Water Breathing, Tenth Form: Constant Flux is a technique whose power multiplies with the number of rotations, and its sword trajectory is as elusive as a water dragon.
Crack!
Kamihara Tetsuya hadn't expected the power to be so terrifying; it directly blew off Kamanue's head, and the branch in his hand also snapped, unable to withstand the immense force.
"Despicable ant!!"
Kamanue's headless body remained standing, his abdomen churning as he let out a thunderous roar.
As one of the Twelve Kizuki, having his head blown off by an unknown demon, if the other Lower Moons found out, he would surely be ridiculed endlessly.
Even more terrifying was That Lord's wrath!
Kamanue felt the blood in his body boiling, urging him to quickly kill Tamayo.
"Blood Demon Art: Whimsical Metamorphosis - Meatball Bomb!"
A bloody light surged from Kamanue's body, his entire form seemingly melting, growing new flesh tendrils that formed a spherical, meter-high ball.
Bang!
The meatball shot out, its speed like a rocket, hurtling towards Kamihara Tetsuya.
Kamihara Tetsuya retreated rapidly, but it was too late to dodge; he raised both hands and caught the incoming meatball. The moment of contact, an immense force struck, sending him slamming hard against a large tree by the street.
The impact caused his internal organs to jolt, and a trickle of blood spilled from the corner of his mouth.
Whoosh!
Kamanue's meatball flew upwards, then plummeted heavily, heading straight for Kamihara Tetsuya.
Bang!
A hint of apprehension flashed in Kamihara Tetsuya's eyes; he dared not meet it head-on and continuously retreated.
The meatball smashed into the spot where he had been standing, accompanied by a roar comparable to an explosion, and the ground cracked outwards.
Kamihara Tetsuya used the trees around the street to maneuver. The meatball crashed into a large tree, and the immense impact snapped the tree in half.
Wherever it passed, it left a gruesome trail.
Kamihara Tetsuya's mind raced as he looked up at the bright moon in the sky.
There were still five or six hours until dawn.
Tamayo, who had been observing the situation, frowned. The sword skill Kamihara Tetsuya displayed was on par with a Demon Slayer Corps' Hashira, but it was a pity he didn't have a nichirin blade, otherwise, why would he be forced into such a predicament by a Lower Moon?
If this dragged on, it would benefit no one.
Tamayo said, "Mr. Tetsuya, please create an opportunity for me. I have a way to kill it!"
Kamihara Tetsuya looked at Tamayo in surprise, then nodded heavily.
Whoosh!
The meatball attacked again. This time, Kamihara Tetsuya neither dodged nor evaded, opening his hands and directly catching the meatball.
"Pfft!"
The impact caused Kamihara Tetsuya to stumble backward, his ribs breaking consecutively, and he couldn't help but spit out fresh blood.
Tamayo took out a surgical knife and a bottle of light purple medicine from her medical kit. She poured the medicine onto the knife, then charged forward, holding the surgical knife with both hands, and plunged it fiercely into the meatball.
Half of the surgical knife was deeply embedded in the meatball.
Kamanue's disdainful voice came out, "It's useless. You two can't kill me!"
"How do you think I escaped for hundreds of years without being killed by that person?!" Tamayo said, her beautiful eyes calm, without a ripple.
Upon hearing this, Kamanue quickly felt that something was wrong, and the spherical meatball remained stationary.
"Ah ah ah ah ah ah ah ah——"
Kamanue let out a piercing scream, the meatball bouncing frantically, in excruciating pain.
The medicine was destroying his cells, spreading to his tissues, organs, and purple spots appeared on his body surface.
Kamihara Tetsuya clicked his tongue in wonder. Tamayo was the strongest support, a hidden master who later developed compound drugs that weakened Kibutsuji Muzan by ninety percent.
Aside from her own lack of combat ability, she had countless ways to kill a Lower Moon.
Bang! Bang! Bang!
The meatball that Kamanue had transformed into bounced, trying to escape into the distance, but it fell to the ground after only a few meters.
"Helping a fugitive, That Lord's wrath is not something you can bear…" Kamanue's voice was full of hatred, and his body gradually melted into a puddle of blood.
"That's not something you should concern yourself with."
Kamihara Tetsuya said coldly, crouching down and casually touching the opponent's body, activating Soul Manipulation - Reaper to collect Kamanue's soul.
Blood Demon Art: Whimsical Metamorphosis, which transforms one's body into steel weapons and can also change one's own form.
With the opponent's soul in hand, Kamihara Tetsuya smiled slightly, "Your Blood Demon Art is very good, but in the next second, it will be mine!"
Tamayo took out an empty syringe and extracted some blood before Kamanue completely dissipated.
One collected the soul, the other collected the blood.
Maximizing the value of Kamanue's death.
The intense battle caused quite a commotion in the silent night. Fortunately, Tamayo was cautious, always taking secluded paths, so they had not been discovered yet.
"Let's go!"
Kamihara Tetsuya picked up the unconscious Kocho Kanae. Kibutsuji Muzan couldn't have sent only one Lower Moon; other demons would soon arrive here.
Yushiro had also recovered.
The group of four returned to the mansion Tamayo had purchased under the cover of night.
There were illusory walls around the perimeter, making it difficult for ordinary demons to discover, so it was considered a safe zone.
"Mr. Tetsuya, please make yourself at home."
Tamayo said. Their joint effort against the Lower Moon had significantly increased their trust.
Kamihara Tetsuya nodded.
"This is a medicine made from my blood. It can limit that person's control and perception over you," Tamayo said, handing over two syringes.
Kamihara Tetsuya took the syringes, surprised that Tamayo had such a gadget. He examined them; they contained about ten milliliters of blood-colored liquid, bubbling like boiling water, vivid and eerie.
Tamayo explained, "This medicine essentially dilutes that person's blood through my blood, so it will also weaken your strength."
A demon's power comes from Kibutsuji Muzan's blood; after being diluted, their power would naturally weaken.
"I see." Kamihara Tetsuya plunged the syringe into his chest and injected the medicine.
Compared to the loss of power, he found it more unacceptable that Kibutsuji Muzan could constantly pry into his mind.
"Mm!"
Kamihara Tetsuya let out a muffled grunt. The medicine quickly flowed throughout his body. He clearly felt his strength and demonic regeneration weaken slightly.
At the same time, he felt an unprecedented sense of freedom; Kibutsuji Muzan could no longer spy on him.
"However, at close range, that person can still read your thoughts," Tamayo said.
Kibutsuji Muzan's perception was determined by the amount of blood and distance from other demons.
The further the distance, the less obvious it was, only allowing him to sense their general direction and location, but he could still obtain relevant information, thus achieving information sharing.
Kamihara Tetsuya nodded slightly. Perhaps due to the influence of Kibutsuji Muzan's blood, he always had an inexplicable sense of fear towards Muzan in his heart.
But in reality, Kibutsuji Muzan was not as omnipotent as he imagined.
The so-called information sharing with all demons seemed impressive, but in the original timeline, Tamayo took in a passerby who had been casually turned into a demon by Kibutsuji Muzan.
Kibutsuji Muzan also failed to find Tamayo through this passerby.