"This guy..." Muzan Kibutsuji stared ferociously at Lexon below. The aura emanating from the other was already far more powerful than before, which made Muzan, who followed the principle of lying low, uncertain.
'Should I also make a move and work with the remaining Upper Ranks to take him down?'
'If I make a move, the other is a demon swordsman who has mastered Sun Breathing. His strength is incomparably daunting. Perhaps I will also be in danger...'
'But if I don't make a move, my thousand-year-old wish to become a "perfect creature" will be impossible to realize. This is a rare opportunity...'
'In the inescapable Infinity Castle, with all the Upper Ranks gathered, there will never be a better time than now!'
'Am I to be like when I avoided Yoriichi Tsugikuni, only able to hope for his death and continue to lie low in the dark night?!'
'What should I do...'
The blood vessels on Muzan's face bulged as he stared intently at Lexon's figure.
"That's the first one," an empty, indifferent voice came from Lexon's mouth.
Gyokko didn't count; he was just someone he had slaughtered for fun.
His gaze moved back and forth over the remaining Upper Ranks, as if searching for his next target.
For a moment, all the Upper Ranks besides Kokushibo and Doma felt a sense of personal danger, afraid that they would be chosen.
"It'll be you," as if having selected a target, Lexon's footsteps sounded again.
Gyuutaro's body trembled inexplicably. The other's final gaze had landed on him!
Although he had been chosen as the target, he would absolutely not sit and wait for death!
Suddenly, Lexon's figure vanished.
'He's coming!'
Gyuutaro's heart shook, and his sense of danger intensified.
"Blood Demon Art: Rotating Circular Slashes!"
Even if his bone sickles were broken, Gyuutaro still had a means of attack.
His sash-wrapped hands directly released a massive vortex of bloody blade winds. And within these blade winds, there was a terrible, deadly poison.
"You damn bastard! I'll skin you alive! Rip open your belly! And pull out your guts one by one!!!"
Gyuutaro's mouth continuously spewed extremely venomous words.
"Brother!" Daki also came to protect her brother. Sashes continuously poured out from her body, lashing the area around him.
Hantengu's powerful clone, Zohakuten, beat the drums on his back, summoning gigantic wooden dragons that bit towards the position where Lexon might appear.
Doma also made a move, waving his twin fans, bringing out ice lotuses and gusts of freezing wind.
Kokushibo unleashed a sword form, and arc-shaped blade winds and wide crescent moon blades appeared around Gyuutaro.
They all intended to save Gyuutaro.
It wasn't because Gyuutaro was so important, but because they wanted to stop Lexon's actions.
But it was still too slow...
The scene that seemed to have a frame skipped appeared again.
Lexon abruptly appeared beside Gyuutaro, swung his sword, and cut off his head. Then, just as Kokushibo noticed and changed his sword's momentum to send a blade wind slashing at him, he vanished and returned to his original position.
Gyuutaro's head just fell off like that...
However, after being cut off, Gyuutaro's body and head did not turn to ash. Instead, he continued to stare at Lexon with venomous hatred and cursed, "It's impossible for me to die, you mutt! Even cutting off my head is useless! I'm immortal!"
"Ah, right."
Hearing the other's yelling, Lexon let out a sound of realization, and his body flashed once more.
By the time he returned to his original spot, there was a female head in his hand.
It was shockingly Daki's head.
Daki seemed not to have even reacted to her neck being severed. Only after seeing her brother glaring at her and her own headless body did she realize it.
"Ahhhhhh!! Brother!!" She felt that she was about to die and couldn't help but let out a terrified, piercing scream.
"Sister..." Seeing his sister's head suddenly appear in the other's hand, Gyuutaro's cursing came to an abrupt halt, his face stunned.
The next moment, the two demons gradually dissipated into gray smoke...
"A buy one, get one free deal," Lexon's empty voice was like a soul-reaping chain, emitting the most bone-chilling coldness. "Let's count that as the second one."
Gyuutaro and Daki were two-in-one, so they were counted as one by Lexon.
"Ahhh, what should I do, what should I do..." Hantengu's "Fear" main body hid behind Zohakuten, his eyes streaming with tears as he cowered.
"Blood Demon Art: Endless Karma Trees!"
While Lexon was still standing in place, the extremely vigilant Zohakuten directly used his most powerful Blood Demon Art.
His two hands held drumsticks and simultaneously struck the two drums on his back, activating his Blood Demon Art. In an instant, countless giant wooden dragons writhed and surged, sweeping through everything in the vicinity with a force that would clear all before it.
"The third one," an indifferent voice suddenly sounded beside the smaller main body of Hantengu.
The moment the voice fell, Hantengu's last clone abruptly appeared in front of the source of the sound.
That clone wore the kimono of Hantengu's main body. It was huge, with a ferocious expression and a menacing face. The character for "Hatred" was engraved on its tongue.
This was the last remaining clone that Hantengu would only use in desperate situations, the "Hatred Demon."
That clone quickly bit towards the source of the sound, but it bit on empty air.
"Over here," Lexon's figure appeared in another direction, his voice sounding along with it.
The moment before Zohakuten could quickly defend, Doma could swing out his ice vines, and Kokushibo could unleash his slash, he raised his Nichirin Sword and lightly made a horizontal cut.
The extremely hard neck of Hantengu's main body was instantly severed like paper.
Zohakuten dissipated.
The Upper Rank Four, Hantengu, was dead.
Lexon once again returned to the place where he had been standing.
A faint, indifferent smile hung on his sinister face as he looked directly at the only two remaining Upper Ranks.
Doma was expressionless, without a trace of emotion, no longer playing the role of a "person full of human feeling" as he usually did.
Kokushibo's face was grim and solemn, the bulging veins on his arms tightly gripping the liberated Kyokoku Kamusari.
It was a great contrast to the scene when Lexon had first entered the Infinity Castle.
The surroundings were full of rubble and ruins, as if it had just been through a massive bombardment.
And of the six Upper Rank demons who were alive just a moment ago, in the blink of an eye, only the two highest-ranking ones remained.
The Twelve Kizuki were now down to just two.
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