I Didn't Know What to Call This, So I Picked Whatever

In the Infinity Castle.

"Roar!"

A gigantic demon stood on the rooftop, roaring at the Demon Slayer Corps members who were surrounded below.

His roar was like a command, and the ghosts that had been merely surrounding the group instantly sprang into action, charging towards the team members.

"Flame Breathing..."

"Water Breathing..."

"Wind Breathing..."

Clang! Clang! Clang! Clang!...

The team members used their respective Breathing Style to resist with all their might.

However, his already mediocre swordsmanship proved even more ineffective in the face of the endless demons.

One wound after another began to appear on their bodies.

Sudden.

A gigantic demon seized an opportunity.

He lunged forward, opening his gaping maw to bite one of his teammates.

Hase Tsuyoshi swung his sword to block the attack of another demon, and could only watch helplessly as the gaping maw of the guillotine drew ever closer to him.

Just then, a figure suddenly appeared in front of him.

Laugh!

The demon, still clutching the figure, leaped away swiftly.

"Nakamura!!"

Hase roared, his eyes wide with fury.

The demon was right in front of him, its head shaking wildly as it carried Nakamura in its jaws.

Laugh!

A large chunk of flesh was torn from Nakamura's waist, and then Nakamura was flung away by the demon.

"Flame Breathing - First Form - Unknowing Fire!"

Hase roared, gripping his Nichirin Blade with both hands and slashing forward repeatedly, trying to reach Nakamura's side.

However, there were simply too many ghosts around, and he could only watch as two more ghosts continued to approach Nakamura.

"Damn it!! Come at me if you dare!" Hase roared furiously.

However, the two demons completely ignored him, quickly approached Nakamura, and then raised their claws.

Another... another person is going to die because of me?... Hase stared wide-eyed, utterly helpless.

Just then, a low shout suddenly rang out.

"Thunder Breathing - Second Form: Rice Spirit!"

Rumble--!

A black lightning bolt Flash past the group, instantly wiping out the evil spirits that had been attacking them.

Hase quickly approached Nakamura's side. Looking at the wound in Nakamura's abdomen, Hase frowned and said:

"Nakamura, quick! Use Breathing Style to control the blood vessels near the wound and stop the bleeding!"

Nakamura did as instructed, and soon the bleeding from his abdominal wound stopped.

Seeing this, Hase breathed a sigh of relief and cursed:

"Why did you suddenly come to save me! Don't you know you were going to die?"

Nakamura gave a weak laugh. "I should have died back in the Swordsmith Village!"

Hase fell silent for a moment upon hearing this. He knew that Nakamura was referring to the time when he and his teammates were charging towards Upper Rank Moon in the Swordsmith Village, only to give up halfway through.

Thinking of this, Hase suddenly remembered and quickly turned to look at the person who had just saved them.

It was a young man with short black hair, and a magatama pendant hanging around his neck.

"Thank you so much, Kaigaku!"

Kaigaku stood at the edge of the house, glanced at Hase upon hearing this, then turned his head away, ignoring him.

He was just doing what a Demon Slayer Corps member should do, but...

There's no hope of winning if we keep playing here!

I wonder if those pillars have any way to get out or win.

If I really can't win, I might as well become a ghost!

After all, only by living does all of this have meaning!

Seeing that Kaigaku was ignoring him, Hase spoke up:

"Kaigaku, that's why so many people dislike you!"

Upon hearing this, Kaigaku turned his head slightly to look at Hase. Just as he was about to reply, he suddenly caught a glimpse of a figure falling down out of the corner of his eye.

He didn't have time to reply; he quickly turned his head to look down, then looked up at the closed door above.

How come someone is still sending it in now?

Somewhere in Infinity Castle.

The light blue and dark red colors complemented each other in the room.

Scattered blood was visible across the area, and some severed limbs could still be faintly discerned...

Muichiro gripped his Nichirin Blade and launched a frenzied attack on Kokushibo. Beads of sweat covered his face, blood flowed before him, and he exhaled heavy breaths...

Muichiro's body kept telling him that he was nearing his limit, but he couldn't stop because...

He's now the only one still standing on this battlefield!

The others were already injured from Kokushibo's previous decapitation strike, and Kokushibo, having broken through his limits, was far stronger than before. Therefore, in the subsequent battle, they were all knocked away and never got up again.

Muichiro wouldn't have lasted this long originally, but...

Muichiro gasped for breath, his gaze fixed on Kokushibo, on the exposed, blood-red muscles and white bones...

That's a sign of Transparent World!

Muichiro has mastered the Transparent World!!

He had no special tricks, no life-or-death crisis, and no past memories; he simply learned it suddenly through constant attacks.

but...

Even if he had mastered the Transparent World, it would only buy him a little more time.

Against Kokushibo, his current abilities are far too weak!

Whether he survives or not ultimately depends on his master's wife Kanae, and Shinobu Kocho.

Suddenly, Kokushibo paused slightly in his movements, then raised the Kyokokukamusari high into the air.

"Moon Breathing - Eighth Form - Moon-Dragon Ringtail!"

Clang!

After sweeping Muichiro back with Muichiro blow, Kokushibo did not continue his attack, but instead stood still and listened carefully.

Listening to the howling wind that was growing ever stronger...

Clang! Clang! Clang! Clang!...

Akaza frantically swung his fists, attacking the group.

Opposite him, only Tanjiro, Giyu, and Obanai remained standing.

Among them, Obanai had one of her arms broken.

Akaza stood still, looking at their unwavering gazes, and with a hint of appreciation for their talent, spoke again:

"That's the difference between humans and ghosts!"

"If this continues, you'll only face certain death!"

"You really don't intend to become ghosts?"

"If you become a demon, you will not only have infinite life, but you can also regenerate infinitely, and you will also have infinite stamina!"

"That way, I can fight for a lifetime!"

Ignoring Akaza's words, Tanjiro indifferently raised his Nichirin Blade.

"Hinokami Kagura: Solar Heat Haze!"

Seeing this, Akaza sighed softly.

"Blood Demon Art: Destructive Death - Eight-Layered Demon Core!"

Clang! Clang! Clang! Clang!...

Fluorescent blue, aqua blue, pale white, and fiery red intertwined once again on the battlefield.

At a certain moment.

Akaza abruptly pulled his fist to his right shoulder, and a massive amount of fluorescent light converged on his fist, then...

"Destructive Death - Annihilation Style!"

"Hinokami Kagura: Burning Bones, Summer Sun!"

Boom--!

A violent explosion rang out.

The two sides were separated by the violent explosion.

Just as Tanjiro was about to continue interfering, he saw Akaza standing in the distance, his head raised, as if looking at something.

After hesitating for a moment, Tanjiro also paused his plan to continue the attack and looked up.