Curse Return: Demon Void Girl Doesn't Want to Be a Weakling

The meteorite hit him.

The immense impact slammed him to the ground, and the churning magma on the meteorite's surface enveloped his entire body, pinning him to the ground.

He tried to prop himself up, but couldn't.

The weight of the meteorite pressed down on his back, and the high temperature of the magma gradually melted his rock armor.

Mashiro jumped off the edge of the crater and landed on the surface of the meteorite.

She walked up to Lou Hu and looked down at him.

Louhu was trapped under the meteorite, with only its head showing.

His one eye was wide open, staring intently at her.

“This move is perfect for finishing off,” Mashiro said softly. “Using your own technique on yourself is a way of letting you experience what it feels like to be the one you killed.”

"You bastard..." Louhu's voice was squeezed out of his throat.

"I know what you're trying to say. There's no right or wrong in the battle between spirits and humans." Mashiro sneered. "You're fighting for survival, and so are we."

"You are clearly not human..." Louhu's voice was weak; he was not far from death.

“That’s not the point. I’m human for a day, and I’ll be human for a lifetime.” She stood up and placed her feet on the lava ball. “I don’t care how you survive. I only care how many people you’ve killed.”

She drew the Rainbow Blade, its silvery-white light dazzlingly bright in the reflection of the lava.

Louhu lay at the bottom of the pit, watching the lava flowing through the cracks in the rubble in front of him. The light in his single eye began to dim little by little.

“When Zhenren was killed by Xia Youjie…” his voice suddenly softened, “I was still thinking of killing you to avenge him…”

"You're insecure, aren't you? You're weak, you can't do anything." Mashiro didn't want him to have any regrets on his deathbed, so she directly mocked him, "I'm afraid I'll forget about you as soon as I turn around."

"Hahaha!" Louhu roared in his final moments of lucidity, "In the end, your identity will be exposed, and you will be... by humans..."

"Go ahead and drown in your fantasies." Masashi interrupted Louhu's words with a swift stroke of his sword.

Cong Yu stabbed straight in, piercing through his neck, the tip of the knife exiting from the back of his neck and embedding itself in the ground.

"Hehe..."

Louhu emitted a faint hissing sound, its body twitched slightly, and then remained still.

A blinding light shone from Cong Yu's blade, and Lou Hu's cursed power surged from the corpse, flowing down the blade into her arm.

The immense magical power surged into her body like a river bursting its banks, flowing into her meridians and rushing into her core.

She could feel her spell power limit expanding, rising from the first level's limit all the way up, breaking through that threshold, and entering a higher level.

Special Grade!

Mashiro clenched her fist, feeling the power within her body, her heart surging with emotion.

Since arriving in this world, more than a month has passed, and she has finally become a top-level sorcerer.

The amount of magical power left in my body after raising the upper limit was not much, but it was better than before I broke through the barrier.

She raised her hand, and the raindrops she grasped were also changing.

The light on the blade changed from silver to a nearly transparent white, a purer light.

The blade is completely different from before; it is now composed of pure positive curse energy.

Mashiro was overjoyed; the Demon-Slaying Sword had finally reached its complete form.

Now, whenever Cong Yu encounters a cursed spirit, no matter who it is, it will be exorcised immediately.

Although it doesn't have much effect on Su Nuo, it's still good to be able to directly borrow the cursed spirit.

The magma sphere at the bottom of the pit began to dissipate, and the corpse of the Leaking Coral had shattered into grayish-white powder.

His body was originally formed from the condensation of cursed power, and after the cursed power was absorbed, the corpse could no longer maintain its form.

She reclaimed the territory.

The surrounding lava landscape began to recede, and the volcanic tower collapsed into fragments and light, dissipating into the air.

The cracked earth closed up again, and the dark stone slabs were restored to their original state one by one.

The clock tower's shadow flickered in the air a few times, then disappeared.

She returned to the destroyed train station platform.

The ground was covered with meteorite fragments and ash, the walls were charred black, and there was a large hole in the ceiling through which the night sky could be seen.

The entire fifth underground level was almost completely razed to the ground, with only a few twisted steel beams still holding it up.

She put the knife away, then raised her left hand and tried to activate what she had just absorbed.

The flame flickered in her palm.

She opened her eyes and looked at the tiny flame in her palm.

The flames were orange-red and burned quietly in her palm.

She felt no heat at all; the flames were like a tamed pet.

She extinguished the flames and then tried manipulating the lava again.

A small crack appeared in the ground beneath her feet, and a stream of dark red magma gushed out from the crack, pooling at her feet.

She waved her hand to dissipate the lava, and then tried other spells.

A fist-sized volcanic bomb shot out from her palm, hitting the wall in the distance and creating a crater.

That leaves only the last thing.

Mashiro formed a hand seal and shouted, "Expand your domain! [Coffin Encircles the Mountain with Iron]!!!"

.......

Nothing happened.

"Cough cough..."

Mashiro coughed awkwardly twice, withdrew her hands, and scratched her head.

Yes, now I know. Apart from the Domain Expansion, she can use all of Louhu's spells.

Flame jets, magma manipulation, volcanic bombs, and Extreme Meteor—all of them are in her spell library.

Just as she was about to turn and leave, a powerful surge of magical energy came from afar.

The cursed power was so immense it was suffocating, filled with violence and ominousness, like a sleeping beast finally opening its eyes.

That was no ordinary cursed spirit, not even comparable to a top-tier cursed spirit; it was some kind of existence at a higher level.

The power of that curse was rapidly increasing on a street near Shibuya Station.

Mashiro stopped and looked up at the night sky through the hole in the ceiling.

She sensed it; she recognized the cursed power—it was the Two-Faced Sukuna.

Mashiro gritted her teeth; it seemed Itajiro had swallowed the finger after all.

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Mashiro assessed her own condition.

He's physically fine, but his magical power isn't quite enough. He doesn't know if he can defeat Su Nuo.

But she took a deep breath, turned around, and rushed towards the source of the curse.

......

The time was set after Itsuji fainted and was teleported away.

“You’re awake.” Youyou looked at Huzhang. “Now you have two choices: go back to the college to rest or enter another tent.”

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Chapter 130 Another Account

Huzhang opened his eyes and saw an unfamiliar car roof in front of him.

He clutched his head and struggled to sit up, but failed.

His ears were still ringing, and the dull pain on his head where Shen Er had hit him hadn't subsided; it still felt like someone was tapping his head.

He propped himself up with his hands again, causing the bandages on his ribs to twitch.

Huzhang took a slight breath.

It hurts a bit; that guy really went all out.

But he didn't lie back down; instead, he slowly sat up.

He was in a vehicle belonging to the medical team, surrounded by several auxiliary monitoring vehicles whose headlights shone with a dim yellow light in the night.

The air smelled of gunpowder and dust, and flames were visible in the distance, in the direction of Shibuya Station.

"You're awake. How are you feeling?"

Youyou stood next to him, and he held a communicator in his hand, the light from the screen reflecting on his face.

"It's alright, how's the situation now?"

Youyou paused for a moment, then raised the communicator in her hand: "Now you have two choices: go back to the college to rest or enter another tent."

As Huzhang stood up, his knee buckled slightly when he put his foot on the ground.

He braced himself against his knees with his hands and then stood up straight.

He pulled a spare jacket off the auxiliary monitoring vehicle and put it on, pulling the collar all the way up.

"Another debt? Besides the one at Shibuya Station, are there any other debts that haven't been settled?"

“That’s right.” Youyou nodded. “We found three more accounts. Mr. Nanami and my sister took care of the other two, so this one is left.”