In JJK With Naruto Powers

Bang!

The huge mecha was knocked back by the punch, and the ground shook continuously.

"What a powerful force!"

Although Mechamaru in the cockpit was protected by a steel shell, he was still shaken by the blow, falling back and feeling dizzy.

He gritted his teeth and forcibly controlled the mecha to stop its body.

'No, a protracted war is not good for me.'

'The damage to my mecha will accumulate, and eventually, it will be scrapped.'

'I must quickly end this battle.'

"Charge for five years!"

"Pigeon Viola!"

As Mechamaru's voice sounded, five turrets emerged on the shoulders of the mecha.

Bang!

Five missiles, infused with a massive amounts of cursed energy, fired simultaneously, creating a dazzling light in the sky.

These homing missiles carried the hope and faith in his heart.

But they were not aimed at Mahito—they were targeting the chains that bound him, preventing his return to the embrace of Jujutsu High.

Mahito transformed his cursed energy into wings.

Two wings sprouted from his back as he circled rapidly, dodging the missiles.

Tsk!

'So they have built-in tracking. I can feel the terrifying power inside them.'

'If I get hit, I'll be seriously injured at least.'

In that case...

Whoosh!

Mahito abruptly changed direction, flying straight toward Mechamaru.

His arm squirmed and morphed into an extremely sharp blade, glinting with a cold light.

"Let's see how you control those missiles once I cut your wires."

Swish!

The blade slashed down, severing the wires behind the mecha's head in a flash before sliding along its armored shell.

Sizzle!

Sparks erupted from the mecha's steel plating, and Mahito's strike left a deep groove.

Lightning crackled as half of the mecha's arm lost control.

However, inside the cockpit, Mechamaru didn't panic.

He clenched his fists and punched Mahito, sending him flying backward.

Then, a gleam of determination flashed in his eyes.

Countless memories raced through his mind, finally settling on his comrades at Jujutsu High.

I can win...

I want to... reunite with everyone in a healthy body!!!

"Reload the technique!"

"Ahhhhh!!! Die!"

Blood trickled from the corners of Mechamaru's mouth.

His eyes were bloodshot, and veins bulged on his forehead.

With a roar, the mecha's fist transformed into a high-speed spinning drill, striking Mahito with full force.

This attack is an all-out gamble!

Mahito was blasted backward at high speed, his face covered in blood.

.Mahito laughed and said, "Hahaha! You actually pushed me this far."

"But this is where it ends."

He suddenly opened his mouth, revealing three pairs of pale, miniature hands.

The hands interlocked, forming an intricate hand seal.

"Domain Expansion: Embodiment of Self-Perfection!"

As Mahito spoke, an empty and oppressive space unfolded, enclosing Mechamaru within it.

Mahito hovered cross-legged in the air above the domain, his long blue hair fluttering.

Behind him, countless pale hands bloomed like a grotesque lotus flower.

A massive hand extended, slamming Mechamaru's giant mecha into the ground.

The mecha thrashed for a moment but then fell silent. Even its lights flickered out.

The machine that had unleashed overwhelming power just seconds ago was now reduced to lifeless scrap metal.

"That's that."

Mahito gazed indifferently at the immobile mecha before him.

"I'm sorry to have extinguished your last hope."

"As someone born from negative emotions, I can taste the despair in your heart right now."

"But don't bring dreams and hope into battle. It only makes you look pitiful."

With hands behind his head, Mahito turned his back to Mechamaru, speaking like a victor addressing the defeated.

Inside the dark cockpit, Mechamaru hung his head in silence.

Is this a Domain Expansion?

This is true, inescapable despair.

But...

There is a domain...

One passed down through generations, created specifically for the weak.

A vision flickered in his mind—a woman with long blue hair.

With a fierce gaze, she suddenly drew her sword.

At this moment, Mechamaru's head snapped up, his bloodshot eyes widening.

Blue flames of cursed energy surged around him.

"New Shadow Style: Simple Domain!"

Outside, Mahito's expression stiffened, surprise flashing in his eyes.

Just as he turned—

Mahito's pupils dilated as he looked down at his pierced body in disbelief.

Blood spewed from his mouth as his body contorted and twisted—before exploding into a mist of crimson.

Snap!

His domain shattered!

"It worked!"

Mechamaru clenched his fists.

Just one more step...

If I can defeat Geto, I can escape!

I can win!

The faces of his friends at Jujutsu High resurfaced in his mind.

But his joy was short-lived.

Snap!

Like a mirror shattering, his beautiful vision crumbled.

Then, the cockpit barrier was blown apart.

A red alarm blared.

It was the sound of impending doom.

Mahito's face twisted into a feral grin.

His left arm morphed into a massive, high-speed spinning drill, aimed directly at Mechamaru's face.

'So... I didn't kill him completely?'

Mechamaru's pupils shrank in horror.

His heart sank into the depths of despair as he glanced at the glowing red self-destruct button beside him.

There's no other choice.

I'm sorry... I won't get to see you all again.

Boom!

The drill tore through the cockpit's defenses, closing in.

Mechamaru's gaze turned resolute.

With a final roar, he slammed his palm toward the button.

"Come on! Mechamaru!!!"

Suddenly—

A pair of massive hands appeared, crushing Mahito's drill in an instant.

At the same time, they halted Mechamaru's hand, preventing him from pressing the button.

Outside, Kenjaku stood with his hands in his pockets, while slightly raising his eyebrows.

"Huh? Am I seeing things? I thought I saw a flash of yellow just now."

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