Jujutsu Kaisen: I have everything I need now!

Chapter 121 Birth

The cracks are still extending.

On the first day of the twelfth month, he took a few steps back and looked down at his feet—the crack that had just been leaking water had now widened to the point where a whole person could fit inside.

A pale blue light shone through the crack, illuminating the cross-sections of the asphalt and stones clearly.

At this moment, the channel opened by the [Snake] talisman was completely severed.

He took a breath, the cold air scraping through his lungs like blades. The white fog was even thicker than before, and it kept pouring in from all directions.

Suddenly, his feet trembled.

The road surface in the very center of the crack collapsed instantly, creating a hole five or six meters wide.

Grayish-blue steam billowed out of the hole, damp and fishy, ​​like a can of herring that had been opened.

The surrounding rocks kept falling into the hole, without any echo.

December 1st stared at the cave entrance. His skin was covered with a faint golden yellow hue, not very noticeable, but he could feel the tension in his muscles.

Water vapor continued to emerge.

He squinted—it seemed like something was moving inside the steam.

Suddenly, a hand reached out from the edge of the hole.

Its fingers were very long, almost twice the length of a normal person's. They were grayish-blue, covered with a wet substance that made it difficult to tell whether it was scales or skin. The fingertips were bent, digging into the rock wall at the edge of the cave entrance, leaving a white mark on the rock.

Then a second hand emerged and rested on the other side of the hole.

It is climbing upwards.

The first thing that appeared was a head.

Flat. Hairless. Two long, dark blue-gray scalp ran from her forehead to her chin, and light shone through them. December glanced at it—the light was the same color as Basha's eyes.

Its eyes were closed. Its mouth was open, but it had no teeth; instead, it was filled with hard, fingernail-sized protrusions covered in saliva, which dripped down one by one.

Saliva fell onto the gravel at the cave entrance.

On the first day of December, a grayish-white shell was seen rapidly growing on the surface of the gravel.

Relatives' crystallization.

Its saliva can directly induce the birth of offspring.

It continued climbing.

Shoulders, chest, legs—his entire body emerged from the hole. Standing upright, he was about three meters tall, extremely thin, with protruding joints on all four limbs, the knees and elbows pointing in opposite directions. A row of bone fragments bulged out of his back, connected by a thin membrane, from which a red substance was flowing.

It was constantly dripping a grayish-blue slime from its body, which would solidify into a shell upon contact with the ground.

It took two steps forward, leaving a trail of grayish-white footprints on its feet.

No action was taken on the first day of the twelfth month.

This thing possesses elements of both Basha and Dikui. The laws of water and the laws of earth. The powers of two demons reside within the same body.

He was waiting for it to make the first move.

The thing tilted its head at the entrance of the cave and twitched its nostrils.

After sniffing for a few seconds, it suddenly turned its head in a different direction—not towards the new moon.

It's heading towards Fuhei.

On the first day of December, it instantly understood. Fukuro's shikigami repelled this thing, but conversely—it could also sense Fukuro's shadow.

Fu Hei's shadow just went out of control.

He had barely lifted his foot when the thing darted away.

A section of the road beneath his feet shattered, and pebbles flew up and hit December's arm. He didn't have time to see its movement clearly—he only saw the white mist be torn open and then closed again.

"This was just born?"

From the distant white mist came the sound of gravel being crushed underfoot, a series of very short bursts.

[Rabbit] Talisman.

He was propelled forward, white mist brushing against his cheeks, obscuring his vision. He ran with his head down, relying on the vibrations transmitted through his feet to find his way.

Fifty meters.

One hundred meters.

At 150 meters, he heard a muffled thud. It was heavy, like someone had smashed a large rock into his flesh.

Two hundred meters.

An outline appeared in the white mist.

Fu Hei lay prone on the ground.

He plunged all ten fingers into the cracks in the broken pavement, the tendons on the back of his hands taut as if they were about to snap. He nailed himself to the ground, motionless.

The first day of December has passed.

The fog parted a little as he charged forward.

Upon approaching, on the first day of the twelfth month, it was discovered that the shadow of the person before him no longer resembled a shadow.

Just like the previous outburst of shadows, the shadows are now extremely restless.

The shadow stretched out seven or eight meters from under Fuhei's body, like a bucket of paint had been spilled. Bubbles kept appearing on the black paint surface—that was the shikigami trying to break free; in some places, the shape of half a head could be seen, but it was forcibly pulled back by the spell.

The thing was crouching less than two meters away from Fu Hei.

At this moment, it shows no sign of attacking.

It simply lowered its head, its face pressed tightly against the edge of the shadow. Its nose sniffed repeatedly.

Like a dog smelling something that interests it.

"Don't let it touch the shadow."

Fu Hei's voice came from the ground, muffled and weak. He was trembling all over, and the veins on both arms were bulging.

Upon hearing this on the first day of the twelfth month, he knew he could no longer wait.

Crimson light gathered in the palm of his hand.

"Boom!"

The thermal beam struck the thing precisely on its side.

It was pushed and slid more than a meter away, its feet carving two grooves in the road. A piece of the leather armor on its waist tore open, revealing gray flesh.

There was a burnt, fishy smell in the air, similar to that of burning seashells.

But it didn't fall; it continued to sniff the shadows on the ground as if nothing had happened.

Gradually, dark red liquid seeped out from the cracked area, but it formed a new hard shell in less than two seconds.

The first day of December was followed by a second stroke.

The same location.

The hard shell burst open.

A new, dark red liquid seeped out.

They've tied up again.

It was half a second faster than last time.

The third time, the crust formed in less than a second.

He stopped. Continuing to fight was pointless; its recovery rate was accelerating, and he needed to think of another method.

At that moment, the thing finally turned around.

Facing him.

My eyelid twitched up and down—

It opened its eyes.

Those eyes had no whites, no pupils. The eye sockets were dark red, with a layer of watery sheen on the surface.

It stared at the new moon for about a second.

Then he opened his mouth and made a sound.

very short.

It was as if there was still mucus stuck in his throat, and he could only squeeze out a muffled syllable.

On the first day of December, I was bumped in the chest.

"Thump!"

It wasn't the monster in front of them that attacked, but rather the sound of this thing that triggered the resonance of the Shadow Core.

The last time I felt this resonance was during my first match against Bazaar.

It called out again.

The Shadow Core jumped even harder.

It looked like it was trying to burst out of my chest.

December 1st clenched his fist to suppress the vibrations of the Shadow Core.

It raised its head and walked away from Fu Hei's shadow, without looking at Fu Hei even once more.

At this moment, its attention was completely focused on the new moon, and its closed mouth slowly opened to the sides.

The expression is hard to describe.

If I had to describe it—it's like something that has just opened its eyes and found the person it's been searching for since birth.