On the chaotic battlefield, the Kocho sisters found their old rivals from their original world... Muzan and the Upper Moon Demons under his command.
Besides Kokushibo, Doma, Akaza, and the others were all present.
Those familiar faces emerged from the shadows, carrying their familiar killing intent and the stench of blood, as if pulling this underground plaza back to the Infinity Castle where Demons once roamed.
Having been brought to the real world by Makoto for nearly two years, the Kocho sisters had gained new powers in various ways by staying close to Saeko and the others.
They had learned the two Haki. Their Nichirin Swords had also been modified by Vegapunk to have even more deadly restraint against Demons.
But facing so many Upper Moon Demons attacking at once, the sisters' strength was still somewhat lacking.
"Ahhh~ Are we going to be locked up again? At least let me eat you two before I die." Doma said with a smile, his voice carrying a lightheartedness that made one's hair stand on end.
With that, Doma spread his hands. Two folding fans slid from his sleeves, tracing two arcs through the air.
Blood Devil Art: Crystalline Child.
Countless ice shards scattered from the fans, condensing and shaping in mid-air into countless copies of Doma himself.
The ice clones densely filled the space ahead, each wearing the same smile as the original.
To be honest, whether it was suffering physical torture in Impel Down or being forcibly fused with others by Makoto to endure mental torment, it didn't matter to Doma.
Unlike the pathetic boss Muzan and his other colleagues, Doma was less like a Demon and more like a puppet with self-awareness.
He was interested in nothing and could not be moved by physical or mental pain.
The only thing in this world that brought him any pleasure was eating people... especially beautiful women.
The reason Makoto hadn't killed him directly back in the Demon Slayer World was to see if, after experiencing countless torments, this hollow puppet would change.
But from the current results, physical torture had no effect on him.
But that in itself was interesting.
Just as Doma launched his attack, Muzan, Kokushibo, and the others in the rear were also ready to pounce.
They watched the Kocho sisters' movements closely, waiting for an opening as they defended against Doma's attack to tear them apart.
Although they also had no confidence in defeating Makoto, the entire battlefield was now in chaos. Perhaps they could find an opportunity to escape in the confusion.
Sure enough, facing Doma's Crystalline Child, the Kocho sisters began swinging their swords wildly.
Their Nichirin Blades traced brilliant paths through the air, cutting down the approaching ice clones one by one.
But there were too many clones. With their current strength, they couldn't handle them composedly.
The sisters' breathing grew more and more rapid. Beads of sweat appeared on their foreheads. Their steps were forced back step by step.
Muzan's eyes narrowed. Kokushibo's hand was already on his sword handle.
Just as they were about to take the opportunity to strike—
A pressure descended.
It was an oppressiveness that made them feel fear from the depths of their bones, like an invisible giant hand squeezing the heart of every Demon.
Muzan, Kokushibo, Akaza, and the others froze simultaneously, as if their bodies' instincts were screaming at them to run.
Muzan and the others stiffly raised their gazes toward the source of that pressure.
In stark contrast to that just now terrifying pressure, the person walking over was actually a blue-haired girl with eyes full of simple stupidity.
Her steps were light. Her skirt swayed. She seemed completely out of place in the bloody battlefield.
"...Ah, Aqua-sama?"
Kanae, still catching her breath, looked at the newcomer in surprise.
She wasn't very familiar with Aqua. Aqua usually lived in Makoto's palace, indulging in wine and meat, while she and her sister worked proper jobs at Impel Down. They barely crossed paths in daily life.
"My, my... looking around, they're all just low-level, worthless Demons."
Aqua looked left and right at Muzan and his Upper Moon Demons, her disgust completely undisguised.
"Oh my, not a shred of a high-level Demon's appearance. A bunch of defective products that look like wandering ghosts, what are you playing at? What are you playing at?"
Uncomfortable.
Every word of Aqua's was like a whip dipped in salt, lashing at the Upper Moon Demons' self-esteem.
Seeing Aqua's expression, so full of ridicule, even Kokushibo, who usually kept his emotions hidden, felt a strange sense of discomfort.
His six eyes twitched simultaneously. His hand gripping his sword handle tightened.
Damn, he really wanted to hit this woman.
And Aqua's tirade continued.
She put one hand on her hip and casually waved the other at Muzan and his group, like shooing away a few annoying flies.
"Alright, I'll let you off today. Go cool your heels somewhere."
"Disappear, just disappear right now!!"
The Kocho sisters behind her were completely stunned.
Among the Upper Moons, Akaza, who had the worst temper, was the first to break.
He pushed off the ground with both feet and leaped into the air.
His right leg swung continuously in the air, each swing accompanied by a sharp tearing sound... Leg Style - Flashing Light!
A dense barrage of kicks poured down on Aqua like a rainstorm.
However, something that made all the Demons' jaws drop happened.
Akaza's leg stopped nearly half a meter from Aqua, its edges curling, blackening, and turning to ash, like a piece of paper held over a flame.
Visually, it was as if it had been burned by invisible magma. Not even blood flowed from the stump... it had already been sealed by the high heat.
Akaza crashed heavily to the ground, clutching the leg that had vanished into thin air. He gritted his teeth, forcing himself not to cry out in pain.
He looked up at this woman with the idiot face, his eyes full of disbelief.
"Wh... what did you do?"
Whether it was the Upper Moon Demons on the other side or the Kocho sisters behind her, none of them could understand what had just happened.
They hadn't seen an attack. They hadn't seen any defensive moves. How had Akaza's leg just melted?
Those who hadn't been to the Isekai World and didn't know Aqua's background had no idea who was standing before them.
Aqua... the Water Goddess.
Although her IQ was tragically low, her divine body itself was the ultimate restraint against all undead, Demons, Devils, and other dark-aligned creatures.
If it were Ainz's attack, Aqua might need to use her faith-based magic to defend.
But against the likes of Muzan, Akaza, if they dared to touch Aqua's body, they would be directly purified.
Truly, in the literal sense, the strictest mother of dark races!
The full-scale battle completely erupted.
Makoto's subordinates and girlfriends, emerging from the teleportation array, almost immediately locked onto the most suitable opponents for themselves in the chaotic battlefield.
Utaha's chosen opponent was Sukuna, who excelled at using spatial slashes while supplementing with fire-based techniques.
Sukuna had no concept of showing mercy to women.
Rather, he tended to target them. Hadn't he killed Fushiguro Megumi's sister to break his spirit?
Then, Sukuna clasped his ten fingers together in front of his chest, forming a hand seal.
The next instant, an invisible slash tore through space... the very dimensional slash that had cut Gojo Satoru into '2 Half Gojos'.
However, that slash, capable of cutting space itself, merely passed lightly before Utaha, leaving not a trace on her curvaceous body.
The slash passed through her body as if passing through an illusion.
Sukuna's expression changed slightly. His four eyes narrowed.
He pinched his chin, examining the black-haired woman before him.
"You also possess spatial abilities?"
Utaha smiled slightly.
In her eyes, the Three-Tomoe Sharingan spun rapidly. Their pattern reorganized, finally forming a pair of three-bladed pinwheels.
Mangekyo Sharingan!
"I heard from Makoto that you're a perverted vengeful spirit who likes to possess men's bodies. Conveniently, I also know a very disgusting man. After this, I'll have Makoto resurrect him and fuse the two of you together. What do you think?"
Sukuna's expression suddenly darkened.
That face, which had still been somewhat playful, was left with only cold killing intent.
"Woman... it seems you're eager to die."
As his voice trailed off, Sukuna stopped holding back.
His body suddenly expanded. Two new arms tore through his clothes from his shoulder blades. His four eyes opened wide on his face.
A terrifying pressure poured from his body. The floor tiles beneath his feet were cracked into spiderweb-like fissures.
At the same time, an even more terrifying Ocular Power surged from Utaha's eyes.
Sky-blue Chakra spilled from every inch of her skin, condensing into a huge sky-blue skeleton.
Susanoo!
"Utaha-nee, don't overuse the Mangekyo's power!"
Moeha, standing in the rear ready to provide emergency support, shouted urgently. "Otherwise, it'll be harder to heal later!"
Utaha's Mangekyo Sharingan were not eternal eyes, nor had she transplanted Hashirama's cells.
Every time she used the Mangekyo's power, it caused irreversible damage to her eyes.
For this reason, Moeha, a Heal-Heal Fruit user, had been positioned behind her.
Every time Utaha used her Ocular Power, she had to immediately step forward to heal her.
If there was any delay, the side effects of the Mangekyo couldn't be fully repaired.
Especially when using such a big move as Susanoo, even with the Heal-Heal Fruit's power afterward, there was no guarantee of 100% recovery.
But Utaha still did not hesitate to activate Susanoo.
It had been years since she had fought in such a large-scale battle. She couldn't afford to lose to those newly joined women.
Compared to the prisoners whose abilities had long been fully understood by Makoto, the Dragon-level Anomalies, though perhaps slightly inferior in raw power to top-tier powerhouses like Momoshiki and Sukuna, might actually be more troublesome.
But their advantage lay in the fact that their abilities had not yet been leaked.
For this very reason, those on Makoto's side had to put in a bit more effort when dealing with these Anomalies.