Beneath those sharp old eyes, the gaze of an eagle-like wolf fixed directly on the ground....
The green Nen felt like a sensitive "healing spring," seeking its target, rushing towards every wound on Roy's body.
'It's not [Kaidō],'
[Kaidō] isn't so fast or so agile; it ultimately requires a person's will and prior chanting to work.
This kind of "self-healing without chanting" is clearly more usable and operable than [Kaidō]... The healing effect is also evident!
Three breaths passed,
On the ground,
Beside the human-shaped pit Roy had smashed out, the young man stood alone, his back straight, his sunken chest regained its normal shape. With a pinch of Telekinesis transformed into Water Breathing, he splashed it on his body... The dust was completely gone, clean as new, his appearance rejuvenated, even the near-escaped [Eclipse] followed suit, turning fiery red, igniting, and bursting with surging flames!
"Again!"
Suddenly a deep shout,
Roy shifted his center of gravity downwards, his legs in a bow stance, [Eclipse] was quietly held at his waist in reverse,
Unsheathed again, Roy looked up at the sky, locking onto Yamamoto Genryuusai Shigekuni, abruptly drawing his sword upward!
The flame suddenly extinguished, replaced by a spiraling Magnetic Force, brushing past the nose of Yamamoto Genryuusai Shigekuni, swiftly rushing to the sky, in a blink crossing the atmosphere, flying past the moon, directly towards a black, lonely sky, targeting a meteor of unknown diameter!
"Buzz~"
A faint buzzing sound slowly came from the sky....
Feeling this special rhythm, Yamamoto Genryuusai Shigekuni raised his whitish brows, his gaze following the magnetic force into the night sky,
"Boom~" A tiny black dot from the sky reflected in his eyes, his old eyes couldn't help but squint, his sword made a flourish and he glanced sideways at Roy, saying: "This is not a flame slash."
[Gravity Blade·Rising Dragon]!
The Sword Techniques from the days of reuniting with father Silva in the garden resurfaced,
On the ground,
Roy maintained his drawing posture, slowly speaking: "Of course,"
"This is a slash of the sun."
Yamamoto Genryuusai Shigekuni's white beard moved, in the sharp old eyes ravaged by time and frost, unintentional waves of light streamed, as he tightened his grip on the glowing blade: "The sun... have you truly chosen the one?"
Memories grew as the celestial black dot enlarged, like wind-borne petals scattered.....
Recalling his youth, he too had fantasized more than once that one day, using the word "Yang," he would unlock his Soul Cutting Blade, allowing not only hot flames but also bright light, surging magnetic storms, furious solar flares....
Maybe now, he might be different, perhaps even... completely opposite.....
"Booming~" It got closer,
The meteor broke through the atmosphere, igniting as it rubbed the air, dragging a long tail flame, finally transforming into a bright celestial body in the sky, captured by eyes filled with shock, fear, or disbelief!
"What is that?"
"Why is it so bright?"
"Could it be... another sun?"
"Strange... why are there so many weird happenings tonight?!"
Sounds of exclamations, wandering voices, gasping echoes resonating one after another, converging into a confused, helplessly terrified picture, with the Demon Slayer World as a curtain, slowly unfolding....
Sagiri yama,
Tomioka Giyu placed his hand on his Nichirin Sword, feeling his sword's urge to fly away again due to the previous odd [Magnetic Force]... The Water Hashira of the present, wearing a chromatic haori of red, yellow, and white, silently, looked up at the celestial meteor, transforming into a star, booming towards Yamamoto Genryuusai Shigekuni... His cool pupils suddenly shrank to needle-like size,
For the second time in his life, a strong sense of powerlessness emerged,
The first time was when he witnessed his sister Tsubaki being killed and devoured by an Evil Ghost to protect him... on that day.
"Clang... Clang... Clang....."
"The sword moved again!"
The meteor approached once more, the roar exploded like thunder... The flames burning on it, imbued with Roy's Nen, all transformed into [Magnetic Force], mistily spreading spiral purple magnetic wave ripples around,
Causing all fine iron to lose control, separately breaking free from their master's control, collectively flying towards Yamamoto Genryuusai Shigekuni!
Among them were the chef's knives, the tailor's needles and threads, the butcher's boning knife, the blacksmith's hammer, pliers, iron shears... Each and every one, in the midst of people's exclamations, from all directions, transformed into streams of steel rushing towards Yamamoto Genryuusai Shigekuni!
Sabito, Makomo, and other senior and junior disciples, including their teacher Urokodaki Sakonji, just like before, forcefully suppressed their equipped swords or engraving knives, at this moment, it was clearly felt,
Although in terms of coverage area, Roy's [Gravity Blade] might not compare to Yamamoto Genryuusai Shigekuni's casual vertical chop refined over two thousand years, yet... In terms of [Adhesive Force],
Relying on the [Magnetic Force] granted by the [Sun],
Led by Tomioka Giyu, Kyojuro Rengoku, and Shinazugawa Sanemi and other Hashira, suppressing their swords seemed noticeably more exhausting.
"Namu Amitabha Buddha, silence!" Near the ancient temple in the eastern suburbs of Kyoto.
The chains rattled, the axe, meteor hammer couldn't resist flying upward, only to be pulled back by a great force, suppressed under his seat... The moss-covered stone steps of the temple gate, Gyomei Himejima's right arm muscles bulged, revealing half a robust chest, silently reciting the Buddha's Name,
Then looked up at the sky,