ligma death

non-lethal Domain opens very quickly, leaving almost no time for opponents to react. Simple Domains are ineffective within it, as demonstrated when Kashimo activated his Hollow Wicker Basket in Hakari's Domain, only to realize it was useless. Similarly, Sukuna didn't even bother to use his Simple Domain in Higuruma's Domain, recognizing that without a lethal sure-hit attack, there's no threat that would warrant such a defense.

In Ligma's Domain, the rules are straightforward: if he completes his farming task first, he can debuff any opponent who hasn't finished theirs by 30%. If someone takes too long and has no results, Ligma can root them to death. However, he might lie about the Domain's conditions to trap opponents. If someone completes their farming before him, like Rin, they avoid any effects from the Domain.

Ligma's trump card, created with a binding vow, is a powerful but risky tool. When activated, it closes his Domain immediately and debuffs him by 25% in exchange for debuffing a single opponent by a significant amount. This card is rarely used because of its severe drawbacks.

Initially, Ligma intended to use his trump card from the beginning, bringing more people into the Domain to amplify the debuff. However, his plan didn't go as expected. He hoped to debuff Rin by 80%—combining the effects of completing his farm first with his trump card—but Rin's success in her farming task thwarted this strategy.

"Hora, hora, come at me," Rin taunted, her voice laced with a challenging edge as she stood poised for battle. Her smile, a blend of confidence and anticipation, revealed her sharp and calculating eyes.

One of the sorcerers stepped forward, charging at Rin with cursed energy channeled into a brass knuckle-like weapon on his fist. His movement triggered the rest, and soon, they all rushed at her together.

As the first sorcerer charged at Rin, his brass-knuckled fist crackling with cursed energy, she moved with lightning speed. She grabbed him by the waist, pulling him close before driving her knee into his groin with brutal force. The man let out a strangled cry of pain, but Rin wasn't done. She instantly channeled her ice-cursed technique, freezing his most vulnerable area solid. Without hesitation, she delivered a second, devastating kick, shattering the ice—and him—completely. The man collapsed to the ground, lifeless.

The sight sent a wave of shock through the remaining sorcerers, but it was too late to back down. Driven by fear, anger, and desperation, they surged forward, attacking Rin from all sides.

Rin knew this wasn't going to be an easy fight. The sheer number of sorcerers meant she couldn't afford to let her guard down for even a second. Despite the debuff weighing her down, she fought with calculated ferocity.

Another sorcerer swung a sword at her, its blade infused with cursed energy. Rin ducked under the swing and, with a swift motion, delivered a sharp elbow strike to his ribs, followed by an ice-imbued punch to his chest. The sorcerer was thrown back, crashing into the ground as ice began to spread from the point of impact, freezing him solid.

The others attacked relentlessly, using a mix of cursed tools, techniques, and raw physical strength. Rin's movements became a blur as she dodged, blocked, and countered with lethal precision. She focused on weakening her opponents, targeting their joints and pressure points with her ice attacks, slowing them down and making them easier to take out.

One sorcerer attempted to sneak up behind her, but Rin spun around just in time, catching his wrist and twisting it painfully. She slammed him into the ground, freezing his arm to the earth before stomping on his head, knocking him out cold.

Despite the odds, Rin's confidence never wavered. She moved with a deadly grace, her mind sharp as she analyzed her opponents' movements, exploiting their weaknesses with ruthless efficiency. The numbers were against her, but she was far from being overwhelmed.

The battlefield soon became littered with the fallen sorcerers, their bodies frozen in grotesque positions, a testament to Rin's power and skill. She stood in the midst of the carnage, her breath steady, her eyes cold and unyielding.

Ligma, watching from a distance, felt a shiver of fear crawl up his spine. He had thought the debuff would give his team the edge they needed, but Rin had proven to be an unstoppable force even at half strength.

"Is this the best you've got?" Rin called out, her voice carrying across the battlefield. Her eyes locked onto Ligma, daring him to make a move. "If so, you're all as pathetic as I thought."

The surviving sorcerers hesitated, their resolve crumbling as they realized the futility of their efforts. Rin's icy gaze swept over them, and for a moment, the entire battlefield seemed to freeze under her stare.

Rin allowed herself a brief moment of reflection as she surveyed the scene. "My hand-to-hand combat has definitely improved," she mused, her thoughts sharp and analytical. "But defeating these cannon fodder doesn't make me invincible. It just means I'm stronger than them. I can't afford to think for even a second that I'm more than that."

The sorcerers had severely underestimated her, assuming that ganging up on a newly appointed special grade as she claims would be enough to bring her down. They had been gravely mistaken, and Rin could see the regret in their eyes as they struggled to comprehend the gap in power.

Meanwhile, Takumi watched the battle from behind a stone, his expression unreadable but his mind racing. He had been observing every move, every technique, trying to gauge the true extent of Rin's strength. "Rin is way stronger than I thought," he thought, a mixture of awe and uncertainty settling in his chest. "Or maybe... they're just too weak? I can't tell."

He had always known Rin was powerful, but witnessing her in action was something else entirely. The way she moved, the way she dispatched her enemies with ruthless efficiency—it was clear that she was in a league of her own. Yet, even as he acknowledged her strength, a part of him couldn't help but wonder if she would fare the same against an opponent of equal or greater power.

Before Takumi could dwell on his thoughts, Ligma, realizing that his debuff had lifted much earlier than expected—obviously understanding why—began to approach Rin. His expression was unreadable, but a dangerous glint flickered in his eyes. The hoe in his hand started to grow larger with each step, transforming into an intimidating weapon, its blade gleaming with cursed energy. He was gearing up for a fight.

Rin, noticing Ligma's approach, turned her gaze towards him, her smile fading as she assessed the situation. The battlefield had been cleared of lesser threats, but it was clear that Ligma was ready to step up and face her directly. The playful taunt in her eyes was replaced with a cold focus as she recognized the seriousness of the coming confrontation.

As the fight began, Rin immediately engaged in hand-to-hand combat, channeling her cursed energy into each strike. Her movements were precise and controlled, each punch and kick infused with the cold, relentless power of her ice-cursed technique. Frost formed around her fists, leaving trails of icy mist in the air as she attacked.

Ligma, however, was not to be underestimated. His cursed technique allowed him to harness the abilities of the vegetables and fruits he had grown, and he used them to full effect. As Rin closed in, Ligma summoned a large, spiked vine from the ground, its thorns as sharp as daggers. He swung the vine towards Rin, aiming to entangle her in its grasp.

Rin reacted swiftly, dodging the vine with a quick sidestep and countering with "Frost Calm." She unleashed a wave of freezing air that blasted towards Ligma, causing the vine to freeze solid and shatter into pieces. The ground beneath them was now covered in a thin layer of ice, making it difficult for Ligma to maintain his footing.

But Ligma wasn't deterred. He summoned a massive pumpkin from the earth, its tough rind acting as a shield as he charged forward. The pumpkin absorbed Rin's next blow, the ice shattering against its hardened surface. Ligma then swung his hoe, which had transformed into a weapon resembling a giant scythe, aiming to slice through Rin's defenses.

Rin anticipated the attack, ducking under the scythe's arc and responding with "Ice Fall." She raised her hand, and sharp, crystalline shards of ice rained down from above, targeting Ligma. He quickly countered by summoning a wall of thorny vines, but the ice shards were relentless, piercing through the barrier and forcing him to retreat.

Ligma gritted his teeth, realizing that Rin was more formidable than he had anticipated. He summoned the power of a fiery chili pepper, igniting his scythe with intense heat, and charged at Rin with renewed ferocity. The blade, now searing hot, cut through the air, melting the ice around it as it bore down on Rin.

Rin, unfazed, met his attack head-on. She channeled her cursed energy into her fists, striking the scythe with enough force to knock it aside. The impact sent a shockwave through the battlefield, but Rin remained composed, her eyes locked onto Ligma. She followed up with a rapid series of strikes, each one pushing Ligma further back.

Despite the intense heat of Ligma's scythe, Rin's ice-cursed technique allowed her to withstand the temperature. She continued to press the attack, using her frost-covered fists to pummel Ligma. He attempted to counter with various fruits and vegetables—each one granting him a new ability—but Rin was relentless, her attacks overwhelming him.

As the battle raged on, Ligma began to falter. His movements became slower, his attacks less precise. Rin, sensing his weakness, unleashed a powerful kick infused with cursed energy and ice. The blow connected with Ligma's chest, sending him crashing to the ground. The ice spread rapidly, encasing him in a frozen shell that immobilized him completely.

Breathing heavily, Rin stood over Ligma, her eyes cold and unyielding. "So, why did you come after me?" she asked, her voice barely more than a whisper. "Coming after me was your biggest mistake, lil bro."

"..."

With Ligma defeated, the battlefield fell into a tense silence. The surviving sorcerers watched in awe and fear, realizing they were no match for Rin's overwhelming power. Even Takumi, who had been hiding, couldn't help but be impressed by the sheer strength she had displayed.

But Rin didn't care why they had come after her—she had more important matters to focus on. Day after day, she heard more about Sukuna's reign of terror, how he raped and killed whenever he pleased. She knew she needed to grow stronger, if only to have the power to run when she inevitably crossed paths with him.

"Hardcore? Really?" Rin mused, a hint of frustration creeping into her thoughts as she sat down on the pile of sorcerers' lifeless bodies. "I don't know why I thought they'd be stronger. Ligma was the only one even close to the peak of Grade One level. Sheesh."