A Look of Despair!

Upon hearing this, Kyojuro Rengoku calmly looked at the Pure Titan, whose internal bones and flesh had been evaporated to reveal its true form.

A moment later.

He said in a slightly somber tone, "I spent some time learning about the history of the 'Giant World'."

"The pain and despair that these Pure Titan brought to the people of that world was several times, even ten times, greater than that of Muzan Kibutsuji and the Man-Eating Demon to the people of our world."

"So don't underestimate them; they were once demons from another world!"

The night wind rustled the branches and leaves of the surrounding trees, and the slivers of moonlight shone on the two 'pillars'.

In a solemn atmosphere, Kyojuro Rengoku and Sanemi Shinazugawa silently watched as the Pure Titan gradually and completely disappeared.

[Swish, swish, swish!]

Sudden.

A sharp whooshing sound came from the left, which immediately put the two on alert.

"Oh, how lucky to have run into two swordsmen!"

The next moment.

A young man, about two meters tall, with a slender build, bluish hair, and wearing dark blue jeans and a black jacket, quickly appeared in front of the two.

As he came to a standstill, Kyojuro Rengoku and Sanemi Shinazugawa felt a strong gust of wind rush towards them.

"So fast!"

Both of them felt a chill run down their spines, realizing they had encountered a master.

"Hey, that's strange. You all look like swordsmen, with sharp eyes, but why is your aura so weak?" The blue-haired man stroked his chin, looking at them with suspicion.

These words amplified the pressure felt by Kyojuro Rengoku and Sanemi Shinazugawa.

This means the opponent definitely possesses Observation Haki, and therefore likely also Armament Haki, while we haven't mastered these powers yet.

"Ah, I understand!"

At this moment, the blue-haired man feigned Satori, lightly slapping his left palm with his right fist, and excitedly exclaimed, "You must be the legendary Otherworld beings!"

"I'd heard rumors before that people from Otherworld are physically weak, with adults being only equivalent to seven or eight-year-old children here. I never thought I'd actually run into one!"

"You bastard, you..."

Upon hearing Sanemi Shinazugawa, who always had a foul temper, turned grim and placed his right hand on the Nichirin Blade at his waist. Even the usually cheerful and outgoing Kyojuro Rengoku became expressionless.

Although what the other person said was true, it still sounded very harsh.

"Then let me experience firsthand what it's like to fight someone from Otherworld!"

The blue-haired man, eager to try, held his hands out in front of him like a surgeon about to begin an operation. "Be careful, don't die too quickly or too early, that wouldn't be fun!"

"You're the one who's going to die, you idiot!"

Enraged, Sanemi Shinazugawa drew his Nichirin Blade with a whoosh and charged forward like Tornado, the blade with its green markings flashing out rapidly.

"Feel the pain brought by this wind that can blow away all stigma and injustice!"

"Wind Breathing, Second Form, Claw Claw - Koto Wind!"

In Setsuna, four green, claw-shaped Wind Blade, powerful enough to shatter metal and cleave stone, flew horizontally along the rapidly descending blade.

Wow~

"Your aura has suddenly become stronger, and you can even unleash a 'Flying Slash'?" The blue-haired youth clicked his tongue in amazement upon seeing this. "As expected of someone from Otherworld, what a strange swordsman."

But despite the jokes and laughter, his actions were decisive.

He stretched out his right palm, and his five fingers began to stretch rapidly. When a cold glint appeared at his fingertips, the skin on his hand was also stained with a layer of black with a metallic sheen.

"But it won't work on me!"

The blue-haired youth casually swung his hand diagonally in front of him, and with a whoosh, the four green Wind Blade shattered like Hari.

"Flame Breathing, Form Five, Flame Tiger!"

A massive tiger, several meters tall and formed entirely of raging flames, pounced fiercely from the side, accompanied by an extremely realistic Tiger Roar.

This is Kyojuro Rengoku using his killing move directly when he sees his opponent's overwhelming strength!

At the same time.

Sanemi Shinazugawa hadn't expected to be effective in one move; he had already used his powerful sword technique while the blue-haired youth blocked the four Wind Blades.

"Wind Breathing, Seventh Form, Gale, Sudden Gusts!"

This time, he unleashed five or six Tatsumaki -shaped Spiral Wind Blade, shattering the ground along the way and sweeping across the path.

"Wow, these two moves look pretty good, but why isn't this Flame Tiger generating much heat?"

The blue-haired youth made a casual joke.

Immediately afterwards.

Twelve long, black needles extended from his upper body, moving at an astonishing speed, as if propelled by some powerful mechanism.

It was so fast that a layer of translucent airflow, visible to the naked eye, could even be seen around the needle.

In the blink of an eye.

All the tornado blades were pierced, and the large fire tiger was stopped ten meters away. When the flame effects disappeared, Rengoku Kyojuro was using his Fire Pattern Nichirin Blade to grit his teeth and struggle to resist the push of a long black spike.

[Pfft----]

"Sanemi!!"

Kyojuro Rengoku looked in shock at Sanemi Shinazugawa, whose shoulder had been pierced. Sanemi suddenly flew back four or five meters to pull the black thorn out of his body, and then knelt on the ground, enduring the excruciating pain.

"Hmph, I'm fine."

Sanemi Shinazugawa glanced at his shoulder where a bloody hole had appeared. A few seconds later, although the wound was still there, it had stopped bleeding much.

This is another benefit of Breathing Technique.

Ligation of damaged blood vessels.

"Wow, you guys even have this ability to stop bleeding on your own? Interesting, interesting, so fascinating!"

The blue-haired youth, with his hands in his jeans pockets, exclaimed with great interest.

"Oh right, we haven't introduced ourselves yet. I'm personally quite curious to know the names of the first and second Otherworld beings who are about to die at my hands~"

"My name is Bard Reddy, and I come from the Mike Kingdom, located in the latter half of the Grand Line. I am a Paramecia Thorn-Thorn Devil Fruit User!"

"Hey, where are you guys?"

Neither Kyojuro Rengoku nor Sanemi Shinazugawa responded to him, because their minds were focused on devising their next strategy.

At the same time.

Shinobu Kocho, Kagaya Ubuyashiki, and others from the 'Demon Slayer World' who were also watching the live stream were all watching the silent scene on the virtual screen with tense expressions.

"What? You're not answering properly, or I'll get angry!"

The blue-haired youth frowned in displeasure and said, "I'm going to make you tell me your names. If you don't want to be tortured for too long, you'd better tell me now!"

The words had barely left his mouth.

More long black spikes sprouted from his body—his chest, back, arms, legs, and even his head. Then he leaped into the air, about ten meters high, and began to spin rapidly, shrinking his body.

"Behold my 'Crazy Hedgehog'!"

In the blink of an eye, the blue-haired youth had transformed into a large, black, spiky ball Hardening with Armament Haki.

However, Kyojuro Rengoku and Sanemi Shinazugawa were not going to sit idly by and wait for their doom. The two quickly took a deep breath of oxygen and, with perfect coordination, unleashed their strongest sword techniques together.

"Flame Breathing, Ultimate Technique, Ninth Form: Rengoku!"

"Wind Breathing, Ninth Form, Idaten Typhoon!"

All the viewers from all realms who stayed up all night to watch the live stream saw a ferocious Fire Dragon that looked like it came from Hell, accompanied by two long, ribbon-like wind Wind Blade.

It collided head-on with that equally massive black spiky ball, which also appeared to be several meters in size, like lightning striking fire from the ground!

[Boom------]

A powerful wind, strong enough to snap trees within a radius of 100 meters, swept across the entire area.

But all of this came quickly and went quickly.

As the commotion dissipated with the night wind, the blue-clad youth stood in the center, his clothes slightly disheveled, while Kyojuro Rengoku and Sanemi Shinazugawa lay on the shattered ground, their faces contorted in pain and covered in blood.

"How so."

People in various places who were "Demon Slayer World" showed expressions of despair.