Kyoto.
A man with a cannon-like hairstyle walked on the street. Although he didn't deliberately cause destruction, he also didn't deliberately restrain himself.
His name was Ryu Ishiguro, a powerful individual from the Edo period three to four hundred years ago, known as 'the Cannon' due to his immense Cursed Energy output.
He was seen with a beautiful woman on his left arm and another on his right. He was like this back then; beauties would flock to him. However, it was different now, as the women on his left and right arms were filled with panic.
"Don't be afraid, my beauties. I have no interest in killing women, provided you behave yourselves, of course," Ryu Ishiguro said with a smile.
He walked brazenly on the street. A brave man noticed the fear on the faces of the two women beside Ryu Ishiguro and decided to show his masculinity by being a hero and saving them.
To his surprise, Ryu Ishiguro merely glanced at him, and in his heart, the man was already condemned to death.
Terrifying Cursed Energy output gathered at the top of his cannon-like hairstyle, just like a cannon loaded with shells and ready to fire.
With a 'BANG!!!' a terrifying blast of Cursed Energy erupted like a cannon and rushed towards the man. Just as the blast was about to hit him, a young man quickly rushed out and stood in front of him.
This person was none other than Yuta Okkotsu, who had just arrived.
He extended both hands forward, using his Cursed Energy-infused hands as a shield to forcefully block Ryu Ishiguro's cannon blast.
White smoke wafted upwards from Yuta Okkotsu's hands. Yuta Okkotsu let out a soft breath; blocking Ryu Ishiguro's attack wasn't exactly strenuous, but it wasn't easy either.
Although the ordinary people walking around couldn't see Cursed Techniques, they could still hear a loud roar, feel the shockwave, and see the white smoke emanating from Yuta Okkotsu's hands.
Passerby A (covering ears): What was that sound?! My ears!!!
Passerby B (sitting on the ground): It hurts so much! It felt like a hurricane just hit me!
Passerby C (covering mouth): Look at that young man! Why is so much white smoke coming from his hands? Is he doing magic?
Passerby D (eyes wide): I... I saw it! That cannon-headed man just released a laser-like Impact from his cannon-head!
As negative emotions continued to rise, some of the passersby gradually began to deviate from their perceived reality.
Observing the surrounding situation, Yuta Okkotsu slightly furrowed his brows, gravely watching Ryu Ishiguro in front of him.
"What exactly is life in your eyes?!"
Facing Yuta Okkotsu's serious question, Ryu Ishiguro did not answer directly but instead carefully sensed Yuta Okkotsu's Cursed Energy.
"You... perhaps you might be able to [satiate] me..."
Ryu Ishiguro grinned, flung the women on his left and right aside, and took a fighting stance against Yuta Okkotsu.
Ryu Ishiguro's past life was one of constantly satisfying his desires, whether it was battling strong-willed individuals or encountering beautiful women. While he couldn't say he had any regrets, he felt something was still missing.
Too smooth, leading to dissatisfaction!
Yuta Okkotsu completely didn't understand what Ryu Ishiguro was thinking, but if a fight was what it would take to stop him, he wouldn't hold back.
A great battle was about to erupt... At the same time, Kobe was also in chaos. Several Disaster Cursed Spirits appeared brazenly among the crowds. Due to the increased Cursed Energy concentration in the air, more and more people were able to see the existence of Cursed Techniques and Cursed Spirits.
"Mon... Monsters!!!"
A person who could see Cursed Spirits screamed in fright, and the next moment, that person's body spontaneously combusted, becoming a grotesque fire human.
With the appearance of the fire human, the negative emotions of the surrounding crowd were stirred up, and the number of people who could see Cursed Spirits increased dramatically.
"Keep being afraid... Keep panicking... The negative emotions you generate will only become nourishment for us Cursed Spirits, making us stronger. Facts prove that we Cursed Spirits are the superior existence."
Jogo, leaning on his staff, walked step by step, enjoying the humans' pathetic state.
However, this situation didn't last long. Suguru Geto, riding a dragon-shaped Cursed Spirit, quickly flew from a distance above him.
"Jujutsu Sorcerers..."
Jogo slightly furrowed his brows. He released his staff, taking a serious stance to gather power.
[Maximum Technique: Meteor!]
Jogo swung his arms, and powerful Cursed Energy, like a volcanic eruption, poured out, activating his Maximum Technique.
Domain Expansion is the ultimate secret of Cursed Techniques.
Maximum Technique, on the other hand, is the ultimate secret of a single Cursed Technique.
Jogo's Maximum Technique, named 'Meteor,' could condense a giant, scorching meteorite from Cursed Energy in the high sky and send it plummeting downwards. Both its attack power and range were excellent.
The meteorite flew towards Suguru Geto, who was riding the Rainbow Dragon Cursed Spirit. Although Suguru Geto could easily dodge it due to his speed, there were ordinary people below, so Suguru Geto had to take the hit head-on.
In Jogo's view, his meteorite and Suguru Geto, riding the Rainbow Dragon, collided in a violent explosion, and red light illuminated the surrounding area.
"Just this much."
Seeing this, Jogo's mouth slightly curled upwards, and he prematurely popped open the champagne. Clearly, as a Cursed Spirit, he didn't know the consequences of celebrating too early.
Beneath the dazzling light that could blind others, an existence that made Jogo's eyes tremble suddenly appeared in his sight.
Before he could utter those two words, that existence rushed out from the dazzling red light, clenched its fist, and delivered a fierce punch to Jogo's face.
Bang!!!
Jogo was of the fragile type among the Disaster Cursed Spirits. This direct punch sent Jogo flying, and his entire body slammed heavily into the wall on the side of the street.
He coughed heavily, looking with a deathly expression at the existence that had just punched him in the face.
"Hanami..."
Hanami, the Disaster Cursed Spirit of the forest, stood where Jogo had been, her face slightly contorted in a grimace, fists clenched. Suguru Geto, covered in ash, jumped down from his floating Cursed Spirit and landed beside Hanami.
Jogo's 'Meteor' was truly powerful. Suguru Geto had to sacrifice the power of several top Grade 1 Cursed Spirits to negate its full force.
Jogo scrambled to his feet, gritting his teeth and glaring at Suguru Geto beside Hanami, letting out a roar.
"Human! How despicable!!!"
Suguru Geto didn't care about Jogo's roar. Cursed Spirits had their stance, and humans had theirs. He was very angry at this moment because charred bodies lay on the ground beside him.
He pulled out his cloud of wandering triple section staff and, along with his good teammate Hanami, swiftly charged towards Jogo. Under the glimmer of despair in Jogo's eyes, they quickly suppressed him for a short time.
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