Yushiro's Blood Demon Art talismans burst apart in midair, turning into countless tiny scraps of paper that fluttered like living moths and fastened precisely onto every Demon Slayer Corps member still fighting.
Their vision was shared.
In an instant, an image of unparalleled clarity was forcibly implanted in everyone's mind. Within that shared vision, Muzan Kibutsuji's enormous, hideous Flesh Behemoth body seemed to turn into translucent glass. The twelve elusive brains and seven hearts moving at high speed inside him were now marked with glaring red points of light, like burning branding irons.
"Attack the glowing spots! Don't give him a chance to breathe!" Yushiro's weak but urgent voice exploded like thunder in everyone's mind.
Right there!
There was no need to think. The body reacted faster than the brain. While everyone else was still adjusting to this sudden "cheat," a figure had already charged forward like a wild boar.
It was Inosuke!
To him, markings this direct were simply the most wonderful guidance in the world. Tactics, coordination-none of that mattered anymore. All that remained in his eyes were those flickering red dots, and the most primal impulse within him-to tear them apart!
"Beast Breathing, Fifth Fang: Frenzied Fang Ripper!"
Every muscle in Inosuke's body bulged to its limit. He abandoned all defense, turning himself into a spinning cannonball covered in fangs. With a wild posture that defied human biomechanics, he smashed a bloody path straight through Muzan's dense network of Bone Whip attacks. The Bone Whips sliced through his skin, scattering strings of blood droplets, but he paid them no mind. Pain only excited him further.
"Shatter already!!"
He fixed his sights on the heart closest to him, its red dot moving rapidly beneath Muzan's left ribs. With an earth-shaking roar, Inosuke crossed the Nichirin Blades in his