I, the Geo Archon Morax with 2.1 Billion Mora, Have Joined a Chat Group [143]

“Oh?” In response to Gojo Satoru’s statement, Suguru Geto asked with an amused tone, “Are you trying to say that we can’t even beat such weak sorcerers? By my calculations, our chances of victory are over 50%, you know.”

“Oh, and by the way, I’ve included your student, Yuta Okkotsu—the monster with infinite cursed energy—in my calculations. Even he can’t compare to you, nor is he stronger than Sukuna with five fingers, am I wrong?”

“Unless…” Geto’s gaze sharpened as he looked into Gojo’s eyes. “You sorcerers have some other ace up your sleeve? Perhaps something to do with the ‘fingers’ you mentioned earlier?”

“No matter what tricks you’re hiding, it won’t change anything. As long as Sukuna appears, we’ll still win.” Jogo, however, remained unfazed by Gojo’s mocking tone.

Jogo’s only wish was for curses to become the dominant force in the world, replacing humans as the main protagonists. And fifty years from now, alongside their Mother, he would explore the endless unknowns of existence—even at the cost of his own life. Even if it meant he could never be resurrected, even if no one remembered him…

It didn’t matter.

As long as the world fifty years later turned out as he envisioned, it would all be worth it.

“It seems the volcano-headed curse in front of me has its own convictions.” Gojo Satoru glanced at Jogo, his lips curling into a sinister smile. “But do you know the reason behind the recent phenomenon of the Heavenly Proclamation?”

“The Heavenly Proclamation?”

Jogo’s expression shifted sharply as soon as Gojo mentioned it.

Suguru Geto’s eyes narrowed slightly in response.

Meanwhile, Mahito, whose stitched face always wore exaggerated expressions, squatted down and stared directly at Gojo. “You know the reason behind the Heavenly Proclamation? The curse and sorcerer voices that echoed across the world—you understand it?”

“Of course.” Gojo’s gaze remained steady, his mischievous smile unwavering. “It’s the result of a god answering Itadori Yuji’s prayer—responding to his wish and fulfilling his request.”

“HAHAHAHA! A god?!” Geto burst into laughter. “Are you kidding me? A sorcerer who believes in gods?!”

“We are gods, and curses are demons!”

His voice elicited no response from Gojo, only a faint scoff.

“A real god?” Geto leaned in close, his expression turning grim.

“A very real god,” Gojo repeated, his grin widening with abandon. “Omnipotent, omniscient, capable of altering the rules of the world at will. And the method to summon this god once more lies with my student, Itadori Yuji.”

“No matter how you plan, no matter how much you strive to destroy humanity or dream of a different world,” Gojo’s voice cut through their thoughts with chilling precision.

“God has already decided. All your schemes and efforts are meaningless.”

“The Mother you curses revere is a protector sent by the god to humanity. The diminishing of cursed energy was arranged by this god in response to Itadori Yuji’s prayer.”

“No matter how you struggle, it’s nothing but an illusion—a mere mirage.”

Gojo’s mocking laughter filled the air as he continued, “I’m looking forward to the day I’m unsealed, watching as you all desperately fail—utterly incapable of achieving your goals. Hahaha!”

“Damn it! Close the Gate!”

Suguru Geto swung his hand, and the [Prison Realm] slammed shut.

For a moment, his smile faltered, his eyes wide as he turned to the three curses nearby. “You all heard what Gojo Satoru said. What’s your decision now?”

“Find Itadori Yuji, resurrect Sukuna, and seize the item he uses to pray to the god,” Jogo replied without hesitation, his resolve unshaken.

Life and death were secondary to his ultimate goal.

“I can sense it too. What Gojo Satoru said is true. The Mother is indeed created by a great god, and the rules were established by this god,” Mahito added, licking the blood off his fingers with his long tongue. “But Gojo might still be hiding something. I doubt the god is entirely on humanity’s side. The rules it set benefit humanity, but they don’t completely forsake curses. It may depend on who is praying.”

“If Itadori Yuji, a human, prayed for humanity, the god would grant his wish. But if we obtain his ‘item,’ the balance might shift in our favor,” Mahito explained.

“Exactly,” Geto’s sinister smile returned as he nodded. “We need to locate Itadori Yuji as quickly as possible and take the item he possesses.”

“Though Gojo mentioned a ‘finger,’ we can’t be certain he was telling the truth.”

“So, our next target is confirmed?” Geto looked at the three curses.

He received two determined nods and one indifferent gaze.

“Choso, are you still planning to kill Itadori Yuji in this situation?” Geto’s expression turned cold.

“If—and I mean if—I find him first, can I kill him?” Choso asked quietly. “After all, if we get that item, Sukuna will no longer be needed.”

“If you—”

Geto’s words were interrupted as the [Prison Realm] suddenly slammed into the ground, releasing a torrent of cursed energy that carved a massive chasm into the earth.

“This…” Geto’s smile vanished once more. “The gate hasn’t fully parsed Gojo’s information, and he’s interfering. It’ll take some time before it can move again.”

“And…”

He spun around, sending a sharp curse from his sleeve to destroy a transmitter-like device hidden in the ceiling.

“They likely already know that Gojo is sealed but hasn’t been taken away.”

“Wow, wow~~!” Mahito exclaimed theatrically before grinning maniacally. “This edge-of-death thrill—it’s another form of human potential, isn’t it?”

“Let’s split up. The three of us will search for Itadori Yuji immediately. Geto, you guard Gojo’s seal,” Jogo suggested.

The monk crossed his legs and sat down, his wide robes pooling around him. “Leave it to me.”

“Then… move out!”

Jogo launched himself forward, disappearing in an instant.

Mahito and Choso followed closely, vanishing into the shadows.

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“Let’s consolidate our information.”

Grade 1 sorcerer Mei Mei leaned against a wall, her brow furrowed as she surveyed the bloody aftermath.

Lifeless modified humans lay strewn at her feet, their blood pooling into a small stream.

“First, Gojo Satoru is sealed. Second, Yuji, you possess something—a ‘finger’—that Gojo instructed you to use. Third, Gojo’s abilities have prevented them from moving the seal, leaving it stuck five floors underground.”

“Correct,” replied the mechanical voice of a communicator in Mei Mei’s hand.

“Then my recommendation is…”

The voice continued, “Yuji should head to the station immediately to alert everyone that Gojo has been sealed. Mei Mei, you should wait in the underground passage until the barrier disappears. Then, coordinate with other Grade 1 sorcerers to rescue Gojo.”

“Risky, but a sound plan,” Mei Mei agreed with a nod. She turned to Yuji with curiosity. “By the way, what exactly is this ‘finger’ Gojo mentioned?”

“Uh…” Yuji scratched his cheek sheepishly. “Sorry, I can’t say yet. It’s a decision made by the higher-ups and Gojo-sensei. But since he asked me to use it, you’ll see soon enough.”

“Heh, I look forward to it.” Mei Mei’s lips curved into a sly smile as she licked her dry lips.

“Let’s get moving!” the communicator urged.

“Right.”

Without hesitation, Yuji sprinted toward the surface.

Reaching the rooftop, Yuji shouted with all his strength, “Nanami!! Gojo-sensei has been sealed by curses!!”

His voice echoed far and wide.

Then, taking a translucent finger from his pocket, he held it up to the moonlight before biting down.

Crunch!

The finger shattered.

In his mind, Yuji prayed with all his might:

Please help me… Save Gojo-sensei, eliminate all curses in this area, and protect the innocent caught in this mess.

“Zhongli… please.”

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T/N: here we gooo

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