SWNOVELXO Chapter 118: Chapter 118
"Blood Demon Art: Cold White Princesses!"
Two massive clusters of ice crystals formed into lotus flowers out of thin air.
Upon each lotus sat a lifelike maiden sculpted from ice, their eyes gently closed as if brimming with vitality, their lips slightly parted.
Whoosh!!!
A terrifying wave of sub-zero frost surged forth instantly.
Crack! Crack!
Wherever the freezing mist passed, even the earth itself froze solid and a cluster of flames amidst the street ruins became encased in ice.
Facing this deadly frost, the demonized Shinichi didn't even attempt to dodge.
He charged straight into it, immediately being engulfed by the freezing mist.
His movements visibly slowed as frost rapidly coated his body.
Crack!!
As Shinichi raised one clawed hand, his crimson eyes glared viciously at Douma.
Just as he bared his fangs, he was completely frozen in place.
"Eh-heh, is that all?" Douma tilted his head, observing the ice-encased Shinichi.
Though he could no longer sense any energy fluctuations from Shinichi, his intuition whispered that this wouldn't be so simple.
Sure enough, Shinichi's ice-covered fingers twitched slightly.
Faint hissing sounds emerged from all over his body as plumes of steam began to rise—the thick ice was actually melting!
In mere moments, his temperature skyrocketed.
Blood Demon Art: Raging Blood—Third Stage!
BOOM!!
With a violent burst, Shinichi shattered the ice and the twin frost lotus maidens before Douma exploded into fragments.
"This is giving me a bit of a headache~" Douma tapped his golden iron fan lightly against his forehead.
"COME ON!" Shinichi roared at the sky, his entire body glowing red with heat intense enough to roast meat.
From the ruins, he wrenched free a log, brandishing this "giant club" as he charged furiously at Douma.
***
While Shinichi and Douma engaged in their bloody battle, reinforcements from the Demon Slayer Corps were racing desperately towards the scene.
The newly appointed Wind Hashira, Sanemi Shinazugawa and the newly appointed Wave Hashira, Sabito, were pushing themselves to the limit as they sped toward Osaka.
As the only two Hashira remaining at headquarters, upon hearing that Kanae and Shinichi, might be facing an Upper Rank Demon, they had grabbed their Nichirin Blades and dashed out without waiting for orders.
"Upper Rank demon! Damn it! Damn Upper Rank! Hang in there, Kocho!" Sanemi gritted his teeth, sweat beading on his forehead.
The intense sprint through the night had taken a heavy toll on his stamina and Sabito was in the same state—yet neither showed any intention of stopping.
Every second they rested was another second of danger for Kanae and Shinichi.
The strength of an Upper Rank demon was beyond speculation—the Demon Slayer Corps had never slain one in centuries.
No one knew just how powerful they truly were.
Sabito face was etched with worry.
"Shinichi-senpai, Kanae-senpai... please hold on!"
It wasn't just the Wind and Wave Hashira.
Even the Sound Hashira, Uzui Tengen, who had been on a mission not far from Osaka, received the distress call.
"An Upper Rank Demon? Finally showing up? Then let's go straight at it! I can't wait to smash their filthy symphony to pieces!" Uzui Tengen, who had just slain a Demon, said excitedly before turning around.
"Hinatsuru, I leave this place to you. Take good care of Makio and Suma!"
The female ninja dressed lightly but with a composed expression, nodded seriously.
"Don't worry, Tengen-sama!"
Whoosh!!
Before the words even faded, Uzui Tengen figure vanished from the spot as if he had never been there.
The speed of a ninja is always a mystery.
***
"Damn it! I joined the Eternal Paradise Cult just to kill some time! Not to watch monsters battle! Run! I need to run!!"
A terrified cultist of the Eternal Paradise Cult fled frantically through the ruins, unable to forget the horrifying scene he had just witnessed.
Two terrifying monsters—yes, monsters!—were locked in a frenzied battle atop the cult's grounds.
The destruction they wrought was apocalyptic, reducing much of the Eternal Paradise Cult and several once-bustling streets to rubble.
The terrifying roars and explosions never ceased, mingled with the screams and cries for help of countless humans.
Many cultists and ordinary humans were caught in the crossfire of the two monsters' battle.
Panicked people fled in all directions, powerless as their homes were torn apart in the monsters' clash.
Yet, even at such a time, there were still fanatical followers of the Eternal Paradise Cult trying to rush back to the heart of the battle to save their leader.
They were downright insane!
Fukuda Go, who had only recently joined the cult, had no intention of joining those idiots in their suicidal mission.
Most importantly, he had caught a glimpse of the two monsters' appearances during the fight.
One of them—the familiar attire and fanged face of Douma—made Fukuda Go tremble uncontrollably.
That was unmistakably the leader he had met before!
Damn it!
The leader was a monster!
As he fled for his life, Fukuda Go swore he would never join another cult again.
But compared to the monstrous leader, the other creature chilled Fukuda Go to the bone.
That thing, crimson all over, covered in red patterns like a human-shaped fireball—it was definitely even more terrifying!
Just as Fukuda Go and many others were desperately fleeing, a figure silently appeared on the scene.
Perched atop a relatively intact building, a pair of golden eyes surveyed the ruined streets below.
Their thick eyebrows furrowed slightly.
"An Upper Rank?"
BOOM!!
Suddenly, a loud explosion erupted from the ruins.
A colossal figure materialized out of thin air.
Under the moonlight, the translucent body of the newly formed entity refracted a hazy yet dazzling glow.
Majestic appereance, with large ears, a broad nose and closed eyes, its hands pressed together in prayer, clusters of ice lotuses adorned its form.
The sheer coldness it exuded was enough to send chills down one's spine just from a glance.
It was none other than an ice-carved Bodhisattva!
"Blood Demon Art: Rime — Water Lily Bodhisattva!"
Crack! Crack!
Fissures began to spread across the massive ice sculpture of the Lotus Bodhisattva.
Sensing the familiar scent lingering in the air, the owner of the golden eyes sighed before vanishing from sight once more.
***
Bam!
Shinichi clutched a severed arm in his hand.
Across from Shinichi, Douma's face no longer bore any trace of a smile.
Standing atop his cracked Bodhisattva, he stared at his severed arm with an unusually icy expression.
In hundreds of years since he become a demon, he had never experienced such humiliation as he had today!
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