Infinity Castle Melee (4)

"Actually, I really hate you."

Inside a side room, Doma, whose mouth was full of blood after eating the flesh and blood of an inheritor, slowly stood up and looked at Gyutaro had come to him.

Hate.

This was an emotion he had never felt before.

But I don't know when it started, he became unhappy whenever he heard the name Gyutaro.

The reason is...

With that thought in mind, Doma glanced at the black haori that Gyutaro was wearing.

He knew of only two such garments in the entire world.

Gyutaro was the only one to receive Oboro's reward.

"This black haori doesn't suit you at all," Doma emphasized again.

"So many years... so many years since you appeared. That lord ordered you and your siblings to purge us, but you have failed to do so. You have not only failed his expectations... but you are also unworthy to bear his name." Doma's tone was cold, but he had a smile on his face and spoke softly.

Today's fateful battle seems to be aimed at Muzan.

But Doma cared about more was Gyutaro.

He's going to kill this guy.

He snatched the black haori and naturally became Oboro's successor.

He was also the only successor.

In his eyes, someone like Gyutaro simply couldn't comprehend just how perfect Oboro was.

And this kind of perfection is something only he is fit to inherit.

Doma was confident that he could withstand Muzan's first wave of attacks. He also predicted that Kokushibo would appear in time to prolong the battle. Muzan, and even if he killed the successor, he would not be able to devour the corpse so quickly using the flesh and blood machine. This gave him the opportunity to snatch the food from Muzan's mouth.

Using the remains of the inheritor to heal injuries and even strengthen himself... As for whether he can defeat Muzan, Doma doesn't care.

He simply wanted to kill Gyutaro and Daki right under Oboro's nose to prove his own excellence.

"You've done very well, but it's far from enough..."

"That's what Doma commented."

At this moment, Gyutaro's appearance has changed. The back of his head now has Daki's face... The brother and sister have become one, but it is not like before, where Gyutaro is hidden inside Daki's body.

This ability is a unique soul power belonging to the siblings.

Mutual Symbiosis... In short, it means that the physical attributes of the two people are amplified by their souls, and they combine to unleash even greater power.

Blood Demon Art will also be enhanced.

It is similar to the eventual merging of several inheritors, such as Teshimaga and Yasuhara Edo Castle.

But it is more thorough and more advanced.

At least the brother and sister are thinking clearly.

Boom! Gyutaro was too lazy to listen to Doma's nonsense, and Daki on the back of his head urged her brother to kill Doma quickly.

Then, a red Tatsumaki formed by a powerful slash spread out from Gyutaro's center, instantly pulverizing everything inside the house.

They headed straight for Doma.

Amidst the dense blood-red blades, tentacle-like ribbons also interspersed, wrapping around it.

Doma a wave of his hand, thick ice walls suddenly rose up, blocking his way.

At the same time, several ice-crystal-colored lotus flowers bloomed at Gyutaro's feet, shooting out thorny vines that somehow passed through the gaps in the slashes and strangled Gyutaro's waist.

Moreover, the tip of the ice vine pierced into Gyutaro's body like a needle.

"Your soul ability is too simplistic... It's a shame you were valued by that lord. He bestowed this soul ability upon this world, yet you show absolutely no comprehension." The ice wall shattered, but it also blocked the slash. Amidst the falling crystal dust, Doma waved his iron fan, mocking him.

The muscles in the area where Gyutaro was stabbed contracted, and he retaliated by smashing the vines.

But Daki let out a scream.

Gyutaro then felt a sharp pain in his brain and began to hallucinate, as if something alive had crawled into his head.

It is the soul controlled by Doma.

He can use Blood Demon Art to send soul puppets into the target's body, causing mental damage.

It's the same method used to Muzan injure Muzan just now.

"It seems... your souls haven't merged properly either. Shouldn't true fusion involve sharing the pain? How come... she seems to be in more pain than you?" Doma continued.

With a whoosh.

Before the smile on his face had faded, Doma contracted.

He then saw a streak of red lightning, like an Inazuma, trace a zigzag pattern across the shattered ruins of the house, reaching him in an instant with a speed that would be difficult for him to react to.

That kind of martial art!

Doma knew about Gyutaro's special abilities. The reason why the latter had such a Muzan reputation and escaped Muzan's pursuit several times was because of his extraordinary speed. This speed came from the movement techniques and footwork taught by Oboro, which were a martial arts path that incorporated skills.

Gyutaro bent down, raised his blood-red scythe, leaving a thin red line in the air as he sliced open Doma's neck.

They simply severed his head.

Doma Hibiki's face still held a slightly surprised smile.

"Don't let him die so easily! I'll make him regret his rudeness to me!"

Behind Gyutaro's head, Daki's pale, disheveled face twisted as she shouted.

He spoke in a commanding tone to Gyutaro.

She couldn't stop drooling from the corner of her mouth because the pain in her soul from the attack by Doma was unbearable.

As he spoke, a large number of ribbons shot up, tightly wrapping around the headless body of Doma left behind, and slowly squeezing it.

Gyutaro ignored his sister's voice, slowly raising his head to look at Doma's head, which was about to hit the ground, and said hoarsely, "I struck this blow with murderous intent. You're not bad..."

"You're really great."

Yes, he realized that his strike had not worked.

Doma's head regenerated flesh and blood at a visible speed, and just as his head was about to hit the ground, his body had already returned to its original state using only his head.

The power dynamics of this world have undergone a dramatic shift, making the flesh and blood of demons even more terrifying, especially those of a powerhouse like Doma.

However, Gyutaro's slash made Doma understand why Gyokko and Hantengu had fallen into his hands.

In short, it's fast!

Whether it's dodging or reacting, it all takes time.

When none of these conditions are met, the possibility of a way out is naturally cut off.

Just now, Doma was trying to use Blood Demon Art to shift his position, Gyutaro obviously realized this as well. This guy has a lot of experience in killing demons... Before he could activate Blood Demon Art, the sword had already been raised.

"What?!"

Compared to Gyutaro's keen perception, Daki was furious and embarrassed, thinking that she had already killed Doma with that one strike.

"Brother, what are you doing?!"

"Can you be serious for once?!"

"My head is killing me!"

Daki let out a complaining scream.

Immediately afterwards, wrapped in a ribbon, Doma's body exploded into countless ice spikes, scattering in all directions.

A wisp of cold mist rose up.

Gyutaro leaped back, dodging the attack, but his haori slipped off and fluttered down.

Doma also noticed the large, disturbing black patches on Gyutaro's body.

"She seems like a real problem. Do you want me to help you get rid of her?"

Doma tilted his head and said to Gyutaro, "I can eat her."

He had a kind and helpful look on his face.

The person he was referring to was Daki.

"What are you saying? We're one, and to say something like that in front of your brother is simply unforgivable." Gyutaro also laughed strangely.

His smile caused blood to immediately flow from Doma's nose and mouth.

"Even if your flesh and blood regenerate, it's useless... I've already struck you."

Excitedly, Gyutaro scratched his face until it bled with his fingers.

"Poison?"

Doma finally realized what was happening.