Sudden Change: The Rock Demon's Formidable Strength!
"What?!"
Rock Demon's murky, crimson eyes snapped open.
He didn't even see Obanai's sudden movement. He only saw a blur before his eyes, and the blood-covered heterochromatic swordsman appeared in mid-air in front of him like a ghost!
Obanai gripped the knife handle tightly with both hands.
The purple-white sword energy on that wavy Nichirin Blade was so dense that it became tangible, like two intertwined, raging serpents opening their gaping maws capable of devouring everything.
"Break it right now!!"
A silent, hysterical roar erupted from the depths of Xiaoba's heart.
The blade flashed, cutting fiercely into the crack in the Rock Demon's armor at the neck!
"Sizzle--!"
The sharp blade of the Nichirin Blade successfully sliced through the remaining rock armor on the Rock Demon's neck, biting deep into his dark red demon flesh, cutting through the skin, cutting through the muscles, and even touching the hard cervical vertebrae!
The purple-white sword energy raged wildly at the wound, scorching the Rock Demon's cells.
We won!
On the high ground, the soldiers who had been watching intently finally couldn't help but erupt in wild cheers.
In their view, this strike, powerful enough to cleave steel, would absolutely sever the head of this terrifying monster!
However--,
Hovering in mid-air, holding a knife in both hands, Obanai... in that instant...
He felt a chill that shot straight to the top of his head, instantly freezing the blood in his entire body.
"Wrong!"
"The blade is stuck!"
Obanai despairingly discovered that her Nichirin Blade had just cut the last inch into the Rock Demon's cervical vertebrae.
A terrifying resistance, completely defying the laws of physics, suddenly clamped the blade tightly from both sides!
That's not the hardness of the rock.
That was the survival instinct that the Rock Demon unleashed when it sensed the threat of death.
He forcefully controlled the broken muscles and bones in his neck, closing them instantly in a violent manner, locking tightly against Obanai's potentially deadly blade!
"I can't cut... I don't have enough strength!"
Obanai's arms were bulging with veins from overexertion, but his physical strength, already pushed to its limit, could no longer be squeezed out of even a fraction of the power needed.
"Human... you did a good job."
Just when Obanai was in a desperate situation with no way out.
The Rock Demon's enormous head, still attached to its neck with only a thin sliver of flesh remaining, suddenly emitted a chilling laugh.
There was no fear of death in those crimson eyes.
Instead, a destructive urge emerged, a complete abandonment of reason, and an absolute rage.
"They actually pushed me to this point... they even almost severed my neck."
The Rock Demon's voice seemed to come from the depths of hell, filled with endless resentment and tyranny.
"But the game is over!"
"Since this fragile humanoid body cannot withstand your Nichirin Blades, then I will—completely discard this laughable shell!"
"For that lord's ambition, and to crush you obstructive Demon Slayer..."
"I will make this land your graveyard!"
"Boom--!"
A terrifying, suffocating Demon Aura suddenly exploded out of the Rock Demon's body in a ring shape!
The force of the shockwave was so great that it sent Obanai, who was suspended in mid-air and exhausted, flying away!
"Bang!"
Obanai crashed heavily into a pile of rubble dozens of meters away, spitting out a mouthful of blood. She barely had the strength to stand up.
But he paid no heed to his own injuries; his heterochromatic eyes, one gold and one green, were fixed on the strange event ahead with extreme horror.
"What is he doing?!"
In Obanai's trembling gaze.
The Rock Demon that was nearly beheaded made an inexplicable move.
Instead of pursuing him, he suddenly knelt down and plunged his thick arms deep into the rock beneath the quarry!
"The ultimate trump card..."
"Ultimate Kill: Blood Demon Art-- "
The Rock Demon's mangled body began to wither and dissolve rapidly in a horrifying manner.
His flesh and bones transformed into streams of dark red liquid, which flowed wildly down his arms and into the thick layers of rock beneath the quarry!
"--The Desolate Prison Giant Puppet - Completely Petrified!!"
"Snap! Snap, snap--!"
The ground throughout the entire quarry began to tremble violently!
"Run! The earth has cracked open!"
The government soldiers on the high ground let out desperate screams.
In their terrified gazes.
The solid rocky ground in the center of the quarry collapsed and shattered with a deafening roar.
Immediately afterwards, those huge rock blocks, weighing several tons or even tens of tons, seemed to come alive, frantically converging, piecing together, and merging in mid-air.
The dark red blood of the Rock Demon transformed into the veins and tendons connecting these rocks.
Amidst the deafening roar,
A colossal monster, so enormous it inspired despair, slowly rose from the ground amidst a sky full of dust and red light!
Three meters...
Five meters...
Eight meters...
Ten meters!!
When the colossal figure, composed entirely of rock and ghost blood, stood upright.
His enormous shadow completely obscured the night sky above the entire quarry.
This is a giant, ten-meter-tall, blood-patterned stone figure!
His appearance has completely deviated from the category of "ghost," and he looks more like a calamity that has crawled out of an ancient, desolate prison.
The stone man's body was covered with dark red blood patterns that flowed like lava, and he had fists the size of a car, as well as two eyes that burned with scarlet flames.
"Buzz--!"
With the complete formation of this Desolate Prison Giant Puppet.
An invisible yet deadly gravitational pressure field instantly enveloped an area spanning several thousand meters!
Thump! Thump! Thump!
The hundreds of government soldiers on the high ground, under this sudden and terrifying sense of oppression, didn't even have time to scream before their knees buckled and they collapsed heavily to the ground, as if crushed by an invisible mountain!
It's not just people.
Even the steel rifle barrels in their hands were bent under the pull of this gravitational field!
Extreme fear instantly overwhelmed the souls of these mortals.
This is a force that humanity cannot contend with.
This is divine punishment, a natural disaster!
And at the very center of the gravitational field.
Obanai Iguro knelt on the cracked permafrost.
His small, thin body looked as insignificant as an ant that could be crushed at any moment in front of this ten-meter-tall giant puppet.
The heavy pressure made his internal organs ache, and he had difficulty breathing.
"Impossible..."
"This aura..."
Obanai's one gold and one green eye were fixed on the enormous creature before her.
The moment this giant golem took shape.
The oppressive aura he exuded had completely shattered the barrier of the Lower Rank.
That terrifying intensity that sent shivers down one's spine was infinitely close to the realm that made all Demon Slayer despair—the true Upper Rank!
"Completely abandoning its physical form, it merged its consciousness with the surrounding rock strata, creating this unreasonable, gigantic puppet..."
"The length of a regular Nichirin Blade isn't even enough to cut through the thickness of his skin, which is covered in blood."
"This physique, this defense... there's simply no gap that skill can bridge."
Obanai's physical strength is on the verge of being exhausted.
The Kaburamaru hissed anxiously against his neck, urging their master to flee this certain death.
Reason told Obanai that facing a monster of this level, staying behind when her stamina was exhausted would only lead to death.
"Roar--!"
The ten-meter-tall Desolate Prison Giant Puppet let out a deafening roar.
He slowly raised his massive, house-sized rock fist and locked it onto the insignificant "ant" below.
Wherever the fist passed, the air was compressed to an extreme degree, producing a piercing sonic boom, and even the space itself rippled with visible force.
Faced with this extreme predicament and death.
Obanai Iguro, despite her face being wrapped in bandages, showed no fear or hesitation.
He took a deep breath, forcibly suppressing the excruciating pain in his lungs.
Those slightly trembling hands gripped the Nichirin Blade tightly once more.
"Don't get too cocky, you ugly rock."
In Obanai's one gold and one green eye, a frenzied fighting spirit, almost tangible, ignited.
Even if you become a mountain.
"As long as you're a ghost, you must die!"