Curse Returns: Eight Extraordinary Skills? I lack nothing.

Later on, the chosen one, Yuujin Itadori, will also appear, using Black Flash as his basic attack.

Ryoumen Sukuna, the strongest loan king a thousand years ago.

A righteous lawyer and a comedian.

Sixty-eight years later, aliens even appeared.

That's incredibly underhanded.

Yuuto shook his head in horror at the mere thought, then looked at the system panel.

Throughout the day, he killed around a thousand Kabane, relying on the swarm of cursed spirits and occasional finishing blows.

The number of kills by Yi Gu was about three times that of him.

Rika's unreasonable power is far beyond what ordinary sorcerers can match.

"Take a break." Yuuto stood up and walked to the shelf.

The convenience store had already been used by Youren for zero-yuan purchases several times. He took two bottles of water, tossed one to Yigu, and opened the other for himself, taking a few sips.

Yi Gu took it and drank a few sips as well.

At first, he was still hesitant, feeling that buying for free was not a good idea.

But they quickly gave in.

Yu Ren then pulled out two more blankets from the bottom shelf and tossed one to Yi Gu.

Although it's already summer, the nights in Songjiang are still cool.

Yi Gu took the blanket, said nothing, and simply nodded.

"Yuta." Rika's voice came from behind Otsuko.

Yigu reached out and patted Rika's hand. Rika quieted down.

Ekiku has been summoning Rika and keeping her by his side the whole time, since the surrounding area is full of dangers and there's never enough time to summon her on short notice.

Yuuto leaned against the wall, closed his eyes, and went through all the information in his mind.

Currently, the entire Songjiang City has, through the combined efforts of numerous departments, deployed a special tent using the Tianyuan Barrier.

The effect is to prevent Kabane and plague from entering, and it is extremely hard, but everyone else can come and go freely.

In the distance, towards the castle tower, a faint blue light was shimmering.

That was Gojo Satoru's technique.

No lower limit.

The core area of ​​Songjiang City, outside the castle tower.

Satoru Gojo stood on the top floor of a collapsed shopping mall, looking down at the street below.

This used to be the most bustling commercial street in Songjiang City, but now it's just ruins.

The gray-brown cabanas filled the entire street, looking like a wriggling river from above.

"It's been a long time since I've been able to cast spells so freely."

At this moment, Gojo Satoru, who had already removed his blindfold, raised his right hand and unleashed another powerful attack.

This is a forward rotation of a technique with no lower limit, possessing absolute attraction, capable of forcibly transforming spatial distance into negative infinity.

Theoretically, the upper limit of its output is negative infinity, which can be approximated as a small black hole.

Of course, this is only in theory.

To truly unleash its full potential, extremely strong computing power is required, making it incredibly difficult even for a six-eyed system.

After the spell was activated, a blue sphere first appeared in Gojo Satoru's palm, then became brighter and larger.

Gravity spreads outward from the center of the sphere, and rubble, gravel, and broken signs on the street begin to move towards the sphere.

A large number of Kabane were sucked together, forming a small mountain.

They struggled desperately, clawing wildly with their limbs, but they couldn't break free at all.

Gojo Satoru looked at the small mountain made of Kabane and a slight smile appeared on his lips.

Then let go.

In an instant, the blue sphere exploded, and gravity instantly reversed, turning into repulsion.

The hill was blasted into pieces, and black liquid splattered into every corner of the street.

Gojo Satoru jumped off the top floor of the shopping mall and landed on the street.

The boots made a crisp sound as they stepped on the gravel.

Before the surrounding Kabane could react, he had already raised his other hand.

Technique Reversal - Her.

Injecting the positive energy generated by the reversal technique into the unlimited technique achieves the reversal of the technique driven by conventional negative energy.

Its power is at least twice that of Cang.

Soon, the most ordinary and quickest-to-use Kagami slowly appeared in Gojo Satoru's hand.

A red sphere condensed in his palm. He flicked it casually, and the red sphere shot into the Kabane horde, leaving a trail, before exploding.

The shockwave blew everything within a hundred meters away, shattering building windows, cracking walls, and scattering the Kabane like pieces of paper.

Satoru Gojo stood at the center of the explosion, surrounded by scattered debris and still-burning flames.

He brushed the dust off his shoulders, his expression calm, even a little bored.

In that one day, he killed nearly 3 Kabane by himself.

In his eyes, these things were no different from ants.

They were all just things that happened casually.

When the Limitless Technique is combined with the Six Eyes, the consumption of spell power is extremely low.

If he continues to fight at this intensity, then with his total amount of magical power, his magical power will never run out, no matter how long he fights.

He didn't think there was anything to hesitate about with these Kabane.

They are not human.

Humans can cry, laugh, and feel afraid.

He remembered what Yuuto had said before.

"Wu, do you even think these Kabane are human?"

He didn't answer then, but now he has an answer.

No, they died long ago.

What remains are merely shells possessed by monsters.

Deep underground, in the monitoring room.

The plague stood in front of a giant screen wall, its face deathly pale.

The screen wall was divided into dozens of screens, each playing live footage of battles in a different area.

His fingers gripped the armrest so tightly that his knuckles turned white, and his eyes behind his gold-rimmed glasses were wide open, his pupils trembling slightly.

Chapter 52 Xia Youjie Actually Wants to Subdue a Calamity-Level Cursed Spirit

"Are you kidding me...?"

Despite watching the surveillance footage, the plague still couldn't believe the truth.

How can these guys be so strong?

The plague seemed to realize that its massive human wave tactics were no longer effective.

If these guys keep clearing things out, the number of Kabane will be greatly reduced. Then, the problem of using the special environment they create to shield against spell detection will be naturally solved.

If I am found, my fate is predictable.

In the surveillance footage, the main subject on the largest screen was none other than Gojo Satoru.

The sight of the plague filled me with dread.

Nobody told him that humans could be that strong.

Aside from Gojo Satoru's video, the other screens still evoked a sense of despair regarding the plague.

Right now, all he wants to say is that he's still just a baby.

Can we withdraw from this major battle?

On the second screen, Tsukumo Yugi skimmed low in the air atop the Phoenix Wheel, its golden edges sharp as knives, slicing Kabane in two along its path.

She would occasionally jump down, punch through the chest of an elite Kabane, and then flip back up to continue flying.

On the third screen, a man wearing five robes is strolling through the Kabane.

He was followed by a dense swarm of cursed spirits.

Xia Youjie stood in the center of the Kabane group, his expression indifferent.

A Kabane lunged at him, and with a casual wave of his hand, a cursed spirit rushed out from behind him, tearing the Kabane to shreds.

"Disgusting stuff," Xia Youjie said in a low voice.

He came to watch the spectacle.

But these Kabane... these monsters transformed from monkeys, disgusted him even more than monkeys.

They have no consciousness, no fear, only empty shells, wandering like zombies.

This made him feel physically nauseous.

The horde of cursed spirits surged behind him, like a silent massacre.

The plague watched all this, and its lips turned white.

He thought he was being cautious enough. He spent half a month lying in wait, planting the virus in the bodies of 220,000 people, and chose to strike in the most remote Songjiang.