Just like the expression on his face, the pitch-black lightning surged aggressively everywhere, splashing across the floor like water droplets.
The nature of Thunder Breathing had not changed; what changed was its intensity.
This dark, gloomy, and strange lightning seemed fundamentally superior to the Breathing Technique used by humans.
However... Himejima Gyomei merely held his chain, taking no action, allowing the lightning to pound against him without wavering even slightly.
What the Hell!
It had absolutely no effect!
Kaigaku clenched his teeth.
Is this guy a monster?
Why is his Breathing Technique completely ineffective?
Before he could recover his senses, a cold voice sounded beside his ear.
"You're too slow, trash."
Zenitsu flashed, dodging the slash while simultaneously striking quickly with his blade, leaving a deep wound on Kaigaku's neck.
"I got hit! So fast!" A hint of astonishment appeared on Kaigaku's face.
When did this guy... become so strong?
...No, compared to that monster... compared to that terror that made every cell in his body scream and weep, this small fry was nothing worth mentioning; even if he got stronger, he was still far inferior to an Upper Rank Demon.
Despair naturally surfaced in Kaigaku's mind, the despair he felt facing Kokushibou—the kind of despair where he couldn't conceive of any way to win.
It was like asking an ant to defeat an elephant; he couldn't even fully grasp the opponent's outline.
That kind of... disparity in the level of life.
It's really... no big deal.
In comparison, that guy is definitely more troublesome.
Kaigaku took a deep breath, fixing his gaze on Himejima Gyomei.
He found out shortly after joining the Demon Slayer Corps.
Himejima Gyomei.
The blind monk he had once betrayed had also joined the Demon Slayer Corps, even becoming a Pillar of the Demon Slayer Corps, and was quickly recognized by everyone as the strongest.
In order to remain in the Demon Slayer Corps, this place of refuge, Kaigaku had to find ways to avoid him, whether during missions or daily activities.
However... that was all in the past.
The current him was different from before.
The strongest?
Compared to that monster, he was ultimately just a Mortal.
However, he instinctively felt a trace of fear emanating from Himejima Gyomei.
First, I'll take care of this sniveling trash.
Thinking this, Kaigaku's eyes sharpened.
"Thunder Breathing, Second Form: Rice Spirit!"
Another vicious, pitch-black lightning bolt flashed forth, the sizzling sound like a swarm of bees, causing tinnitus.
Five consecutive strikes in an instant?
Zenitsu's pupils contracted slightly. That speed was no joke.
Sensing the approaching danger, the lightning Demon Slayer Mark quickly appeared on the side of Zenitsu's face.
"What? It suddenly appeared?" Kaigaku looked surprised.
Zenitsu couldn't help but sneer, "You don't even know about the Demon Slayer Mark. It seems you're nothing more than a small fry."
"Talking to you really infuriates me." Kaigaku's expression was vicious. "You and that old man both deserve to die!"
"I think you've eaten too many people and can no longer distinguish between good and evil, have you?" What Zenitsu couldn't understand was that Grandpa had never treated Kaigaku poorly.
Instead, he had given him a lot of love.
This was what Zenitsu could tolerate the least.
"Thunder Breathing, Third Form: Buzzing Mosquitoes!!"
Sizzle, sizzle, sizzle~
The grating sound was like the buzzing of mosquitoes, and centered on Kaigaku, pitch-black slashes shot out in all directions.
"I can distinguish them."
"Those who correctly evaluate and acknowledge me are 'Good'!"
"Those who evaluate me poorly and reject me are 'Evil'!"
Kaigaku's movements were very agile, and his Breathing Technique Sword Forms far surpassed his human period, yet small wounds still appeared on Zenitsu's body.
"Thunder Breathing, Fifth Form: Heat Lightning!!!"
A vicious, massive lightning bolt struck Zenitsu from a distance, slamming him into the ceiling.
"How about that?! My blade, enhanced by a Blood Demon Art, is sharp, isn't it?!" Seeing Zenitsu forced into inaction, Kaigaku laughed wildly, "Slashes that tear and burn the skin! The flesh!"
This guy... he must be insane.
Two streaks of tears slid down Himejima Gyomei's face.
It seemed just as Young Miss Mizuki had said: it wasn't that children couldn't distinguish good from evil, or that children were inherently bad; it was that bad people were simply bad.
At this moment, Himejima Gyomei finally found peace.
"Amitabha."
The calm chanting suddenly sounded beside Kaigaku's ear.
The hairs on Kaigaku's back stood up. That guy finally acted!
Seeing Zenitsu about to be killed by him, did he finally decide to intervene?!
"Thunder Breathing, Sixth Form: Electric Roar..."
Kaigaku was about to release lightning in all directions to force him back, but then he heard Zenitsu, who was stuck on the ceiling, speak calmly:
"Mr. Himejima, please leave this place to me." His figure fell from the ceiling, landing lightly on the ground.
Zenitsu coldly raised his head: "No matter what, I want to personally deal with this bastard."
Kaigaku's pupils contracted slightly. What a joke?
Did his attack have no effect?
Why can he still stand up?
Zenitsu walked forward coldly: "Mhm, don't worry. I will make this guy repent for everything he has done in Hell."
Himejima Gyomei stood rooted to the spot, seemingly considering Zenitsu's request. After a moment, he nodded slightly.
"I understand. I'll leave this place to you."
He had no reason to stay.
Whether they were evil men or evil demons, they all deserved to go to Hell.
Kaigaku laughed in extreme anger: "You really dare to talk big, when you didn't even have a chance to fight back against my attacks."
As he spoke, Himejima Gyomei actually turned around and walked away.
Kaigaku was momentarily stunned.
He actually just walked away like that?
Does he really think Zenitsu, this trash, can beat him?
If there were two of them, he might feel some apprehension, but Zenitsu, this garbage... Do these two really not take him seriously?
Kaigaku's teeth ground together, making a grating sound.
Zenitsu watched Himejima Gyomei leave, then turned his eyes back to Kaigaku: "Show me whatever abilities you have left."
"Let me see how much you've grown since abandoning your humanity."
"I told you... don't be so arrogant!" Kaigaku suddenly raised his head, the bulging veins on his face clearly visible.
"You piece of trash!"
His figure flashed towards Zenitsu, raising his demon blade high.
"What right do you have to be arrogant in front of me!"
The demon blade slammed down fiercely.
Clang... Kaigaku's eyes trembled slightly.
"What? Are you so surprised that I blocked your attack?" Zenitsu supported the demon blade with one hand, looking up at him expressionlessly, "I told you already, didn't I?"
"It's too slow... your slash."
In Kaigaku's eyes, Zenitsu's figure suddenly vanished, disappearing from his sight just like that.
Kaigaku's eyes were wide open, as if he completely failed to understand what had just happened.
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