Curse Returns: Eight Extraordinary Skills? I lack nothing.

Two figures disappeared into the woods and flew towards the western sky.

Matsue City, top floor of Tenshukaku (castle tower).

Plague gazed at the ever-gathering magical energy in the distance, adjusted his glasses, and smiled slightly.

He knew the world of sorcery would come, and he also knew there would be even stronger enemies.

But he wasn't afraid.

There are 22 monsters that cannot be destroyed by firearms. Even if they just stood there and let the people of the sorcery world kill them, who knows how many they could kill.

After all, he had seen many sorcerers, but the strongest one was only that sorcerer named Yuuto.

He didn't believe that those inferior human species could be that strong.

“Come on,” he said softly, “let me see how many of you will come to die.”

The plague will not leave Songjiang in the short term, nor will it spread Kabane further.

He wanted to turn Songjiang into an impregnable fortress and constantly attract sorcerers to convert them into Kabane.

After all, the strength of the Kabane sorcerers far surpasses that of ordinary humans.

Turning our gaze back to Tokyo Vocational High School...

Chapter 49 A Galaxy of Stars

The meeting hall of the Jujutsu Directorate is located in Nagata-cho, Chiyoda-ku, Tokyo.

This area is adjacent to the National Diet Building and is the heart of Japan's political power.

The council chamber is located on the top floor of the main building, surrounded by floor-to-ceiling glass curtain walls. Sunlight pours down from the dome, illuminating the entire circular hall.

In the very center was a long, equilateral triangular table with an ebony top and flowing dark patterns, with a powerful faction seated on each of the three sides.

On the due north side, the seven elders of the General Affairs Department stood in a row.

The oldest was over ninety and the youngest was nearly sixty, all wearing dark brown robes with the emblem of the Directorate General embroidered on their chests.

Their expressions were solemn, but each of them had their own calculations in their eyes.

To the east, representatives of the Japanese military and political circles, dressed in sharp suits and military uniforms, stood out starkly from the sorcerers' attire, their faces filled with anxiety and impatience.

Due west, the location of the top-level sorcerer.

Gojo Satoru leaned back in his chair with his legs crossed, a black eye mask covering half his face, and twirled a pen in his hand.

Yuki sat next to him, her long golden hair cascading over her shoulders. She wore a well-tailored black coat and had a tall, slender figure with defined curves.

Yuta sat on the far side, his back straight, his hands on his knees, his expression calm but with a hint of tension in his eyes.

He got his position only after Gojo Satoru had put in a good word for him.

Although he was a top-level official, his seniority was too shallow, and in the eyes of the old fogies, he was not qualified to occupy this position at all.

The triangle is surrounded by layers of circular tiered seating, much like the Senate in ancient Rome.

Hundreds of chairs extend outwards from low to high, and most of them are already occupied.

First-level sorcerers, heads of various sorcery families, managers of special departments, assistant supervisors, and representatives from various departments gathered here from all over the country.

Yuuto sat in the front row of the Level 1 Spellcaster area, with Nanami Kento sitting next to him, his expression calm.

The meeting began.

The Deputy Chief Cabinet Secretary spoke first, his voice hoarse: "Gentlemen, the situation in Songjiang has exceeded the handling capacity of any single department."

"Two hundred and twenty thousand civilians were converted overnight, rendering the Self-Defense Forces' conventional weapons virtually ineffective..."

After he finished speaking, he pushed a stack of photos onto the table.

In the photo, the streets of Matsue City turn grayish-brown, and the blue light on Kabane's chest merges into one.

The Vice Minister of Defense continued, "The Self-Defense Forces have been shelling Matsue City continuously, but the effect has been minimal."

"The shells can destroy the Kabane's bodies, but they cannot damage their cores; the shattered individuals will reassemble..."

The Grand Elder of the General Headquarters slowly spoke: "So you mean to hand over all the problems to the sorcery community?"

The Vice Minister of Defense did not shy away from the question: "Spells, magical power, magical tools—only your things can kill those monsters."

"Only cursed power can defeat cursed power, that's a fact."

The Grand Elder paused for a moment, glanced at the other six elders, and then said, "The sorcery community is willing to take responsibility, but there are a few issues that need to be clarified before we take action."

He held up three fingers: "The attribution of command of the operation, the standards for compensation for combat losses, and the responsibility for public opinion control after the incident has subsided."

Yu Ren frowned. The operation hadn't even started, and the relevant reports hadn't been released yet, and these people were already calculating the costs and benefits.

Furthermore, they were discussing their own interests, not the safety of ordinary people.

Gojo Satoru stopped writing; this discussion didn't seem to satisfy him.

An elder continued, "Sorcerers are not soldiers; they cannot be used as cannon fodder. The training period for each sorcerer is ten to fifteen years..."

The Vice Minister of Defense said with a grim face, "We can agree to whatever you want, but on the condition that the Jujutsu community promises to resolve the Matsue issue within a week."

An elder sneered, "Do you know how many Kabane there are in Songjiang? And how many sorcerers are under our command?"

"Even if we just stand still and let you kill us, we still wouldn't be able to finish killing us in a week."

The atmosphere in the hall began to cool down.

Just then, the Director-General of the International Law Bureau of the Ministry of Foreign Affairs spoke up, his voice as calm as if he were reciting legal provisions: "There is another issue that needs to be considered in advance. The Matsue incident has already attracted international attention."

"If the problem cannot be resolved in the short term, foreign powers may intervene under the pretext of humanitarian intervention."

Yuki Kuju suddenly laughed: "So you mean, if we can't get it done in a week, we'll let the Americans in?"

Her tone was soft, but as soon as she spoke, the entire room fell silent.

“I didn’t say that.” The Foreign Ministry official’s face darkened.

“But that’s what you think.” Yuki Tsukumo leaned back in her chair and stopped talking.

The Grand Elder cleared his throat: "Getting back to the main topic, I believe the most urgent task is to determine the battle plan."

"Before that, I proposed that a 30-kilometer radius around Songjiang be designated as a no-entry zone, prohibiting non-spellcasters from entering."

"At the same time, the General Headquarters will coordinate the deployment of sorcerers from across the country to the operations in batches."

Gojo Satoru's phone vibrated.

He glanced down at Yuuto's message.

The urban area of ​​Songjiang District is approximately 280 square kilometers, and based on Kabane density estimates, it is divided into several different operational zones…

Before Yuu could finish reading the message, his phone vibrated.

Seven or eight messages popped up on the screen in a row, from different numbers and different people.

Some he knew, and some he didn't.

“Mr. Gojo, our current combat strength is sufficient to clear out the area; we don’t need to wait a week.”

"We suggest entering in small teams of 2 to 8 people each, grouped according to their abilities..."

"The core area will be directly penetrated by the top-level team, and the outer areas will be cleared layer by layer. Three days should be enough."

………………

It wasn't just one person proposing a solution; it was many people making proposals.

Those sorcerers sitting on the tiered seats, without a voice, were also silently pondering.

In the past few hours, they have worn out the map of Songjiang.

They know what to do, they just aren't qualified to stand on this stage and say it.

The old men in the director's office only know how to talk big and never get involved in actual business.

Yuki Tsukumo was also looking at his phone, and the information on the screen was no less than that of Satoru Gojo.

After reading the last message, she put away her phone, looked up, and said:

"Have you finished discussing?"

The sound wasn't loud, but the entire hall fell silent.

Jiujiu stood up from the base station. Her height of over 1.7 meters made her stand out in front of the triangular table. She looked at everyone and said, "I have a plan."

Without waiting for a reply, she walked to the center of the hall and opened the electronic map on the wall.

The entire view of Songjiang City appeared on the screen, with streets, buildings, and rivers clearly visible.

"Songjiang urban area covers a total area of ​​about 280 square kilometers. The density distribution within Kaban is uneven, with the highest density within a three-kilometer radius of the city center, gradually decreasing outwards."

"Different combat zones should be defined, with the core zone being penetrated by top-tier combat forces, and the inner and outer rings being cleared out separately. The number of personnel in each team should be flexibly adjusted according to the density of the area's Kabane and the strength of the team members."

The elders frowned and pondered for a long time before one of the senior elders asked, "How many people are needed for this plan?"

"We can mobilize about 300 level-two or higher sorcerers nationwide. Including those in auxiliary supervision and service windows, the total number will not exceed 500."

“Five hundred men against two hundred and twenty thousand, how can they possibly fight?” an elder questioned.

"Just do as Ninety-Nine says. You don't need to send those spellcasters below level two as usual. That would just be sending them to their deaths."

Gojo Satoru stood up, removed his blindfold, and his six eyes swept across the entire room. Everyone whose gaze fell upon him unconsciously looked away.

The decision was final, and no one dared to object.

Chapter 50 Arrival

After the tactical arrangements were nearly complete, Gojo Satoru prepared to discuss another matter.

That was content that only Yuuto had sent him, and he decided to implement it after reading it.

"There's one more thing."

His voice wasn't loud, but every word was clear:

"After this battle, the world of sorcery can no longer remain hidden."

"Two hundred and twenty thousand people have turned into monsters, and the whole world has seen it. We either have to step forward voluntarily, or we have to wait for others to dig us out."