The instant his consciousness returned, Sasuke took in the entire battlefield through his Rinnegan.
His body would not move.
The chakra in his meridians had dried up to the point of near-total depletion, and the backlash from forcibly using his ocular power left his internal organs burning as though on fire. Never mind standing-even moving a finger brought tearing agony.
Heh... what a sorry state.
Sasuke gave a cold, self-mocking laugh inwardly.
I, Uesugi Sasuke, have fought my way across the Demon Slayer world, from tearing minor demons apart with my bare hands to taking on Upper Ranks head-on. When have I ever been this pathetic? Beaten into lying in someone else's arms like a vegetable.
Goddammit, can't these guys let me get some decent sleep? How long have I even been lying here? And now they're all acting out some tearjerker, lining up to get killed?
His gaze fell on the farthest reaches of the battlefield.
Mitsuri Kanroji and Obanai Iguro, that ill-fated couple, had just been hurled away by Muzan's shock wave. Covered in blood, they were about to be swallowed completely by the trailing surge of energy.
What a bunch of idiots. They never let me stop worrying.
Sasuke's gaze locked onto the two of them like the most precise radar. At the same time, he locked onto an enormous boulder several hundred meters diagonally behind them, half-buried in the earth and as large as a truck cab.
Lying in Giyu Tomioka's arms, Sasuke could not even lift his head.
He merely poured his last remaining shred of will into his bloodshot Rinnegan.
Activating the ability no longer required hand seals.
Only a thought.
"Amenotejikara."
Bzz-!
Space underwent an exceedingly slight distortion, imperceptible to the naked eye.
The next second, something unbelievable happened.
Mitsuri Kanroji and Obanai