Curse Returns, a gamble from the start, I awaken dual spells

Chapter 147 Heaven and the Tyrant

Rito's body was propelled forward by inertia.

He didn't have time to think about why Fukushiro was here, nor did he have time to ask how Itachi and Fukushiro entered the Death Return Journey.

Because Fuhesh'er's fist had already arrived.

It's purely physical strength.

It's so pure it's chilling.

Rito turned to the side, his fist grazing past Rito's ear. The sensation of the fist scraping against his skin felt like being cut by a blade, with a dry and burning sting.

Before he could retaliate, Fuheshchen's knee had already struck him.

too fast.

Rihito's pupils contracted sharply. He crossed his arms in front of his chest and took the knee strike head-on.

boom!

A dull thud echoed through the underground passage, sending Rito's body sliding three meters backward, his shoes leaving two charred marks on the ground.

His arms were numb, and his bones felt like they had been hit with a hammer.

"Is this... Heaven and a tyrant?"

Rito looked up at the man standing in the middle of the passageway.

Fuhesh did not pursue, but simply stood there, tilting his head slightly.

His muscles were clearly defined in the dim light, each one looking as if it were born for killing.

There was no fluctuation of magical power, and no sign of any spell.

But it is precisely this "absence" that evokes true fear.

"Rational people!"

The sound of Tiger Staff came from behind.

Rito didn't turn around, but out of the corner of his eye he saw Itajima running over from not far away, his clothes still covered in blood that hadn't dried.

Fukuro followed behind Itachi, his expression as silent as ever, but his clenched fists and slightly white knuckles betrayed the turmoil in his heart.

"How did you get in?" Rihito asked in a low voice, his gaze fixed on Fuheishen.

"We're worried about you!" Itadori's voice was urgent. "You, Senpai, and Zhang Xiang have been here for three days, and we haven't heard a word from you!"

He walked to Rito's side, clenched his fist, and his gaze also fell on the man in front of him.

"Why didn't you call me to save Gojo-sensei? I could have..."

"Itadaki," Rito interrupted him, "It's dangerous here."

"I know," Itadori's voice became calm, "that's why I came."

Li Ren was silent for a second.

Then he turned his head and glanced at Fu Hei.

Fukuro didn't speak, but his face bore the exact same expression as Itajimaru's.

There was no hesitation, no fear, only the silent declaration of "I am here".

Liren opened his mouth, but before he could say anything, he opened it.

The dark figure moved again.

Fuhesh disappeared from the spot.

Pure speed, so fast that the eye cannot even catch the trajectory.

Rito only had time to feel a gust of wind coming from the side, and he instinctively raised his right arm to block it.

boom!

The fist slammed into his forearm with the force of a truck hitting him head-on.

Rito's body tilted to the left, and he barely managed to regain his balance by pushing off the ground with his feet.

But Voxel's next attack followed.

This time it was an elbow strike, aimed at his temple.

As Li Ren looked down, the elbow grazes the top of his head and slams into the concrete wall behind him.

boom!

A hole the size of a washbasin was smashed into the wall, and rubble fell to the ground with a crackling sound.

Li Ren's body slid back three meters, and before the numbness and pain in his arms had subsided, Fu Heishen's figure had disappeared from the spot again.

This time, his target was Japanese knotweed.

Itachi's reaction was incredibly fast; he changed his position almost the instant that Fuheshen disappeared, crossing his arms in front of his chest.

boom!

Tiger Stick's body flew backward, smashing the glass door of a shop behind him, shattering glass shards all over the ground.

His body rolled twice in the shards of glass before stopping, his school uniform was cut in more than a dozen places, and blood seeped out from the wounds.

"Katana!" Fushiguro Megumi's voice carried a hint of urgency.

He quickly formed hand seals, and the shadows on the ground began to surge. A huge white dog-like creature leaped out of the shadows, opening its blood-red maw to bite at Fuheishen's neck.

Without turning his head, Fuheishen punched the dog-like creature in the side of its face.

boom!

The giant dog-shaped shikigami let out a mournful howl, its entire body was smashed and sent flying, rolling several times on the ground before turning into a black shadow and disappearing.

Li Ren's pupils suddenly contracted.

"This is—the heavens and the tyrant." He repeated the word in a low voice, his gaze fixed on the man.

Fuheshchen stood in the middle of the street, slowly turned around, and glanced at Itachi.

When his gaze fell upon Fushiguro Megumi, a complex emotion flashed in his eyes.

The emotion was very subtle, so subtle that it was almost imperceptible, but Li Ren noticed it.

That was—something akin to acceptance?

But the next second, that emotion vanished.

Fukugoro Shigeru took a sudden step, and the asphalt road beneath his feet cracked instantly. He charged towards Fukugoro Megumi like a cannonball.

"Kuro!"

Before Rito could think any further, the cursed power within his body erupted instantly.

He spread his right hand outstretched, and an invisible ripple spread out from his palm.

Li Ren's magical power condensed in his palm, and an invisible ripple spread out, instantly freezing a layer of frost on the asphalt road surface, which then spread towards Fu Heishen's feet.

"Zero coffin!"

Frost climbed up Fuhesh'er's calves like a living thing, trying to freeze his legs to the ground.

But Fuheshchen only glanced down, and with a slight exertion of his muscles, the frost emitted a cracking sound.

Fuheishen's lips curled up, as if mocking Liren's powerlessness.

He took a step, and the ice beneath his feet shattered with a crack, sending shards of ice flying that shimmered in the moonlight.

He was like a wild beast unleashed, continuing to charge towards Fushiguro Megumi.

Li Ren gritted his teeth.

Zero is his only means of control, but it is much less effective against opponents like Fukushiro who rely purely on physical strength.

Unless the domain is directly expanded.

But Shen'er's Heaven and Curse grant him immunity to the area's guaranteed hits.

Therefore, whether or not to expand the scope of the field is not decisive at all.

"Itadaki! Fukuro!" Rito whirled around, his voice booming through the ruins, "Retreat!"

Itachi had just climbed out of the broken glass when he heard Rito's shout. He paused for a moment, but quickly understood what was going on.

He looked at Fuheishen's calm eyes, then glanced at Fuhei Hui, who was forming hand seals to summon Moxu Luo.

"Fukuguro, let's go!" Itachi rushed over and grabbed Fukuguro Megumi's shoulder.

Fukuguro Megumi's hand seals were interrupted. He looked up at Fukuguro Shinji, a hint of resentment flashing in his eyes.

But he wasn't one to hesitate. He took a deep breath, recalled his shikigami, and turned to retreat with Itadori towards the alleyway.

Fuhesh stopped and did not give chase immediately.

He simply stood there, his gaze lingering on Fushiguro Megumi's retreating figure for two seconds.