Anime/Manga: Bankai Starting with Demon Slayer

However, the long battle had made his steps a little unsteady, and he landed somewhat unsteadily.

The three of them had been fighting fiercely for a long time, but these tentacles just kept coming!

"Well!"

A muffled shout came from the demonized Nidouzi, who smashed the flesh and blood limbs that were trying to devour the passengers with a single punch.

She used her body to block the sleeping passengers, repeatedly blasting away the entangled tendrils.

"This won't do. Each of us can only protect two carriages at most, and then we won't have time to kill the demons!" Tanjiro gasped for breath, realizing the situation was dire.

What should I do? My lungs are burning with pain; I can't hold on any longer...

"call--"

Amidst the intense desire, a long, steady breath, seemingly containing the scorching power of molten lava, rang out.

"Really... I never imagined things would get this bad while I was asleep..."

The flame-patterned feathers moved automatically without wind, rustling softly.

Those golden-red eyes held no trace of confusion, only a boiling fighting spirit.

"It's outrageous for a pillar to do that! If there were a hole in the ground, I should crawl into it!"

Boom!

A fiery tornado erupts in a ring following the blade's edge!

The figure of Purgatory transformed into a fiery meteor tearing through despair, charging fiercely along the carriage aisle!

The scorching blade light spread in a spiral, and wherever it passed, flesh and blood were as if snowflakes had met boiling oil, turning to ashes amidst the pungent, acrid smell.

The immense impact even sent the entire carriage flying into the air!

Boom!

After a brief moment of airborne movement, the train stumbled and fell back onto the tracks, nearly overturning Tanjiro and the others.

The next second, Kyojuro Rengoku appeared in front of Tanjiro:

“Young master of the kitchen!” His voice was loud and clear, reliable and firm: “No time to waste, I’ll get straight to the point!”

"This train has eight carriages in total. I'll protect the last five! The other three will be guarded by Midouzi and the blond boy!"

"You and Inosuke, charge forward! Find the demon's true form and slay it!"

Purgatory's gaze was intense, filled with trust and entrustment, finally giving Tanjiro, who was initially somewhat lost, a sense of purpose.

"Yes, Mr. Purgatory!"

Inosuke's boar mask also emitted excited white breath: "Ha! This is a Pillar! Let's go, Gonhachiro!"

However, just as Nie Yizhi's passion was ignited, a chilling voice rang out:

"Split up? That's too much trouble..."

What a terrifying murderous aura... Who is it!

Kyojuro Rengoku turned around warily and discovered that the voice belonged to Asuka, who had been unconscious and barely breathing just moments before!

At this moment, he had stood up and stood expressionless in the middle of the aisle.

"Mr. Asuka is awake! That's great! Now..."

"Everyone step back, I'll handle this."

For some reason, Tanjiro felt that Asuka-san's scent was very distant at this moment.

Although he had previously thought that Asuka was rather aloof, she wasn't cold-hearted; he still had a desire to try to get along well with everyone.

But now, Asuka is like a block of ice.

What dream did he have...? It was terrifying...

Heh...

The bird let out a long sigh of relief, its five fingers tightly clasped together.

"...Let's stop playing house here."

Before he finished speaking, an indescribable surge of energy exploded outwards from him!

This shockwave instantly pierced through the steel car body and through the layers of writhing flesh and blood.

In an instant, the bird's senses covered the front and back of the car, every inch of the steel wrapped in flesh and blood, the breath of every passenger, and the faint throbbing of every tentacle—taking it all in!

This is the power of his spiritual pressure now.

An unpleasant nightmare greatly stimulated the bird's mental strength.

He felt a portion of his suppressed spiritual pressure being released, and now, even without unleashing the destructive power, he could easily sever the dog's head with just the Breath of the Wind and the Qilin.

The keen spiritual senses brutally and easily tore through the meticulously constructed labyrinth of flesh and blood and the remaining fog barrier of the dream world.

found it!

Feiniao's cold eyes instantly locked onto a direction—not on the roof, not under the car.

The true form of that evil spirit is at the junction of the front of the car!

Asuka's lips twitched silently, whether as a death sentence or an outburst of anger, it was impossible to tell; all that could be seen was the violence in his eyes almost materializing.

Clang—!

The red and black Nichirin Blade was drawn in an instant!

The battle-hardened Rengoku Kyojuro was somewhat surprised, and his gaze toward Asuka became complicated.

This was the first time he had seen Asuka's Nichirin Blade, and he hadn't expected it to be this color.

It's said that the Nichirin Blade reflects the user's true heart, so why do swordsmen of the Wind Breathing style possess such a fervent soul...?

Before Purgatory could figure it out, the bird's figure had already suddenly blurred in place!

The next moment, he appeared in front of Hell.

So fast!

Everyone was shocked, and Inosuke was especially wide-eyed, he never imagined that the bird could be this fast!

Asuka gripped the hilt of her sword tightly, lowered her body slightly, and pulled her right arm back, assuming the most basic starting stance of the Breath of the Wind.

"Kehu Feng....."

The extremely low voice sounded like the whisper of death.

Boom!

It's impossible to describe whether it's the howling of the wind or the lament of space.

A condensed, crimson-black wind pillar, like a destructive gale sweeping from the depths of hell, roared and surged forth from the blade!

Purgatory Anjuro's golden-red pupils condensed instantly!

He had also trained with Saneya Shinazugawa several times, and this was definitely not the sword form of the Breath of the Wind!

This is... a fighting spirit twisted by extreme anger!

Instead of being sliced ​​by his blade, the air was violently torn apart by an invisible force, emitting a sharp whistling sound that could pierce eardrums!

Everything blocking the way—

The thick flesh and blood barrier infused with the power of nightmares, the sturdy steel carriage partitions, and even the bloody mist permeating the air—all vanished the moment they came into contact with this red and black wind pillar!

Fortunately, he retained his sanity, and the terrifying sword wind, under his precise control, merely plowed through the passageway without affecting the ordinary passengers who were unconscious in their seats.

With this cut, the interlayer at the front of the car was exposed.

An extremely thick cervical vertebra is stuck right in there!

That was the neck of the waning crescent moon, Nightmare!

Feiniao took a step forward, stepping onto the path paved with blood, flesh, ashes, and steel slag, her murderous aura undiminished.

The nightmare had already realized the bird's purpose and let out a terrified scream:

"Impossible! How could they have found me so quickly!"

"Who are you! Huh? You're that...you're that black-haired swordsman who eats ghosts!"

He recognized Asuka's identity from the blood memories of Muzan and began to continuously gather flesh tentacles in an attempt to attack Asuka.

At the same time, huge, twisted eyes sprouted from those tentacles, constantly casting hypnotic illusions from all directions, attempting to trap the bird's movements.

"Go to sleep!"

"Go to sleep!"

"Go to sleep!"

Did the bird get infected? I don't know.

But every time he opened and closed his eyes, the murderous intent around him grew even stronger, as if he were dreaming of something terrible.

The Nichirin Blade swung up and down, and the tentacles, as if encountering their natural enemy, were easily cut and pulverized.

In a short while, the bird had reached the massive spine, and the attacks had hardly posed any obstacle to him.

Nightmare was in a panic, causing the entire Mugen Train to tremble, but he was unable to escape. It was as if his body and mind were being held down by some more oppressive force, unable to move.

"...Blame it on your unpleasant dream."

Whoosh—!

The raccoon steals the blood, and the Ghost Month ends.

Chapter 59 Upper Moon Attack

"Gahh ...

Even Nightmare herself didn't expect to be killed so easily by the Demon Hunter, without even being able to use a single trick up her sleeve!

The moment the massive vertebra was severed, the train immediately emitted the mournful cry of a dying beast.

The flesh and blood tissue that was originally tightly integrated with the steel and constantly throbbing and pulsating instantly lost all vitality!

Most of them began to wither and rot, and a few were still trying to attack the travelers, but they were all easily cut down by the demon hunters' Nichirin Blades.

Gaaaaah! Boom!

The ear-piercing scream of twisting and breaking metal tore through the night sky, and the connection between the carriages collapsed and disintegrated first!

The massive rivets and metal hinges, already teetering on the brink of collapse due to the bird's strike, snapped instantly after losing the binding and support of flesh and blood!

Suddenly, the train was lifted up as if by an invisible giant hand, and then slammed heavily to the ground in the next second, making a deafening roar!

Smoke and dust surged into the sky like waves, the carriage screamed as it slid off the tracks, and countless shards of glass and steel debris flew like a torrential rain. The unconscious passengers inside the carriage were thrown about in a chaotic mess, tumbling up and down!

"Rescue!"

Kyojuro Rengoku let out a thunderous roar, his tall figure resembling a burning lighthouse amidst the billowing smoke.

In the instant the carriage overturned, he keenly sensed that a section of the structure was about to break, crashing down hard onto the passengers inside!

Without the slightest hesitation, he unleashed astonishing speed, his body hurtling towards the closing death trap like a cannonball!

His arms were muscular and bulging, with veins that looked like coiled dragons.

The purgatory infused all the power of the Breath of Flames, forcefully holding back the heavy ceiling that was about to collapse.

Such terrifying mechanical deformation can only be withstood by an extremely strong will.

The others also sped up as quickly as possible, rescuing one passenger after another amidst the chaos.

Boom!

The vehicle rolled across a vast expanse of land, leaving behind a shabby, sparsely lit ditch.

Smoke and dust mixed with lingering steam shot into the sky.

Feiniao carried a father and son on his back, jumped off the side wall into the carriage, and gently placed them on the ground.

Looking at the chaotic scene before him, he frowned with some guilt and quickly ran to the back of the carriage to check on the injuries.

Fortunately, the train was not traveling fast, and the remaining flesh and blood tissue acted as a buffer, so although the passengers suffered some injuries, their lives were not in danger.

Bang! With a loud crash, Rengoku Kyojuro ripped open the steel roof that he had been desperately holding up!