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"Bone-burning sun, flame dance!"

He Dao slashed out with a trajectory that was completely unpredictable even for the ancestor of ghosts, but it was still firmly blocked by the dark claws without any suspense.

"Clang, Clang, Clang, Clang, Clang!!!!"

The sound of metal colliding began to echo violently, and the sparks from the friction illuminated the faces of both parties.

Enichi Tsukuni, who instantly realized that this was a futile effort and that the opponent was in a state of contempt, stopped the ultra-fast consecutive slashes that lasted for just one second with a very natural movement.

Then at the last second before his body was about to fall back to the ground, facing the man in front of him who didn't take this battle seriously at all, he used all the first twelve sword forms of Breath of the Sun in a seamless manner. one move--

"'Breath of the Sun: Thirteen Patterns'!"

In another world, the most powerful and supreme move was suddenly used without warning, causing Demiurge, whose smile never changed, to finally shrink slightly.

He subconsciously raised his arms to protect his indestructible black claws in front of him, and instantly blocked the first twelve knives with a series of crisp sounds, and then...

In a careless and hasty manner, the thirteenth sword miraculously completely broke through the defense, and struck the unsuspecting neck in an instant as if it was about to cut through the space.

"Qiang——"

The melodious sound of swords echoed, and even temporarily suppressed the inexplicable wailing sound coming from the flames of hell below.

But Enichi Jiguo, who was holding a knife in both hands, opened his eyes in disbelief because...

The knife he was supposed to hit just now was inexplicably missed!

"It's a pretty good sword move. It even exceeded my expectations."

The figure flashed to Demiurge, who was several meters away from where he was. The faint green fluorescence on his body dissipated, and he couldn't help but let out a sound of admiration.

Because the human swordsman in front of him was constantly bringing him unexpected joy.

Such extraordinary swordsmanship must be able to bring enough benefits to the Great Underground Tomb of Nazarick, even if...

To him, the man in front of him with the flame pattern on his left forehead was actually not that strong.

"Your Excellency Yuanyi, you have passed my test. I have decided to take you back to the place where the Supreme Being lives. Feel free to be grateful for this. This is your honor, but before that... I You have to lose your mobility a little bit.”

Touching the side of his neck where he was almost cut off, Demiurge looked at the opponent who was starting to fall back to the ground, with a smile on his face.

He decided to get serious.

"'Demon Appearances and Demonic Arms'."

The originally slender right arm instantly swelled into a dark arm with metallic luster and tight muscles that could grab the giant monster.

Then he clenched his fist and swung it out violently, squeezing the air, and hit Jiguo Enichi hard, who was unable to avoid it.

"'The Fortress of Never Falling'."

"Bang——!!!"

The shock wave caused by the huge muffled sound even suppressed the raging momentum of the Hell Flame for a moment, and Enichi Tsukuni's figure quickly flew out in mid-air without any suspense.

Under the influence of a huge force that could not be completely removed in a short period of time, his figure directly smashed through the two walls of the corridor, and passed over several outdoor courtyards, and finally——

It hit the wall of the royal city hard.

"boom!!!!"

As a loud noise echoed throughout the royal city, a large crater with dense cracks and cracks was knocked out of the thick and solid protective wall.

The gravel fell and dust rose.

Demiurge's figure instantly appeared in the air more than twenty meters away from the royal city's protective wall, with his hands behind his back and his demon wings spread out.

The dust blocking his sight was meaningless to him. He could clearly see the blood-stained figure standing with a knife.

The strongest demon's face couldn't help but show surprise once again.

"You haven't lost consciousness yet?"

He murmured something incomprehensible, but at the next moment he suddenly raised his arm.

Because at this time, there was a long knife that seemed to be swung by a flaming giant, which instantly broke through the dust rising in the sky, and slashed towards his head with extremely fierce momentum.

"'Breath of the Sun·Glory Sun'!"

"Qiang——"

In an instant, flames that seemed to be enough to burn everything occupied Demiurge's entire field of vision.

Then the flaming giant blade, which was like a punishment from heaven, fell on the hand he raised to greet him like the weight of a mountain.

The stalemate lasted only half a second, and the figure that was standing in mid-air as if walking on flat ground was pressed down a meter, and his whole body was wrapped in heat that seemed to burn his soul.

Feeling the constant stinging pain in his palm, Demiurge couldn't help but let out a low laugh. He actually...

Injured again? !

"'High-level strength enhancement', 'Purgatory vestment'."

"boom!!!"

The demon's wings retracted on its own initiative, and Demiurge was cut down from a high altitude by the sword that struck him that day, and a large shallow pit was created on the ground covered with stone bricks.

The stone bricks were shattered and a large amount of dust was raised.

Enichi Tsukuni jumped into the air and slashed out his strongest sword, fell back to the ground to relieve his strength, and then knelt down on one knee, exhausted for the first time in his life, holding the handle of the sword tightly and inserting the Nichirin sword into the ground for support. He bent his body, lowered his head and couldn't help breathing heavily.

A very strange feeling was coming to him, and at this time he...

Somewhat hypoxic.

Sweat dripped down, soaking the dust on the ground.

But at this time, the same soft laughter that showed no sign of weakness came from the front, making Jiguo Enichi's eyes widen subconsciously.

"Another pretty good sword move, Your Excellency Yuanyi, you surprised me once again, but..."

After releasing strong wind pressure, the unsightly smoke and dust around him instantly dispersed. Under Jiguoyuan's stunned look, Demiurge calmly walked out of the shallow pit and patted away a little dust that accidentally got on his British suit.

He looked at the human swordsman kneeling in front of him, and while rating him a lot higher in his mind, he bowed slightly and politely again.

"You seem to have reached your limit. So, can you please leave with me without any resistance? In this case, it will be good for you and me."

As for this question, what are Jiguo Yuanyi’s choices and answers?

"Huh—it turns out there are such powerful beings in the world..."

After taking a long breath, he finally stopped breathing heavily and suffering from lack of oxygen. He supported his body with the Nichirin Sword inserted in the ground and slowly stood up.

Ji Guoyuan's gaze gradually and inexplicably changed back to looking straight at the other person calmly. All the bones and muscles in his body were subconsciously trembling uncontrollably, constantly generating heat.

And just when Demiurge thought that the human swordsman in front of him was about to give up resistance, a scene that surprised him again came into his eyes.

The man with the flame markings on his left forehead suddenly had veins popping up on his forehead, and his exposed fair skin began to turn red inexplicably.

The blood circulation in the body begins to accelerate, and the body temperature is rising crazily to the extreme. The muffled sound of the violently beating heart is even enough to reach the ears of others.

But the flame birthmark that was originally just a birthmark started to burn as if hallucinating, becoming increasingly red, and at the same time...

Those red eyes that seemed to have become calm, but deep down had already begun to burn crazily with raging flames originating from the soul and will.

Finally, under Demiurge’s gaze of admiration from the bottom of his heart——

Enichi Tsukuni, who was once a member of the Demon Slayer Corps and was covered in blood, clenched the handle of the Nichirin sword in his hand and gave a heartfelt response in a hoarse voice.

"Kill the evil spirit!"

Chapter 103: Flare, Corona Blade

Dapples.

Skills beyond the reach of ordinary people.

Even if the column wants to be opened, it needs the body temperature to reach 39 degrees and the heartbeat rate to be above 200 times per minute before it can be successfully opened to greatly improve physical fitness.

But it will also put a huge burden on the body. In theory, even those who turn on stripes will not survive until the age of twenty-five, but...

Enichi Tsukuni was the first in history to awaken his markings, and he was also the only swordsman born with markings.

The unbearable side effects for ordinary people do not exist for him, because for him, the spots are like a part of the body, innate and natural.

Therefore, his various physical qualities are naturally incomparable to those of humans, and he has never done any exercise or studied and explored his special physique in his life.

Because this kind of thing means nothing to him.

But it was different now, because...he found that his current physical fitness was not enough.

Even though he has the same innate "transparent world" and can predict the opponent's next second's movements in advance by observing the blood vessel flow in the lungs and the contraction of muscles, his body still has no time to react.

Therefore, as soon as Ji Guoyuan thought about what he should do next, it was also the first time he tried it, that is——

Dig deep to unlock the markings you were born with.

Raise your own body temperature to the true limit of 46.5 degrees that the human body can withstand, and accelerate your heartbeat rate crazily, constantly breaking through the limit to more than 390 beats per minute, in exchange for once again greatly improving your physical fitness.

This situation, which would lead to death quickly for ordinary people, was just bearable for Jiguo Enichi.

"Flare".

Never before in the history of the Demon Slayer Corps, unheard of, impossible, the second stage of Zebra.

"Qiang————"

The melodious sound of the sword sounded as if it was about to touch the soul. The Nichirin sword, with the four characters "Evil Demon Kill" engraved on the blade, slashed into the pitch black with unprecedented strength and an unimaginably heavy sword force. above the claws.

"Bang!!!"

The figure in a well-dressed suit flew backwards in an instant, smashing a decorative rockery and a three-meter-high stone statue along the way, and finally made a dent in a thick wall.

"This kind of strength...has surpassed the anger of the three demon generals under my command."

The gravel fell to the cracked ground, and Demiurge stood up and glanced at the indestructible black claws on his right hand that were transformed into "Demon Appearances: Sharp Broken Claws".

At this time, there was an inconspicuous knife mark on it.

"It's really quite interesting."

Demiurge looked at the figure thirty meters in front of him, who was already charging towards him with great force again. The figure was so fast that he did not know how many times it exceeded the limit of the human race, and he also grinned lightly.

"Your Excellency Yuanyi, how many more surprises can you bring me?"

"Kill the evil ghost..."Shunpo·Yang Hua Tu"."

Ignoring the weird chuckle in his ears, Enichi Jikuni crossed the thirty-meter distance in an instant and rushed in front of the opponent. He stared at the man in front of him with all his concentration, and directly locked onto the opponent and predicted what he would do next. all actions.

Then he took a deep breath, held the sword in both hands, and without any pause used the move he created after coming to this world in order to be able to instantly kill the opponent when he was able to find Muzan Kibutsuji again in the future.

"'Breath of the Sun: Sun Flame Sword Prison'!"

The next moment, the knife network was so dense that it even formed a red spherical body, completely displayed in front of Demiurge, whose eyes were slightly widened.

One thousand eight hundred dollars per second!

"Clang, clang, clang, clang, boom--!!!"

In just an instant, wherever the nearby long knife touched, whether it was the ground paved with stone bricks or the thick wall with a dent, everything exploded at the same moment.

The rocks scattered in all directions, turned into powder in the blink of an eye, and then were swallowed up by the raging flames.

Three seconds later, almost at the moment when the knife network dispersed, the semicircle composed of hell flames expanded and exploded at 360 degrees without any blind spots.

"'Shunpo·Super Avoidance'."

Half a second before the knife-wielding figure was affected by the flames of hell, he exerted force on his feet and retreated to a place twenty meters away in a flash.

A strand of hair next to his ear burned, then was cut off casually, turning into ashes in mid-air.

After the flames of hell dissipated, and standing on the ruins covered with knife marks and scorch marks, Demiurge lowered his protective arms in front of him and ignored his dark claws with many tiny gaps. Instead, he murmured in a low voice with some surprise.

"In just three seconds, he wielded more than five thousand knives...even the 'Infinite Barrier' and 'Purgatory Cloak' were cut open."

A drop of blood slipped from his cheek.

The special passive skill - "Advanced Physical Damage Immunity", which is enough to completely ignore pure physical damage and low-level monster weapons below level 60, has no effect under the red blade wrapped in sunfire.

"For future plans and just in case, the second form cannot be used. In order to avoid affecting Lord Ainz's great plan, we must also avoid affecting the unconscious humans in the royal city... It seems that we must Gotta get serious."

Looking at the figure in the distance that was about to come back to him again, Demiurge raised his hand and waved, and a three-foot-high wall of fire that could burn his soul appeared out of thin air, and then he pushed it out violently.

"'Wall of Hell Flame'."

After releasing this spell, he began to apply amplification magic to himself without stopping.