"Just a severed head, connect it yourself. And this face, you must protect it well."
A hoarse, chilling voice came from the skeletal demon. Its skin was light gray, hair black-green, eyes clear yellow with tiny pupils, and its face and body were covered in black spots of various sizes.
His withered hand stroked his sister's cheek, calming her.
Can't heal immediately? This poison is truly potent.
But it was only a matter of time; even if his sister was weak, this much poison wouldn't kill her.
He looked displeased at the handsome man and beautiful woman, scratching his face irritably, with such force that he tore his own skin without feeling it.
"So good, so good!"
"Nice skin, pretty face, you must be very popular!"
"I'm so jealous, so jealous! Die a miserable death!"
Gyuutarou glared menacingly at the few people nearby. Daki raised her hand, pointing at Yoizumi and Shinobu, and sobbed,
"Brother, that blond guy bullied me! He cut me twice! And that woman dared to scold me!"
"I tried so hard! They ganged up on me! Brother, avenge me!"
Siblings?
Just cutting off one demon's head wouldn't kill it. So, did they need to be cut off together to truly kill them?
Yoizumi quickly realized this.
He turned to look at Shinobu.
"Shinobu, the female demon is yours. Uzui and I are enough here."
"Understood, be careful then~"
Her nichirin blade twirled between her fingers. Being crowded here wouldn't do; the demon's sashes were a bit troublesome, so she'd lead her away.
After making her decision, she utilized the most suitable Breath of Insect. The nichirin blade had a short blade only at its tip, pointing directly at the demon's waist and abdomen.
Breath of Insect: Dance of the Bee Sting: True Flutter!
With this sword form, even she, with her weak wrist strength, could pierce through rock in one go, possessing both speed and power.
Daki tried to block with her sashes. Shinobu used a clever technique to strike the sashes at the same spot. The sharp edge of the nichirin blade easily pierced through several sashes, carrying Daki backward.
"So annoying, so annoying!"
She clutched her abdomen, which had been grazed by the blade's tip. She had just managed to dissolve the previous poison, and now she was re-infected.
Black-purple marks reappeared on her fair face, and her body felt slightly numb. Daki didn't care because she realized that this woman seemed useless except for her poison.
As if discovering Shinobu's weakness, Daki mocked her, pointing at her nichirin blade, her sharp voice full of disdain.
"You're not actually thinking of cutting off my head with a sword like that, are you?"
"Hahahahaha~ Are you kidding?"
"Even if I stretched my neck out for you, you wouldn't be able to cut it off!"
Facing Daki's mockery, Shinobu smiled indifferently, because what she said was indeed true; her insufficient height and lack of strength were flaws she could never overcome.
She could only rely on poison to kill demons.
But then, one day she encountered a demon that wasn't even one of the Twelve Kizuki, yet it easily shrugged off her poison.
At that moment, the poison she had prided herself on seemed to suddenly lose all its effectiveness, and a sense of defeat threatened to drown her.
Such demons still exist.
What if she encountered an Upper Rank, or a demon even her sister couldn't defeat?
What would she do then?
Therefore.
She never stopped exploring poison.
Refining it again and again!
Maximizing her only strength to its fullest!
Opening the hidden mechanism in her nichirin blade, a poison even more potent than before gathered at the blade's tip. Shinobu's smile faded, her dark purple eyes narrowed, and the curve of her lips straightened into a line.
"Let's try it. Let's see if I can kill you with this blade!"
..."You're quite capable."
"That's a flamboyant skill."
His body instantly returned to peak condition, all his previous exhaustion recovered. What an amazing skill.
Uzui Tengen spun the two nichirin blades in his hands, the whistling sound of them cutting through the air audible.
"Then let's have a flamboyant battle! Yoizumi!"
"You really don't see me, do you!"
"Remember! The demon who kills you is me, Gyuutarou!"
Did they think he was air, loudly plotting right there?
Twisting his body, he forcefully threw his blood-colored sickles, which flew towards Yoizumi and Uzui, their rapid rotation damaging the surrounding buildings.
"Here they come!"
He swung the chain of his nichirin blade, deflecting the blood sickles that flew directly at them. He threw several black pellets from his sleeve, which exploded violently upon friction with the nichirin blade.
With his vision obscured by smoke, Gyuutarou's tiny pupils scanned his surroundings, catching the returning blood sickles.
Bombs?
The sound of the tall man's chain came from behind him. He turned and used his blood sickles to block the nichirin blade aimed at his neck, raising an eyebrow.
"You don't actually think I'd be cut so easily, do you?"
"I didn't think so."
His arm muscles bulged with effort, yet Uzui Tengen still had the leisure to quip, "Regarding what you said about whether I'm popular, I can answer that now."
"After all, I am a noble, flamboyant, and elegant handsome man."
"I have three wives, you know~"
Huh?!
Gyuutarou's face twisted instantly, grinding his teeth in anger. Three!
Die, die, die!
Angry as he was, he didn't lower his guard; the other demon was gone!
A chill came from behind him. A white sword glow appeared in the smoke. Gyuutarou actually rotated his neck 180 degrees and bit Yoizumi's blade with his teeth.
"..."
He can do that?
"You too! We're both demons, how come you get to look like that!" Gyuutarou roared, gritting his teeth.
"Born this way?"
Yoizumi simply answered his question, pulling his blade away. The demon's saliva had gotten on his nichirin blade.
"I... I won't forgive you! Die!"
"Blood Sickle Flying Slash!"
He shook off Uzui Tengen. The blood flowing from his body transformed into numerous sharp blades, launching outwards, their trajectories erratic and numerous.
He can control these blood blades?
Sound Breathing: Rending Echoes!
Wielding his twin blades, a deafening explosion-like roar erupted in front of him. His arm muscles surged as he blocked the overwhelming blood blades. Uzui Tengen knew that if he were hit, it would be disastrous.
Snow Breathing Fourth Form: Wind-Ravaged Blizard
The wind stirred by his continuous blade swings roared like a storm, imbued with the chill of ice and snow. All blood blades attempting to approach were struck away.
A biting cold wind assailed him, and the sound of ice and snow congealing echoed from within his body. Gyuutarou tried to leap out of the attack range, only to find his movements sluggish; it had actually frozen his blood!
A thin layer of ice coated his skin. He raised his body temperature, forcibly melting the congealed blood. He couldn't get too close!
To reach this point from such a distance, if he were to make close contact, he might not be able to move at all.
He needed to create distance!
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