Chapter 113: Final Victory

The domain shattered, and both sides were once again caught in "Spell Fusion". However, Sukuna's injuries were much more severe, after all, he had also taken 0.8 seconds of "Boundless Void". Although "Mikukuku" canceled out the guaranteed hit and he did not take the full hit, with the addition of "Spell Fusion", Sukuna's brain injury was much greater than Gojo Satoru's.

However, after learning how Gojo Satoru repaired the circuit breaker, he immediately put it into practice.

At the risk of direct brain death, the two successfully repaired and "surgery-induced rupture" after exchanging several punches.

Su Nuo was the first to act.

He opened all four arms at the same time, unleashing countless slashes towards the ground beneath Gojo Satoru's feet.

Gravel flew everywhere, dust billowed, and Gojo Satoru's vision was obscured.

Sukuna's hand emerged from the smoke and dust, holding a short sword, the tip of which was aimed at Gojo Satoru's heart.

Gojo Satoru did not dodge.

"Azure"

Gravity exploded between the blade tip and the heart, swerving the short knife's trajectory from the heart to the shoulder, from the shoulder to the arm, the blade tip tearing through the sleeve and leaving a faint white mark on the skin.

Gojo Satoru's other hand was already on Sukuna's chest.

"Spell Reversal" - "Hercules"

It's not at maximum power; it's a red and black sphere compressed to its limit, only the size of a bullet.

Su Nuo pushed off the ground with his foot, his body bouncing backward, but it was too late. He exploded in his chest, blasting him thirty meters away, crashing through the wall of a building, and burying him under the rubble.

The next moment, he flashed over and punched Su Nuo in the chest. This time, he didn't just knock him away, he punched right through him.

Su Nuo's body bent into a shrimp shape, and a hole was blown in the back of his clothes. Cang's power surged out from behind, shattering a large section of the wall behind him.

Su Nuo knelt on the ground, coughing up large amounts of blood. There was a fist-sized hole in his chest, at least three of his ribs were broken, and his internal organs were bleeding continuously.

The "Reversal Technique" was operating wildly, but it was too late, because Gojo Satoru's next move had already arrived.

"Spell Reversal" - "Hercules"

Two shots in quick succession.

The black and red repulsive ball sent Su Nuo flying into the sky. He struggled to deviate from his trajectory, and the short sword in his hand, which had been his greatest asset in survival, finally reached its limit and shattered after fulfilling its mission.

The Hellball stopped two hundred meters above the ground. Just as Su Nuo in the air was wondering what was going on, he looked down and saw a scene that made his alarm bells ring.

The "He" in mid-air began to fall, not in free fall, but because it was pulled down by something.

Our gaze then falls upon Gojo Satoru.

Before the man was a huge azure-blue gravity sphere. That's right, he unleashed the maximum power of "Azure" on the ground, pulling back the spreading mass of He in the sky like a rubber band.

The reason for doing this is obvious even to a fool.

Su Nuo's pupils contracted. He recognized this and knew that if the other party completed the release, he would be truly finished in his current state.

Ignoring his body, which was already nearing its limit, he formed a hand seal.

"Domain Expansion - Demon-Slaying Chef"

The shrine of hell reappeared, and countless slashes attacked Gojo Satoru and his prepared attack.

However, losing half of the curse power weakened the power of the slashes within the domain, making it impossible to shatter "Azure" and "He". In order to increase the power, he reduced the domain's range from a maximum of 200 meters to 100 meters, and excluded the underground area.

As for Gojo Satoru himself, while maintaining the imminent collision of the two energies, he opened the Falling Flower Sentiment for himself.

Countless slashes landed on Gojo Satoru and his prepared attack.

At this moment, the battle became a battle of endurance.

"You're crazy."

For the first time, Su Nuo's voice had a different hue.

Gojo Satoru laughed, and it was a big laugh.

"Maybe."

Under Su Nuo's incredulous gaze, the two energy spheres of completely opposite nature began to merge.

"Nine principles, polarization, black and declaration, between appearance and reality"

Dark red and azure blue gradually merged into one, eventually giving birth to annihilation purple.

"Imaginary form - Zi"

It is no longer something within three-dimensional space; it is like a two-dimensional cave forcibly stuffed into the three-dimensional world, or like a cross-section of a Klein bottle trying to turn itself over—something indescribable in a mathematical sense.

Its very existence is an infringement on reality; the surrounding air is not being pushed away, but rather "corrected"—space is frantically rewiring itself to avoid the existence of that point.

Gojo Satoru's lips He pushed the collapsing ball of light out, like releasing a child who had been locked up for too long and was finally allowed to go out.

Purple light surged from Gojo Satoru's palm, engulfing everything it touched: the ground, rubble, air, light—everything was disintegrated within that purple light.

At the same time, Su Nuo had completely pulverized the matter within the surrounding area into dust, and the boundaries of the area were sealed off.

The next moment, Su Nuo raised all four of his hands at the same time, and a bright flame appeared in his hands.

The conditions have been met, and facing Gojo Satoru's strongest attack, he must also unleash his own strongest attack.

"The stove is open."

The flaming arrow shot instantly towards Gojo Satoru's "Hypogean-Zi".

Those Yue people who witnessed this scene from afar chose to retreat.

As he expected, a "small sun" rose above the area called Shibuya in the following time.

For the first 0.3 seconds, the world was silent.

Sound waves travel at a snail's pace in the face of this level of energy.

That 0.3 seconds was visual, purely visual. The instant the two energies came into contact, there was no explosion, no shockwave, but a perfect, still sphere appeared—two completely different kinds of destruction devoured each other, canceled each other out, and transformed into each other, like two snakes with their heads and tails intertwined.

Then, the sound waves arrived.

Or rather, the scream of the atmosphere.

A shock wave of 1,200 decibels spread in all directions at supersonic speed.

The leading edge of the shock wave is a dense, visible shell of compressed air, like an ever-expanding glass dome. Everything in its path is left with no time to shatter—because shattering takes time.

The building's concrete wasn't shattered; instead, it was compressed into powder, which was then compressed into more basic silicate molecules, and finally into atoms. Within a two-kilometer radius, all remaining structures underwent a phase transition from solid to gas within a single second.

But that was just the prelude.

The real collision between Zi and Zao Kai occurs in another dimension, the dimension of space.

A crack appeared in the sky.

It wasn't that the clouds were split open; it was that reality was ripped open.

The crack was irregularly zigzagging, extending upwards and downwards from the point of impact. The upper end disappeared into the stratosphere, while the lower end pointed directly to the ground. Through that crack, one saw not the sky on the other side, but rather "nothingness"—the vacuum itself. .

The atmosphere poured into the crack like a whirlpool formed when water is being drained from a bathtub, but on a scale a million times larger.

The clouds were torn into pieces, the pieces were stretched into threads, and the threads were sucked into the crack. At the edge of the crack, the air condensed into ice crystals due to the intense pressure difference. The ice crystals were then evaporated by frictional heat, and the evaporated water vapor condensed again. The whole process was repeated hundreds of times in less than a second, forming a halo of light that constantly appeared and disappeared around the crack.

Within a five-kilometer radius, the ground resembled a wrung-out rag, the asphalt road surface was twisted into a spiral, the steel rails of the subway tunnel were squeezed out from underground and twisted into a pretzel, and entire buildings were uprooted, spinning, colliding, and disintegrating in the air.

Trees in Shibuya Central Park were uprooted in large numbers, with tens of thousands of roots spreading out in the air like upside-down brooms.

And that light—

From Yokohama to Hachioji, from Saitama to Machida, the night sky over the entire Kanto Plain was illuminated.

A color that has never been named, has no corresponding counterpart in the spectrum, and is information that human cone cells were never designed to process.

Such a bright light caused permanent damage to the retinas of witnesses, and rendered electronic devices such as cameras unusable, losing their ability to continue observing.

In the following seconds, the crack in the sky suddenly stopped expanding.

It wasn't because the power was exhausted, but because the curvature of spacetime had become so great that even the rift itself could no longer maintain its boundaries. At that point, within that spherical space with a radius of less than ten meters, the laws of physics finally collapsed completely.

Then--

Nothing happened.

No. Everything happened, but human senses couldn't process it.

At the last moment, the two energies reached an impossible dynamic equilibrium. The two destructions did not annihilate each other, but canceled each other out to a barely tolerable threshold.

The sphere expands, bursts, and releases itself, stopping its expansion just before it appears to be about to explode, and then contracts violently.

One point, then release.

The atmosphere over the entire Kanto Plain expanded outwards in a single instant, then contracted back, like a giant heart beating.

The pulsation was silent and its frequency was so low that it was imperceptible to the human ear, but when it passed through the human body, everyone's chest resonated—from Tokyo to Yokohama, from Chiba to Saitama, twelve million people clutched their chests at the same second, feeling their hearts skip a beat.

Then, the wind came.

The wind speed instantly exceeded 300 kilometers per hour, carrying concrete debris, glass shards, twisted steel bars, and car wrecks twisted into clumps, which were ejected outward in concentric circles.

The roof tiles of Tokyo Station flew up like playing cards, the stone walls of the Imperial Palace were eroded by the wind into wavy patterns, and the remaining tower of the Tokyo Skytree finally could not hold on any longer, slowly tilting, breaking, and falling with a piercing metallic fatigue sound.

The smoke and dust rose hundreds of meters into the air, forming an umbrella-shaped cloud that covered the entire Shibuya area—the shape of that cloud, as seen from satellite, resembled a blooming, gray flower.

Directly beneath the flower, where the two inhuman beings had once confronted each other, nothing remained.

There were no ruins, no remains, no Gojo Satoru, no Sukuna.

There is only a smooth, mirror-like circular depression with a diameter of three kilometers.

The surface of the depression is glassy, ​​formed by the instantaneous melting and rapid cooling of the soil, with dark brown interspersed with colorful patterns created by the melting of metal.

The sky returned to its original state, hazy and filled with smog, but through the gaps in the smog, a small patch of true, pale blue, belonging to the early morning, could be seen.

The rain started.

Those were water droplets formed from water vapor condensed on soot particles; they were grayish-black and had a burnt smell.

Raindrops fell on the vitreous depression, making a dense, pattering sound, like someone gently tapping a huge drum with their fingertips.

The rain is getting heavier.

The gray-black rainwater gathered into trickles, then into shallow streams, and finally converged into a small, murky puddle in the center of the depression.

The surface of the puddle reflected a small patch of sky.

Pale blue, quiet, as if nothing had happened.

And the entire Shibuya, under this sky, was irreversibly transformed into a pile of gray-black ruins soaked by rain.

Only now did Yue Ren reappear on the scene.

Looking at the "crystallized" ruins, he couldn't help but shudder.

These two guys are really into their fight and don't care about anything. It's just that Shibuya is empty, otherwise the underworld officers would be terrified to see so many people suddenly appear in their territory.

Unsurprisingly, by extending their senses, they discovered the two's whereabouts.

Gojo Satoru stood up amidst the 'ruins' on the verge of collapse.

His clothes were torn, and he was covered in wounds, but his eyes were excited and sharp.

His gaze swept across the entire battlefield and landed on Su Nuo on the opposite side.

At the other end of the battlefield, the pile of rubble shifted slightly.

Su Nuo crawled out with the movements of a centenarian. Of his four arms, only one was still functional. 80% of his bones were broken, and his flesh was torn open, revealing the white bone fragments underneath.

He did not use the "Reversal Technique" to heal his injuries because his magical power had been depleted.

His face was covered in blood, and only one eye could still move. After taking a few difficult steps, he paused, turned his head, and looked at Gojo Satoru, who had arrived and recovered from his injuries.

"That's a pretty good move."

The voice sounded noticeably weak; it was a miracle that it survived such an impact.

"Any last words?"

Gojo Satoru's voice was calm, as if he were simply confirming something whose answer he already knew.

Gojo Satoru's "Six Eyes" allowed him to maximize the efficiency of his spell power utilization, making the speed of spell power recovery exceed the speed of usage. Therefore, although Gojo Satoru's total spell power was not much compared to gifted players like Sukuna and Otsukotsu, he hardly consumed much spell power except for the final Phantom Shiki and the previous few domain attacks.

In contrast, Su Nuo is different. First, he attacks extensively, then "Binding" directly cuts off half of his curse power. Finally, in order to counter that empty attack, he has to continuously output curse power to maintain the damage of "Stove Opening".

Finally, only when the power of the spell was exhausted was the attack barely neutralized.

Even so, he was still injured so badly by the aftershocks that his body no longer possessed even a trace of magical power.

Now, he's no different from a slightly stronger ordinary person.

Gojo Satoru won this battle.