As the seemingly dissimilar markings appeared on Chinatsu's forehead, and as Kokushibo watched Chinatsu's figure gradually overlap with Yoriichi's, his pupils trembled, and fragments of memories and emotions that did not belong to him surfaced in his mind.
[What is there to be happy about? What is there to be joyful about? What have you taken your life for?!]
A brown-haired youth dressed in samurai attire stood in front, his eyes fierce and menacing, his brown hair swaying in the air, uttering low, ghostly shouts at someone in the first-person perspective.
As the scene of the low shouting ended, the next scene began, and this time the young man, wielding a red and black cinnabar sword, charged step by step toward the main viewer.
Although there are no further scenes, what is conveyed is not only the memory but also the emotions involved, so even without the later scenes, Kokushibo understands what happened next.
Instant kill!
Kokushibo unconsciously covered his cheek with his hand, and drops of cold sweat flowed down his face.
Is this Yoriichi? Yes, it's Yoriichi in his youth, but whose memories are these? They're definitely not mine. Could it be Lord Muzan...?
Kokushibo instantly understood everything; he had briefly discussed this topic with Muzan during a casual chat.
However, this part belongs to Muzan's dark history. Just as Kokushibo would not tell others in detail about his dark history of almost being instantly killed by the elderly Yoriichi, Muzan did not talk about this part in detail either. He only said that he lost to Yoriichi. Now it seems that this is really going to be a fictional story.
Yoriichi... Just how strong are you?!
Kokushibo recovered and looked at Chika directly in front of him. Seeing her figure overlapping with Yoriichi's, Kokushibo felt even more lost.
Let's keep wandering, feeling lost.
In a real battle, Chika was undoubtedly at a disadvantage, but on the battlefield that was invisible to the naked eye, Chika had the advantage.
Hesitation weakens you!
Hesitation leads to defeat!
"Hinagami Kagura: Dragon Halo - Head Dance!"
Chika's entire body erupted with dazzling flames, and a ferocious fire dragon materialized. With a single step, Chika's figure vanished, replaced by the fire dragon that charged swiftly toward Kokushibo.
Chinatsu had used this move before when she fought Rengoku Kyojuro, but at that time, neither her basic abilities nor her proficiency with Hinokami Kagura were very high. With such sword skills, she could only fight "Flame Tiger" to a draw.
But now the Halo Dragon she was using had been completely revamped. As Kokushibo watched the Halo Dragon approaching him at an astonishing speed, he gritted his teeth and brandished his Hollow Cry God.
"Breath of the Moon - Fourteenth Form - Calamity - Full Moon!"
Countless crescent-shaped sword energies were unleashed, which overlapped to form a vortex, and these vortices overlapped again to form a tornado.
The dragon with the halo rushed straight into the lunar tornado, and instantly blood splattered from the fire dragon and the crescent tornado. The next moment after the blood splattered, the fire dragon forced its way out of the crescent tornado, opening its blood-red maw to bite off Kokushibo.
Bang!!!!!!
A deafening explosion of flames erupted from the ground, and the crescent vortex transformed into a fiery tornado. If the sounds of Kokushibo's sword technique could be ignored before, this attack was truly impossible to ignore.
[The battle in the Sword Forging Village continues!]
Even knowing this, they were somewhat powerless. Leaving aside Tanjiro and Muichiro fighting against Gyokko, Mitsuri and the others fighting against Zōhaten were truly close to their physical limits. Fighting someone like Daki was one thing, but fighting anything beyond that was another matter entirely.
"What's going on? It's already unbelievable that two Upper Moons suddenly appeared, how come there are more~" Mitsuri gasped for breath, enduring her rumbling stomach as she got up from the ground.
Three Upper Moon swordsmen appeared in the battle of the Sword Forging Village!
This is a situation that is probably unparalleled in the entire history of the Demon Slayer Corps. After all, the whereabouts of demons are always unpredictable. They have never seen three Upper Moon demons walking together, let alone three Lower Moon demons walking together.
As the seconds passed, the vortex of flames gradually disappeared. At the center of the vortex, Chinatsu's Crimson Blade and Kokushibo's Hollow Cry God Collided, and both blades trembled slightly.
Although the "Dragon of the Sun Halo" broke free from the "New Moon of the Sky," the Dragon of the Sun Halo, weakened by the Crescent Moon Sword Qi, was still blocked by Kokushibo in an instant.
A bone-chilling heat appeared on Kokushibo's body. Although the Sun Halo Dragon failed to hit Kokushibo directly, the high intensity of Sun Breathing at close range still affected him.
Similarly, Chika was also affected by the Moon Breath. The crescent-shaped sword energies were so dense that Chika didn't pay attention to the smaller crescent-shaped sword energies, which left a lot of scars on her body.
The injuries on other parts of her face weren't as noticeable, since she was wearing clothes, which made the severity of her facial injuries all the more apparent.
Disfigurement!
If an ordinary woman suffered this level of injury, it would definitely be disfigured, because in this era there was no such thing as cosmetic surgery or skin repair surgery. This level of wound would truly disfigure her.
Unfortunately, Chinatsu is not an "ordinary woman".
Within Kokushibo's six eyes, the gruesome wounds on Chika's cheeks were healing at a visible speed, and the aura emanating from her body was gradually changing.
This regeneration...
This aura...
Kokushibo stared at Chinatsu in disbelief. His shocked expression was strikingly similar to that of Akaza, the top-tier MLM employee in the Mugen Train arc.
"You...you're a ghost? No, you're not a ghost, who are you?!" Kokushibo's eyes widened as he questioned him.
Despite the somewhat deranged Kokushibo, Chinatsu maintained her indifferent expression and continued to provoke Kokushibo's mind with her words.
Guess~
Chinatsu's flippant remark caused Kokushibo's heart to erupt like a long-dormant volcano, and his anger was revealed without the slightest attempt to conceal it.
He shook off Chika, who was facing off against his own sword, and then gripped his own Hollow Crying God with both hands, slashing sharply from top to bottom.
At that moment, the silent night sky seemed to grow even darker.
Countless crescent-shaped sword energies fell from the sky like a meteor shower. Each crescent-shaped sword energy that fell to the ground created huge cracks, as if it were about to tear the earth apart.
Of course, what Kokushibo wanted to tear apart was not the earth, but Chinatsu!
"Breathing of the Moon - Sixteenth Form - Moonbow - Crescent Moon!"
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