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

The collision generated a shockwave, instantly scattering surrounding debris in all directions.

Mo Xuluo's sword was deflected, and his body paused for a moment from the impact.

Su Nuo raised his other hand, "You chose the wrong opponent, [Solution]."

The slash struck Moxuluo directly in the chest.

A deep cut, revealing bone, split open across the white skin and ran across the chest.

Mo Xuluo took several steps back before regaining his balance.

He let out a soft roar, and the deep, bone-revealing cut on his chest closed up, healing completely within seconds.

"Click".

The Dharma wheel above his head began to spin, emitting a faint sound.

"Their recovery ability is also quite good..."

Su Nuo watched the disappearing white line, his eyes narrowing slightly. "It would be quite suitable as a punching bag."

Mo Xuluo charged forward again, his left fist swinging horizontally, his speed a notch faster than before.

Su Nuo leaned back to dodge, the fist grazing his chin.

"Then let me have a good taste."

Su Nuo smiled slightly and swung his hand back to strike Mo Xuluo's shoulder.

"Pfft!"

The shoulder was cut open, and the bone was still visible.

However, Mo Xu Luo healed quickly, and before Su Nuo could stop, his knee had already come up and smashed into Su Nuo's abdomen.

Su Nuo pushed off the ground and jumped backward, landing on the glass of the building behind him.

Mo Xuluo charged over again, relentlessly pursuing Su Nuo in battle.

"Very good." Su Nuo waited no longer, stretched out his hands, fingers spread wide, "[Release]!!"

The invisible slashes wove a cutting net in the air, flying towards Mo Xuluo.

Mo Xuluo continued to charge forward through the slashing net, with several cuts exploding on his body at the same time.

Arms, chest, thighs, neck.

The frequency of the slashes was so fast that before Mo Xuluo's body could recover from the previous wound, it was cut open again by the next one.

But Moxu Luo did not stop, advancing step by step through the slashing net.

With his arms crossed in front of him, his forearms were slashed and cut countless times, but the wounds kept healing automatically.

Mo Xuluo forcefully rushed in front of Su Nuo, raised his hand, and countless punches came crashing down on Su Nuo's face.

"Ha!" Su Nuo chuckled, meeting the attack with both fists. "Then come on!"

“Bang bang bang bang!!!!!”

Su Nuo and Mo Xu Luo's fists kept clashing together, and the resulting shockwaves instantly shattered the building's windows.

"Not bad, but if that's all there is to it."

Su Nuo grabbed Mo Xu Luo's fist and kicked him into the building across the street.

Mo Xuluo's body smashed through the building's load-bearing wall and passed through the other side.

His feet rubbed deep grooves on the ground, and he slid for dozens of meters before stopping.

"Boom!!"

The building, a symbol of human civilization, collapsed in an instant, sending up a cloud of smoke and dust that even obscured the sky.

But this had no effect on Su Nuo, who instantly appeared in front of Mo Xu Luo and extended his right hand.

"【untie】."

An even more powerful slash was unleashed, instantly slicing off half of Mo Xuluo's head.

Su Nuo watched as Mo Xu Luo's head slowly slid off, shook his head, and withdrew his hand. "Nothing special, truly disappointing..."

But the next moment his eyes widened slightly, and Su Nuo saw that Mo Xu Luo actually stretched out his right hand and pushed the half of his head that had slipped off back in.

Then the broken line disappeared instantly, and Mo Xuluo was still standing there, ready to launch another attack.

"Really...?" Su Nuo sighed softly, "What did you do?"

He was about to continue his attack when he sensed a familiar fluctuation of magical power.

"Oh?"

At the end of the ruins, towards Shibuya Station.

A surge of magical energy was rapidly approaching in the air; its density was extremely high, at least at the highest level.

Su Nuo lowered his hand, and the smile on his lips widened the moment he recognized the cursed power.

Mo Xuluo also stopped, turning his face towards the direction from which the curse energy fluctuations were coming.

"Could you please not make such a commotion?"

Mashiro appeared on the streets of Shibuya, standing atop the ruins of that building. "I wanted to get some rest as soon as possible."

Chapter 141 Three Parties

Mashiro emerged from the ruins of Shibuya Station.

Crimson pupils swept across the street in front of it from behind its feathered wings.

The whole street is unrecognizable; a row of buildings has been cut in half, with clean and smooth cut surfaces.

The road surface was cut into a deep pit dozens of meters long, and the water pipes were also cut off, constantly spraying water.

The underground gas pipes were burning, and the fire spread along cracks in the ground to the entire street.

Mo Xuluo stood in the center of the ruins, his fists clenched tightly, his face facing her.

Su Nuo stood opposite Mo Xu Luo, wearing the clothes of a tiger staff, and he was also staring at him.

Two opposing forces of magic clashed on the street.

She first scanned the surrounding ruins; the destruction had long since spread from the shopping street to the entire Shibuya area.

Fuhesh'er's body was in the distance, already cut in two.

Fukuro Megumi wasn't there, but since Moxulu was here, it meant that he had summoned Moxulu and then hidden in the shadows.

The oxygen cylinder she forced into Fushiguro Megumi's shadow last time should be working now.

She looked away and tapped her fingers lightly on the hilt of the Congyu sword.

Mashiro didn't immediately pay attention to the two people who were watching her, this uninvited guest.

She pulled the communicator from her waist; the casing had scorch marks from the fire, but it could still be turned on.

Mashiro pressed the all-channel call button, her voice cold and her tone leaving no room for refusal: "Everyone evacuate Shibuya. The biggest battle of this time is about to take place."

A burst of static and several voices simultaneously came through the communicator: "Received."

Mashiro nodded, turned off the communicator, and put it back on his waist.

Mashiro gripped Murasame tightly, and the blade made a soft click.

Su Nuo turned to her, his five fingers spread out in the direction she was rushing towards.

The slash arrived instantly, about to hit Mashiro.

But Mashiro is different now, and she slightly turned her body to the side.

The slash missed its target and landed on the building behind him.

Yet another building symbolizing human civilization has been cut in half.

"Such a grand welcoming ceremony?"

She sprinted after turning to the side, using the overturned car shell as leverage to jump up, and then slashed down at Sukuna's head.

Su Nuo raised his hand to block, but Cong Yu's slash landed on his palm without leaving any mark.

"If you can't even dodge this, then it's too boring."

As Su Nuo spoke, he gripped the blade tightly and pulled her and the sword toward him, while his other hand slashed at Mashiro from the side.

"I told you last time, I'm going to kill you next time we meet."

"I am truly honored to be remembered by the King of Curses."

Mashiro smiled disdainfully, and Congyu's light flickered slightly, shifting from solid to ethereal as it returned to Mashiro's body.

Then her body spun around in the air, and Su Nuo's slash grazed her abdomen.

As she spun, she gently patted Su Nuo's shoulder with her palm, then flipped herself from the air onto Su Nuo's back.

Then, he clenched his right fist, concentrated his magical power on it, and slammed it down on the back of Su Nuo's head.

Su Nuo took a step forward to dodge, and his fist slammed into Su Nuo's shoulder, making Su Nuo's shoulder feel a little heavier.

He turned around and punched Mashiro in return, "Be proud, there are very few people throughout history who can be remembered by me!"

"Haha!" Mashiro reached out, and Murasame reappeared in her hand. "Then you better not let me finish you off in one go, or I'll forget about you very quickly!"

Mashiro gripped the hilt of the sword, filled it with magical energy, and swung it forcefully.

A blinding white light flashed from the rain, and a huge blade of light appeared, slashing into Su Nuo's body.

"what?"

Unable to dodge in time, Su Nuo could only cross his arms as the blade sliced ​​through two buildings before stopping.

He stopped and lightly patted his arm, a wisp of smoke rising from it. "Not bad."

Mo Xulu rushed in from the side.

His right fist swung horizontally, the force of the punch sweeping towards Su Nuo.

Su Nuo jumped back to dodge, but the fist, still attached to the bandages on Su Nuo's body, tore off one end of the bandage.