Chapter 162: One-Punch Man Arc
As Asuramaru faded from Yuji Itadori's Innate Domain, he once again experienced the sensation of crossing between worlds.
His existence peeled away from the Jujutsu Kaisen world little by little, rising beyond its surface and drifting into the vast sea of stars.
This time, the process was unexpectedly calm.
There was no crushing pressure.
No murderous intent.
No terrifying being shattering the void with a casual strike.
It was peaceful enough that Asuramaru almost wondered whether the system had exaggerated the danger of the so-called Seventh Realm.
After an unknown amount of time, he finally reached the destination of this crossing.
The moment he entered the new world, his vision went dark.
All senses vanished.
When consciousness returned, he found himself hanging at the waist of a young man.
At the same time, the system's voice rang in his mind.
[Ding! World traversal successful.]
[Due to the Host's perfect performance in the previous world, this world will fabricate a perfect identity for you.]
[World Traversed: One-Punch Man.]
[Fabricated Identity: Demonic Sword Asuramaru.]
[The legendary god who governs Demonic Swords. It is said that he can grant supreme power to a recognized Sword Master, but his whereabouts have always been unknown.]
[Bound Sword Master: Mumen Rider.]
[Current Mission: Hunt Boros.]
[This mission has no limit on the number of participants. Rewards will be distributed based on contribution and damage dealt. Boros's death will directly trigger the next traversal.]
The moment Asuramaru heard the world and mission target, he nearly lost his composure.
"System, are you serious?"
His voice carried rare disbelief.
"You want me to take Mumen Rider to fight Boros?"
The system also seemed to realize that this arrangement was somewhat unreasonable and immediately gave an explanation.
[Ding! Although the mission target is Boros, there is no limit on participants.]
[Considering that the current Sword Master is too weak, the Host may spend 10,000 emotion points to select a second Sword Master.]
[Note: The chosen Sword Master must be recognized by the world.]
There was a chance to choose a second Sword Master?
Asuramaru calmed slightly.
After thinking for a moment, he asked tentatively, "Can I choose Saitama?"
The system replied at once.
[Ding! The world has rejected your request.]
Asuramaru frowned.
"Then what about Atomic Samurai?"
[Ding! The world has rejected your request once again.]
Rejected again.
Asuramaru began seriously considering the rules behind it.
After a brief silence, he made a third choice.
"I choose Speed-o'-Sound Sonic as the second Sword Master."
This time, the system did not answer immediately.
There was a short pause.
Then the reply came.
[Ding! The world has agreed to your request.]
The next moment, a series of prompts rang in Asuramaru's mind.
[Ding! Automatically deducting 10,000 emotion points.]
[Beginning binding process for the second Sword Master: Speed-o'-Sound Sonic.]
[A logical identity has been arranged for you.]
Only after that did the system prompts finally stop.
Asuramaru immediately felt something new.
He now possessed two sets of vision.
One belonged to Mumen Rider.
The other belonged to Sonic.
He could clearly observe the movements of both Sword Masters at the same time.
But before he could study the situation in detail, the system spoke again.
[Ding! Would you like to draw the third template?]
As the prompt appeared, a large roulette wheel manifested on the system panel in front of him. It was filled with various Demonic Sword templates.
Asuramaru stared at the wheel.
What could he draw this time?
With a solemn expression, he began the draw.
The wheel spun rapidly.
After a long moment, it finally slowed and stopped on a pitch-black sword hilt. A demon's profile was engraved upon it.
The sword itself looked like a shattered mirror, its body covered in countless fine cracks. Yet the edge still radiated a cold gleam unique to itself.
At first glance, Asuramaru recognized it.
Demon Sword Thousand Fragments.
Unfortunately, he could not feel happy about it.
"In the One-Punch Man world, isn't Demon Sword Thousand Fragments a little too weak?"
[Ding! Congratulations, Host, for obtaining the template: Demon Sword Thousand Fragments.]
[Collecting three templates allows the first template, Asuramaru, to undergo template promotion. Required cost: 10,000,000 emotion points.]
The moment he heard that final number, Asuramaru's mood sank to the bottom.
Ten million?
Even if you made me die from anger, I still wouldn't be able to afford that.
After calming himself, Asuramaru helplessly opened his personal panel.
[Host: Alex]
[Templates:]
[Asuramaru: Fully Unlocked]
[Arcana: Fully Unlocked]
[Demon Sword Thousand Fragments]
[Exclusive Sword Spirit Form Available]
[Template Abilities:]
[Telekinesis: Unlock cost, 30,000 emotion points. After unlocking, the Host may consume Demon Power and mental energy to control objects telekinetically.]
[Thousand Fragments: Unlock cost, 20,000 emotion points. After unlocking, the sword can freely split into a thousand fragments.]
[Seal Breaker: Unlock cost, 100,000 emotion points. After unlocking, Demon Sword Thousand Fragments in its fragmented state can penetrate energy and ignore seals.]
Looking at the abilities provided by the template, Asuramaru could only say they were useful.
Somewhat useful.
Not overwhelmingly so.
More importantly, this world was full of hidden dangers.
After thinking for a moment and looking at his nearly one million emotion points, Asuramaru made a decisive choice.
"System, unlock Telekinesis and Thousand Fragments first. Also, give me one Diamond Ten-Pull."
[Ding! A total of 150,000 emotion points consumed.]
[Template abilities Telekinesis and Thousand Fragments have been unlocked.]
[Beginning Diamond Ten-Pull.]
[Thank you for your patronage.]
[Thank you for your patronage.]
[Platinum-grade Ability Upgrade Card obtained.]
[Thank you for your patronage.]
[Thank you for your patronage.]
The prompts continued one after another.
Just when Asuramaru thought the 100,000 emotion points had gone straight down the drain, a new notification suddenly rang in his mind.
[Ding! Congratulations, Host, for obtaining the Space-Time ability: Flying Thunder God.]
[Effect: The Host may place Flying Thunder God Marks on objects. Space-Time transfer can be performed by consuming Demon Power.]
This time, Asuramaru's helpless mood finally improved slightly.
"Flying Thunder God?"
His thoughts moved quickly.
"Paired with Demon Sword Thousand Fragments, it doesn't seem impossible. If every fragment is engraved with a Flying Thunder God Mark, the effect should be excellent."
After temporarily stabilizing his mindset, Asuramaru finally turned his attention toward his two so-called Sword Masters.
The first one he observed was Mumen Rider.
The young man wore a green helmet and goggles that covered most of his face. His body was wrapped in homemade yellow armor, and beneath him was a green bicycle.
He was currently pedaling through the streets.
The scene looked ordinary.
Almost too ordinary.
Pedestrians passed on both sides from time to time. Some chatted casually, while others glanced toward him with recognition.
A high school girl across the street pointed at him and tugged at her classmate's sleeve.
"Hey, isn't that the Rank 1 C-Class Hero, Mumen Rider?"
Heroes in this world were divided into four classes, from highest to lowest: S-Class, A-Class, B-Class, and C-Class.
Her classmate followed her gaze.
Then her eyes lit up.
"It really is him! It's Mumen Rider in person! I've always liked him."
"Should we go ask for an autograph?"
The two girls spoke excitedly.
Most of the nearby pedestrians reacted in much the same way.
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