The Strongest Sorcerer, Chapter 44: Gojo Satoru: "You're in My Way"

“Tch.”

Seigen Amawaka cast an exasperated glance at Gojo Satoru before leaping down from the tall building, heading straight for the barrier below.

He needed to check on the injured Onmyoji and civilians to assess the severity of the situation.

Though he often displayed a cold exterior, Seigen was, at heart, a soft-hearted good Samaritan.

Casually obliterating a few Kegare that blocked his path, he strode into the barrier, which rippled like the surface of a pond.

(The barrier was designed to block only Kegare and other dangerous entities.)

“Hey, none of you are too seriously injured, right?”

With his typical poker face, Seigen’s calm and detached voice reached the ears of the crowd.

To Umaru and the others, who didn’t know who he was, the man seemed like just another stranger.

But the Onmyoji present immediately became excited.

“You—you’re…!”

One of the injured Onmyoji, lying on the ground, suddenly sprang to his feet in shock.

“Seigen-sama!”

A female Onmyoji quickly picked up where he left off, her face full of reverence.

“Seigen-sama! Xn!”

All 20 or so Onmyoji present shouted in unison.

The collective cry left the hundreds of ordinary people bewildered, but it quickly became clear that this unfamiliar man must hold an incredibly high status among the Onmyoji.

“All right, are any of you seriou—”

Seigen, still expressionless, began asking about their injuries but stopped mid-sentence when his eyes fell on the first Onmyoji who had recognized him.

That Onmyoji’s right arm was severed—a grievous injury.

He swallowed his words. A severed arm essentially meant the end of that Onmyoji’s career.

If they went to a hospital to get a prosthetic, they could return to normal life, but as an Onmyoji? That path was over.

“Seigen-sama,” the female Onmyoji stepped forward, her face full of concern.

“May I ask… where is the other lord?”

The one capable of bantering so casually with a high-ranking member of the Twelve Guardians must also be a powerful figure in the Onmyoji world.

“Are all the Onmyoji from Tokyo this slow-witted?”

Seigen’s poker face didn’t shift as he cast a glance forward.

The massive, armored True Snake-Class Kegare had fully emerged from the dense miasma, its entire form now visible.

Its grotesque, menacing face was hidden behind a mask, and its crimson armor was riddled with cracks that bore the scars of time.

There was no mistaking it. Compared to other True Snake-Class Kegare, the cursed energy radiating from this one was overwhelming.

It was nearing a cursed energy leap.

This was a Basara…

The female Onmyoji furrowed her brows—not because of Seigen’s words, but because she was deep in thought.

A second later, she blurted out, “Is Gojo-sama here?!”

Seigen didn’t reply. He merely turned his head slightly and gave her a single glance.

That glance seemed to say, “Correct.”

Lord Gojo… Gojo Satoru?!

The female Onmyoji’s emotions surged like a rollercoaster. Her body trembled with excitement.

If she had to choose an idol in the Onmyoji world, it would undoubtedly be the man who had burst onto the scene a year ago: Gojo Satoru.

The one dubbed the "Pinnacle of Cursed Energy" and the "Strongest Onmyoji."

And now, she was about to witness his battle firsthand!

Meanwhile, on the battlefield above…

“Warm-up’s over.”

Standing tall, Gojo Satoru stretched his neck and looked toward the low-level Kegare gathered below.

“Time for the appetizer.”

Without hesitation, he jumped down, plummeting directly toward the ground below.

BOOM!

The impact cratered the earth by two meters, sending gray-white dust billowing into the air.

“It’s starting…”

Watching the sudden crash, Seigen’s cold, indifferent eyes narrowed slightly.

The other Onmyoji focused intently. They now realized that the other lord was none other than the legendary Gojo Satoru!

Behind them, the hundreds of civilians instinctively held their breath.

The dust began to settle…

“Oniichan..." "Gojo-san…”

Seeing the familiar white-haired figure emerging from the dissipating dust, Umaru and Nana Ebina froze, their hearts skipping a beat.

Even though they had been mentally prepared, the sight still astonished them.

“So that’s… my future teacher?”

Seeing the reactions of Umaru and Ebina, Masuzu Natsukawa had already guessed that the man was their "mysterious" brother—her soon-to-be homeroom teacher, Gojo Satoru.

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“Hey, you trash.”

Gojo Satoru brushed the lingering dust aside, fully revealing himself to everyone.

“I’m here for the appetizer!”

The cursed energy around him began to surge…

ROAR! Xn!

Sensing the overwhelming cursed energy, the previously silent swarm of Kegare erupted in frenzied roars.

THUD, THUD!

The ground to Gojo’s left suddenly heaved…

A massive, snake-shaped Kegare burst out of the ground, its gaping maw revealing sharp fangs dripping with green venom.

But…

[Limitless Technique]

Like an impenetrable barrier, the venom stopped one meter away from Gojo, suspended in midair as though colliding with an invisible wall.

“You’re in my way,” Gojo muttered coldly.

Raising his hand slightly, crimson light gathered in his palm, forming a small sphere of condensed energy.

Gojo’s usually playful eyes now turned ice-cold.

[Limitless: Cursed Technique Reversal – Red]

BOOM!

With an explosive roar, the crimson sphere shot forth.

In the blink of an eye, the snake-shaped Kegare’s body was obliterated, reduced to chunks of debris. Only its severed head remained, swaying limply in the air.

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To be continued...