The swung meteor hammer came whistling through the air, but Kokushibou, having reacted in advance to the sound of the chains, easily dodged the blow.
The meteor hammer smashed into the ground behind Kokushibou, cracking the floor and creating a massive crater.
A look of slight surprise appeared on Kokushibou's face.
"This strength... not an ordinary person..."
Before he could dwell on it further, the chain wrapped around one side of his body, seemingly intent on snaring him.
Caught off guard for a moment, Kokushibou found his upper body trapped by two loops of the chain.
"Great chance!" Seeing this, everyone's eyes lit up, their muscles tensing as they prepared to attack.
With his upper body bound by the chains, another whistling sound came from behind his head.
A wide, broad axe, attached to the chain, swung down towards him.
He bent down to dodge, and the broad axe followed, sinking into the floor.
Himejima Gyoumei let out a loud shout and swung his arms violently. The chains rattled loudly, and using momentum, he lifted the broad axe and meteor hammer that had been embedded in the floor.
His sturdy body twisted, and as the chains swung, the meteor hammer and broad axe were set in motion once again.
This bold fighting style—is this the Stone Hashira?
Kokushibou narrowed his eyes. Before he could break free from Himejima Gyoumei's restraint, the others had already seized the opportunity, attacking through the openings created by Himejima Gyoumei's fighting rhythm.
The chains were made of a specially treated material, and even Kokushibou could not easily break free.
It must be said that, like Mizuki, he was suffering from a lack of experience.
Even in his centuries-long combat career, Kokushibou rarely fought enemies who used this kind of weapon.
He had encountered swordsmen who used Stone Breathing before, but most used monk's spades or glaives.
This was the first time he had seen someone using a chain to connect a meteor hammer and a broad axe.
Yet even with his body bound and facing the group's onslaught, there was no great panic on Kokushibou's face.
This made those attacking him feel a pang of dread deep down.
Just as everyone was about to strike Kokushibou, he suddenly bent down, flipped his body, and while breaking free from the chains in reverse, he also dodged the group's attacks.
This unimaginable technique made everyone's scalp tingle.
It wasn't just the gap in physical strength and Breathing Technique; this monster's combat skills were also top-tier.
Before the group could readjust, Kokushibou's attack had already arrived.
"Moon Breathing, Fourteenth Form: Catastrophe - Tenman Crescent Moon!"
That move again!
As their scalps tingled, everyone could only break out in a cold sweat while dodging the incomprehensible, wide-range slashes.
Wave after wave of crescent moon slashes were unleashed, and the entire room seemed to have become a stage for Kokushibou to display his power, with bright purple crescents rippling out like waves.
The range of this Sword Form was something humans could absolutely never achieve.
Not even Sun Breathing could do it.
What to do... what can they do?
How could they get close?
Dodging this level of Sword Form to get close was not very realistic.
The only thing Tanjirou could think of was to rely on frontal suppression, using their numbers to overwhelm Kokushibou so he wouldn't be able to use his Breathing Technique and Sword Form.
But that brought the difficulty right back.
How were they supposed to approach Kokushibou and suppress him under the reach of such wide-ranging slashes?
The problem of the century.
"What is this? You're all here." A sudden, cheerful voice interrupted Tanjirou's thoughts.
Everyone instinctively looked towards the source of the voice and saw Uzui Tengen walking towards them, holding swords in both hands.
When he saw the enemy they were facing, his smiling eyes narrowed slightly: "Well, this is…"
No wonder that woman had directed them here.
Upper Rank One.
A monster second only to Muzan.
The strength of this monster could be verified indirectly from their training with Mizuki.
Honestly, Uzui Tengen even doubted if Muzan himself possessed this kind of oppressive Aura.
A height of 1.9 meters, a sturdy body, and an Aura like that of a demon god—famous warriors of ancient times were probably no match for this.
…Hm?
"What is that thing?" Uzui Tengen asked, puzzled, as he looked at the figure behind the group that resembled red crystal.
Mizuki said concisely: "Medical station."
"…" Although he didn't quite understand, it must be a Blood Demon Art ability.
"Hm! Looks like I made it in time!"
On the other side, a passionate voice rang out.
"Huh? Upper Rank One? Finally, I've run into a big fish." It was the voice of a white-haired Hedgehog Head.
Mizuki took a look and, ho, everyone was here.
This is treatment worthy of Muzan.
It's in the bag.
Mizuki, who knew Kokushibou quite well, immediately determined that Kokushibou was doomed to die.
If he could escape from the hands of all the top combatants of the Demon Slayer Corps, she, Mizuki, would eat the scabbard in her hand right then and there!
Whether it was Tanjirou or Kochou Shinobu and the others, when the group finally gathered, their originally anxious expressions instantly vanished, and their eyes were filled with hope and the passion for a counterattack.
"Pfft, haha! What's with your face?" Uzui Tengen had originally accepted Mizuki's strange appearance, but while observing the group, he fell victim to Sanemi Shinazugawa's face.
"Huh? Want to fight?" Sanemi Shinazugawa's face darkened; he really had to touch a sore spot.
"Ah~" Genya waved his hands helplessly in front of his older brother, not knowing what to say.
He had finally managed to calm him down!
Kochou Shinobu frowned slightly; why were they still bickering at a time like this?
She couldn't help but say: "Mr. Uzui, Mr. Shinazugawa, at a time like this just… pfft… pfft…"
Kochou Shinobu lowered her head, suppressing her laughter, her shoulders shaking continuously.
"…" Tanjirou sweated; could they please be serious!
"I'll kill you all." Sanemi Shinazugawa said expressionlessly, sporting a face as soft and bouncy as a tender egg.
Mizuki's temple throbbed, if she had one.
As expected, whether it was Upper Ranks or Hashira, they were all a bunch of problem children.
What exactly is so funny about this?!
Someone had completely forgotten the time she almost tripped on flat ground.
Kanae hurriedly tried to smooth things over: "Now, now, let's not argue at a time like this."
Except for Mitsuri and Iguro, who didn't come because they were on their honeymoon in the Infinity Castle, all the other Hashira had arrived.
Ahem, it was because they had linked up with Yushiro, and since they were relatively far away, Mizuki hadn't deliberately guided them.
While they were bickering over here, Kokushibou also received instructions from the boss.
"Kokushibou, hold them off with your life." Muzan seemed to be monitoring the situation here at all times, his voice ringing out filled with anger.
Damn it, faster! Faster!
As long as he could break down the toxins in his body, these so-called Hashira would be no match for him in a single exchange.
Kokushibou nodded slightly.
Even when facing a numerical disadvantage of one against ten, he did not feel anything was amiss.
Ant-like existences, no matter how many there are, it makes no dif… Hm?
Under the gaze of his Transparent Domain, he clearly saw the monk who had successfully bound him.
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