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

The air in the ruined square seemed to freeze.

The hand holding the rope paused slightly, and his gaze shifted from the prison gate in his palm to the figure emerging from the ruins.

Her pink hair swayed gently in the wind, the black lines on her face writhed like living things, and her pupils surged with undisguised excitement and savagery.

Hisahito Itadori's body was now completely occupied by another person.

The King of Curses - Two-Faced Sukuna.

"Hey, let me play with that toy you're holding."

Su Nuo's voice carried a lazy, languid tone, as if he had spotted some interesting little trinket by the roadside.

Juan Suo did not answer.

He simply watched Su Nuo quietly, his palm gently stroking the edges of the prison gate.

"That won't do," Juan Suo said gently.

"I have other uses for this toy."

"Really?" Su Nu tilted her head, her smile widening.

"Then let me put it another way."

His voice suddenly deepened, and his magical power surged from his body as if it were tangible, causing the rubble beneath his feet to fly in all directions amidst the shockwave.

Give me that thing.

boom!

Before he finished speaking, Su Nuo's figure had already disappeared from the spot.

The next instant, he appeared in front of Juan Suo Mian, his right fist tearing through the air and slamming straight into the opponent's face.

Juan Suo's pupils contracted slightly, and he retreated rapidly, while simultaneously creating a dark barrier in front of him with his left hand.

Bang--!!

The fist slammed into the barrier, producing a dull thud.

The barrier surface was instantly covered with cracks, and then shattered into countless fragments.

The coiled rope, propelled by the recoil, swung backward several meters before landing on the broken concrete pillar, its brow furrowing slightly.

"As expected of the King of Curses." For the first time, his voice carried a hint of seriousness. "Indeed, he is as powerful as the legends say."

Su Nuo did not answer.

He lowered his head, looked at his right fist, and frowned slightly.

"Tsk, still a bit weak, I didn't even manage to hit you." He said as if talking to himself.

"If you were in your prime, that punch would have smashed you and the ruins behind you to pieces."

"So you can only exert less than half of your strength right now." Juan Su shook his head slightly, a hint of regret in his voice.

"That's really... such a pity."

The moment the last word was uttered, a hand emerged from the shadows behind Su Nuo.

With his five fingers spread, a ball of extremely concentrated red magical power gathered in his palm, aimed straight at Su Nuo's back.

Su Nuo didn't even turn his head.

He simply turned slightly to the side, and the cursed ball grazed past his clothes, exploding into a crater five meters in diameter in the distant ruins.

"A sneak attack?" Su Nuo turned around and looked at the owner of the hand.

The water clock emerged from the shadows, while the crater above spewed black smoke.

"King of Curses, I have something to say to you."

Seeing this, Juan Suo's expression turned slightly amused.

"Oh? Tell me about it?" Su Nu tilted her head, a hint of interest flashing in her eyes.

Louhu raised his right hand, took out a cloth bag from his body, and then unfolded it, placing his six fingers neatly inside.

It took a deep breath, and a blazing light ignited in its single eye.

"Sukuna, join us!"

"You are the King of Curses, the one who stands at the pinnacle of all cursed spirits. You should be sitting on your throne, watching this world burn, not trapped in the body of a little devil, a pathetic vessel."

"I have many companions like you: Hanamichi, Torgurugi, and others you've never seen before. We are planning a brand new world..."

"A world without humans!"

The sound of the water clock echoed over the ruins, carrying a fervent sense of sacredness.

"Shinjuku is just the beginning, Shibuya is the prelude. Next, we will crush those fragile humans one by one."

"They will struggle in the flames like ants, howl in despair, and then perish completely."

Its single eye was fixed on Su Nuo, and its voice carried an almost pleading tone.

"Isn't this what you wanted? An era truly belonging to the spirits? You are king, and we are willing to serve you as king, as long as you are willing..."

"boring."

Su Nuo's voice interrupted the water clock's impassioned speech.

The water clock paused, a flicker of surprise crossing his single eye: "What?"

"I said, it's boring," Su Nuo repeated, with undisguised languor.

He stood there casually, absentmindedly fiddling with the stray hairs on his forehead.

"The Age of Cursed Spirits? The extinction of humanity? Just hearing about those things is boring."

Louhu frowned: "Shunu, I'm not joking!"

"I'm not joking either." Su Nuo's voice suddenly turned cold.

He took a step forward, and with just one step, the surrounding air began to tremble.

"What do you take me for? One of your own? Or an ally who can be persuaded by your high-sounding theories?"

Su Nuo's lips curled into a grin.

"Let me tell you what I am. I am Ryoumen Sukuna. I am the being that terrified all humans and cursed spirits a thousand years ago. I am chaos, I am slaughter, I am the end of all disorder in this world."

"What you call the era of cursed spirits is nothing but a fantasy of a bunch of small fry huddling together for warmth."

His voice became light and airy, yet every word pierced the ears of the water clock like a dagger.

"A bunch of trash, nothing but worthless cursed spirits, huddled together dreaming of one day turning the tables and becoming the masters. How are you any different from those humans driven to the brink of despair?"

Louhu stood still, his shoulders trembling slightly. The fanaticism in his single eye was fading at a visible speed, replaced by suppressed anger.

"As for those fingers..."

Su Nuo's gaze fell on the obsidian-like finger bone, his tone casual.

"You can keep it with you; I'll come and get it myself."

The water clock's expression changed.

A cold glint flashed in its single eye, and the crater above its head began to spew out blinding light.

"In that case, let me experience the power of the cursed king who was once known as the strongest a thousand years ago."

boom--!!

Blazing white flames surged out like a giant wave, instantly igniting the surrounding air.

Su Nuo tilted her head.

He didn't even take his hand out of his pocket; he simply turned slightly to the side.

The pillar of fire, powerful enough to melt steel, grazed past his shoulder and blasted a lava crater ten meters in diameter in the ruins behind him.

"Too slow."

The water clock clenched its teeth and swung its hands repeatedly.

The flames transformed into a dense barrage, sealing off all of Su Nuo's escape routes from all directions.

Su Nuo lightly touched the ground with her toes, her body weaving through the rain of fire.

Each flame grazed the hem of his clothes, but none of them could actually touch him.

"Is that all you've got?" Su Nuo landed on the pile of rubble, her tone filled with disappointment.

Without uttering a word, the water clock clapped its hands together abruptly.

The ground shook violently, and lava gushed out from beneath Su Nuo's feet, engulfing him completely.

But the next second, Su Nuo's figure appeared behind the water clock, his right hand casually resting on its shoulder.

The water clock froze instantly.

"Boring!" Su Nuo's voice rang close to his ear.

In the brief lull of the exchange, the hand that had been holding the rope in its sleeve gently pulled it back.

The prison gate disappeared into his sleeve, and he took a half step back, blending into the shadow of the broken wall behind him.

When the firelight illuminated the ruins once more, the figure in the monk's robe had already vanished into the darkness deep within the barrier.