The demon slayer mark, the Bright Red Nichirin Sword, and... the Transparent World!
Muzan's body gradually turned transparent in Haruto's eyes. Just as he had seen last time, several hearts and brains pulsed inside him.
Those active organs ensured that no matter where Muzan was cut, even if only a tiny fragment of him remained, he could escape and survive.
Playing dirty, are you?
Haruto exchanged a look with Himejima, whose gaze lingered briefly on the mark on his forehead.
Let's go!
Opening with Falling Star Flash, Haruto rapidly closed in on Muzan from below.
Gyomei Himejima's Meteor Hammer slammed into Muzan's chest like a meteorite, tearing one arm off at the shoulder.
As demon blood splattered, Haruto turned his blade's point, and starlight flowed from its tip.
Star Breathing, Eighth Form: Big Dipper · Army Breaker!
An infernal river of stars surrounded Muzan. As he swung his black-blood thorns in alarm, trying to disrupt the stars, thunderous blasts and explosions rang out beside his ears.
"Damn you, Takanashi!"
The explosions made Muzan's pupils contract, as though they had reminded him of the pain of having a cannon aimed at him earlier.
"Takanashi, what exactly do you hate so much?!"
Muzan gritted his teeth. "You're like vermin that can never be exterminated, constantly crawling out of the shadows, one after another!
But what are you doing this for, Takanashi?! Didn't Daki, who killed your forebears, die at your hands long ago?
What are you still so full of hatred for?
What keeps driving you to oppose me?"
What did I... hate?
Haruto found himself unable to answer.
As he leaped to put some distance between them, his movements faltered almost imperceptibly. Before he even realized it himself, Muzan seized the opening.
Several black-blood thorns immediately abandoned the enemies before them,