The moon hung high in the sky, and stars twinkled like silk.
This should have been the busiest time at Yoshiwara Entertainment District.
However, today presented a completely different scene.
Everyone was desperately fleeing outside, their faces filled with terror, confusion, and shock.
Two young men in brown uniforms with the huge character "滅" (Extinction) printed on their backs stood outside Yoshiwara Entertainment District, watching this scene with astonishment.
They were members of the Demon Slayer Corps, returning from slaying demons, and happened to be passing through Yoshiwara Entertainment District, wanting to see this famous red-light district.
However, the situation seemed somewhat unexpected.
Just then, a woman tripped over someone and was about to fall.
One of the short-haired young men quickly caught her.
"Are you alright, miss?"
"Thank you,"
the woman said, still shaken. She wore a beautiful kimono, her face exquisitely made up, mature and beautiful, and although slightly disheveled, she was still incredibly charming.
The short-haired young man's face immediately turned red, looking completely at a loss.
Another young man, slightly older and with longer hair, looked helpless and asked, "Miss, what happened inside? Why is everyone running away?"
A look of fear crossed the woman's face.
"I don't know! I only saw something fighting, ribbons everywhere, even the houses were destroyed."
Her words were somewhat incoherent, but the two young men understood roughly, their expressions turning serious.
Ordinary people fighting certainly couldn't destroy houses.
Only something like this could cause such a commotion…
"Miss, please leave as soon as possible!"
They warned her, then quickly rushed into the Yoshiwara entertainment district.
They soon found the battlefield.
There was no need to ask; the enormous noise from the battle could be heard from a great distance.
"Who's fighting these demons? Such a commotion, could it be a Pillar?"
The two didn't approach rashly.
They were only "D" and "E" rank members; if this was a Pillar-level battle, they couldn't intervene at all, only able to observe from the outside and see if there was anything they could do to help.
The two climbed onto the roof and cautiously peered ahead.
The next moment, their faces simultaneously showed astonishment.
It wasn't two people fighting, but three.
Moreover...
The short-haired youth observed for a while, then asked uncertainly, "Senior, if I'm not mistaken, they should all be demons, right?"
The long-haired youth slowly nodded, his face serious: "That's right, all three are demons!"
"Then what do we do now?" the short-haired youth asked blankly.
He hadn't been in the team long and had never encountered demons fighting each other before.
And these were three extremely terrifying and powerful demons.
The long-haired youth pondered for a moment, then quickly made a decision: "These three demons are extremely powerful; we can't stand idly by!
Here's the arrangement: you go and relay the intelligence immediately. I'll stay here and keep an eye on them. Remember to note in the intelligence report that the demons involved in the conflict are suspected to be Upper Moons!"
The short-haired youth, about to leave, stopped in his tracks upon hearing this, and exclaimed in astonishment, "Upper... Upper Moons?"
Lower Moons were completely invincible to them.
Upper Moons?
"That's right, at least two Upper Moons!"
The long-haired youth's expression turned grim.
He had witnessed the Lower Moons in action before, but it was nothing compared to the scene before him.
The short-haired youth didn't ask any further questions and hurriedly left.
A moment later.
A raven flapped its wings, soared into the sky, and quickly disappeared into the night.
...
Aoki glanced at the rapidly departing black raven and the two figures on the distant rooftop.
"Looks like I need to speed things up."
"Why can't it regenerate?"
Gyutaro stared at his sister's wounds, his pupils shrinking to pinpoints.
"Wasn't enough flesh cut off? No!"
He abruptly looked at the other wounds on his sister's body.
They hadn't healed! None of them had healed!
Not even a shallow scratch.
"The regeneration ability has completely collapsed!"
Gyutaro understood, abruptly looking up at Aoki, his face flashing with fear and hatred.
"Brother, brother, what happened? Why isn't my body regenerating?" Daki's beautiful face was filled with panic.
Having been a demon for hundreds of years, this was the first time she had encountered such a situation.
The threat of death flooded her mind, causing her body to tremble involuntarily.
Gyutaro's gaze was grim.
The traitor's abilities were far stronger than described in Muzan's intelligence.
Worse still, this was a completely unfair battle.
He had no means to harm the traitor; neither slashes nor poison had any effect on him.
The traitor's attacks, however, were deadly to them, drawing blood with every strike.
He finally understood what it felt like to fight a human.
Frustrating!
Utterly frustrating!
"Why? We're all demons, why are you picking on us?" Daki screamed at Aoki.
Aoki said, "Demons are powerful, beautiful, and can do anything. Isn't that your mindset?
I'm stronger than you, killing you is only natural. Do I need a reason?"
Daki's voice faltered.
Gyutaro turned, picked up Daki with one hand, and threw her violently in another direction.
"You go first, find a place to hide, wait for me… No!"
Aoki's figure suddenly appeared above Daki.
Behind him, Gyutaro's eyes were bloodshot.
Below him, Daki's face was filled with terror.
"No! No! I don't want to die, brother, think of something!"
"If there's a next life, be a good person! Aoki Ryu, Funeral!" Aoki said.
Daki's expression froze, red lines appeared on her body, and she crashed to the ground, shattering into pieces.
"I'll kill you!"
Gyutaro
's expression twisted with rage as he leaped above Aoki, his blood-red scythe slamming down. But just as it was about to strike, Aoki vanished into thin air.
"Is this the kind of ability Muzan-sama spoke of—the ability to instantly traverse space?"
Gyutaro's expression turned crazed as he searched for the defector's trail while glancing at his sister.
Thankfully, although her regenerative abilities had collapsed, his sister had only lost consciousness and wasn't dead.
If he could defeat the enemy, his sister still had a chance to recover.
But...
Gyutaro's eyes narrowed as he looked at the rooftop of a building not far away.
Aoki's figure appeared in the air, staring at Gyutaro.
"I'll give you one last chance. Don't you really have any annoying demons? Tell me his location, and I'll send him to hell to join you!"
Gyutaro's eyes were filled with madness. Without uttering a word, the ground beneath his feet exploded with a "boom," and he lunged at Aoki.
"Blood Demon Art, Circular Slash Revolving, Flying Blood Scythe!"
He spread his arms, the blood scythe spinning around his wrist, forming sharp, thin blades of blood around his arm, like a razor-sharp meat grinder, and smashed down towards Aoki.
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