As Wababa (Wakuraba) finished speaking, Lin and the others immediately noticed a figure walking out of a dark alley nearby.
This figure had black hair tied into four short braids with orange tips.
On his pale, grayish face was a cyan “work”-shaped mark, and on his left eye it clearly read “Lower Six.” Lower Rank Six, Kamanue.
“Wababa, why have you come here?
Let’s get this straight, I won’t share the rare blood I worked so hard to find.” Kamanue stood groggily at the entrance of the alley, holding a severed human forearm in his hand with his mouth covered in blood.
His voice sounded like a drunken human, carrying a slurred tone.
Wababa chuckled.
He did not explain, nor did he stop.
He continued to dash forward without pause.
For Wababa, encountering Lower Rank Six Kamanue here was definitely an unexpected delight.
An even bigger surprise was that Kamanue was eating a human, and it was a rare-blood human at that.
With this kind of rare-blood human, eating just one could grant power nearly equivalent to eating fifty ordinary people.
Furthermore, some people’s rare blood would cause demons to enter a state similar to human drunkenness.
Both judgment and reaction speed would drop significantly.
Clearly, this guy Kamanue had encountered such a rare-blood human.
Wababa knew that, according to the habits of the Demon Slayer Corps, they would definitely prioritize exterminating the demon currently eating humans.
Compared to him, Kamanue would definitely be their primary target for pursuit.
As long as he threw Kamanue under the bus, he could escape while the Demon Slayer Corps was busy dealing with him.
As for failing the mission and incurring the wrath of That Lord, that was a problem for after he had escaped.
On the other side, Sanemi Shinazugawa’s expression became exceptionally grim.
A demon eating humans, and rare blood at that.
These two elements immediately triggered his past memories.
Sanemi Shinazugawa was also a rare blood.
Before he had officially joined the Demon Slayer Corps, he had already started hunting demons.
His method of hunting demons was to first let himself bleed.
Those demons that smelled his blood would become dizzy, just like being drunk.
Sanemi Shinazugawa would strike at this moment, using his weapon to wound the demon, then firmly trapping it with chains until the sun came out, burning those demons to ashes.
But if they attacked this newly appeared demon now, what about the other one still running away?
Should one person stay behind to deal with this demon while the other two continued the pursuit?
Lin suddenly shouted, “Let’s all strike together!” The three exchanged a tacit glance and communicated instantly.
Sanemi Shinazugawa struck first.
“Wind Breathing, First Form, Dust Whirlwind Cutter.” His body lunged forward instantly, his blade whipping up a spiral wind blade.
This wind blade was like a meat grinder, shredding the ground in front of the demon to pieces.
Caught off guard, Kamanue could only take the hit head-on.
In the blink of an eye, a huge spiral hole appeared in his chest.
“Pugh!” Kamanue let out a wail and violently spat out a mouthful of blood, “Damn you, you…” He instinctively extended his sharp demon claws, wanting to grab Sanemi Shinazugawa, who had already lunged in front of him.
However, the next moment, Sanemi Shinazugawa stomped hard on the ground.
His entire body instantly turned back to continue pursuing Wababa.
“You hurt me, and you still want to…” Before Kamanue could finish his sentence, he sensed a blade like raging flames approaching.
The dizziness from eating the rare-blood human had not yet fully faded.
He looked up blankly, only to see a blade that seemed to be enveloped in flames.
“Flame Breathing, First Form, Unknowing Fire.” Kyojuro Rengoku also unleashed a lunging technique.
That figure, looking as if draped in a cloak of flames, instantly closed the distance with Kamanue.
The next moment, Kyojuro Rengoku swung his blade, striking Kamanue’s neck.
“Sss!” Feeling the blade cutting into his neck, Kamanue was instantly shocked into a cold sweat.
The dizziness brought by the rare blood completely disappeared, and he finally regained his senses.
Kamanue did not even care about the massive penetrating wound in his chest.
He suddenly raised his hand to grab Kyojuro Rengoku’s Nichirin sword.
Under the immense slashing force, half of Kamanue’s palm was severed, but he successfully prevented the blade from cutting his head off completely.
Kamanue gritted his teeth, his face full of anger.
“Blood Demon Art, Night…” He originally intended to seize the opportunity to use his Blood Demon Art to severely injure Kyojuro Rengoku.
However, before he could finish calling out the technique, he widened his eyes in shock.
He saw Kyojuro Rengoku decisively release his Nichirin sword, and just like Sanemi Shinazugawa, he stomped his feet hard and turned back.
“What are these Demon Slayer Corps guys doing?
Why are they even abandoning their swords?
Also, why did that guy Wababa suddenly appear here…” Having completely shaken off the effects of the rare blood, Kamanue, although awake, was even more confused by the scenes unfolding before him.
However, before he could figure out what was happening, he saw the last figure.
Deep red hair, the Demon Slayer Mark on his forehead, and the hanafuda earrings with a sun pattern on his ears…
Fear from deep within his blood instantly surged into Kamanue’s heart.
In a trance, Kamanue seemed to see a phantom.
It seemed that three hundred years ago, there was such a swordsman…
Lin drew his blade.
The Demon Slayer Mark on his forehead seemed to gain life, spreading and growing downward.
Wisps of white mist even spilled from the corners of his mouth.
“Sun Breathing, Seventh Form, Beneficent Radiance.” The instantly surging solar flames covered Lin’s blade, like a flower of sun-flame blooming in the dark night.
Kamanue stared blankly at that cluster of solar flames.
The fear from his blood certainly made his whole body stiffen.
But the previous penetrating wound in his chest and the scar that had hacked away more than half of his neck left him unable to react in time.
Swish!
The blade instantly pierced into the small remaining portion of Kamanue’s neck.
Then Lin twisted his blade, and Kamanue’s head immediately rolled to the ground.
At the same time, he reached out and caught the Nichirin sword left behind by Kyojuro Rengoku steadily.
Then, without looking back, he turned and left to continue pursuing Wababa.
Three people, three sword forms.
They instantly took down Lower Rank Six.
Even though he himself was one of the planners of this decapitation tactic, Lin did not expect everything to go so smoothly.
One could only say this was their blood-boiling combo technique.
Wababa, who was still insisting on running away, also sensed Kamanue’s fate.
Feeling the three people still closely pursuing him from behind, Wababa felt his brain trembling.
It was his first time coming to Tokyo Prefecture, being able to toy with the plague here, and successfully discovering the person That Lord wanted to find.
This was clearly two joys overlapping, so why… why did it turn out like this?
Vaguely, Wababa seemed to hear a soft shout.
“Blood Demon Art, Bewitching Blood, Visual Dream Fragrance.” A faint fragrance wafted over.
Suddenly, a large number of strange patterns appeared before Wababa’s eyes…
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