Chapter 11: Uro...4

Chapter 11: Uro...4

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The cave shook with fury as the fates of Pikachu, Uro, and the world around them collided in a battle of powers that seemed destined to shatter the very foundations of reality. Pikachu, now a being enveloped in the cursed energy, fought with a rage that was not entirely his own. The dark electricity crackling from his body was as much a reflection of his strength as it was of the curse that threatened to consume him. Takako Uro, the Special Grade Sorceress, watched him with growing concern. He was no longer just a corrupted creature; Pikachu had reached a level that even she had not anticipated.

With a beastly roar, Pikachu charged again. His paws barely touched the ground as he unleashed his most devastating attack yet: **Black Flash**. In that instant, time seemed to stand still. Space distorted around her as the cursed energy and her physical blow aligned in perfect synchronicity, creating an explosion of black force that surpassed anything she had ever unleashed before.

The impact was devastating. Uro, for the first time in the battle, was completely outmatched. Her air barrier, which had previously easily deflected Pikachu's attacks, shattered, and her body was flung backward, crashing into the cave walls. A gigantic crack opened in the ground where she had fallen, spreading like a network of deep scars across the terrain.

Pikachu panted, her body shaking from fatigue and overuse of cursed energy. Though she could barely stand, her gaze was fixed on the spot where Uro had fallen. But there was no time to savor victory.

The crack in the ground, from which the purple and black light emanated, began to expand. Pikachu felt a chill run down his spine as a much darker, more ancient presence emerged from the depths. The entire cave began to tremble again, but this time, the sensation did not come from the battle between him and Uro, but from something much larger.

From the depths of the crevice, an amorphous figure began to rise, its serpentine form like a living shadow. Its mere presence distorted the air around it, and the cursed energy in the atmosphere multiplied. Pikachu instinctively stepped back, feeling an unsettling connection to the creature. The ancient serpent, whose existence had been forgotten by history, had awakened.

Takako Uro, still wounded but not defeated, struggled to her feet, a mix of fury and shock on her face. "What the...?" she whispered as she saw the emerging figure.

The cursed serpent, a being said to be able to adapt to any phenomenon, opened its glowing eyes, like two dark suns radiating pure malice. The energy it emanated resonated with the cursed energy enveloping Pikachu, and for an instant, it seemed like the two were connected by an invisible thread. Uro, now understanding the gravity of the situation, frowned. "This has gone too far."

The serpentine monster, however, was not focused on Uro or Pikachu. It seemed to be observing everything around it, assessing the state of the world it had left behind for millennia. Its tongue whistled through the air, sensing the conflicting energies. Then, with a movement as quick as lightning, the snake launched itself into attack.

Pikachu, barely able to stand behind the Black Flash, tried to react, but the creature's power was overwhelming. In the blink of an eye, the snake coiled around him, its massive body trapping the little yellow mouse in a prison of muscle and darkness. The pressure was unbearable, and Pikachu's cursed energy was beginning to dissipate, as if the beast was absorbing its power.

"I won't let you do that!" Uro shouted, his voice filled with rage. He raised his hands and, with a gesture, summoned a storm of icebreakers so fierce that the very air seemed to be torn apart. The cursed snake released Pikachu, turning to face the new threat.

The sky, even inside the cave, seemed to respond to Uro's call, as blue energy and gusts of wind enveloped his body. The sorceress was no longer playing around. The battle against Pikachu had been a distraction, but now she was determined to eliminate the snake before chaos spread across the world.

Pikachu, freed but weak, could barely move. His eyes blinked as he watched the battle unfold between Uro and the cursed snake. Despite his fatigue, an idea began to form in his fractured mind: if he didn't do something, both of them could lose their lives.

With his last strength, Pikachu concentrated all of his remaining cursed energy. He knew he couldn't defeat the snake on his own, but maybe, just maybe, he could channel its power to help Uro in this final battle. He closed his eyes, and a final spark of dark electricity began to form around his body.

The fate of the Jujutsu world hung in the balance, and Pikachu, Uro, and the cursed snake were about to decide it all in an instant.

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