The first thing Aleph noticed was his body.

  “It’s the same… a plete replica.”

  He didn’t hesitate to use his elemental sight. In his chest y a fragmented crystal. It itch-b color.

  The hiiced was his clothes. It was her than the formal ‘Fire MOTH’ uniform most personnel wore.

  “Hm… Iructible, huh…”

  Aleph tried to peer into its position, only to find out it was made of ordinary materials.

  There was, however, something added into it.

  Psshk-!

  Aleph easily tore a part of its sleeve. Within a blink, it was restored to its prior state.

  “It doesn’t have any defensive fun, but… it’s iructible.”

  It was simir to his Ratio Teique. It acted more on rules instead of logic. His clothes couldn’t be broken down, but every bit of damage doo it passes through Aleph’s body.

  In short, it was a normal set of clothes, but iructible.

  Rumble-!

  The ground Aleph was standing shook. He was currently on the rooftop of a high-rise building. The building itself almost fell over due to the impact.

  “Hm…”

  The world in his eyes turned dark blue. No obstrus blocked Aleph’s sight as he began receiving tless information about this city.

  ‘Tokyo, Shibuya Ward.’

  'My Japanese will work, alright.'

  ‘Curtain.’

  ‘Two familiar people.’

  A dozen seds ter, Aleph’s vision turo normal. He closed his eyes and focused on processing the things he learned.

  ‘Shibuya… There was a familiar aura trapped in another dimension. Was that Satojo? And…’

  Rumble-!

  Bam-!

  A huge explosion occurred not far away from him. The shockwaves sent strong tremors to the ground. Aleph stood still as his eyes narrowed to the se of destru. A signifit portion of the Shibuya Ward started to get toasted by crimson fmes. Several buildings already colpsed, which triggered a rea and caused a few more to do so.

  “Eh. That seems to be his full output if I weren’t mistaken.”

  He crossed his arms while watg the fight between two people from a distance. One of them was the ‘Ryoumen Sukuna’ that killed Kashimo within a mihe other one was a volo-headed curse spirit that could turn his surroundings into molten magma.

  heless…

  “He wasn’t as destructive as a newborn Herrscher.”

  One had to know that without Anna’s deliberate suppression, more than half of the city would’ve been turned into gciers in one go. Jogo’s ‘maximum’ output was limited to several city blocks—a ward at best.

  Being ‘influenced’ by Li Shuwen’s teags, Aleph wao test something out.

  He didn’t hold back.

  Hum-!

  Buzz-!

  The ey of his cursed energy—nearly reag 5,000 units—was revealed all in one go. It was extremely potent, to the point space itself froze for a moment. The radius of its influenpassed the entire enclosed ward (Shibuya).

  Naturally, it didn’t go unnoticed.

  Sensing all sorts of cursed teiques momentarily halt, he lightly exhaled. The intended effect that he waook pce.

  “Let’s see, who’s the first one…”

  *****

  It was very sudden. Aremely strong cursed energy emerged out of thin air.

  The scarred man took a look at the cube in his grasp. He was very positive that the stro porary sorcerer was still ihe cube.

  “...Who is it?”

  A thousand years.

  That was how long this pnning took. The scarred man known as “Kenjaku” was about to put his pns into pce.

  “A fn sorcerer..?”

  It wasn’t just him. Everyone who was fighting momentarily stopped.

  “...What the hell was that?!”

  “...”

  The blonde-hair weirdo stopped in his tracks. His mind was taken by the sudden cursed energy that appeared out of thin air.

  “Yuta Okkotsu?! But this wasn’t supposed to happen..!”

  ‘That’s… no, it shouldn’t be him.’

  The other person, a young man with bck hair, dehe cims inwardly.

  ‘Yuta-senpai should be busy with something. Only sensei was here.’

  The mission briefings prior to their entry to the curtain-covered Shibuya appeared in his mind.

  The young man was also forced to stop the ritual he was about to begin. His fisted hands made several gestures as a dark shadow crept onto the weirdo.

  A huge elephant emerged from it.

  Hoo-!

  Bam-!

  “Ughk! You—!”

  It was a domino effect. Be it the indepe sorcerers, fn sorcerers, or anyone else, the first thought in their mind was to run away.

  What was told to them was to simply cause chaos. The man whht them together was responsible for ‘sealing’ Satojo.

  With his 'seal', they could do what they wanted without the fear of Satojo showing up and capturing them with zero effort.

  Of course, there were people who weren’t intimidated by that.

  “Tsk, tsk. I wonder who it was.”

  The man fshed a cocky smile.

  “That kid wasn’t here, and so was that woman.” He muttered before fag the volo-headed cursed spirit. “Or is it?”

  Numerous emotions came to the cursed spirit, Jogo.

  ‘Damn it! This wasn’t part of the pn, Kenjaku..!’

  When Satoru was sealed, the cursed spirit, Jogo, came to vihe King of Curses to fight for their cause.

  There weren’t any other special-grade sorcerers other than Satojo in their pn!

  “Oh? This—”

  Sukuna was the first oo notiething off.

  Right as the cursed energy source popped off, it disappeared. His senses could not notiything, but his intuition built through innumerable battles told him something.

  Jogo’s widened eye g Sukuna. The former was still stuck at the premise of another special-grade sorcerer interfering in their pns.

  Only—

  Click-!

  A crisp sound of a bde being sheathed rang in their radius. The hing Sukuna saw was the fragmentation of space.

  That was right.

  It was as if space itself was cut into pieces…!

  Tchk-!

  Shatter-!

  A strong surge of cursed energy inated from Jogo. His dozeer radius was turned something akin to a shattered mirror. Light itself was dispced as the space was cut down. It formed an illusion of a distorted broken mirror.

  BAM-!

  The surge of cursed energy finally took pce. All the cuts in space were restored as its impact read to the ground. It was also at this moment did the sound of air being cut resound.

  “Tsk!”

  Sukuna looked at his wounded arms. He ushed back by several dozeers. He crashed through three buildings before he stopped.

  “This bastard..!”

  Amidst Jogo’s previous pce was a cursed spirit cut into pieces. These bits started to turn into purple lights before disappearing pletely. A blue-haired man who wore an etric overcoat was seen holding a sheathed katana in his hands.

  Flutter-!

  Sukuna happeo meet his gaze.

  Despite the signifit distaween them, he still mao read the man's lips:

  “How would you like this to go down, King of Curses?”