Variety Comic: My plug-in is myself

Hu——

The ice mist that had just been paused to see who was coming was spit out again by the Water Lily Bodhisattva.

The Water Lily Bodhisattva, who was as big as a small mountain, swung both palms at the position where Kocho Shinobu and Kurikaraku Kanao were.

The hand knife had the posture of splitting mountains and splitting land, without any mercy at all.

The rapid speed made Kocho Shinobu and Kurikaraku Kanao, who were swinging swords and had no way to stop in the middle, have no time to dodge.

This palm technique that fell from the sky, it is estimated that in the entire Demon Slayer Corps, except for Xia Yan, only Rock Pillar Beiming Yuyuki could take it. According to the physique of the two girls, I am afraid that they would lose their ability to move if they were touched a little.

However, neither Kocho Shinobu nor Kurikaraku Kanao wanted to dodge at all.

Because...

"Hey, did you forget that I'm still here~"

Before the words fell, a strong wind suddenly rose.

If I had to find a word to describe it, I guess only the word "natural disaster" can describe it.

If it appeared in human society, it would probably be a disaster that would be recorded in history books, but at this time it was a just act.

The howling wind formed a faint dragon roar, which completely cleared the ice fog.

The blade was wrapped in the wind and cut the air, accompanied by the flashing cold light of the Sun Wheel Sword, like a hurricane that destroyed the world. In a trance, a green dragon that should have only appeared in myths and stories actually descended here.

It makes people involuntarily feel a sense of grandeur and inviolability.

The giant dragon hummed and turned into Xia Yan's sword, facing the palm knife of the Water Lily Bodhisattva head-on.

Boom——

A deafening collision sounded.

Legend has it that in ancient India, a dragon king flooded the country of Najie with a flood and hid the Buddhist scriptures in the Dragon Palace. Later, the Dragon Subduer subdued the dragon king and retrieved the Buddhist scriptures, making great contributions, so he was called the Dragon Subduer.

Now this scene seems to be a myth reappearing, the Buddha and the dragon collided again.

Unlike before, this time it was the victory of the dragon!

The blue dragon was like a crusher, crushing the entire upper body of the Water Lily Bodhisattva into ice and sand, and then flew towards the sky without slowing down.

"Mist Breathing Type III Unknown Divine Wind Azure Dragon!"

Xia Yan turned around and shook the sword, without looking at his own results, leaving only a chic back. "You should be able to feel the Dragon King's anger..."

At the same time, Douma, who was poisoned and unable to dodge, watched his body being pierced, and then the pink blade full of girlishness cut off his head.

Eh——?

The neck was cut off...

He just thought so, without a trace of emotion in his eyes.

There was no reluctance, no regret, and no fear.

It seems that all kinds of emotions that humans should have have been born from the moment of birth., I am already isolated from him.

By the way, maybe I won't die either.

Just like Muzan-sama, Lord Akaza seemed to have almost become like that, so as the second upper string, I must be able to do it too.

Boom——

Thinking in this way, Douma's head, which turned purple due to poisoning, fell on the snow, rolled twice, and then began to turn into ashes and drifted away.

…

It's not working, I can't feel anything…

There is no fear of death, nor reluctance to lose, just like before.

It was the same when my father and mother died in front of me, I just felt that the smell of blood was unbearable, and I had to breathe quickly.

That was all I could think about. I never felt sad or lonely for a moment. As expected, human emotions are just an insignificant illusion to me...

"Die soon, you bastard!"

The last bit of head debris turned into ashes under Shinobu Kocho's feet, and Douma's thoughts came to an abrupt end. (To read the exciting novel, go to Faloo Novel Network!)

As if she was not satisfied, Shinobu Kocho twisted the ground with only snow on it, and then spat on the ground again and again (ciee), and then stopped the inelegant action.

"I did it, sister!" Shinobu Kocho smiled gently again.

It seemed that the personality that had just made those rude actions had disappeared.

"Well, I saw it, Shinobu..."

Kanae, who had been watching from the side, just looked at her sister with heartache, and then gently hugged Kurihana Raku Kanao beside her.

She naturally knew how hard her two sisters had worked in the past few years.

As a woman, she was weaker than a man in terms of strength, and could not even cut off the head of a demon. For this reason, she trained day and night and studied toxins that could kill demons.

It was for this reason that Kanae, who had always opposed Xia Yan's behavior of taking pleasure in the pain of demons, helped Shinobu develop toxins targeting demons.

Xia Yan on the side did not care about the warm scene in front of him.

Instead, he looked at the long sword in his hand with some distress.

"Ah, ah, this is troublesome..."

The overall structure was still intact, but the blade was already covered with large and small gaps, and the originally gorgeous blade pattern was now cracked.

Obviously, this sword can no longer be used.

Although the normal battle was not as fierce as the battle with Akaza, it even seemed a little easier with two helpers and Kocho Shinobu's poison.

But the damage to the sword was much more serious.

After all, even if special materials are mixed in and special processes are used, the properties of steel will not change.

Under low temperature conditions, steel will become more brittle and more prone to problems.

This phenomenon is called low-temperature brittleness.

That is, when the test temperature of the materialWhen the temperature is lower than the critical transition temperature between toughness and brittleness, the impact absorption energy is significantly reduced, and the material changes from a tough state to a brittle state.

And what collides with Xia Yan's sword is hard ice, not the flesh of a ghost. []

It is natural that there will be problems.

It is not that Xia Yan suddenly becomes hypocritical and has any sad thoughts.

Although this knife has been used for many years, Xia Yan does not have any feelings of reluctance to part with a knife.

It's just...

"I guess that guy Tietsuzuka will complain to me again."

When thinking of Tietsuzuka's spirit like a special-grade cursed spirit, even Xia Yan couldn't help but twitch his mouth slightly.

"Forget it, let's talk about this later... Let's quickly pick up Koixia and go home. Aoi and Tamayo should be waiting anxiously..."