boyutpedia Chapter 159: Imprisoned by Yumenjiang
Chapter 159: Imprisoned by Yumenjiang
On October 2018, 10, at 31:21, between Meiji Jingu Station and Shibuya Station, Yuji Itadori was running at full speed.
After exorcising several second- and third-level cursed spirits, he climbed up onto the platform and began shouting Nanami's name with all his might.
"Nana Ming~ Na, Na, Ming..."
"Wait, Yuji Itadori, the situation has changed..."
Mechanical Maru stopped him at this moment. The electronic sound, which should have been smooth and without any fluctuations, was now full of confusion and puzzlement, as if it had seen something beyond its cognition.
"Gojo Satoru...it seems like he's not sealed yet."
"Huh?" Yuji Itadori shouted, "You are really kidding me, right?"
Mechanical Maru ignored Yuji Itadori's complaints and continued to analyze on his own, "Impossible, the condition is that I will only wake up if Gojo Satoru is sealed..."
"Gojo Satoru split...? No, he learned Shadow Clone...? That's not right either."
"Itadori Yuji-kun." Mechanical Maru finally concluded, "It seems that Gojo Satoru has become two people, a man and a woman."
"Huh?" Yuji Itadori shouted even louder than before, "What nonsense are you talking about?"
Then, he was punched by Fushiguro Megumi who followed behind him, "What are you yelling about, you idiot!"
*
21:30 minutes
On the Shibuya platform, four people stood around the mechanical pill in Yuji Itadori's hand.
Nanami Kento pressed his forehead, trying to understand the message expressed by the mechanical pill.
"You mean, he split into two Gojo Satoru by himself."
"Yes." Mechanical Maru replied.
"One of them is a woman. She exorcised the special-grade cursed spirit, severely injured the sorcerer who occupied Geto Suguru's body, and prevented the sealing process."
"Yes." Mechanical Maru replied.
When mentioning the real person, Yuji Itadori's expression changed slightly.
He clenched his fists, and an expression of reluctance but relief appeared on his young face.
Nanami paused and continued, "Is it possible that this is a conspiracy created by the enemy to confuse us?"
"..." Thinking of the scene he saw in the underground station, Mechanical Maru was silent for three seconds, which was rare. After that, he said: "I think it is unlikely to be an enemy."
No enemy would be willing to step on the head of an ally and then wipe Gojo Satoru's face, right?
The price of sacrifice is too high!
He would rather believe that this was the narcissistic Gojo Satoru who split himself apart.
"Are they making any moves now?" asked Nanami Kento.
"These two seem to be chatting?" Mechanical Maru said, "They are too close and their voices are relatively quiet. I can't hear them clearly."
In, chatting, day.
Nanami Kento had a headache so severe that veins popped out on his forehead.
At this critical moment, someone created a conspiracy against him, trying to subvert the entire magic world.
And the guy who could influence the entire battle situation and decide everyone's life and death was still chatting? !
...But it must be said that everyone breathed a sigh of relief when they heard that Gojo Satoru was still doing something ridiculous at this time.
It always seemed as if as long as Gojo Satoru was still around, things wouldn't get so bad.
Nanami Kento thought calmly and gave orders: "In this case, we will split into two groups."
"I'm going to go find Ichichi first. You guys stay here and find a way to remove the ban on magicians entering."
"Everyone," Nanami Kento said before leaving, "Even if Gojo Satoru is really sealed, at least we have to do what we can."
Hisuhito Kizuna, Megumi Fushiguro, and Takuma Ino: "...Yes!"
*
The damn thing was back in my hands.
It was hot and flashing on my wrist as if to make its presence known.
But I didn't even have the mood to look up, as I was concentrating on studying the prison gate.
"There seems to be something on your wrist, don't you want to take a look?" asked Gojo Satoru.
"No." I said, "This is the most annoying thing. Watching it explode again."
“It seems I can’t open it…” I walked around behind Gojo Satoru in distress and carefully observed the prison gate that bound my hands, feet and body.
From the perspective of the six eyes, the cursed power on Gojo Satoru seemed to have disappeared out of thin air, without any trace left.
The severely injured Nose moved his fingers and finally climbed up. He still opened his mouth unwillingly: "Shut up..."
I kicked him hard on the head, and that was not enough, so I kicked him again.
Realizing that this was not safe enough, I walked over to Nozomi and injected cursed energy into his brain. Now he is completely unconscious.
He definitely won't be able to wake up for at least four hours.
"...Why not kill him." Gojo Satoru lowered his eyes and first looked at Geto Suguru's face steadily.
Then he turned to the unusually glaring seam line, "Jay wouldn't want to be manipulated like this."
I was silent for a while and said, "...I don't know either."
Maybe he thought that if he saved Noose's life, maybe Jie would have a chance to survive.
I felt heavy-hearted for three seconds, then I pulled myself together and turned to Gojo Satoru: "It's already this late, why are you still looking at him?"
"Take more care of yourself."
Because I hated the chapters after the Shibuya Incident, from that time on, I started following the comics like an ostrich.
I'll go online and browse the forums first. If everyone is complaining about the recurrence of the disease and playing with abstract plots, I'll just skip it.
This resulted in my having a very vague understanding of the subsequent plot. I only knew that the prison gate seemed to exist on two levels, the outer and inner levels, and could be forcibly opened using the Amagakiboko and the black rope.
But according to the original plot, these two things were destroyed in the Astral Plasma and Night Parade of One Hundred Demons incidents respectively.
In other words, I am now helpless.
Damn it, if only I were still Fushiguro Shigeru now, I could just take the Amenaiboko out of Ugly Bao's mouth, wouldn't everything be solved then?
Wait... In the last world, and the world before that, I successfully summoned Ugly Treasure. Will this world also...
I stretched out my hand tentatively and made a beckoning gesture.
He even shouted, "Chou Bao, come out!"
The result was nothing, nothing at all...
Gojo Satoru, who was watching my chuunibyou behavior, said: “…What are you doing?”
"I'm trying to find a way to save you." I glanced at him unhappily.
"Maybe I'll become like Angelo and be watched by people every day."
He sighed nonchalantly, "But a super handsome guy like me will definitely crowd this place."
"Huh...Angelo?" I was stunned by his bizarre train of thought.
"It's the famous Morioh-cho attraction. Don't you watch JOJO?"
. . . . . .
Very good, very good. Even at this time I still miss Morioh Town.
"Of course I've seen it, but who would have thought that you could still make a joke at a time like this, you bastard!"
After complaining about Gojo Satoru’s carelessness, I took out my phone and saw that it was already 21:32.
I only killed two of the four natural disasters. Louhu and Tuogen are still showing off outside. I have to go and take care of them.
I first lifted up Xia Youjie's body, then walked to the prison gate and asked, "Do you think I can lift this thing up and take it away with you?"
Gojo Satoru: "...Do I still have the right to say no?"
I tentatively grabbed one side of the prison door and gently lifted it up.
The moment my right hand touched the prison gate, I was instantly sucked in by a powerful force.
In the dim space, countless skulls were piled up together, their upper and lower teeth colliding and shaking constantly.
They have no eyes, but they seem to be staring at me from above.
This is probably the interior of the Yumen Territory.
All the cursed energy in my body disappeared, and I couldn't use my magic.
After observing the surrounding environment, I shouted, "What the hell is this? Why did they bring me in?"
Gojo Satoru made a weak sound, raised one hand, and asked, "...Um...can you please get up for a moment?"
"You sat on me."
……ah?
I looked down and saw Gojo Satoru lying flat on a pile of skulls, with me sitting firmly on his waist.
“…Gosh!”
I jumped up quickly.
I was wondering why it didn't feel uncomfortable at all when sitting on it, it turns out it was using it as a cushion.