In the ruins of a collapsed house, a hideous man in loose blue pants was laughing quietly.
“It’s great, isn’t it? Even with one arm cut off, women will still like you because you’re so handsome.”
Gyutaro scratched his neck continuously, his eyes filled with obvious agitation and cruelty as he looked at the man lying in a pool of blood.
He loved tormenting his prey bit by bit after they lost the ability to resist, utterly destroying them both physically and mentally. Watching something beautiful shatter before his eyes brought Gyutaro indescribable pleasure.
The man wielding dual blades was strong. Without Daki’s help, their battle would have been about sixty-forty in favour of Gyutaro. Unfortunately, the man underestimated his poison—a deadly toxin that even a tiny bit was enough to kill. In truth, it was already astonishing that he had held out this long.
“After all, he’s just a human.” Letting the man writhe in pain on the ground, Gyutaro slowly turned his head to the intruder in the distance.
“Another guest, huh? It’s quite lively tonight.”
Hearing her brother’s words, Daki, who was lounging on the roof with her legs crossed, finally reacted.
Her gaze fell on the man in the distance, and she muttered in confusion, “Strange, why didn’t I notice him before?”
“He must be an expert,” Gyutaro said, raising his arm and lightly licking the bloody sickle in his hand. “Let my poison turn you into a puddle of blood.”
“. . .” Fang Bo looked at him expressionlessly, placing the Yoriichi Type Zero puppet in front of him.
Despite the critical situation, he couldn’t help but think: Isn’t there poison on that sickle? Isn’t licking it dangerous?
With his sensing ability fully activated, Fang Bo quickly discovered that Uzui Tengen was still breathing. It seemed Gyutaro’s old habit had resurfaced.
Despite how Uzui appeared to be down, he was far from being completely spent. Given some time, he could use Sound Breathing to suppress the poison.
Now, Fang Bo’s task was to buy time and stay alive until Uzui Tengen could get back on his feet.
“An expert?”
Daki was displeased with her brother’s assessment. Having been repeatedly thwarted recently, she was eager to find an outlet for her anger.
Now that someone had willingly shown up, there was no way she would let her brother have all the fun.
“I’ll handle him.” With that, Daki leapt towards Fang Bo with a haughty and disdainful air.
Relying on their formidable regeneration abilities, the Twelve Kizuki fought with wild abandon.
No sane person would jump high into the air without understanding their opponent’s abilities first.
“She’s a sitting duck.”
Fang Bo conjured his Dragoon weapon and fired a shot that hit the airborne demon squarely.
With a scream, Daki fell to the ground like a bird with broken wings.
Fang Bo hadn’t activated his Ammo Master skill; the bullet that hit the demon was just a regular one.
Though he knew that Holy Light bullets would inflict significant damage, he refrained from using them to avoid excessively provoking Gyutaro.
If Gyutaro became overprotective of his sister, Fang Bo was not equipped to solo an Upper Moon demon.
“Use spider silk to tangle with her,” Fang Bo commanded.
“Okay,” Jorogumo nodded, then spat out a thick web of white, sticky spider silk.
While not particularly harmful, the webs were incredibly troublesome. Even with Daki’s sash as sharp as a blade, she couldn’t quickly cut through all the webs.
“Annoying! So annoying!” Daki began to lose her composure, her attacks becoming increasingly erratic.
In Fang Bo’s sensing world, Daki’s aura fluctuated wildly. If it weren’t for Gyutaro, Yoriichi Type Zero could easily cut her down.
With improved basic swordsmanship, the puppet’s combat techniques were also enhanced, making it sufficient for this world’s battles.
At least, dealing with someone like Daki was no big issue.
Aura sensing plus an epic puppet had significantly boosted Fang Bo’s strength. Now came the true test of his abilities.
In the pitch-black night, the puppet resembling Yoriichi Tsugikuni was swinging its swords furiously.
Pink sashes whirled around, easily slicing the ground but failing to break through the barrier of six swords.
Moonlight seeped through the clouds, casting a hazy glow over the battlefield. Fang Bo’s figure flickered in the shadows, vigilantly guarding against a potential sneak attack.
Gyutaro was no knight; if given a chance, he would surely stab Fang Bo in the back.
Despite his vigilance, Fang Bo failed to detect when the enemy disappeared.
“Blood Sickle!”
With a swift motion, Gyutaro’s twin sickles unleashed two blood-thin slashes that struck Fang Bo.
【You receive 64+66 slashing damage from Gyutaro’s Blood Sickle.】
Life: 50/180 (+90)
In a single exchange, Fang Bo was nearly critically injured. A total of 130 damage—most Reincarnators would be one-shot by this.
Even Fang Bo was in a dire state, as the Blood Demon Art inflicted more than just physical damage.
【You are poisoned, losing 3 HP per second for 180 seconds.】
No wonder this poison could kill a Hashira. Even if uninjured, Fang Bo would be tortured to death by it.
With only ten HP remaining before triggering the critical state, he had very little time to save himself.
Life or death, it all depended on the next thirteen seconds.
Intense pain surged through his mind, but his nerves were tough. He immediately lunged forward.
Giant Summoning Technique, activate! Three golden lights flashed, summoning the three Giant Brothers.
But under these circumstances, even the Abnormal Titans were insufficient.
“How ugly,” Gyutaro exclaimed, finally seeing something uglier than himself.
However, the demon felt no pity, only a deep-seated urge to kill.
Why was the world so unfair? Why did they suffer scorn for their looks?
“Anyone who dares scorn me must die.”
Blood Demon Art: Flying Blood Sickles! Blood sickles slashed around Gyutaro, cutting the giants into pieces instantly.
Luckily, the Giants bought Fang Bo some time. Upon landing, he immediately drank a healing potion.
【You consume Roasted Sea King’s Limb, recovering 108 HP.】
His critical HP was restored, but the threat of death still loomed.
Losing 3 HP per second, with Gyutaro still nearby, Fang Bo smiled amidst the danger.
“Don’t make me wait too long, bastard.”
As he spoke, Daki’s head was sliced off. With one arm severed, Uzui Tengen appeared, glaring at the demon who cut his arm.
“I’ve figured out your attacks. Prepare to die, demon.”
As a user of Sound Breathing, Uzui Tengen created a special combat technique called “Score.”
By using a combat formula, he could predict enemy attack rhythms, converting everything into sound to understand their attack habits and weak points.
Sound Breathing Fourth Form: Resounding Slashes! Wielding dual blades, Uzui charged. The battle between the two strong fighters erupted instantly.
Flashes of blades created intense pressure for Gyutaro. The reawakened Hashira’s attacks were fiercer, parrying all of Gyutaro’s strikes.
Could it be that Tengen had truly seen through his moves? “Impossible!”
Gyutaro refused to accept it. Fighting was his life.
But reality wouldn’t change for him, just as Uzui Tengen couldn’t rid his body of poison.
He had to decapitate the demon before he died. That was his duty as the Sound Hashira.
As the two dual-wielding fighters clashed, Fang Bo and his shikigami approached the decapitated Daki.
“Give her a shot. Disobedient children need punishment.”
As Daki reattached her head, she heard Fang Bo’s absurd statement.
Before she could mock him, she was hit by Jorogumo’s control skills.
Soul Eater! The doubled pain made Daki scream, feeling as if some monster was gnawing at her, driving her mad.
Seizing the opportunity, Jorogumo attacked continuously, injecting cell-regenerating poison into Daki.
Before she could recover, Yoriichi Type Zero’s powerful critical hit sliced her reattached head off again.
With a signal from Fang Bo, Jorogumo quickly wrapped the severed head in webs and ran away.
Constantly beheading was too troublesome. Preventing her from reattaching the head was the best solution.
Without her head, Daki could still fight, but she couldn’t match Yoriichi Type Zero’s overwhelming power.
In just seven seconds, Yoriichi cut off Daki’s arms, pinning her to the ground.
After eating the last piece of Roasted Sea King’s Limb, restoring his HP to 100, Fang Bo quickly approached Daki and stretched his sinful hands towards the helpless woman.
“Plunder!”
【Your HP +4】
【Your HP +4】
【Your HP +4】
So what if the poison was fierce?
With his Recovery skill, this poison was nothing.
As long as Daki lived, Fang Bo wouldn’t fall.
This was a unique way of solving the problem.
Bang! Gyutaro’s bloody sickles were knocked away. Staring at the Hashira’s face covered in marks, despair flickered in Gyutaro’s eyes.
The next second, his head was decapitated with one strike!
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