Crossover Anime: Starting with Bankai from Demon Slayer

Chapter 114 The sunlight is intense, and all things become visible.

The air was churning, and the first snow of the winter night was instantly evaporated.

The wooden remains of the Infinite City ruins spontaneously combusted without any source of fire, and the iron signs on both sides of the street were so hot they could burn the skin!

"Aaaaaaah!"

A piercing scream erupted from the shadows.

Those lower-level evil spirits lurking in the shadows, trying to find a chance to survive, turned into blood and gore the moment they came into contact with this golden-red light!

Their skin and flesh melted away rapidly, like blocks of wax thrown into a furnace, leaving them no room to struggle.

This blazing sun seemed to have an extremely destructive power over them; no evil spirit could withstand its force.

This led to the annihilation of certain special allies on the other side of the battlefield.

Yushiro let out a muffled groan. His handsome face began to crumble under the bright light, veins bulging on his forehead and dark red blood overflowing from his eyes.

Even though he is on the side of justice, as a ghost, he cannot go against his biological instincts—he fears the light, which is stripping away his life.

On the other side, Komashi, who calls himself the Fist Pillar, is in an even worse situation.

He was already on the verge of death because of the deadly battle with Muzan and the injection of too many toxic cells.

Under the scorching sun, his body began to emit blue smoke, disintegrating at the cellular level.

"...Bastard." He gritted his teeth, trying to punch away the ever-present heat wave, but his arm began to peel off as he swung it.

"Inosuke! Hurry!"

Tanjiro let out a roar and, disregarding his own injured body, lunged forward.

Although the oppressive force emanating from the blazing sun made his body feel like it was on fire, he was, after all, human and did not experience excessive pain.

He endured the dizziness and drowsiness, and with superhuman willpower, he stood firmly in front of Komashi.

"Charge forward like a pig! Charge forward like a pig! What's with this blinding light?!" Inosuke retorted, not to be outdone.

His beastly instincts told him that if he didn't stop this force, the doctor's henchman, the demon child, would die.

His muscular back, exposed to the scorching sun, quickly turned bright red, but it completely enveloped Yushiro beneath him.

But the changes are not over yet.

As its momentum continued to rise, the spiritual pressure within Asuka's body finally tore open a corner, spreading outwards like a tsunami.

The weight of the air increased, and every inch of skin felt as if it were weighed down by a thousand pounds, causing blood flow to become sluggish and slow.

"This feeling..."

Kanroji Mitsuri felt a wave of dizziness, her consciousness gradually sinking into the golden-red ocean, and she was the first to faint.

Not only her, but all the wounded pillars and the remaining team members could not hold on any longer and fell down like harvested ears of wheat.

Inosuke and Tanjiro collapsed onto their two demon colleagues, shielding them from the sunlight with their own bodies.

This was not an intentional attack, but merely the aftermath of the bird's inability to contain itself.

The human body is ultimately unable to withstand the wrath of the gods at such close range.

"This is impossible!! This kind of thing could never be human power!"

Muzan's voice trembled uncontrollably.

His bloodshot eyes were now filled with bloodshot veins as he frantically searched through the ruins for every shadow he could find.

Their proud regenerative abilities, their demon blood that could rival their own for millennia, and their eternal vitality all seemed utterly ridiculous at this moment.

Because that blazing sun seemed to have eyes; no matter which piece of ruins Muzan hid in the shadow of, the light would instantly penetrate the barrier and shine directly on his flesh.

This is the spiritual pressure storm bursting forth from Asuka's body, a convergence and extension of his will.

Muzan's exposed skin was already extensively ulcerated, and his flesh was beginning to disintegrate.

This burning sensation is more terrifying than simple sunlight; it's a pain that directly burns the soul.

He tried to dive underground, but the ground beneath his feet was instantly crystallized by the high temperature, becoming as hard as iron.

He tried to break free and escape, but his body resisted...

Or rather, he was pinned down by the pressure of the flying bird, not giving him a chance to split!

Kibu was captured by Muzan and imprisoned in Asuka's cage!

Under the blazing sun, the birds' condition was equally worrying.

Blood was seeping from the corners of his eyes, nostrils, and even between his fingers.

The body is collapsing.

[Kid! Ten minutes left! Stop pretending!]

The sound of a thief rang in his heart, accompanied by the muffled sound of blood vessels bursting inside his body.

"Let's end this, Muzan."

The bird's voice was soft, yet it rang out like a death knell in Muzan's ears.

He slowly raised his hands.

At that moment, the blazing sun in the sky suddenly contracted, and all its radiance collapsed in an instant in front of the flying bird.

He loosely clenched his right hand and placed it against the web of his left hand.

Within that ultimate golden-red light.

Extend your arm and pull horizontally.

A sharp, piercing cry, sharp enough to rip through space, rang out.

Phew!

Sparks flew and the space trembled.

A long katana, 1.5 meters long, with a golden-red blade and a hilt engraved with ferocious patterns, was drawn out of the void!

The blade was unlike ordinary iron; it was as hot as molten lava and as turbulent as a storm, with the sounds of thunder and lightning occasionally flashing through it.

The moment it appeared in the human world, all the light around it seemed to be absorbed by this sword.

The sky, which had been as bright as day just moments before, was plunged into darkness once more.

Only the long, golden-red katana still gleamed with dazzling light.

"What...what is this...?"

The moment he saw that knife, he felt a real sense of death he had never experienced in a thousand years.

He believed what Ubuyashiki said.

There really is a God in this world.

Once this blade falls... once someone is struck, even the right to reincarnation will be taken away...

"No! Asuka! Are you a god?! I was wrong! I was so wrong!!"

"What do you want! I can create an immortal cult for you! I can serve you forever..."

Muzan completely abandoned his dignity and knelt on the ground.

His body twisted into a ball of flesh from fear, with countless tentacles and eyeballs thrashing wildly across his body, trying to find a crack in the road to survival.

The bird did not speak.

There was no hatred or pity in his eyes.

Yes, but only weariness of this long nightmare.

A golden-red arc of light flashed and disappeared in an instant.

At that moment, the world seemed to stand still.

With a strange sensation, Muzan's pale head slowly slid off his neck.

There was no gushing blood; the wound was completely carbonized the moment it came into contact with the blade.

"...It's been severed?"

Muzan's head fell onto the scorched ground, his eyes filled with confusion.

"No!! Not yet! I'm not dead yet!! As long as my brain and heart..."

Even with his head severed from his body, Muzan's survival instincts went into a frenzy.

The muscles below his severed neck shattered on their own, spewing out countless dark red buds of flesh that grew wildly, attempting to reconnect his head.

Not only that.

His torso broke free from the bird's restraint and began to swell violently, his skin bursting open!

Countless fleshy spikes, wriggling like maggots, shot out, carrying Muzan's thousand years of resentment and will to survive, and actually tried to pounce on the birds!

"Since you won't let me live... then I'll assimilate you! Become a part of me!!"

Muzan roared madly.

He wanted to crawl into the bird's riddled body and seize that godlike power!

But to the birds, these movements were too slow.

In his perception, the rhythm of every single cell in Muzan's body was clearly visible.

He let out a soft sigh, and the golden-red longsword left a blur in his hand.

If anyone were sober enough to observe this battle, they would surely have noticed that Asuka's movements had surpassed the limits of human vision.

Puff puff puff puff puff one!

The flesh and blood that tried to burrow into the bird's body were sliced ​​into tiny particles by countless intersecting golden trajectories the moment they got close to him.

Blood splattered everywhere; Muzan was truly hacked to pieces.

Muzan's consciousness was wailing.

He felt his soul being torn apart inch by inch by the knife.

"No. I am... I am a king who transcends the laws of nature..."

"I am... immortal..."

"You're just a coward, Muzan. Come to hell with me."

No one is eternal, only faith remains.

Do you still find killing someone funny?

【Lord Ubuyashiki—I've always wanted to tell you, the blue spider lily only blooms during the day—】

Countless voices echoed deep within his mind, and his charred head seemed to be gripped by invisible, cold hands, tearing and dragging him toward the abyss.

Those blood-red eyes finally began to dim.

Muzan's last remaining flesh and blood began to burn.

A thousand years of resentment and fear finally turned into wisps of black smoke before the rising dawn.

Muzan's face vanished in the stench.

His eyes, which had always been filled with greed and arrogance, reflected at the last moment the calm, serene face of the bird.

The bird shook the blade, then made a gesture of sheathing it, retracting the sword into the mouth of its hand.

The golden-red katana in his hand transformed back into specks of light and returned to his body.

Its daybreak.

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