Flame Breathing, Sixth Form: Blazing Universe!
The scorching flames fiercely severed Akaza's arm and nearly split him in two. Like burning fire, it raged fiercely, its direction swayed by the slightest breeze.
This ever-changing sword technique demands extremely high adaptability from its user!
The Sixth Form continued, directly swinging towards Akaza's neck. Activating his body's immense regenerative abilities, Akaza pressed one hand against his nearly severed upper body. With his other hand, which was slowly regenerating, Akaza used his arm bones to block his neck, preventing the blade from advancing even an inch!
Kyoujurou poured all his strength into the blade, the sound of the blade grinding against bone was enough to chill one to the core. He gritted his teeth, his face taut, the veins on his cheeks throbbing.
"Never!" Akaza roared. His restrained right hand finished regenerating, and he seized the blade. The sharp edge once again cut through his skin, blood merging with the red blade. Akaza's fingertips gripped the blade tightly.
He wanted to break the nichirin blade!
Noticing Akaza's intention, Kyoujurou immediately gave up on trying to sever Akaza's neck and pulled back his nichirin blade.
Destructive Kill: Random Style!
Destructive Kill: Annihilation Style!
Akaza had no intention of giving Kyoujurou a chance to catch his breath. Almost the moment the nichirin blade was released, he launched his attack.
The sounds of air being torn apart exploded in Kyoujurou's ears, one after another. Kyoujurou stood ready, but in the face of the massive number of shockwaves, he was clearly unable to parry them all.
Amidst the smoke from the buildings turning into ruins, Kyoujurou slowly reappeared before Akaza's eyes. Without a doubt, a hint of regret appeared in Akaza's golden eyes.
"Haa... haa... haa..." Blood streamed from Kyoujurou's forehead as he gasped for air. His right arm was gone, and his remaining left arm hung limply, blood dripping from his hand onto the blade.
"Haven't you realized it yet?"
"Kyoujurou!"
Akaza raised his fully regenerated hand and pressed it against his healed chest.
"I can regenerate again and again!"
"But you!"
"Having lost an arm, you can only cling to life."
"So..."
Akaza frowned, looking at the human he favored. This appearance greatly displeased him.
"Become a demon, Kyoujurou."
"Otherwise, you will die."
Kyoujurou breathed heavily, his chest rising and falling violently. Blood seeped from the corner of his mouth. His trembling left hand slowly tightened its grip on the sword hilt, which was slick with viscous blood.
Kyoujurou still looked at Akaza with an unyielding gaze, his words as resolute as ever.
"Born as a human, one must accept death."
"Death is inevitable, unavoidable!"
"I can accept it calmly!"
"The only thing I cannot accept is if my death fails to contribute!"
He raised his left arm, the blood adding an even more vibrant color to Kyoujurou's Flame Mark.
"I feel very apologetic right now!"
"Because I lost the arm Yoizumi healed for me!"
Yoizumi?!
Mentioning that demon, Akaza remembered how he had been implicated multiple times by Master Muzan because of this demon.
Akaza's shattered golden eyes immediately flared with anger. His fist clenched, emitting a "clack-clack" sound.
Even Douma had been killed by him.
How could that demon accomplish something he couldn't!
His eye twitched repeatedly. Akaza's face was grim. A young demon, not knowing its place, intruded here, seemingly trying to ambush and kill Kyoujurou to curry favor with him.
The moment the demon's foot stepped in, Akaza casually swung his fist through the air, pulverizing the opponent into a mist of blood.
"Get out!"
Akaza slowly raised his head, his face terrifyingly cold, only indifference remaining in his golden eyes.
"Kyoujurou, then you shall die here."
"What a... pity." As the word 'pity' faded, Akaza instantly appeared before Kyoujurou. Kyoujurou, at his last gasp, struggled to dodge the fist aimed at his chest.
Blood splattered, hot blood sprayed on Kyoujurou's face, and splashed into Akaza's indifferent eyes.
His gaze slowly shifted downwards, seeing his arm severed out of thin air—a scene that felt familiar.
"If you feel apologetic, please come back and tell me then."
"Kyoujurou."
Yoizumi stood a short distance away, holding his sword, and said in a faint voice... "The Snow Pillar, Insect Pillar, and Kamado swordsman have reached Upper Moon Three's location!" Receiving the information, Kiriya Ubuyashiki immediately announced loudly.
With Yoizumi there, Kyoujurou's situation was no longer a problem... Hearing this, Kagaya Ubuyashiki's taut nerves finally got a moment of relaxation. Long periods of high tension caused him to cough uncontrollably. He swallowed the metallic taste that rose in his throat and cast a reassuring glance at his wife.
"I'm fine, continue drawing the map!"
"Have you still not found Muzan's whereabouts?"
"No!" Nichika Ubuyashiki replied.
Staring at the Infinity Castle map, which was already largely drawn, Kagaya Ubuyashiki tried to infer Muzan's possible location based on the available information.
No matter what, ordinary swordsmen must not encounter him, or it will just give him a chance to recover!
"Another Upper Rank has appeared!" With his wife Amane's urgent voice, Kagaya's light-colored eyes showed gravity.
"It's Upper Rank One!"
"The Mist Pillar and Sound Pillar have engaged him!"
A few drops of sweat rolled down his cheek. Upper Rank One, the strongest demon moon apart from Kibutsuji Muzan... "Immediately find the nearest Pillar to go reinforce them!" Kagaya ordered in a deep voice.
"The Wind Pillar and Stone Pillar are on their way!"
The deepest part of Infinity Castle.
"Damn it! Damn it!" Kibutsuji Muzan's roar echoed in this vast space.
He no longer had the gentlemanly appearance he had at the beginning; his hair had changed from black to long white hair.
Several hideous mouths grew on his arms and legs, and the bone whips behind him lashed out in anger, reducing buildings to dust in an instant.
What the hell did that damned Tamayo and Yoizumi inject into his body!
The inexplicable sense of incongruity and the constant surge of weakness in his body led Muzan to mobilize all his cells to break down the medicine within him.
Greatly weakened, his red eyes scanned his surroundings.
He had to replenish himself!
Noticing Yoizumi's presence at Akaza's location, Kibutsuji Muzan abruptly stopped.
Akaza!
If you dare to lose this time, you will die!
Muzan's voice echoed in his mind. Akaza clutched his head, slowly looking towards Yoizumi.
Don't worry, Master Muzan.
I will repay the humiliation of last time a thousandfold!
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