Chapter 105 - 105. End Battle 11

Giyu spoke softly but what kind of people were Sabito and the rest. They heard him clearly.

Sabito nearly puked out blood. This shithead!

They decided to ignore Giyu and focus on the battle.

Sabito however got close to Giyu and asked, "Tell me exactly what happened just a moment ago."

Giyu answered honestly, "Muzan's last attack was insanely strong. I nearly lost my grip on the sword and I knew I would be dead when that happens. So I grabbed it with everything I had. The next moment it became like this."

Sabito gazed at him intently for a second and sighed, "It's a blessing to be an idiot."

Makomo silently appeared beside them and said, "Sabito, try exerting your full power on your sword. Though I don't know the underlying reason it's worth a try."

There wasn't any time, Sabito did as he was asked but nothing happened. He sighed and rejoined the battle.

Makomo had a pondering expression on her face. Did I guess wrong?

The battle continued.

Makomo was still in her thoughts as she moved around. As she focused on speed she had to be extra careful and not miss any opportunity she had to strike.

Firm grip? Firm...

Her mind was moving very fast as she analysed what happened with Giyu. She had seen Leo's sword as well but when he asked her all he said was that their sword must form a resonance with them to change colour.

She didn't know how to form a resonance. Leo said if their spirit was focused enough it should be possible.

Wait...

Firm grip... spirit... could it be that simple?

She had a guess but she wasn't sure. Anyway I won't lose anything, let's try it.

She focused her spirit onto her sword as she applied a stronger force on her sword. Beads of sweat trickled down her cheeks.

Her realm of mind had reached a certain height and she could easily control her spirit but exerting every drop of it was straining. It's like her mind was being pulled to it's limit.

Likewise her arm was going numb from exerting too much strength. She could even feel her blood rumbling through her veins.

Veins stuck out like worms on her arm. She was nearing her limit when she heard a popping sound. The strain she felt vanished like a cloud of smoke.

Her mind felt relaxed as if she was being placed inside a tub of warm water.

She looked down at her short sword and found it trembling.

A red hue started to climb on it's blade. Like a drop of ink on paper it spread out and engulfed her sword. A bright red sword emerged.

It worked!

The others sensed something and turned around to see Makomo's sword change.

Muzan's face turned ugly. He already found it annoying with one red sword, then came another amidst battle. And now there was one more.

I must finish this quickly!

He rushed forward and struck crazily. The tubes on his back gave others no chance to dodge. They could only brace themselves and defend.

Boom!

Rengoku and Uzui bore the brunt of that attack. Luckily Gyomei and Giyu rushed in time to take some pressure off of them.

Makomo snapped out of her daze and grinned. She yelled at the top of her lungs.

"Focus your spirit and put everything you have on your sword!"

He wanted to stop them from doing so but Sanemi, Giyu and Makomo blocked his way.

"Haha, it's so goddamn refreshing to see that look on your face."

Sanemi was like a madman as he plunged towards Muzan while laughing out loud. He put a stop to Muzan's rampage and took all of his attacks head on with his body.

Giyu mumbled, "Sanemi-san is crazy."

Makomo nodded in agreement.

They rushed forward and tied down Muzan.

While they were blocking Muzan the others did as Makomo instructed. Their mind went into overdrive as their spirit exerted it's outmost on their weapon.

Blood rushed through their veins with incredible speed. Veins popped on their forehead, sweat trickled down their face as their minds were stretched beyond limits.

A second later Gyomei opened his pupil less eyes. His arms which were twice size of a regular persons held a short axe. The edge of it's blade started to change. A short moment later it turned bright red.

Like a domino effect everyone's weapon started to change.

Muzan who was blocked by Sanemi and the others felt all his hair stand on it's end. He felt danger.

Aaahhh!

Roaring at the top of his lungs he exerted his outmost to break free from Sanemi and the rest.

Flesh grew from his body and turned into tubes like the one he had on his back. He looked like a tree covered in vines.

Shit!

Giyu was startled at this change. He was about to retreat when a tube pierced towards his heart.

He hastily blocked it but was blown away by it's sheer power.

Sanemi and Makomo were also struck and blasted away. Muzan stepped forward and struck at everyone else.

Though they now had an advantage with their weapons, Muzan's crazy retaliation caught them off guard.

Gyomei took a step forward struck back. He ignored the tubes coming for his life and attacked.

Muzan's attack pierced through his skin and flesh but failed to go any further. However the power behind that strike shifted a few of his internal organs.

Gyomei coughed out blood but he held his ground. The chains in his hand wrapped around Muzan as he cleaved down with his axe.

Muzan's flesh squirmed as his body bend at odd angles and got out of Gyomei's chains.

Just as he was about to make another attack the others had already gotten back on their feet.

More than a dozen red blades struck forward. Even Muzan didn't dare take it head on. He covered his vitals with those flesh tubes and retaliated.

They only managed to break through a few of those tubes before stopping.

Unlike before they were confronted with more than twenty tubes that has enough strength to crush iron to mush.

All of them flew back spewing out blood.

"Shit!"

Sabito cursed.

"This guy isn't going down easy."

Muzan scoffed, "You have gone beyond my expectations, even turning your blade red. Unfortunately it's not enough, this ends here."

The tubes one his body started to tremble. Thorns gleaming with coldness emerged on it's body.

Sabito and the rest steadied their breath and waited.

Muzan rushed forward. Each step he took decimated everything in his path.

A breath away from the slayers he suddenly felt the ground tremble.

Startled he withdrew his attack and retreated. The ground started to crack, like a web it spread towards both sides.

Gyomei yelled at the others to retreat. Muzan also flew back and waited. He had a faint foreboding of danger.

Boom!

The ground cracked and exploded. A figure flew out with a demon clutched tightly in his hand.