Despicable?
Why would I bother fighting fair against you!!!
Chinatsu's crimson eyes fixed on Muzan. Although dirty tactics had always been the cornerstone of her fighting philosophy, even she had her limits.
For instance, during her fight against Akaza aboard the Mugen Train, he had stood motionless after losing his head and having Koyuki pull the plug on him.
Back then, Chinatsu could easily have abandoned all fair play and sliced Akaza to pieces, but she hadn't.
Akaza might have been hateful, but Hakuji was different.
Yet the one before her now was Muzan, the source of every sin connected to demons in this world, a monster of absolute depravity who thought nothing of the atrocities he had committed.
Fair play? Muzan, you don't deserve it!
Under Chinatsu's stare, Muzan couldn't help trembling. With his escape button ripped away, he had no choice but to fight her to the death.
It's fine... it's fine... that sword technique she just unleashed hurt, but it still wasn't as lethal as that man's. It's still night, and it's even raining. I have plenty of time. Even if my body is aging, I... won't lose!
Black Blood Brambles!
Countless black, needle-covered brambles sprouted all over Muzan, making his already whip-covered body look even more grotesque.
But Chinatsu had anticipated this move, and it posed far less of a threat than his white shock wave.
In the end, he's just... a spent force!
As Muzan roared at Chinatsu's unflinching expression, the black brambles lashed toward her alongside his Bone Whips, Tube Whips, and barbed whips.
Yet the assault that had once swept aside everything in its path was now little more than decoration before Chinatsu.
"Those who reach the pinnacle arrive at the same destination, even by different paths. Though the ages change and their