"Useless! Why the hell are you only showing up now?!"
Hantengu had just stepped out of the trees and was still trying to figure out what was happening when he saw the battered state of his lord. Before he could open his mouth, Muzan grabbed him and hurled him backward.
"Hold him off. I'll send the other Upper Ranks to support you."
"W-What?"
Hantengu flew through the air with a completely blank expression. He couldn't imagine anyone who could push Muzan into this kind of state.
He found out very quickly.
A terrifying flame dragon made of pure fire was opening its jaws right in front of him.
"This!!" Hantengu was so scared he ripped his own head off and threw it away on instinct. The head grew flesh and a spine in mid-air. In the space of a single breath it formed a new body that looked like a young man.
In his hand he held a feathered fan with red in the middle, green on the outer ring, and purple at the very tip.
"Hahaha! Being away from you feels fucking amazing." Karaku, the split with white flowers tied in his hair, waved his feathered fan at the incoming fire dragon.
Boom! A violent gust of wind exploded out of the fan.
"Throwing your own subordinate over here to die for you? Classic Muzan." Ivan's legs detonated with power. He dodged the wind blast and kept closing in while riding the gust.
"Interesting. Really interesting." Karaku laughed loudly as he kept swinging the fan.
The wind coming off that fan was no joke.
Even Ivan, moving at several times the speed of sound, found it annoying. With nowhere left to dodge, he had to push forward through the gale, stomping deep footprints into the ground with every step.
The wind was full of rocks, branches, and other debris that turned into deadly projectiles. None of it mattered to Ivan. Even Muzan had trouble breaking his defense. This random trash wasn't going to do shit.
Seeing that Ivan wasn't getting blown away, Karaku only laughed harder. "As expected from the guy who forced the master to retreat. You're actually fun."
"I'm not having fun at all. I'm pissed off and I just want to kill that bastard." Sekido, the anger split of Hantengu, had already emerged.
He carried a golden staff, his blood-red pupils marked with the kanji for Upper Rank Four. His face was twisted in constant rage, like everything in existence pissed him off.
He charged straight at Ivan and swung the gilded staff down. In that instant, countless bolts of lightning shot out from the tip of the staff and slammed into Ivan inside the raging wind.
"Not bad. Too bad you need a weapon to use it. Looks like the upper limit isn't very high." Ivan grinned with all his sharp teeth as electricity crackled around him. A few sparks flew between his fangs. This level of lightning wasn't even a tenth of Stormfront's power. Probably couldn't even kill Tanjiro.
"Hantengu told us to stop playing around and look for a chance to retreat," Karaku said, clearly not giving a shit about the order.
"Fuck that. I just want to let out all this rage!"
Sekido raised his staff again and brought it crashing down toward Ivan's head.
Before it could land, a glowing red Nichirin Blade punched straight through his skull. Riiip! The area around the blade instantly carbonized and spread countless cracks downward.
[Sekido — Dead!]
Before the cracks could reach his neck, Sekido's lower body detached on its own and grew a new head.
"Pathetically weak." Ivan didn't even let the new head speak. One clean slash exploded the entire body.
[Aizetsu — Dead!]
"They died so easily… This should be sad, so why do I feel so happy?" Karaku's tongue had the kanji for "joy" on it. His body started splitting apart until "Urogi" emerged.
Urogi had brownish-yellow wings on his back and eagle-like talons on his feet. He didn't want to run either. "Hahaha! Let me slaughter him from the sky!"
He took off immediately, laughing with the "joy" kanji visible on his tongue.
Sound waves blasted down toward Ivan with every laugh.
"You guys are really tenacious." Ivan's other arm had already finished regenerating. He raised his left hand and swung it sharply.
An invisible wave of telekinetic force slammed into Urogi mid-air and smashed him into a bloody pulp. Blood and bone fragments rained down, marking Urogi's death.
[Urogi — Dead!]
"Guess it's finally my turn?" Karaku turned and bolted without hesitation. Even as Hantengu's joy split, there was clear fear in his eyes.
"Your bodies are ridiculously fragile." Ivan's voice was flat. These splits of Hantengu felt like they could be killed with a regular gun.
Compared to the supes back in The Boys, they were pathetically weak.
Still, this shit would be perfect for staying alive.
Too bad all of Hantengu's splits had their own minds. Ivan didn't like that part at all.
"Trying to leave now? A little late, don't you think?"
Karaku was sprinting for his life when Ivan's voice suddenly appeared right behind him, like a ghost.
The smile that usually stayed glued to Karaku's face twitched at the corners. Between the two of them, who the hell was actually the demon here?
He couldn't tell anymore. He really couldn't.
Shhk!
Ivan's blade slid smoothly through Karaku's neck and sent his head flying. The body kept running anyway, still charging forward at full speed.
[Karaku — Dead!]
"Why?! Why won't you just let me go?! I hate this! I hate all of you! I hate that no one came to help me! I hate everything!!"
The fleeing figure suddenly stopped. Its body swelled violently. A new head grew, face twisted with pure rage. It spun around and swung a palm straight at Ivan.
"Here we go again…"
At Muzan's speed, catching him again was almost impossible. Ivan's electromagnetic sense could no longer detect Muzan's location. That meant he had already escaped the range.
"Gah! Gah! Over here! Over here, Lord Ivan! I finally found you!" A black Kasugai Crow flew in from the distance, and right behind it was another identical black crow.
"This is Upper Rank Four of the Twelve Kizuki — Hantengu. What the hell is he doing here?" Kaname asked, confused.
"Did Murata come along too?" Ivan chatted casually while swinging his Nichirin Blade. The flame-wrapped sword sliced straight through the hate demon's palm, cutting through flesh and continuing toward its neck.
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