A Bizarre Adventure That Begins in Jujutsu Kaisen

Chapter 121 Fluid Control - Part 1 (2/5)

On the way to Vienna, Dio released "Shadowless" and "Mirror of Sacrifice" in advance and ordered them to conduct tactical reconnaissance beyond visual range.

The anti-childlike twins, like two invisible wisps of smoke, drifted across busy highways, through layers of curses and physical security gates, through empty or crowded corridors, and through tired eyes staring at computer screens, toward the headquarters of the International Atomic Energy Agency.

No one noticed, no one recorded, and even the most sensitive spell detectors were completely unresponsive, as if they were merely accidental aggregations of dust particles under the sunlight, or fleeting illusions in the shadows.

Meanwhile, Theo himself was in an inconspicuous black car.

As part of a convoy of three identical miniature vehicles, the car maintained an appropriate tactical distance and drove at a steady, unhurried pace along the sparsely trafficked intercity highway toward Vienna.

Starting from Berlin, whenever Theo passed through a town of any significant size, he would stop the car, step out, and calmly scan the streets, rooftops, vents, and even the dark sewer grilles with his "six eyes" that could perceive the flow of magical energy.

Frankfurt, Cottbus, Dresden, Görlitz, Liberec, Prague, Ishlava —

Like black pearls being guided by an invisible hand, the cursed spirit jades fell into his palm one after another.

After traveling south at a leisurely pace, we arrived at Klosterneuburg, a small town on the outskirts of Vienna known for its ancient monasteries.

At 1 p.m. on June 5, 2018, Theo emerged from the basement of an abandoned church, which reeked of mold and dust. He casually held a few newly refined spirit jades in his palm, intending to put them into his mouth.

"Hey! You over there! Don't catch cursed spirits!"

A loud shout, clearly filled with anger, suddenly came from a street corner in the distance, breaking the afternoon tranquility of the town.

Theo stopped what he was doing and turned his head to look in the direction of the sound.

A man with short brown hair, a thick beard, and a burly build strode over, his face full of anger.

He was clutching a 1.5-liter bottle of ordinary mineral water tightly in his hand.

Surprisingly, even during such vigorous running, the water inside the bottle remained almost completely still, unusually calm.

"Where did you come from?! Don't you know the rules of the game?! Do you think you can just touch the cursed spirits of Kloster Newcastle?!"

Before he finished speaking, he flicked the bottle cap with the fingers of his left hand.

With a loud "bang," the plastic bottle cap exploded as if it had been hit by a bullet and flew far away.

His right wrist then turned 15 degrees and pressed down.

The clear water in the bottle suddenly seemed to be manipulated by an invisible hand, splashing out in a spiral shape, twisting and stretching in mid-air.

It coalesced and, in an instant, transformed into a translucent Malay sword with a chilling gleam!

The sword spun rapidly, creating a sharp gust of air and a shimmering spray of water, accompanied by a buzzing sound.

His Fluid Manipulation technique can grant fluids a "temporary stable form" and "strength exceeding the physical limits of their underlying materials."

A common application is to inject magical power to instantly shape flowing liquids into cold weapons or tools of any shape, giving them hardness and strength that surpasses that of linear acetylene carbon and nano-negative energy interface alloys, while cleverly retaining some of the fluid's unique physical properties (such as deformation, penetration, dispersion, and recombination).

However, the technique itself cannot create fluids out of thin air; it requires readily available liquid materials. Therefore, he always habitually carries a large bottle of water, just as a swordsman carries his sword.

With a slight thought, Theo activated the power of "World| Time Stop," and in a moment imperceptible to others, calmly put all the cursed spirit jades in his hand into his mouth one by one before slowly speaking: "You don't recognize me?"

"I don't care who you are!!" The man pointed his sword directly at Theo without any politeness, the tip of the water sword trembling slightly.

"Once you're on the territory of Kloster Newcastle, you must abide by the rules established by the Leopold family! The cursed spirits here are not for outsiders to handle!"

Theo tilted his head, his gaze falling on the water sword in his hand.

A water manipulation technique? That's interesting.

The Heiwa and Kamo family's Crimson Blood Manipulation Technique is the same type of "fluid manipulation" ability, and in terms of the universality of the manipulated objects, it can even be said to be a superior form of Crimson Blood Manipulation Technique in a sense.

"State your name." Theo's tone was calm, yet carried an undeniable authority.

"Listen up, I am Scott Leopold, the future head of the Leopold family!"

The man flicked his wrist, and the tip of the water sword suddenly transformed into a high-pressure water gun, sending a torrent of water hurtling straight at Theo's face!

Theo slightly turned his body, and the water gun that adaptively adjusted its trajectory in mid-air grazed past his ear by a hair's breadth.

Behind him, the old stone wall that had been hit by the water gun exploded with a "whoosh," creating a crater the size of a bowl, sending rubble and dust flying everywhere.

However, the attack did not end there.

The water droplets that exploded did not land and splash like ordinary liquids.

They suddenly paused in mid-air, as if pulled by invisible threads, and regrouped and changed direction like living things, drawing a sharp arc in the air that defied the laws of physics, and then attacked from behind Theo's blind spot.

What's even more unpredictable is that the water droplets disintegrate on their own as they spin at high speed, turning into countless fine, yet incredibly sharp, high-speed droplets, like a spreading, deadly rain of needles, covering Dio's back and vital points all over his body.

Theo immediately put what he had just learned into practice, squinting his eyes and activating "Foresight." Without turning his head, he lightly shifted his feet, and his figure drifted about three zhang to the side and back like a fallen leaf blown by the autumn wind.

The rain of needles, flying at supersonic speed, whistled past the hem of his clothes, leaving a dense patch of dents in the wall in front of him.

Scott flicked his fingers in mid-air, and the water droplets that had missed their mark seemed to come alive, rising against gravity once more and rapidly rolling back into his palm, where they reformed into a shimmering, ever-moving ball of water that changed shape.

"Flowing Whip!"

His eyes flashed, and he flicked his wrist horizontally with lightning speed.

The water sphere was instantly stretched and extended, transforming into a water whip over five meters long with high-frequency vibrations at its edges, which once again pierced through the air.

This time, Theo didn't even bother to move.

He simply spread out the five fingers of his left hand and silently opened the summoning gate of "Spirit Manipulation Technique" in the air beside him.

The air around him visibly distorted and fluctuated, and an exceptionally tall figure, exuding a wild and untamed aura, stepped out from the ripples in space.

"Ōeyama Outo Maru" carrying a sake gourd stepped forward, blocking the path of the Ryūzan Whip.

It casually aligns the gourd's opening roughly with the incoming water whip.

The fierce, powerful Flowing Whip, capable of cutting through gold and jade, was sucked into the gourd's mouth without leaving a drop, not even a splash.

Scott's pupils contracted slightly: "Special Grade—A Cursed Spirit—?!"

He stared intently at Theo, his eyes filled with disbelief and barely concealed shock.

This person can summon top-tier spirits so easily? What's their background?!

Scott took a deep breath, his eyes suddenly becoming resolute.

Now that things have come to this point, the other party is clearly extraordinary, and there is no longer any room for reservation.

He glanced around and kicked an old-fashioned fire hydrant hard on the side of the road.

"Bang!"

With a louder bang than before, the cast iron cap was kicked to pieces by the violent curse force.

The high-pressure water column, reaching several megapascals, shot into the sky like a white, angry dragon breaking free from its restraints, splashing water more than ten meters away.

Instead of retreating, Scott advanced, taking a step forward and forcefully pressing his palm against the side of the raging water column, his magical power surging into it like a flood.

"Dream Creation," "Dream Nurturing," "Dream Body"

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The water boiled, expanded, and roared beneath his palm, as if infused with life and will.

"Fluid Mastery: Ultimate Style - Jormungandr!"