Anime/Manga: Bankai Starting with Demon Slayer

He saw the boy with the appearance of Qin Ye charging towards him, wielding two swords.

He saw an endless darkness creeping up from the depths of his eyes.

"Ah...so this feeling is called 'shaking'."

Doma's dirty head tumbled in the air, and a bitter smile appeared on his lips.

Boom! !

The skull slammed heavily into the ruins.

"Did it succeed?" Yoshiyuki Tomioka asked with a serious expression, staring somewhat unrealistically at the head on the ground.

"It's not that simple! Doma is an upper moon; he won't die so easily!"

Komashi, however, did not relax his guard at all, and maintained his offensive posture as he looked at Doma's headless body.

Sure enough, even though his head was severed, no blood spurted from Doma's broken neck.

Countless tiny buds of flesh sprouted from the charred wound, desperately trying to pull the head back onto the body.

If Asuka's crimson blade hadn't burned his wounds, his head would probably have been reattached the moment it left his body.

Even so, the fisherman was certain that this would completely kill Doma.

In such a desperate situation, Doma's body began to go berserk without his consciousness.

With a wave of her double fans, the surrounding ice and snow instantly went out of control, unleashing a blizzard powerful enough to engulf the entire mountain.

"How about this!"

Asuka didn't give Doma a chance, but instead stuffed the wisteria venom that Shinobu Kocho had entrusted to him directly into the severed neck wound of Doma!

click!

He crushed the test tube inside Doma's body, and the wisteria poison instantly spread throughout Doma's entire body!

"Well--!!"

Doma's fallen head seemed to react, letting out a muffled groan of pain.

The toxins acted extremely quickly, and the headless body of the doma began to melt uncontrollably.

Bang!Bang!

His arm was severed, and his knee was covered in blood.

"How could this be? This belongs to that little girl..."

"That's right, it was that weak female swordswoman you looked down upon who concocted a deadly poison that could completely annihilate you!"

Asuka stepped on Doma's head, looking at him with disgust: "Doma, you should have thought this day would come the moment you killed Kanae."

"Shinobu Kocho was a swordswoman nurtured by hatred and rage, but unfortunately she didn't get to see this scene with her own eyes."

laugh--!!

To prevent Doma from making a comeback, Asuka specifically picked up Shinobu Kocho's Nichirin Blade that had fallen to the ground and plunged it deep into Doma's forehead.

Although the toxins inside were still weak, they were enough to kill Doma, who now only had one brain.

"...Am I going to die?"

Even with a knife already plunged into his head and his eyeballs beginning to fall out, Doma still stared blankly at these people, his face empty.

"...Oh, it really didn't work..."

"I tried to see if I could regenerate, but I simply didn't have the strength..."

"I can't feel anything..."

As Douma muttered to himself, his body grew increasingly fragile, with his flesh and bones constantly peeling away.

“Devour him.…”

Asuka dared not give him any chance to turn the tables, and plunged her Zanpakuto into Doma's decaying body.

To the astonishment of the group, the flesh and blood writhed and surged into the blade of the monstrous beast, devouring Doma right before their eyes!

“Asuka…you…” Giyu Tomioka was momentarily speechless, while Komashi’s gaze, hidden behind the pig’s head mask, was completely frozen.

What kind of knife is this? If he had that kind of power back then, wouldn't he have been able to...?

"Fine, it's okay to die like this. Actually, there's nothing to be afraid of about death..."

"After all, hasn't it always been like this...?"

Doma's voice grew fainter and fainter, and his head eventually turned into a puddle of pus, merging into the ground.

The Ice Bodhisattva collapsed with a bang, shattering the decaying shrine and announcing the death of Upper Moon Two.

In the boundless darkness, Doma's head continued to droop.

Bang!

It eventually ended up in the hands of a woman with a gentle smile.

"Seeing you end up like this, I'm relieved."

"In this way, Shinobu can finally let go of her burdens."

Douma's head was being tossed around so much that he couldn't see the other person's face clearly at all, and he could only helplessly speak:

"Hey, stop messing with me, okay? Who are you? Are you going to hell with me?"

Upon hearing this, the woman straightened Douma's head and looked directly into his seven-colored pupils with ethereal eyes:

"Stop joking, I'm going to become a Buddha."

"Go to hell yourself, you beast."

Chapter 87 The Tragic Cry

The mountaintop was a scene of devastation, with shrines and giant trees collapsed, and everywhere one could hear the wailing cries of monks trapped under the ruins.

The freckles on Yoshiyuki Tomioka's face had faded. He knelt on one knee, panting heavily, feeling completely exhausted.

On the other hand, the bird not only seemed unaffected, but even its previous injuries had been healed, and it was now acting as if nothing had happened.

Giyu was somewhat concerned about that knife, but ultimately didn't say anything more.

Anything is acceptable as long as it kills ghosts.

Asuka shook her tamamo-no-Mae, wiping away the last bit of demon blood she hadn't finished eating, and watched as it transformed back into a colorless Nichirin Blade.

"Swordsman, what's your name?" Komashi adjusted his boar headgear, brushing off the dust. "Your strength has improved again; it seems you've entered the highest realm..."

"Hey! You devil! Give me back my hood!!" Inosuke rushed over to snatch it, but Komashi slightly sidestepped him, easily avoiding his staggering attack.

"Haha, not now, kid! I'll use it for a few more days!"

Asuka felt a sense of unreality seeing his overly familiar manner.

He didn't quite understand why an Upper Moon demon would betray Muzan Kibutsuji and help the Demon Slayer Corps kill its own kind.

The only thing that could be confirmed was that the spiritual pressure emanating from this guy was not malicious, which was why Asuka didn't make a move.

He sheathed the tamagoyaki and looked at the fist pillar: "My name is Asuka."

Komashi looked at Asuka through the eyeholes of the boar's head mask, raised his hand, and showed off his fists covered in deep blue tattoos:

"I am a disciple of the Soryu Dojo, Komashi, the Fist Pillar of Fist Breathing. Nice to meet you."

"Are you kidding me...? What are you planning?"

"Of course not. To be honest, I've participated in battles where I could switch places, so being a pillar shouldn't be a problem, right?"

"Answer my question." Asuka's eyes were cold, and she pressed the demon moon in front of her with some rudeness.

Komashi let out a soft chuckle.

The laughter no longer carried its former arrogance, but instead carried a hint of determination.

"Plan? It's simple... Every cell in my body reminds me—I am a bloodstained demon."

"This kind of evil cannot be washed away even if ten thousand pieces of trash like Douma are killed..."

He stopped five steps away from the bird, a social distance he maintained in relation to the strong.

“I just suddenly realized something: since I’m destined for hell, I have to do something before that to comfort my disappointed teacher, lover, and father.”

Komashi looked up at the night sky, which was covered by thick, dark clouds: "When I send that man to hell, I will naturally follow behind and atone for my sins for eternity."

The bird fell silent.

He had seen countless wandering spirits in Rukongai who would do anything to survive, as well as those rats struggling in sin.

At this moment, he sensed a deathly stillness emanating from the other person—

It was a kind of resolute determination that sought nothing but revenge and self-destruction.

"...I'll accept your statement for now, but you must act with me," Asuka said in a deep voice.

He cannot fully trust a former Upper Moon demon. If there is any possibility that the other party's spiritual pressure fluctuations will get out of control, he will immediately kill him.

"Hey! Are you done talking?!" Inosuke jumped up again in a fit of rage, pointing at Komashi: "The hood! Give it back to me! That's my family!" Like a wild beast whose territory had been taken away, he angrily pawed at the ground and charged again.

"Hahaha, kid, practice again and try again!" Komashi laughed, teasing Inosuke in the manner of his master Keizo, making Inosuke yell in anger.

This allowed Komashi to briefly experience the beauty of humanity.

Before long, Kanako's figure, accompanied by a burst of sweat, arrived at the summit.

"Asuka! Our teacher is safe!"

Meanwhile, in Tokyo, a thousand miles away.

Click——! !

A crisp sound of shattering glass rang out, particularly jarring in the deathly silence of the night.

Muzan Kibutsuji, disguised as a child, stood in a room filled with books, his red vertical pupils fixed on his right hand.

Just now, he felt a strong throbbing originating from the depths of his blood.

That is the death knell of the Twelve Ghost Moons' souls.

"Doma...Doma's aura has disappeared? How is that possible?!"

Wu Can's voice was deep and menacing; he couldn't believe what he was sensing.

Doma, who, despite his wicked nature, was absolutely the strongest among the Upper Moons, was actually wiped out?

"what--!!"

He angrily slammed his fist on the bookshelf, knocking it over with a loud crash, and roared furiously in the room.

"How is this possible! How is this possible! Who is it? Is it the swordsman with the Crimson Blade? Is it Tanjiro Kamado?!"

What angered him most was that when he tried to sense whether Douma had any memory images left in his bloodline connection with him, even just fragmented scenes...

There was nothing there; all that answered him was a chaotic blackness and a bone-chilling cold.

What on earth is going on?! This is unbelievable!

Before he could recover from the shock of Doma's death, a second wave of excruciating pain swept through his nerves!

That was a sensation coming from the direction of Youguo.

"Princess Fallen...Gyuu Taro too?!"

On Wu Chan's pale, almost sickly face, veins suddenly bulged.

Beneath the elegant cuffs of his shirt, his skin began to twitch irregularly, revealing the extreme shock and anger he felt.

In his flashbacks, he saw the raging flames of Youguo.

A gaudy man wielding two swords and adorned with jewels... and a swordsman with bandages wrapped around his body and a snake attached to his body attacked Gyutaro together!

Swords flashed and snakes hissed.

Even though Gyutaro's poison was extremely potent, it couldn't take down that damned dual-wielding swordsman! The opponent found an opening, and the two of them joined forces to slash his neck!

Fallen Princess... that stupid woman, Fallen Princess!

It's an Upper Moon demon! Why can't it even handle Tanjiro Kamado, who wears the Sun Ring Earring?

"The Crimson Blade...it's the Crimson Blade again!"