Bang!
The ground beneath him shattered, and Kurozawa's figure was no longer hindered. Like a raging beast, he tore through the pervasive ice crystals and frantically charged out of the Prayer Plaza.
At this moment, Doma stood in the hand of his own humanoid ice sculpture, near the ice crystals that sealed Kanae, waiting for Kurozawa to come and kill him.
But he was astonished to see that after rushing out of the ice crystal domain, Kurozawa once again used Sword Form: Constant Flux. His body transformed into a long black dragon and, without hesitation, crashed into the crowd of his cultists.
In an instant, the black dragon rampaged, and blood splattered everywhere.
Doma was stunned, his mouth wide open, unsure of what to say.
He tapped the ice crystal sealing Kanae, saying in disbelief, "Is your friend crazy? I thought he would come kill me first."
Could it be that my ice crystals invaded his brain, making him unable to distinguish friend from foe? Doma was full of doubt. He thought about it, then shook his head repeatedly.
That shouldn't be the case. He just inhaled the ice crystals; he only suffered internal injuries.
Doma wasn't soft-hearted, but he wasn't particularly bloodthirsty either. Most of his food willingly offered themselves. The number of people Doma killed himself wasn't actually that high among the Upper Moons.
Now, Kurozawa held a long black blade, killing from the south side of the crowd to the north, without even blinking. The look of satisfaction and pleasure on his face truly shocked him.
"Hey, why aren't you saying anything?"
"Oh, I forgot I sealed you."
Doma extended a hand, and the ice crystals covering Kanae's head melted.
Once she could move, Kanae coughed violently a few times, then stared into the distance blankly.
Although sealed in ice crystals, Kanae could only not move or speak. She had seen everything happening on the battlefield and had been silently cheering Kurozawa on the entire time.
When she saw Kurozawa rush out of the ice crystal domain, she thought he had decided to escape and was relieved that he could get back alive. But then she suddenly realized that Kurozawa wasn't escaping; he was slaughtering those Paradise Cultists.
"Kurozawa..." Kanae murmured softly, unable to describe her complex feelings at the moment.
She couldn't imagine why Kurozawa would do this. Leaving Doma alone, he instead killed his own kind.
Previously, these cultists had actively attacked Kurozawa, interfering with his battle against Gyutaro. Kanae could barely accept Kurozawa attacking them then. But now, with no other reason, Kurozawa's act of using Sword Form to harvest lives made it impossible for Kanae to believe.
"Hey, are you sure he's a Demon Slayer Corps swordsman?"
"Why do I feel like this person is one of us, and even more bloodthirsty than anyone I know?"
"Look at his expression. He looks very happy." Seeing her combat companion harvesting human lives, Kanae felt a sharp pain in her heart and closed her eyes, unwilling to watch anymore.
Meanwhile, Doma rubbed his chin, his eyes flickering.
He was already certain that Kurozawa was definitely not aligned with the Demon Slayer Corps. He still carried some Demon aura. In that case, there was actually no need for a fight between them.
Moreover, could the demonic aura mean he's a new Demon created by Lord? This thought arose in Doma's mind.
Seeing that Kanae had no intention of responding to him, Doma moved his fingers, and the ice crystals completely sealed her again.
At that moment, Doma suddenly noticed that the ice crystals within Kurozawa's body were being expelled by a force, and the ice poison that could continuously harm the lungs and internal organs also disappeared. His expression changed.
"Hmm?"
"No, his aura is recovering, and his injuries are healing rapidly!" Doma's combat intuition was extremely sharp. Connecting it to Kurozawa's previous actions, in an instant, he understood.
"He's not just killing people randomly. This guy doesn't have the same regenerative Constitution as us, but he can regenerate by killing people, or even make himself stronger!"
"Although I don't understand the reason, it must be like this!"
"I can't let him continue. If he gets any stronger, I really won't be able to suppress him!"
Doma discovered the truth. In his eyes, Kurozawa's figure became increasingly mysterious.
On the other side, Kurozawa, wrapped in black flames, moved back and forth through the crowd. Each slash from Mingzhou brought at least ten or more Potential Points.
Slaughtered by Kurozawa like this, the once imposing Paradise Cultists had long since fallen into fear. Although they had the determination and courage to die, seeing the blood and corpses everywhere, they instinctively wanted to escape.
"Aren't you yearning for death? I'll help you find liberation!" Kurozawa licked the corner of his mouth, suddenly stood still, and frequently used Surface Slash.
Sharp blade light, two to three meters wide, shot out, specifically targeting the areas with the most people.
Potential Points +6, Potential Points +7, Potential Points +5, Potential Points +6, Potential Points +4, Potential Points +5. In the corner of his vision, the Potential Points grew rapidly. It wasn't much each time, but the frequency was extremely high. The speed of the increase surpassed all of Kurozawa's previous battles.
Kurozawa had already used Potential Points to add another point to Strength, Speed, and Constitution. The backlash damage from the Secret Technique: Sword Form and the internal injuries from the ice crystal domain had now completely recovered.
He had entered a peak state stronger than ever before.
Whoosh! A sound of something cutting through the air rang out. A long, sharp ice spear sliced across the sky and came towards Kurozawa, interrupting his thoughts.
"It seems Doma knows my purpose."
Moving his toes, Kurozawa kicked the ice spear away with his leg. It shot into the ground nearby, only revealing a small section of its tail.
"Immortal Demon Body... Wait a little longer, accumulate some more Potential Points. If there are side effects, I can fix them all at once."
998, 1002. After one slash, Kurozawa's Potential Points broke through the one thousand mark for the first time! His eyes moved, and he once again used Surface Slash towards a location where ten or so people were gathered.
Potential Points +4, Potential Points +3, Potential Points +3, Potential Points +2. "Just as I expected, fewer and fewer."
"But even if it drops to one point, it's still the most effective way to gain Potential Points, unless it completely disappears."
Kurozawa looked into the distance. His surroundings were covered in ice crystals, flames, and blood. Wrapped in black flames, he truly looked like he had walked out of hell, as Doma had said.
Tens of thousands of people stood still, letting him kill them. If they all died, their bones could cover this large plaza, a thousand meters in radius. If Mingzhou were an ordinary Nichirin Blade, it might break seven or eight times and still not finish the job.
At this moment, Doma stood atop another ice Bodhisattva, closing in on Kurozawa's position. It wasn't pity for the cultists' lives, but rather an unwillingness to see Kurozawa continue to improve.
With a wave of his hand, a large number of ice weapons solidified and whistled towards Kurozawa from all directions.
Kurozawa glanced indifferently, saying nothing. A fierce slash shattered Doma's Blood Demon Art, and then he continued to pursue the scattering crowd, like a tiger entering a flock of sheep.
No matter how much Doma tried to stop him, he couldn't protect everyone.
Kurozawa intended to ignore Doma, just as he had originally planned, moving throughout Lotus Town, harvesting Potential Points.
At the same time, as if seeing through Kurozawa's thoughts, Doma's eyes narrowed.
"What a decisive and ruthless mind. I want to stop, but he doesn't seem willing."
"These people... I can't let him kill any more!"
Doma took a deep breath, then slowly raised his hand before bringing it down heavily.
His face instantly turned as pale as paper.
In an instant, sharp-edged ice crystal snowflakes fell from the sky within a one-kilometer radius, just like the miracle Doma had displayed at the beginning of the so-called Sacred Selection.
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