Jujutsu Kaisen: Nozomi no Sora

Chapter 67 Inducement

"I am Xiao Jin! A PVP survival game called 'Death Migration' is underway within this barrier! Once you step into it, you will also become a 'Swimmer.' Are you sure you want to enter—"

Outside the barrier, the little golden beetle that had appeared out of nowhere was still chattering incessantly about the rules.

Xuan Yi didn't finish listening.

He took a step forward, as if stepping into a viscous lake. Ripples spread across the air in front of him, and then an irresistible pulling sensation swept through his entire body. In the next instant, the world spun around him.

A strong feeling of weightlessness.

The sharp howling of the wind filled my ears, and the Tokyo streetscape in my vision turned into a blurry band of light.

The Death Migration will randomly teleport swimmers who intrude into the barrier to one of nine pre-set locations. This is a barrier rule that is not recorded in the Death Migration rules.

This is a vicious trap.

Nine coordinates, nine execution grounds, where a group of "newbie killers" will wait for those newcomers who have just entered the barrier and have not yet had time to react.

"The art of mourning".

Dark magical energy rapidly condensed and shaped beneath him, and a giant scythe appeared out of thin air, resting firmly on his feet.

He stood on the hilt of the knife, looking down at everything below.

On the edge of the rooftop of a tall building not far away, a glaring light was swaying violently in the wind.

It's a guide light.

Xuan Yi narrowed his eyes and recognized the figure frantically waving the traffic light.

Amai Rin.

Hisahito Itadori's fellow townsman is now being coerced by two ancient sorcerers into becoming bait to lure newcomers.

"Has it reached here?"

Xuan Yi muttered to himself.

To be honest, seeing that lamp actually made him feel relieved.

Since Rin Amai is still fulfilling his duties as a "signal operator," it means that the two "rookie killers" entrenched here have not yet left.

Xuan Yi knew their skill level all too well.

The moment the thought crossed his mind, the airflow on the left side suddenly became turbulent.

A deafening roar like rolling thunder echoed as a figure carrying a rocket backpack ripped through the clouds with an aggressive stance, hurtling straight toward him!

The woman was very fast, but her attack method was ridiculously primitive—no spells, no magic tools, she was like a human cannonball trying to ram her head into the ground!

Xuan Yi stood on the scythe, and the floating spell ensured that he wouldn't be at a disadvantage in the air.

He merely manipulated the scythe to rise a few meters upwards, forcing the woman's trajectory to deviate upwards, revealing a huge flaw.

Xuan Yi pressed down on the scythe handle, and the dark curse power surged towards the blade like a tide.

"The sickle is broken."

A jet-black crescent moon detached from the blade, silently slicing through the wind.

The woman's pupils constricted sharply; she tried to change direction, but it was too late.

The slash formed by the cursed power pierced her chest with precision, and blood blossomed wildly behind her.

She flew through Xuan Yi's body like a kite with a broken string, tracing a crooked parabola before crashing heavily onto the street below with a thud, and then fell silent.

"Hanyu-sama—she was just killed like that?!"

"asshole-!"

A hysterical roar came from afar.

"What did you do to my woman?!"

The buzzing sound grew louder as it approached.

Xuan Yi looked in the direction of the sound, and the corner of his mouth twitched involuntarily.

The man's hair spun rapidly like a propeller, lifting his massive body into the air as he hurtled toward Xuan Yi.

The image was so abstract that Xuan Yi was momentarily lost in thought.

"If there's only one propeller providing lift, the person under the hair should rotate in the opposite direction due to the conservation of angular momentum—"

He silently complained to himself, then shook his head.

Forget it.

The world of magic doesn't talk about physics, and it's pointless to discuss physics with such people.

Xuan Yi suppressed his distracting thoughts and slowly raised his right hand.

With palms facing upwards, black magical energy began to gather.

"Convergence" and "Divergence".

A dark red light shone between his fingers.

"Spell Reversal One: 'Hercules'."

boom!!!

The enormous repulsive beam of light engulfed the descending man head-on.

Before Haba could even scream, he was slammed into the building beneath Rin Amai by that brutal force.

The man's body pierced through several floors before finally embedding itself in the ground, leaving only a bottomless black hole filled with billowing smoke and dust.

"Killed two swimmers, earning 10 points."

He manipulated the scythe to slowly descend in front of Rin Akai.

Gan Jinglin tried to run away, but her legs wouldn't obey her commands, and she fell to the ground with a thud, shuffling backward in terror.

Xuan Yi looked down at him, deliberately putting on a fierce and menacing expression.

"Where is the width of the sun's carriage visible?"

He really had no interest in making things difficult for this high school student who only knew how to curry favor with the powerful.

However, this guy's ability will allow Miss Shoko to replenish her sugar in time while treating the wounded and not dare to slack off in the slightest. Rin Amai led Genichi to an old theater in Ikebukuro.

"The Japanese car used this place as a base—if he didn't leave, he should still be inside—"

The story unfolds in the same way as the original.

Xuan Yi walked into the theater without hesitation, but suddenly he stopped and turned to look at Gan Jinglin. This sudden glance almost made the already frightened Gan Jinglin faint.

However, Xuan Yi did not intend to make things difficult for him.

"The Tokyo High School is currently dealing with the 'Death Migration' problem. If you don't want to continue like this, go to the Tokyo Second Barrier and find Hisahito Itadori."

Polygonum cuspidatum Hisuhito——

Some past memories surfaced in his mind, but just as Gan Jinglin was about to say something...

The unfamiliar boy in front of me suddenly vanished in a flash.

Meanwhile, from the tall buildings overhead, a tremendous roar began to emanate continuously.

Inside the theater, without any unnecessary words, the moment Xuan Yi sensed the cursed power, he rushed towards that direction.

The destructive power of the "No Limits" technique shattered the entire theater.

The stage collapsed instantly, and a huge bathtub flew out from the center of the explosion, grazing Xuan Yi's side and crashing into the wall, shattering into pieces.

Xuan sidestepped the flying debris, his gaze fixed on the cloud of smoke.

Footsteps.

The sound of dripping water.

A man in a suit, soaking wet, slowly emerged from the dust and smoke.

"You're not the only one coming to cause trouble."

Hiroki Risha raised his hand, and a wooden hammer materialized in his palm out of thin air.

His brows were furrowed, and his voice betrayed a suppressed anger at being offended.

"But you're the first guy who attacked without even saying a word."

Xuan's eyes narrowed, and he formed a hand seal without hesitation.

"The domain unfolds with a hum."

The world was replaced in that instant.

The sun chariot standing on the judge's bench, and the enormous black shikigami, the judge, behind him.

Ignoring the consequences of his recent activation of his domain, Xuan Yi was forcibly placed in a waiting room.

Xuan Yi looked around at the surrounding environment, felt the flow of the magic formula within his body, and suddenly smiled.

"Just as I expected—"

Even if the domain is activated simultaneously, the priority of "Execute and Death" will forcibly interrupt all offensive spells, including the domain's deployment itself.

But this feeling is strange.

Unlike the breaking of a domain or the self-removal of a domain, the burden on the brain does not increase, nor does it enter the state of technique rupture. It is as if the fact of using the domain is directly "denied" on a real level.

Hiromi Nichisha slowly opened his mouth, his voice echoing in the enclosed space.

"This is my domain: 'Execution and Death'."

All acts of violence are prohibited, and this applies equally to both of us.

He paused, tapped the table lightly with the wooden mallet, and his gaze was as sharp as a knife.

"Of course, verbal abuse is a different matter."

"Begin, Judge."