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A player in Jujutsu Kaisen

I am a player in the world of jujutsu Kaisen watch my journey to the top of the world and put my name into the heavens.

ThePpp_Pppp · Cómic
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133 Chs

Instant body of distorted killing [97]

Kashimo's laughter echoed within the distorted realm of Mahito's Domain as the two continued their intense exchange of blows. The chaotic dance of curses and lightning-fast strikes reached a climax as Mahito, now feeling the flow of the battle, unleashed a barrage of ferocious attacks on Kashimo. Each strike was delivered with precision and power, and Kashimo found himself on the receiving end of Mahito's relentless assault.

However, the battle took an unexpected turn when Mahito, with a triumphant grin, announced the use of "Black Flash." As Mahito's fist made contact with Kashimo's body, a surge of black lightning manifested at the point of impact.

The Black Flash left a distinct mark, and the damage inflicted resonated within Mahito's Domain. Yet, rather than succumbing to the accumulated injuries, Mahito's curse technique seemed to experience a rejuvenation, countering the effects of potential burnout.

Kenzo watching this al go down just looked at the scene with a serious look,Mahito seem to be growing exponentially but that was why he summoned him,he needed to do something about the Yuji Sukuna thing. It seemed as if he had placed himself on what seemed to be a self-impose binding vow to not hurt Yuji.

....Sukuna might take advantage of that and so he needed a way to separate them while leaving Yuji intact and Mahito transfiguration skill was just what he needed,with his buff as long as Mahito could separate Kashimo from the person he reincarnated in, Kenzo could buff Mahito enough so that he could the same to Sukuna and as soon as Sukuna is no longer in Yuji body...the king of curse would die.

Mahito better not dissapoint him and better serve his role or...

Kenzo observed with satisfaction as Mahito successfully separated Kashimo from his vessel. The wide grin on Mahito's face mirrored the amusement he derived from the situation.

Kashimo, now separated from his host, appeared confused about his current state. Mahito, ever the playful entity, explained the situation to him, expressing his desire for more entertainment. Kenzo understood that Mahito's plan involved not only separating Kashimo but also providing him with a temporary body to prolong the interaction.

This turn of events meant they had achieved the first step – separating a reincarnated player from their host without causing immediate harm. Now, the focus shifted to the next phase of the plan: buffing Mahito to a level where he could effectively transfigure and manipulate Sukuna's soul.

Kenzo's anticipation grew as he witnessed the unfolding developments, knowing that the outcome of this encounter could reshape the course of his strategy against the king of curses, Sukuna.

As Kashimo unleashed a substantial amount of electricity, the sensation of power coursing through his body seemed to invigorate him. The constraints that previously held him back were lifted, allowing him to access his abilities more freely. The surge of electricity symbolized newfound freedom, and Kashimo reveled in the liberation from any restrictions imposed on him.

Kenzo watched attentively, acknowledging that the removal of these limitations might pose a challenge but also presented an opportunity. Kashimo's increased power could make him a formidable adversary, yet it also opened the door for Mahito to further test and enhance his abilities.

The dynamics of the situation were evolving, and Kenzo remained focused on the broader objective – finding a way to separate Sukuna from Yuji while ensuring the survival and success of their plan. The unfolding events held the promise of both challenges and revelations.

Mahito, with a gleeful and childlike demeanor, observed Kashimo's newfound power with excitement. His eyes reflected the joy of a battle enthusiast who had just discovered an unexpected twist in the fight. Mahito's expression radiated eagerness, as if the prospect of facing a more potent opponent only fueled his enthusiasm.

"Well, isn't this interesting? More power means more fun! Let's see what you can do now, Kashimo!" Mahito exclaimed with a mischievous grin, clearly relishing the prospect of a more exhilarating and challenging battle.

The clash between Kashimo and Mahito intensified, with both combatants unleashing their enhanced abilities in a fierce exchange. Mahito, amped up by the previous Black Flash and fueled by the thrill of the battle, began to match Kashimo's intensity. The air crackled with tension as each strike and counterstrike sent shockwaves through the battlefield.

Kashimo, empowered by the surge of electricity, moved with newfound agility and precision. His attacks carried the weight of his battle junkie spirit, seeking the thrill of facing a formidable opponent. On the other side, Mahito danced between offensive and defensive maneuvers, his transfiguration abilities giving him the flexibility to adapt to Kashimo's assaults.

The clash was a symphony of strikes, dodges, and energy surges, creating a dynamic battlefield where the boundaries of power and strategy were continually pushed.

Mahito's fist struck Kashimo's chest with precision, and in that very moment, another Black Flash erupted, sending Kashimo hurtling through the air. The surge of black energy left an indelible mark on Kashimo's body, showcasing the raw power of Mahito's evolving abilities. The battlefield echoed with the impact, and Mahito, lost in the euphoria of the flow, reveled in the sensation of overwhelming strength.

As Kashimo struggled to regain his composure after the forceful blow, Mahito's excitement only intensified. The battle had reached a crescendo, a thrilling dance of power and skill. Mahito, fueled by the joy of combat, was determined to push his limits further, relishing every moment of the exhilarating clash with Kashimo.

Mahito's transformation unfolded with an eerie grace, a metamorphosis that mirrored the monstrous strength within him. As he touched his own face, the contours of his features began to shift and reshape. Muscles bulged, and his frame expanded into a more monstrous form, bearing an uncanny resemblance to Hanami, another formidable Cursed Spirit.

The transformation continued, each moment revealing a more muscular and monstrous version of Mahito. His body now boasted incredible toughness, a testament to the evolving power surging through him. The air crackled with an ominous energy as Mahito embraced his newfound strength, his grin widening with an almost childlike glee. The battlefield had become the canvas for his evolution, and Mahito reveled in the frightening beauty of his transformed state.

"Finally, I see it... the true shape of my soul," Mahito declared with a wide grin, his voice carrying a mix of excitement and satisfaction. He relished in the revelation of his enhanced form, a manifestation of his evolving power.

Kenzo, observing from the sidelines, could feel the immense surge of energy radiating from Mahito.

With a sinister and almost childlike glee, Mahito turned his attention to the disoriented Kashimo. "What do you think of my new form?" he inquired, his voice filled with a twisted satisfaction. "The shape of my soul has evolved, thanks to you. I appreciate the entertainment you've provided. Now, let's see how you fare against the true embodiment of perfection!"

Kashimo, despite being battered and facing a formidable opponent, couldn't help but revel in the battle. A wicked grin spread across his face as he responded with an excited tone, "Finally, a real challenge! Let's see what this new form of yours can do!"

Kashimo continued to trade blows with Mahito, his fists striking the transformed sorcerer's monstrous form. However, no matter how hard he hit, it seemed that Mahito's newly acquired body was incredibly resilient. Kashimo, undeterred, grinned widely as he felt the tough exterior. In his battle-junky enthusiasm, he saw this as an exciting challenge—a barrier to break through before claiming victory. "Nice armor you got there! But I'll enjoy tearing through it and ending this!" he exclaimed with a mixture of determination and delight.

Mahito, empowered by his newly evolved form, unleashed a relentless assault on Kashimo. His strikes were powerful and swift, easily overpowering Kashimo's attempts to defend himself. Each blow seemed to carry the force of a wrecking ball, and despite Kashimo's resilience, it became clear that Mahito had ascended to a level beyond his opponent.

Kashimo, in the midst of the onslaught, found himself struggling to keep up. The battle-junky excitement on his face began to brighten as he realized the vast difference in their strength. Mahito's evolution had turned the tide completely, and the fight was now a matter of time before he emerged victorious.

This greatly excited him.

Mahito, now possessing an enhanced and monstrous form, continued his relentless assault on Kashimo. With every strike, he showcased the raw power of his evolved physique. Kashimo tried desperately to defend himself, but Mahito's attacks were overwhelming.

Each blow from Mahito's transformed body seemed to carry an unimaginable force.

Kashimo's attempts to counter were met with ferocious resilience as Mahito's monstrous strength became increasingly apparent. The battle had shifted dramatically, and Kashimo found himself on the receiving end of an onslaught he couldn't match.

Despite Kashimo's battle-junky spirit, the reality of Mahito's evolution became undeniable but he didnt care.

Despite the relentless beating he received, Kashimo refused to give up. With a burst of determination, he unleashed a massive explosion of electricity. The shockwave of energy rippled through the air, creating a powerful burst of light and sound. As the smoke cleared, Mahito's monstrous form emerged, his armor bearing visible cracks.

Kashimo, on the other hand, was on his knees, utterly drained of energy. The battle had taken its toll on him, but there was still a triumphant smile on his face. Despite the odds, he seemed content with the outcome, having pushed himself to the limit.