Just like getting a new toy and being eager to play with it, Sanemi Shinazugawa suppressed the tremor in his heart and shouted at Mizuki, "Hey, the training isn't over yet, right?"
Mizuki saw his rapidly beating heart at a glance, and the others had pretty much the same reaction.
Want to try the power of the Demon Slayer Mark?
Mizuki smiled slightly: "Of course."
Sanemi Shinazugawa grinned.
Everyone spontaneously spread out their formation, intense gazes erupting from their eyes as they looked at Mizuki.
Uzui Tengen's mouth twitched as he saw this familiar scene, and he couldn't help but sigh to himself.
Isn't this just him?
He also thought that activating the Demon Slayer Mark made him terrifyingly strong at the time.
But Mizuki beat him back to his original form in two moves.
It made him doubt for a long time whether activating the Demon Slayer Mark was even useful.
Why couldn't he win before activating it, and still couldn't win after activating it, huh?
Later, through a series of his own verifications, he realized that the Demon Slayer Mark was useful.
It was an all-round improvement in physical fitness, which could completely overpower his former self.
So, the conclusion drawn was...
It wasn't that the Demon Slayer Mark was useless, it was that this woman was too strong.
Thinking carefully about the monster he encountered in the Entertainment District back then, even with his Demon Slayer Mark activated, he had no confidence in defeating it.
Imagine, if Mizuki, who had once been forced to cut off an arm by them, had chosen the same Sword Form as that monster from the beginning, with that large-scale attack mode, they probably wouldn't even have had a chance to get close before... being reduced in numbers... Activating the Demon Slayer Mark... doesn't mean they can defeat demons.
It only means... that already tiny chance of victory has been slightly increased... He even suspected that even if they mastered the Transparent World and scarlet blade that Mizuki spoke of, they still wouldn't be able to confront Muzan head-on.
The Demon Slayer Corps' survival for hundreds of years can truly only be described as a miracle.
"Hmph~"
A forceful snort suddenly came from beside him. Uzui Tengen turned his head and saw Sanemi Shinazugawa's veins bulging on his hands, gripping his Nichirin Blade's hilt with a ferocious expression.
Oh, he wants to activate the scarlet blade.
Uzui Tengen retracted his gaze without any curiosity, because there was no need to look; it definitely wouldn't succeed.
You ask why?
Could he possibly say that he had tried countless times back then?
"Hah!" Sanemi Shinazugawa's expression grew even more ferocious, his face flushed red, making Mizuki somewhat worried that he might pass out from holding his breath.
Others who had just activated their Demon Slayer Mark, such as Iguro Obanai, were also secretly wrestling with their sword hilts.
It's just that their movements and demeanor were much more elegant than Shinazugawa's.
"Hmph~" Kanroji Mitsuri gripped the hilt of her Nichirin Blade, clenching her teeth and emitting a cute muffled grunt from her nostrils.
Mizuki looked at her curved, slender Nichirin Blade that wrapped around her lower body, and a drop of cold sweat slid down her cheek.
It's not even a Demon Slayer Mark problem; would it be even harder for that blade to activate the scarlet blade?
If she didn't have enough strength, would it only turn red halfway?
For a moment, everyone secretly exerted force, trying to activate the so-called Sharp Weapon for slaying demons... After waiting for a while, Mizuki hesitated and said, "...If it's not working, let's just stop trying, okay?"
She could actually understand.
Only those from the Tsugikuni Family could activate the scarlet blade with their own strength... Alright, she's shameless, she only managed to activate it after she became a demon and her strength increased.
She was useless.
Mizuki's mind involuntarily recalled the monk whose body was like a monster, thinking that if it were the Stone Hashira, he might be able to do it.
Hearing this, everyone also gasped and released their sword hilts, no longer tormenting themselves.
Sanemi Shinazugawa was somewhat doubting life, how much strength did it take? He had used all his might.
"No~ I can't activate it," Kanroji Mitsuri sighed.
Everyone: "..."
What are you activating, have you activated your Demon Slayer Mark?
Kyoujurou laughed and comforted his former Disciple, "Don't be discouraged, as long as you work hard, there's nothing you can't achieve!"
"Oh!" Kanroji Mitsuri immediately regained her vigor.
What are you oh-ing about, have you activated your Demon Slayer Mark?
After a moment of speechlessness, everyone stopped thinking about activating their Demon Slayer Mark.
They all cast eager glances at Mizuki.
Although she knew these were eyes longing for battle, it was... a little perverted.
Mizuki muttered to herself.
Kanroji Mitsuri clenched her fists and cheered herself on: "This time, I must activate my Demon Slayer Mark!"
Unlikely.
Mizuki muttered to herself again.
Because she didn't feel much tension from this girl at all, except when Iguro Obanai was suddenly pierced by her... Wait.
Mizuki glanced at Kanroji Mitsuri and Iguro Obanai.
Mitsuri was a bit too relaxed, but what if... she hurt Iguro Obanai?
Mizuki inexplicably felt like she had been fed dog food.
Let's try it.
Sanemi Shinazugawa declared proudly, "Unleash your Blood Demon Art, this great lord will chop it into a thousand pieces."
Mizuki raised an eyebrow: "No problem."
She suddenly swung both arms, her fingernails already having traced her palms, and slender blood threads burst from her palms, shooting towards everyone.
Sanemi Shinazugawa did not retreat but advanced, charging forward with his Nichirin Blade.
The blood threads curved in the air, circled around him, and quickly tightened.
Exhaling a green aura, Sanemi Shinazugawa raised his hand and slashed.
"Wind Breathing, Third Form: Clear Storm Tree."
Centered on Sanemi Shinazugawa, several wind blades slashed out, their frequent attacks cutting at the blood threads.
After bouncing back twice, the blood threads snapped one by one.
"It really works!" Sanemi Shinazugawa's eyes lit up.
Not just him, but everyone else also understood the trick. Under high-frequency slashes, the slender blood threads were cut before they could regenerate.
Before he could even rejoice, Sanemi Shinazugawa's eyes darkened.
The blood threads did snap one by one, but they were only cut, not dispersed or out of control.
In fact, there were even more of them, floating in mid-air.
With too many, Mizuki found it difficult to control them precisely, so she simply stopped precise control and merely gave the command for the blood to attack humans.
The blood threads' offensive became more frequent and frantic.
Tanjirou resisted the blood threads' attacks, clenching his jaw: "As expected, we can't just sit back and wait. We must find a way to get to Young Miss Mizuki."
"Mr. Rengoku," he shouted to the person beside him.
"Understood!"
Rengoku Kyojuro swung his Nichirin Blade, and orange flames burst forth. An orange vortex swept through the blood threads, actually carving out a path.
Tanjirou's figure moved through it.
"How do you guys communicate?" Mizuki was a little exasperated.
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