Chapter 29: The Last Sacrifice

Chapter 29: The Last Sacrifice

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Uraume's ice spear flew through the air, charged with a cursed energy so cold it froze everything in its path. Pikachu's body was paralyzed, trapped by exhaustion and the relentless power of Sukuna's servant. Every second felt eternal, and fate seemed inevitable.

Tengen, seeing the hopeless situation, closed his eyes. He knew they couldn't afford to lose Pikachu, who had been the only one capable of defeating Sukuna. In a last attempt, he gathered what little energy he had left and extended his barrier, forming a protection that stood between Pikachu and the spear. But Uraume's attack was too powerful. The barrier shuddered, and although it managed to deflect the impact, the ice shattered it into thousands of fragments.

The resulting explosion launched Pikachu backwards, landing heavily on the ground. Tengen was also thrown aside, weakened beyond her limits. It seemed all was lost.

Uraume slowly approached, his face impassive and cold as the storm around him. "Sukuna-sama cannot be defeated so easily. This world always belonged to him, and I will do his bidding, no matter the cost."

As he walked, the ground beneath his feet froze, leaving a trail of ice behind him. Kenjaku, off to the side, watched in satisfaction. He had achieved what he wanted: Pikachu and Tengen were helpless, and Uraume, his final card, was fulfilling her end of the bargain.

"Perfect, Uraume. The sacrifice is almost complete," Kenjaku said in a calm voice, his eyes twinkling with pleasure as he watched the events unfold. "Soon we will be able to revive Sukuna completely, and the world will fall before us."

But as Uraume raised another hand to finish the job, something changed. A bolt of energy shot across the sky, illuminating Kenjaku's dark domain with a blinding glow. Uraume stopped in surprise and looked towards the source of the light. Kenjaku frowned, sensing that something was not right.

Time seemed to stop as Uraume's cursed ice spear flew towards Pikachu, aiming straight for its heart. The frigid energy it emanated was so intense that the very air seemed to freeze in its wake. Tengen, weakened and trapped, could do nothing but watch in horror as Uraume's final attack was about to seal Pikachu's fate.

But Pikachu, though exhausted and covered in frost, was not going to give up without a fight.

"I can't fall now!" she thought with all her might, her body shaking under the weight of ice and exhaustion. He remembered all those who had fallen, his friends whose lives had been manipulated by Kenjaku and Uraume. He remembered the promise he made to himself to stop evil and protect the innocent.

At that moment, from deep within him, something awakened.

A dormant energy, a spark that had been growing within him, was released with a burst of electrical power. A deafening clap of thunder echoed through Kenjaku's domain, and Pikachu's body began to glow with a blinding light. It was a manifestation of his will, of his determination to press on despite everything.

Uraume's ice spear was just inches from its target when Pikachu, with a titanic effort, unleashed his Ultimate Lightning Strike. It was an attack that surpassed anything Pikachu had ever done before, a torrent of electrical energy so pure and powerful that Kenjaku's own domain began to crack under its force.

Pikachu's lightning collided with Uraume's spear, and for an eternal instant, the two powers clashed in a titanic battle. Uraume's cursed ice began to melt under the lightning's scorching heat, but the spear continued forward, fueled by Uraume's hatred and undying loyalty to Sukuna.

But Pikachu did not back down.

"For all of them!" Pikachu thought, pushing his energy to the limit. His body glowed brightly, as his lightning grew in power, destroying every vestige of Uraume's attack. The spear began to fracture, its fragments falling to the ground like tiny ice stars.

Finally, with a burst of pure energy, Uraume's spear completely disintegrated, and Pikachu's Ultimate Lightning headed straight for Uraume.

"Sukuna-sama!" —Uraume shouted, seeing the lightning approaching, but there was no time to react.

The lightning struck Uraume with full force, engulfing his body in a storm of electricity. Uraume fell to his knees, his androgynous face twisted in pain, but even in his final moments, his gaze remained that of a devoted servant. To Uraume, his life had only had one purpose: to serve Sukuna.

With a final whisper, Uraume fell to the ground, his body frozen in a final bow.

Pikachu, panting, could barely stand. His attack had consumed all of his remaining energy, and every fiber of his body screamed in exhaustion. Kenjaku's domain trembled, fracturing from the amount of power unleashed, but Pikachu knew he wasn't out of the woods yet.

Kenjaku, watching from the shadows, showed a surprised expression, but quickly regained his sinister smile. "My, Pikachu. You've defeated Uraume... but that doesn't change anything."

With a wave of his hand, Kenjaku began to restructure the domain, reinforcing it with his vast cursed energy. The lifeless corpses of Jin Murasame, Tsubaki Gojo, Angel, and Takako Uro were still trapped in Kenjaku's cursed web, their bodies being manipulated like puppets.

"You've exhausted your power, little one," Kenjaku sneered, his voice echoing in the cold, dark air. —"You have nothing more to offer me. Now, let us see how you bear to see your friends, those who fell, subdue the great Tengen with the remains of Sukuna in the final assimilation."

The lifeless bodies began to move, slowly advancing towards Tengen, who was still weakened and trapped by the cursed barriers. Pikachu, barely conscious, could do nothing but watch in horror as his former companions were used as tools in the hands of Kenjaku.

Tengen, who until then had shown unwavering calm, for the first time seemed to hesitate. The body of Tsubaki Gojo, one of the closest to her, moved clumsily, his face empty of life but still full of power. Kenjaku was using those who were once allies and friends to break her.

—"No!" —Pikachu thought, with all his might. —"I can't let this happen..."

But his body did not respond. The electricity within him had been depleted, and his legs trembled under the weight of extreme exhaustion.

Kenjaku raised his hands, controlling the corpses like a puppet master, and with a final gesture, he ordered the attack.

But before the bodies could touch Tengen, a dark presence materialized out of nowhere, interrupting the moment with a blast of cursed energy.

"Stop!" a cold voice shouted.

Uraume, his body partially rebuilt, had returned once again, but this time, something was different. The fury radiating from him was palpable, and his cursed ice technique began to spread throughout the domain, covering everything in an icy mist.