Akaza was dead too?
In a single night, I was the only one left among the Upper Ranks.
The Demon Slayer Corps...
When had they become this powerful?
At that moment, Kokushibo was fighting seven of the Nine Hashira single-handedly.
He, too, was gradually showing signs of faltering.
My strength and speed far surpassed any one of theirs right now.
By rights, I should have been able to pick out the weakest among them as an opening and kill them with ease.
But these Hashira...
They seemed exceptionally skilled at coordinated attacks.
Whenever his attack was about to defeat one of them,
someone else would intervene at precisely the right moment.
Even if it was only half a second or a second,
the opportunity to break through would vanish in an instant.
And even now, he dared not confront the strongest of them, that muscular monster, head-on.
He did not know whether he was imagining it.
The Upper Rank Chief kept feeling that the astonishing power carried within his opponent's Meteor Hammer
was actually growing stronger with every heavy blow.
When he had first entered his fourth stage, he had barely been able to fend it off.
Yet as he became increasingly familiar with this new body and his Blood Demon Art, Kokushibo the Swordsman found himself struggling even more to withstand his opponent's attacks.
He could only rely on the Transparent World and his centuries of combat experience,
using all manner of deft maneuvers and other methods to contend with this man.
And...
Within the Transparent World, he could vaguely make out something spreading from his opponent's heart and brain into his weapon.
It was a move I had never seen before...
Meanwhile, facing him,
Kiseki Tokito had activated the Transparent World, his War Mark, and his Bright Red