Chapter 155: Asuramaru, Save Me!
Asuramaru did not believe things would end so simply.
Although nothing had been stated clearly when the Binding Vow was formed in the mental world, Kenjaku and Sukuna were both thousand-year-old foxes. There was no way they had come this far without another plan prepared.
What will it be?
Will Sukuna choose to incarnate into Megumi Fushiguro, just like the original future?
With that thought, Asuramaru glanced toward Yuji Itadori, whose consciousness was gradually recovering nearby, and chose to keep watching.
For now, the show was not over.
On the scorched wasteland, Sukuna faced Satoru Gojo with his ruined body and still praised him without changing expression.
"I'll give you some credit for reaching this level."
His two faces carried the same arrogance.
"But do you really think it ends here?"
After saying that, he lowered his voice and called out.
"Asuramaru."
It sounded strangely similar to a certain desperate cry of "Mahoraga, save me."
Demon Power erupted.
Two swords gradually emerged at Sukuna's waist.
Seeing this, Gojo chuckled.
"Asuramaru, I know you're watching."
His smile widened without hesitation.
"I'm using that opportunity here."
The moment his words fell, the Demon Power surging around Sukuna split apart, flowing to one side and condensing into a slender figure.
Asuramaru appeared.
His ruby-like eyes looked at Gojo, his expression openly irritated.
"Watch your attitude."
Even so, he released Demon Power.
A twin-sword template condensed at Gojo's waist as well.
Then Asuramaru's figure scattered and disappeared.
"Take care, Asuramaru."
Gojo smiled and drew the sword at his waist, pointing the Wind Sword toward Sukuna.
"It seems you're not the only one who can use it."
"You brat!"
This time, Sukuna was truly enraged.
He drew the sharp swords at his waist and stepped forward, wielding both at once.
Gojo also stepped forward with his own sword.
The two collided again.
No grand Domain.
No devastating long-range technique.
Only the most direct battle of steel, bodies, and killing intent.
The difference was clear.
As time passed, the moment Gojo restored his Cursed Technique, Sukuna would be completely suppressed.
Meanwhile, Sukuna was also calculating.
How long until Yuji Itadori's consciousness recovered enough to seize the body back?
While both sides remained locked in combat, Asuramaru's Perception caught two presences rapidly approaching the battlefield.
Soon, those two figures stepped onto the ruined ground.
Sukuna deliberately revealed a flaw.
Gojo's kick struck him squarely and sent him flying backward.
Sukuna landed right in front of the newcomers.
When he turned his head, he saw Uraume.
They wore monk's robes, with white neck-length hair and a delicate, youthful face. In their arms was an unconscious adult man.
Uraume knelt on one knee.
"Lord Sukuna."
"Oh?"
Sukuna glanced down at them, slightly surprised.
"Uraume?"
Uraume remained respectful, though a faint smile appeared on their face.
"It has been a long time, Lord Sukuna. This is the new vessel."
Sukuna looked at the unconscious body and immediately felt disdain.
But Yuji was waking.
The time he had left in this body was shrinking fast.
There was no room to hesitate.
Gojo was already charging toward them with twin swords in hand.
Sukuna threw one of his swords at him.
At the same time, Uraume activated their Cursed Technique.
"Ice Formation: Frost Calm!"
A breath of freezing air passed through Uraume's palm.
Everything ahead froze.
A massive wall of ice rose from the ground, blocking Gojo's advance.
Sukuna could not help praising them.
"Well done, Uraume."
Then he poured his soul into the little finger of Yuji Itadori's body.
With his other hand, he tore it off.
He threw the severed finger directly into the mouth of the unconscious vessel.
Yuji collapsed.
The new vessel stood up.
After a brief adjustment, Sukuna successfully took control of the body.
His first words were full of irritation.
"This body is trash."
Uraume quickly explained, "This is already the best vessel we could find. As for the vessel you selected, Kenjaku and the others have already gone to retrieve him. They should arrive soon."
Sukuna had originally planned to leave.
Hearing this, he stopped.
"In that case, I'll wait here for a while."
Gojo shattered the ice wall and walked through the falling shards.
He looked at the scene ahead, then at Sukuna's arrogant expression, and could not help teasing him.
"Giving up on Yuji's body already? Is this your way of giving up on yourself?"
Even as he spoke, Gojo was not optimistic.
Although he had overwhelmed Sukuna, his own Cursed Energy was running low. Without Domain Expansion, there was no quick way to finish the battle.
These two clearly had another plan.
He also did not know Kenjaku's exact location.
With the situation turning unfavorable, Gojo was already considering taking Yuji and leaving.
But the enemy did not intend to let him go.
Especially Uraume.
Their expression chilled as they shouted, "How dare you speak to Lord Sukuna that way!"
Sukuna, however, smiled wickedly.
"Are you already thinking of running?"
His gaze locked onto Gojo.
"Then do your best. Run as hard as you can before Kenjaku and the others arrive."
He did not care at all about exposing Kenjaku's movements.
Gojo's brow furrowed.
But he did not show fear.
Instead, he smiled with confidence.
"Then let's see who moves faster."
As he spoke, Gojo operated Reverse Cursed Technique and restored his Cursed Technique once more.
Holding twin swords, he fought against Sukuna and Uraume at the same time.
Elsewhere in Shibuya, Kenjaku and the others had begun searching for Megumi Fushiguro.
Along the way, Jogo could not suppress his curiosity.
"So you're trying to use the Shikigami inside that kid, Megumi Fushiguro, to tame Asuramaru?"
Kenjaku walked beside him and nodded slightly.
"To tame Asuramaru, Mahoraga's ability to adapt to all phenomena is indispensable."
His tone remained calm.
"And if we obtain Mahoraga, our chances of defeating Satoru Gojo will increase even further."
Dagon and the others were not particularly clever, so they simply gave up on participating in the conversation.
Jogo, however, reacted with shock.
"Are you saying even Sukuna with nineteen fingers may not be able to defeat Satoru Gojo?"
"Who knows?"
Kenjaku laughed lightly and gave a perfunctory answer.
They continued forward until they reached the overpass of the Metropolitan Expressway Route 3 Shibuya Line.
There, they finally found Megumi Fushiguro.
He was alone, fighting a Curse User.
"That's the kid, right?"
Cursed Spirits?
Megumi's expression went blank for a moment.
The Curse User beside him was also stunned.
When they looked more carefully, they saw it clearly.
Six Special Grades had arrived.
Megumi's first reaction was to take a stance.
He did not know why they were looking for him, but it was definitely nothing good.
There was only one thing he could do.
The incantation began to leave his mouth.
"Furube Yurayura... Yatsuka-no-Tsurugi Ikaishinyo..."
Unfortunately, before he could finish, Jogo had already arrived in front of him.
A punch knocked Megumi unconscious.
Jogo slung him over his shoulder in one smooth motion. At the same time, flames spread out and burned the Curse User nearby into ash.
Then Jogo turned around coolly.
"Now, let's go find Sukuna."
Meanwhile, on the ruined battlefield, Yuji Itadori lay unconscious on the ground, ignored by everyone.
Inside his body, at the boundary where sky met sea, Asuramaru watched everything unfolding outside.
Only now did he finally begin to move.
His Demon Power spread outward.
Countless intricate black threads extended through the mental world, invading every corner of Yuji Itadori's consciousness and filling it completely.
A new world began to form.
A world that belonged to Asuramaru.
Then, into Yuji's memory, Asuramaru poured scenes from the original future.
The memories of a world where everyone had already died.
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