A Bizarre Adventure That Begins in Jujutsu Kaisen

"Very good...very good!"

The volcano above erupted with even thicker black smoke and sparks. Louhu raised his left hand and fiddled with the plug-like knob decoration on the side of his head, as if tuning a music.

With a soft hissing sound of pressure release, dozens of menacing-looking flying insects emerged one after another from the volcano-like structure on its head.

They are "firegrass worms," ​​a derivative of the Leaky Coral Technique. They have sharp, cone-shaped mouthparts, are about the size of a human fist, and are dark purple in color. Their buzzing wingbeats are teeth-grinding.

These flying insects locked onto the two composed figures below, emitting sharp, eerie hisses, like a swarm of sharks that had caught the scent of blood, and suddenly accelerated their charge!

Not only do fireflies possess powerful physical kinetic energy, but once they hit or approach a certain range, their extremely unstable internal magical energy structure instantly becomes unbalanced, triggering a large-scale sympathetic explosion that indiscriminately sprays out high-temperature flames and shock waves.

This is not over yet.

As the swarm of fireflies shot out like arrows, Louhu suddenly bent his knees and pushed off the ground, causing the ground beneath his feet to explode.

Using the recoil force, it leaps high into the air, instantly lifting itself 150 meters off the ground. Its hands are raised high behind its sides, making a pose similar to the starting stance of the Kamehameha, with a long river of flames flowing from between its fingers.

The sky suddenly darkened for a moment.

Immediately afterwards, at an altitude of about two hundred meters, a huge lava meteorite with a diameter of more than one hundred meters, wrapped in raging flames and black smoke, appeared out of thin air and crashed down on Kaori and Shiro's heads with a terrifying force that could destroy everything!

This is its ultimate move—"Extreme Strike: Meteor"!

"Whoever you are, since you dare to come here, let your deaths spread true power!" Louhu's roar mingled with the rumble of meteors tearing through the air, announcing the arrival of Doomsday.

However, faced with this deadly situation of being attacked from both above and below and having no way to avoid it, Kaori Itadori simply raised her left hand leisurely, her five fingers slightly spread, her palm facing down, and pressed lightly against the scorched earth beneath her feet.

Centered on the spot where she stood, a thick, scarlet tide of blood surged forth from the void, instantly overflowing her ankles, knees, and head, and continued to rise wildly.

The blood tide did not spread everywhere, but with the help of the barrier, it arched upwards and closed precisely, forming a perfect spherical protective wall with a diameter of about five meters that completely enveloped Kaori and Shiro in less than a fraction of a second.

The first thing to arrive is the impact and explosion of the firefly swarm.

Dozens of purplish-black flying insects rushed to crash into the spherical blood wall, and the violent explosions merged into a sea of ​​crimson fire.

The shockwaves repeatedly washed over the surface of the blood cells, causing them to vibrate violently and create dense ripples, but they were never broken through.

Then, true destruction came.

"Extreme Strike: Meteor" made slight adjustments to its trajectory in mid-air, its path precisely locking onto the pulsating spherical blood wall below.

At the moment of impact, lava encased the blood sphere and sank down, penetrating the asphalt road surface and completely destroying the roadbed below.

The next instant, a shockwave mixed with thick smoke, magma, and scarlet blood mist spread wildly in all directions from the point of impact.

An indescribable roar followed.

The sound waves transformed into a tangible impact, instantly tearing apart all the glass within a one-kilometer radius, shattering the windows of the apartment building into fragments.

When Louhu stopped the output of the curse power from the Extreme Strike, the lava constructed by the curse power gradually lost its fiery color and dimmed.

The blinding light and billowing smoke slowly settled, revealing the scene at the center of the explosion.

The earth-shaking "meteorite" has disappeared, leaving only a huge crater tens of meters deep with dark red lava flowing along its edges, resembling a hideous scar on the earth.

At the very center of the giant pit, the five-meter-diameter spherical blood wall still stands firm like a reef in the sea.

The Louhu, now back on the ground, stared intently at the crimson sphere below with its single eye. Its previous anger and confidence had been replaced by shock, confusion, and apprehension.

Is this for real...? This can't cause any harm...

Is the "Crimson Blood Manipulation Technique" really that powerful? What exactly are their techniques?

Let's try again.

Louhu lunged forward, grinning to reveal a mouthful of black teeth. His palms were enveloped in concentrated magical power and high temperature, enough to sublimate all matter, and he pressed straight at the two people inside who seemed to be unable to react due to the blood tide shield obscuring their vision.

Since long-range attacks can be evaded and defended by various means, it must get close and unleash its power at point-blank range, pouring all its destructive force into the opponent's body without reservation!

Just as Lou Hu thought he had seized the best opportunity and extended his hand, time seemed to be cut into a single frame.

It seemed as if an extremely faint black shadow flashed past at the edge of its field of vision, followed by a strange sensation from its wrist joint.

The attack by Louhu froze.

Without any violent impact or intense clash of magical power, it was like a hot knife slicing through butter. Its hand and arm separated, spinning and flying to the side, turning into two bursts of sparks and remnants of magical power in the air.

Nani! ?

Louhu stared intently at Silang.

The opponent maintained its calm and composed posture, holding the long sword, as if the blow that severed its hand was merely a casual brushing away non-existent dust from its body.

But... what kind of speed is that!?

That long sword even seemed... never fully drawn?

Or is it that the drawing and returning of the sword are completed within the same millisecond, so fast that it exceeds the capture limit of its dynamic vision?

Louhu couldn't even sense how the other party drew, swung, and sheathed the sword; he only saw the flowing blade patterns like wisps of cloud drifting in the night sky.

This speed completely surpasses its previous understanding of the "special grade" category.

Even the first-level sorcerers known for their agility, or the instantaneous bursts they themselves pride themselves on, appear clumsy and slow in comparison to this one.

That smile, a mixture of confidence and cruelty, had completely vanished from Louhu's distorted face and, perfectly in accordance with the "law of conservation," had transferred to the face of the white-haired creature opposite him.

There was no joy in Shiro's smile. It was more like the expression of a master who had already reached the summit, looking down at the beginner at the foot of the mountain who was using all his skills. Seeing that the beginner had exhausted all his moves but could not even touch the hem of his clothes, he showed a slightly disappointed expression.

Fighting with a bare hand is inherently unequal, not to mention that the weapon in his hand is the Shadow Strike of the Superior Cursed Tool "Oni-kiri".

In the tradition of Japanese swordsmiths, when offering tamahagane (steel) to forge a famous sword, they often prepare a "shin-hachi" (true strike) and a couple of "kage-hachi" (shadow strikes).

If a replica is nearly indistinguishable from the genuine article, it can be given as a gift to a close friend; if it is of inferior quality, it is often buried and sealed away, never to be seen again.

The Shadow Strike in his hand at this moment is exactly the same as the True Strike "Oni-Kiri" in every aspect, including strength, hardness, toughness, sharpness, and curse enchantment.

The only drawback is that it failed to inscribe the corresponding spell effects through a specific blood sacrifice ritual.

Therefore, it is not unreasonable to regard it as a "blank" top-grade spell tool without any special abilities, but with the ultimate in materials and craftsmanship.

With such a sharp weapon that can cut through iron like mud, he only needs to focus on pushing his own speed limits without distraction.

Louhu, however, had many more concerns.

How to predict the trajectory of that slash that transcends vision, how to defend against that relentless, seemingly endless blade, and... how to preserve the precarious dignity and life of a top-tier cursed spirit in the face of such overwhelming power.