"Do we not need to bother with those ordinary people?" Toji Fushiguro asked Medea.
"They're just brainwashed bugs. As long as they lose their leader, it's fine to ignore them." Medea walked side-by-side with Toji Fushiguro, holding Amanai Riko.
"Is that kid dead?" Toji Fushiguro's gaze fell upon Amanai Riko's corpse in Medea's arms.
"Dead. At least for now." Medea gave a definite answer.
'For now?' Toji Fushiguro looked at Medea strangely.
'Forget it, it's none of my business anyway. My job is done.' Toji Fushiguro was in an exceptionally good mood at this moment.
He had completed the commission, made a fortune, and that guy with a bump on his head even gave him a considerable bonus on the spot.
Crucially, this time Toji Fushiguro had also accomplished something he had always yearned for: proving himself to the Jujutsu World and the Zen'in Family.
An inverse Heavenly Restriction, and one that was completely without reservation, with zero Cursed Energy. Because of this, Toji Fushiguro gained natural resistance to Cursed Energy and a Physical Body at the peak of humanity.
This was an individual who would be highly valued and meticulously nurtured in any Family.
After all, for many weaker Jujutsu Sorcerer Families, exorcising Cursed Spirits by relying on cursed tools was quite common.
But Toji Fushiguro happened to be born into the Zen'in Family.
He was born into this feudal Family that valued Technique.
Non-sorcerers are not human.
Under this belief, Toji Fushiguro, with zero Cursed Energy, not only received no attention but also had a status even lower than "non-human" ordinary people.
Because even those ordinary people had more or less a trace of Cursed Energy.
However, Toji Fushiguro had no Cursed Energy at all.
Therefore, the first thing Toji Fushiguro did after becoming strong enough was to cause a ruckus in the Zen'in Family and then fight his way out.
This clearly showed the dissatisfaction in Toji Fushiguro's heart.
This time, Toji Fushiguro, with his record of defeating Gojo Satoru, successfully slapped the Jujutsu World hard across the face.
Look, your so-called God Child, the God Child who changed the landscape of the Jujutsu World the moment he was born, was actually killed by me, a monkey with zero Cursed Energy. It's hilarious.
Haha, hahahaha.
It was as if a huge rock pressing on his heart had been removed; Toji Fushiguro had never felt so light and joyful.
"I just made a huge sum of money. Want to celebrate together? I know a few establishments that cater to important figures." Toji Fushiguro invited Medea.
"No, I still have things to do, and you don't have time to celebrate right now." Medea looked ahead with a half-smile.
Toji Fushiguro scratched his head, planning to find a rich woman to celebrate with later.
But the next moment, Toji Fushiguro's eyes widened in disbelief.
Following Medea's gaze forward, a person who should have died was standing there.
"Yo, you guys made quite a mess." Gojo Satoru stood before the two, his gaze falling upon the burning Star Religion headquarters behind them, then back to the two of them.
Clouds in the sky drifted past, and golden light shone upon Gojo Satoru, adding a touch of divinity and unreality to his figure.
Toji Fushiguro even wondered if he was too happy and hallucinating.
He raised his left hand, pushing aside the white hair covering his forehead, and a newly healed wound fell into Toji Fushiguro's eyes.
"I'm still alive and kicking!" Gojo Satoru's lips curved into a wide smile.
..."Reverse Cursed Technique." At this moment, Toji Fushiguro finally realized the reason Gojo Satoru was alive.
"That's right." Gojo Satoru's gaze fell upon Amanai Riko in Medea's arms.
In the Six Eyes' vision, Amanai Riko was enveloped in a transparent barrier, not a single trace of her aura escaping it.
"Hey, why are you here?" Gojo Satoru maintained a slightly crazed smile, tilting his head as he looked at Medea.
'It's as if he's treating me as a target too.' Medea had a feeling that if her next answer didn't satisfy Gojo Satoru, he would eliminate her as well.
"Amanai Riko is fine. If you want to catch up with her, go to Tokyo Bay tonight. Eichi and Suguru Geto are there, oh, and that maid named Kuroi." With that, Medea directly walked away.
"Oh, and this guy is very convenient to use. Just remember not to kill him." With that, Medea left the place that was about to become a battlefield.
"A meddling woman." Medea's words made Toji Fushiguro a little angry.
Toji Fushiguro had just defeated Gojo Satoru once, and now Medea was telling Gojo Satoru to spare his life?
The surprise of Gojo Satoru being alive gradually turned into rage.
"It's just you and me again." Gojo Satoru no longer paid attention to Medea, nor did he even look at Toji Fushiguro again.
"Haha, hahahaha, speaking of which, I should thank you. I never had a clue about Reverse Cursed Technique before. The two people next to me who could use Reverse Cursed Technique were saying things I couldn't understand at all..." The crazed state of Gojo Satoru had momentarily subsided when he first saw Medea and Amanai Riko, but after confirming Amanai Riko's safety, Gojo Satoru completely let loose.
'This guy is already high.' Toji Fushiguro looked at the increasingly deranged Gojo Satoru with a solemn expression.
"Your failure was simple. You didn't cut off my head, and you didn't use that cursed tool when you pierced my head."
'Tsk, what an annoying brat.' Ogama opened its mouth, and the Inverted Spear of Heaven fell into Toji Fushiguro's hand.
"What are you saying? Hasn't the match just begun?" A crazed expression also appeared on Toji Fushiguro's face.
Normally, with the commission completed and the bonus in hand, Toji Fushiguro would have already run away.
But now, standing before him was the destined apex of the Jujutsu World, a Jujutsu Sorcerer who was his complete opposite, born with everything.
Toji Fushiguro now had only one thing he wanted to do: to completely kill Gojo Satoru, to kill the misfortune that the Jujutsu World had imposed upon him.
"Huh? Is that so? Maybe!" Gojo Satoru spread his arms and laughed uproariously.
At this moment, Gojo Satoru seemed not like the God Child of the Jujutsu World, but the Devil King of the Cursed World.
Toji Fushiguro went all out, brandishing the Inverted Spear of Heaven at Gojo Satoru with extreme speed.
But it was useless.
The awakened Gojo Satoru's Six Eyes' observational abilities had reached a new level; every one of Toji Fushiguro's attacks was completely captured by the Six Eyes.
As they fought, Gojo Satoru's body gradually floated into the air.
"Cursed Technique Reversal: Red." A crimson orb of light instantly appeared before Toji Fushiguro.
Toji Fushiguro used his right hand to hold the Inverted Spear of Heaven horizontally in front of him to directly block this attack, while his left hand protected Ogama, who had shrunk to his chest.
Ogama was too weak; even a slight ripple from such an attack could take its life.
"What a monster." Toji Fushiguro, his face covered in blood, stared at Gojo Satoru floating in mid-air.
At this moment, a surging Battle Intent ignited deep within Toji Fushiguro's heart.
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