Pitch-Black Aura surged around him, and with the Demon Slayer Mark patterns covering Kurozawa's body, he looked like a legendary demon that had stepped out of hell.
Coming to an abrupt stop, Kurozawa shattered the ground with one kick and caught up to Rui's body, which had been sent flying, within a few breaths.
Rui's body was riddled with fractured and collapsed bones as he lay on the ground. His right arm had even been torn apart at the elbow, leaving him in a miserable state.
Leaping into the air, Kurozawa clasped his hands together and brought them crashing down on Rui's head like a meteor.
Boom! The ground shattered, and Rui's body was driven into the earth. His head burst open like a watermelon struck by a hammer.
The attack wreathed in Pitch-Black Aura instantly became a killing blow.
Potential Points +130, Power of Despair +25.
The returns from dealing with powerful demons were truly pitifully low for the cost.
Letting out a long breath, Kurozawa glanced at the massive pit beneath his feet and jumped out of it.
Leaning against a tree that was still relatively intact amid the battlefield, Kurozawa covered his heart with one hand.
Thump, thump, thump. His heart was still racing. Kurozawa counted—it was beating nearly thirty times per second, a figure far beyond that of an ordinary person.
A normal person's heart beat only once or twice per second. At this rate, his heart practically seemed ready to leap out of his chest, not to mention the blood rushing through his body and circulating like a waterfall.
"The Demon Slayer Mark is a double-edged sword. Still, as long as the blade aimed at the enemy is sharper, that's enough."
Closing Total Concentration, Kurozawa ignored the devastation around him and sat on the ground.