[Toji Fushiguro]

As Gin and Gojo converge on Mahoraga, another conflict ignites.

Toji Fushiguro stalks forward, the legendary Playful Cloud humming in his grip. He ignores the magical duel, the shrieking monstrosity, the King of Curses. His entire world has narrowed to the black-haired man whose very essence screams of supreme physical power and demonic strength. To Toji’s uniquely null body, Satan isn’t a sorcerer or a curse; he’s the ultimate challenge, a mountain made of flesh to be conquered.

He doesn’t speak. He just moves, a blur of inhuman speed, the polearm whistling as it aims to crush Satan’s skull.

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