The magnetic field rotation that began in Jujutsu Kaisen

Chapter 78 Magnetic Field Rotation! (Give us a bite to eat!)

Dong Yangping's voice ripped through the night sky.

His body was still several kilometers away, but his senses had already locked onto that area.

Then he saw the two culprits.

A one-eyed monster with blue skin and a volcano-like head. Half of its body was missing, as if it had been torn off by something.

The remaining half of his body is slowly regenerating using magical power.

Another pale-skinned monster covered in black stripes.

Its lower body was completely sheared off, leaving only its upper body struggling on the ground.

Where the branches were cut off, something like tree twigs was wriggling, trying to regrow.

A water clock.

Flower Royal.

Two top-tier cursed spirits.

Dong Yangping recognized them.

In the original work, they are the top beings among the cursed spirits and are the main villains in the later stages.

But now, they've been beaten into this horrible state by Shen Er alone.

"Hana-no-Mikoto!" the monstrous sieve on the volcano roared hoarsely, "Kill that man! Get that knife back! Don't let the lava melt!"

[At this point, I hope readers will remember our domain name: 202ᴋᴋs.ᴄᴏᴍ]

It refers to the Soul-Releasing Blade.

That cursed artifact that ignores defense and can directly attack the soul.

In the battle just now, Shen'er used this knife to make them suffer greatly.

Hua Yu did not answer.

But it controlled the surrounding trees, twisting them into a thick spear, aimed at the charred figure in the center of the lava lake.

"What an amazing human," Hanami said, her voice low and hoarse. "Even without any magical power, she's so strong. She almost killed both of us by herself."

The water clock was panting.

"If I hadn't used my domain to bombard him at the last moment, and if you hadn't held him back—we would really be dead here today."

It looked down at its mangled body, a flicker of fear in its eyes.

"This man is so terrifying that even a domain cannot lock onto him."

Hua Yu nodded: "Therefore, he must die."

That wooden spear was aimed at Shen'er.

Ready to throw.

Dong Yangping saw this and was extremely anxious, feeling a pang of regret.

If Tian Ni Mou were still in Shen Er's hands, would the situation be completely different today?

At this moment, Tian Nimu was still stuck in Lu Suo's brain, all because of his own caution—

Dong Yangping had never regretted anything in his life as much as he did at this moment!

"Hurry up!"

Dong Yangping murmured, his body accelerating wildly in the air.

"Hurry up!"

"Faster!"

"Get moving, everyone!!!"

Every cell in my body was trembling violently.

The bioelectricity that was originally flowing smoothly suddenly exploded like gasoline that had been ignited.

Electric current.

A stronger current.

An endless flow of electricity.

They surged, roared, and tore through his body.

His speed broke the sound barrier.

It broke twice the sound barrier.

three times.

Four times.

Five times.

The air in front of him was compressed into a white shockwave, and wherever it passed, the glass on the street below shattered.

His body began to glow.

A blinding, violent, white electric light that seemed to tear everything apart.

magnetic field.

The magnetic field around him was expanding wildly.

The magnetic field, which originally could only cover an area of ​​one kilometer, is now expanding outward.

Two kilometers.

Five kilometers.

Ten kilometers.

The entire western part of Tokyo was clearly presented in his perception.

Every building, every street, every person.

And those two cursed spirits.

And so on.

Hua Yu's wooden spear was thrown, whistling through the air as it pierced straight through Shen Er.

Just as it was about to pierce that charred figure—

A beam of white light descended from the sky.

"boom-!!!"

The entire Mount Yuyue was trembling.

The white light crashed directly into the forest.

A terrifying shockwave spread outwards from the point of impact.

Trees were uprooted, rocks were shattered into dust, and the lava lake was whipped up by the shockwave into towering waves.

The flower and the water clock were sent flying backward by the shockwave.

They struggled to their feet and looked at the spot where they had landed.

The smoke and dust slowly dissipated.

A figure stands in the middle of the lava lake.

His body was wrapped in blinding white lightning, which danced and hissed around him like wildly beating snakes.

His eyes were fixed on them.

Those eyes held a complex mix of emotions, filled with anger and regret.

At the same time, he exuded a kind of calm that was unsettling.

And—madness!

"You—you all—"

Dongyang Ping opened his mouth.

Each word struck the hearts of the two cursed spirits like a heavy hammer.

"die."

He raised his hand.

The next second, the entire mountain exploded.

It is a magnetic field.

It was he who fully activated the rotation of the magnetic field.

A terrifying force, centered on him, swept outwards in all directions.

The mountain collapsed.

Rocks are crushed.

The magma was compressed into countless tiny particles.

The two cursed spirits didn't even have time to scream in the face of this power.

Their bodies seemed to be gripped by an invisible giant hand.

Then crush it.

The water clock's single eye was wide open to its limit.

Its body began to disintegrate from the edges.

Those blue skins, those patterns of cursed power, those tissues that were just beginning to regenerate—all turned to dust.

"What...what is this...?"

It only had time to utter those few words.

Then it disappeared.

The same goes for Hana-gyu.

Its body, its branches, its black stripes, its root-like head—all were crushed into the finest dust.

Two top-tier cursed spirits.

Two smug-looking top-tier cursed spirits.

In the blink of an eye, it vanished into nothingness.

The smoke and dust cleared.

The entire Mount Yuyue no longer exists.

What was once a mountain is now just a huge, deep pit.

At the bottom of the pit, lava was still flowing.

Dong Yangping stood in the center of the magma, and the hot liquid automatically separated beneath his feet.

He turned around.

Look at that rock.

That charred figure is still there.

He walked over.

With each step, he shattered the rocks beneath his feet.

Each step was accompanied by a leaping spark of electricity.

He walked up to Shen'er.

She looked down at him.

The man lay on a charred rock.

The entire body is carbonized.

He is not breathing.

There was no heartbeat.

Only the faint, almost imperceptible bioelectricity in Dong Yangping's magnetic field perception proved that he was still alive.

Dongyang Ping squatted down.

Reach out.

That hand was trembling.

This was the first time he had ever realized that his hands could shake like this.

He placed his hand on Shen'er's chest.

Bioelectricity surged in.

It's not for fighting.

It was to preserve that last glimmer of hope.

"Shen'er."

Hoarseness.

"Don't die!"

no respond.

Dongyang Ping took a deep breath, stood up, and gently picked up Shen'er.

That once towering man is now as light as a feather.

Dong Yangping held him and flew out of the lava lake.

Fly out of that deep pit.

Flying into the night.

He was faster than when he arrived.

It was almost to the point that his own body could no longer withstand it.

The skin is cracking.

The muscles are tearing.

The blood is boiling.

But he didn't care.

He simply accelerated again and again. At the same time, he used the magnetic field to protect the charred man in his arms.

Because Dong Yangping knew that every second later meant a greater danger.

"quick----"

he murmured.

"Faster—"

"Faster—"

He remembered many things.

I remember the day I first met Shen'er.

Remembering the man with the scar on his lip, I looked at him warily and asked, "Are you going to rent it or not?"

Thinking back to those days of sparring, the two of them fought until they broke bones and vomited blood, and then drank together.

I remember Shen Er holding Hui Shi, his clumsy yet tender manner.

I remember the light in his eyes when he said, "Someone is waiting for you to come back."

"You can't die."

Dong Yangping's voice trembled: "Your wife is still waiting for you."

"Your son is still waiting for you."

"You also have unborn twins!"

"You haven't seen them grow up yet."

"You can't die."

"Your life has only just started to get better, it's not even on the right track yet, how can you die!"

Dong Yangping's voice grew increasingly hoarse.

His eyes were a little red.

But those weren't tears.

That's blood.

The capillaries ruptured under immense pressure, and tears of blood streamed down her face.

But he didn't care; he just flew, flew desperately.

He covered a distance of more than ten kilometers in less than a minute.

The courtyard came into view.

Ninety-nine Yuki was already standing in the courtyard, anxiously looking around.

She saw Dong Yangping descend from the sky carrying someone, and her expression changed instantly.

What?!

She rushed over.

When Dongyang landed, his legs went weak and he almost knelt down.

But he steadied himself and gently placed Shen'er on the ground.

"Reverse the spell!" Dong Yangping's voice was hoarse. "Quickly!"

When Kujukyuki squatted down and saw Shen'er's appearance, his pupils contracted violently.

But she did not hesitate.

She raised her hand, and the white light of the reversed spell surged wildly into Shen'er's body.

once.

twice.

three times.

Shen Er's body began to show some changes.

The charred skin began to crack.

It's not a tearing crack, it's a healing crack.

Below, new skin is growing.

But his heartbeat still hadn't returned to normal.

His breath still didn't come.

Tsukumo Yuki's face grew paler and paler.

Her magical power was being consumed rapidly.

The reversal spell itself consumes a huge amount of energy, especially when it is cast on someone else.

"Not enough—" she murmured, "Not enough—"

Dong Yangping looked at her, then he reached out and pressed his hand on Shen'er's chest, and bioelectricity surged into her again.

It maintains life while stimulating cells.

To bring those burned cells back to life.

Let that stopped heart beat again.

To make those dead organs work again.

once.

twice.

three times----

I don't know how much time has passed.

Suddenly—Shen'er's body moved slightly.

It was very slight, but Dongyangping felt it.

He looked down at the tightly closed eyes, which slowly opened a crack.

There was no focus in those eyes.

But he saw Dongyangping.

His lips moved, but no sound came out.

But Dongyang Ping understood.

He was saying—"Hui—"

Dong Yangping took a deep breath.

"Shut up, stop talking. Live and go back to tell them yourself."

Shen'er's eyes closed again.

But his heartbeat began to return.

Although it is slow and weak.

But it is indeed jumping.

Dongyang Ping slumped to the ground, panting heavily, blood still flowing from his body.

Yukiko Tsukumo slumped down beside him, her face pale.

The two looked at each other but said nothing.

But they all knew that they almost lost too much that night.

In the distance, the sound of Xiang Naihui's footsteps could be heard.

She ran over and saw Shen'er on the ground; her face turned deathly pale instantly.

"Shen'er-jun————"

She rushed over, knelt beside him, her hands trembling, too afraid to touch him.

Dong Yangping looked at her.

Looking into her eyes, I saw the fear and despair.

He recalled that moment just now.

If I arrive even one second late.

If you fail to push yourself to the limit and break through.

if----

"He'll be alright," Dong Yangping said, his voice hoarse. "He's lucky to be alive."

Xiang Naihui raised her head and looked at him.

There were tears in those eyes.

"Mr. Dongyang————"

"Stop talking." Dong Yangping stood up. "Carry him inside. Take good care of him."

He turned and walked outside.

Tsukumo Yuki watched his retreating figure.

"Where are you going?"

Dong Yangping did not answer; he simply walked into the night.

Under the moonlight, Dong Yangping stood in the center of the ruins of Mount Yuyue.

Because Dongyang Ping came and went very quickly, although the commotion was loud, the people attracted by the noise had not yet arrived.

The huge pit was still steaming.

He stood there, looking at everything he had shattered.

The scene from just now flashed through my mind.

Even the charred body, with its faint bioelectricity.

Those two cursed spirits.

And there was that strange and immense power I had just felt.

What is that?

It is not driven by electric current, nor is it sensed by magnetic field.

It's something completely new.

It's a real—magnetic field rotation!

He raised his hand and looked at his palm.

There, blue lightning bolts were leaping.

Brighter, more stable, and stronger than before.

Dong Yangping clenched his fist.

The lightning bolts vanished instantly.

Instead, an invisible force took its place.

The surrounding broken rocks began to slowly float up.

Thousands upon thousands of pieces.

They floated in the air, revolving around Dongyangping.

Like planets orbiting stars.

Dongyang Ping looked at them.

His current mood is strangely calm.

It's like the period of enlightenment after indulgence —

It was eerily calm, so calm that it didn't resemble the frenzied person from just moments before.

Dong Yangping knew that something had changed.

"Emotions—" Dong Yangping murmured.

He recalled a special path through which the magnetic field rotated.

mood!

It's not just about the use of strength, but also about the expression of emotions.

Talent determines the lower limit.

Emotions determine the upper limit.

Just now, when he saw Shen Er on the verge of death, his emotions broke through the limit.

Therefore, his power also broke through the limit.

"Is this how you use emotion? Something's not right—"

"so----"

He looked at his hands.

"From now on, I'm a crazy guy?"

Dong Yangping smiled, a smile that carried a hint of relief.

So be it, I'll be crazy.

As long as it can protect the people you want to protect.

As long as we can prevent that from happening again.

So what if he's crazy?

He turned and walked outside, but stopped after a few steps.

He turned around and glanced at the deep pit.

"clepsydra! Hanayu!"

Dong Yangping sensed something and whispered, "Did it run away? As expected, without the power of cursed attacks, it's ultimately difficult to kill a cursed spirit."

"Next time, I'll have to use lightning or incorporate emotions into a magnetic field —"

"Wait, I'll come looking for you again—"

Dongyangping disappeared into the night.

By the time we got back to base, it was almost dawn.

Dongyangping walked into the courtyard and saw that Jiujiu Youji was still guarding Shen'er's bedside.

Xiang Naihui lay down next to him and fell asleep.

She was still holding his hand.

Dongyang Ping walked over and looked at Shen Er.

His complexion was much better than before.

Most of the charred skin had already peeled off. The new skin was pink, like a baby's.

His breathing also became steady.

My heartbeat has returned to normal.

"He'll be alright," Yuki Tsukumo said softly.

Dong Yangping nodded: "I know."

He turned and walked out of the room.

Tsukumo Yuki stared at Higashi Yohei's retreating figure, a look of worry in her eyes.

Dongyang Ping is acting very strangely, but Jiujiu Yuki can't quite put her finger on what's wrong.