No matter how enormous the thing a demon fused with, its neck remained its weak point. Now, as Chinatsu and Tanjiro joined forces to cut through Enmu's neck, his screams rang throughout the Mugen Train.
Mugen Train: Rampage!!!
An instant before Chinatsu and Tanjiro's attacks cut through his neck, Enmu knew that the walls of flesh he had hastily grown could never stop those two sneaky bastards.
Why? Why? Why?
Why!!!
He had planned to devour every life aboard the Mugen Train, grow stronger, win Lord Muzan's favor, receive more of Muzan's blood, challenge an Upper Rank to a rank replacement blood battle, and become an Upper Rank himself.
Yet that beautiful dream had been shattered so easily. If he had lost to a Pillar of the Demon Slayer Corps in single combat, he could have accepted it. That would have meant he simply lacked the strength.
But to think those two sneaky bastards had ambushed him and severed his neck before he even had a chance to unleash his full power.
Humiliation! I won't accept this!
One second before his neck was severed, Enmu's hatred enveloped the entire Mugen Train. Countless disgusting tentacles instantly sprouted throughout its eight carriages. If he could not devour the lives aboard, he would kill them all instead, as though to prove just how fragile humans were.
Countless tentacles lashed toward the people sleeping in their seats. Just as Enmu's dying counterattack was about to succeed, a raging blaze engulfed five of the eight carriages, instantly slicing the tentacles apart.
"Flame Breathing: Flame Tiger!"
Kyojuro Rengoku exhaled. He would never let a demon's tentacles harm these ordinary people.
As for the other three carriages, Inosuke, Zenitsu, and Nezuko were hardly standing around watching.
Inosuke swiftly used his Beast Breathing, cutting through the tentacles rushing