The swordsmen of the Demon Slayer Corps, from the Hashira to the rank and file, stared fixedly at Muzan's severed upper body as it writhed frantically in the filthy blood. His twisted demonic face still bore venomous hatred and defiance, as though mocking all their efforts.
Yet that hatred became the final spark that ignited the powder keg.
"Fuck him! Kill him-!!!"
No one knew who let out the first roar. The voice was hoarse and broken, yet filled with enough grief and fury to tear a soul apart! Then, like wildfire, hundreds of voices erupted at once! These were cries suppressed for far too long, laments for murdered loved ones, roars over ruined homes, all the despair and hatred amassed through countless nights swallowed by darkness!
"Avenge my wife and children-!"
"Give me back my parents-!"
"Go to hell, you monster-!"
"Kill him-!!!"
The thunder of voices shook the air! Hundreds of eyes burned blood-red, and hundreds of Nichirin Blades gleamed coldly with vengeance in the sunlight!
Sapphire Star, Blaze, and Lone Bird exchanged a glance, then stepped back in silent understanding. They knew they were no longer the stars of this stage. This moment belonged to the avengers of this world, the final judgment delivered by swordsmen burdened with debts of blood!
"Charge-!!!"
Kyojuro Rengoku's roar rang out like a call to charge. He led the way, golden, fiery fighting spirit soaring skyward. "Flame Breathing, Ninth Form-!" A blazing dragon roared toward Muzan.
"Water Breathing, Tenth Form-!" Giyu Tomioka followed close behind.
"Stone Breathing, Fifth Form-!" Gyomei Himejima's heavy flail struck with unmatched force.
"Wind Breathing, Seventh Form-!" Sanemi Shinazugawa's green tornado of blades shredded wildly.
"Serpent Breathing, Fifth Form-!" Obanai Iguro's flashing blade thrust straight for a vital point.
"Love Breathing, Sixth Form-!" Mitsuri Kanroji's pink blade