and ordinary. Even though Suren possessed the five senses of the Heaven and the Tyrant, he only knew that he was there.

He held a gun in his hand, but he did not raise it or aim it. Instead, he placed the gun on the ground and then sat cross-legged with his hands clasped together.

It was a pool of local police officers' bodies. It was called a pool because Suren couldn't make out what the smeared area on the ground was. He could only tell from the tattered badge and the gun lying on the hill that it had once belonged to a policeman.

"Although they may still look the same on the outside, they are no longer the same people they used to be, and this will only continue to breed misfortune."

"I can't kill the monster that looks like my mother, but I can help others escape this pain and break the chains that intertwine and create more misfortune."

As he spoke, he seemed to have finished his prayer and stood up.

"Yamagami-kun, you were born to do great things..."

Suren was now genuinely impressed by him.

The two sorcerer swimmers killed on the mountain were both in the form of [physical bodies].

The "subject body" perfectly matches what he said: even if one retains the original host's memories and appearance, the original personality will be gradually devoured.

"I can get you a cursed tool so that killing a sorcerer won't spawn a cursed spirit. But let's find a more interesting target."

"Change targets?" Shan Shang asked, somewhat puzzled, not understanding Suren's words.

"I don't know if you've read 'The Biographies of Assassins'?" Suren's eyes gleamed. "The assassins who achieve great things always end up doing something big, something that changes the name of the ruler at the top, or even the course of the world."

"you mean?"

"Let's try... the Japanese authorities, who's somewhere out there. Maybe we can get some pretty good intelligence that way."

A smile crept onto Suren's lips; his "rapid thinking" had given him another inspiration.