The enormous opening the Serpent Hashira and Love Hashira had created at the cost of their lives was like a tear ripped through the night-brief, yet utterly fatal.
"Tanjiro!!"
Kyojuro Rengoku's roar rang out like thunder, rousing everyone's resolve.
Now!
Tanjiro Kamado's eyes were already bloodshot. The blood vessels in his right eye had ruptured from excessive congestion, blurring his vision. Every cell in his body screamed, his lungs burned as though on fire, and every breath carried a heavy taste of blood.
But he could not stop.
He looked at Mr. Iguro and Miss Kanroji, who had died in each other's arms, at his companions lying one after another in pools of blood, and at Sasuke, who had given them countless miracles but could now only lie helplessly in Mr. Tomioka's arms.
Grief, anger, gratitude... all those emotions finally became the purest resolve.
I have to... cut off his head, right here!
The image of his father performing the kagura on a snowy night flashed through Tanjiro's mind, followed by Yoriichi Tsugikuni's calm, sorrowful face.
The twelve sword forms of Sun Breathing raced through his mind like a revolving lantern, linking together, merging.
Dance, Clear Blue Sky, Blazing Sun Red Mirror, Mirage Sun Rainbow, Fire Wheel, Burning Bones, Summer Sun, Sunflower Thrust, Solar Heat Haze, Setting Sun Turn, Beneficent Radiance, Dragon Sun Halo Head Dance, Flame Dance...
The twelve forms joined end to end, creating a perfect circle.
No gaps, no pauses.
This is the thirteenth form!
This is the only way to kill Muzan Kibutsuji!
"Aaaaaaah-!!!"
Tanjiro let out a beastlike roar. Following the steps of the kagura, he charged into the opening in Muzan's defenses left by his loss of balance. The Bright Red Nichirin Sword in his hand burned with flames like the sun as he