Shirou Emiya doesn't want to work overtime

One person was half-crouched, staring ahead with bright eyes, holding a bow and arrow swirling in the hurricane wind.

This represents one of the four heavenly kings - Bubu Jiwu.

In the middle of these four clones, Minamoto no Yorimitsu tightly held the sword that had been soaked in blood, locking onto Enichi Tsukuni in front of him like a ghost and god's madness.

"boom--!"

The figure shining with golden light turned into thunder that filled the sky, and appeared in the sky above Jiguo Enichi in an instant.

"call out--!"

The violent atmosphere quickly rose up from the battle ax in Minamoto no Yorimitsu's hand, bringing with it a whistling wind that made people's eardrums hurt. In an instant, it danced into a golden light and shadow, directed directly at Enichi Tsukuni's head. Straight down.

Such a fierce attack seemed to have a huge force.

"Wha—!"

The sound of swords piercing the air echoed.

He saw the bloody blade in Ji Guoyuan's hand blocked in front of him at an incredible speed, facing the slashing battle ax.

"Clang!"

The red blood blade and the golden battle ax collided fiercely, causing a loud noise and sparks flying everywhere.

"Bang!"

In the sound of explosion, Jiguo Enichi felt the extremely terrifying force coming from the battle axe. He suddenly knelt down and the ground instantly exploded into pieces.

"drink!"

However, at this moment, a cold and stern shout sounded from behind Minamoto Yorimitsu, who was holding the golden battle axe.

That was Minamoto Yorimitsu holding the surging Explosive Fire Sword in his hand.

"cut--!"

Suddenly, Minamoto no Yorimitsu's low voice spread in the wind.

"Bang!"

At this moment, the explosion struck.

It was no ordinary explosion.

Instead, the air flow set off by this sword strike in an instant burst out like a storm and caused an explosion, and even the air could only scream.

At this moment, Jiguo Yuanyi's eyes also became tense.

"The Breath of the Sun, the Second Type, the Blue Sky————!"

A crimson sword light suddenly appeared.

"Wha—!"

It was a slash that drew a circle like the sun.

Like storms colliding with each other, they fiercely collided with the flames in front of them.

"clang--!"

The collision of slashes and slashes caused a neat sound of gold and iron clashing.

As if there was an extremely violent conflict between invisible steel, the bell-like clashing sound turned into an impact of wind and waves, and a crack broke out between the two swords.

"Pfft——!"

At the same time, the golden battle ax flashing with thunderous light sank into Jiguo Enichi's right shoulder, and blood instantly splashed forward.

Before Ji Guoyuan could make any move, a fatal crisis came from behind him.

"laugh--!"

Minamoto no Laiguang, who was holding an ice spear and halberd, appeared behind him at some point.

"Drink!"

Minamoto no Yorimitsu's aura suddenly surged after taking advantage of Kunichi, and veins popped up on his temples.

The majestic magic power condensed on the spear, setting off a deadly cold mist. The impact of the storm was as powerful as breaking bamboo, splitting the earth, and rushing out as fast as lightning, piercing his heart.

At this moment, it was too late for Ji Guoyuan to turn around and resist.

"Pfft——!"

The sound that pierced through the flesh resounded throughout the streets covered in flames.

The spear penetrated Jiguo Yuanyi's chest, and the blue ice immediately began to spread from the hole to its surroundings.

“Buzz——!”

Without any pause, the wind flowing in the entire street seemed to suddenly solidify, and then the wind blew violently.

A strong wind mixed with magical power burst out not far away from Yuan Laiguang's position, and the air was torn apart in an instant, making a sharp sound of breaking wind. Like a whistle, it lingers in the air.

From the very beginning, Minamoto Yorimitsu, who was holding a bow, was gathering magic power and aiming at himself.

Until the three Minamoto Yorimitsu's attacks ended, her attacks were also gathered together.

"call out!"

Arrows containing extremely powerful magical winds shot out from the streets at a terrifying speed. Wind whirlpools surged wildly on the surface, as if they were compressed and condensed by strong winds. They penetrated like meteors. The space shot in the direction of Jiguo Yuanyi.

"Breath of the Sun, Shi Er Type, Flame Dance!!"

In such a crisis situation, Enichi Tsukuni did not panic at all. Instead, he stared at Minamoto Yorimitsu who was still standing there with an extremely calm expression.

A circle of rich magic power surged out of the body like a flame, and a hot sword light was like a purgatory, slashing out instantly.

The sharp sound of breaking wind came instantly.

"Boom!"

In the deafening collision, the fierce wind and the flames had the most direct conflict, like the tip of a needle against the wheat, causing a big explosion.

"Bang!"

Explosions resounded.

The explosive flames were like a roaring wave, venting towards the surroundings, blowing away all the surrounding buildings that had been turned into ruins.

However, at the moment when the strong wind and the flames collided with each other, blood continued to flow out of the corners of Minamoto no Yorimitsu's eyes, who had been standing there.

"Drink ah ah ah ah ah ah!"

The sword in her bare hand flashed with dazzling thunder and lightning.

The thunder and lightning was more solid than ever before.

That was not the thunder and lightning displayed by the simple release of magic power, but the power of Kitano Tenjin (Thunder God) possessed by Minamoto Yorimitsu.

This is the power of the gods.

Unrivaled divine thunder, under the wielding of Minamoto no Raikou, was like a dragon with thunder surging, roaring silently and sweeping out with its fangs and claws.

Wherever it passed, the earth turned into powder in an instant.

Then, the dragon of divine thunder swept through this space at an astonishing speed, and rushed towards him fiercely in the pupils of Jiguo Yuanyi who suddenly shrank.

"Boom!"

The roar that shook the space was like a wave, violently shaking the surroundings.

"Bilibili!"

Countless thunder and lightning also burst out in the space, sweeping across the entire street, destroying, knocking down, and sinking the ground one by one.

"Disappear! Evil ghost! This is "The Bull King Summoning Thunder? The Sky Net Restores"!!"

Chapter 880 I want to cut off the thunder!

In the dark moonlit night, a trace of ominous breath rippled on the street, and the blood on the ground had dyed the earth bright red.

Countless bodies collapsed on the ground in a scattered manner, their eyes full of unwillingness and fear.

"Buzz——!"

A sound of air flow came from the explosion of flames around, and the air suddenly vibrated.

"Boom!"

Immediately afterwards, accompanied by a heavy explosion-like bang, a relatively intact house exploded, and a figure retreated from it.

In front of the figure, there was a thorn whip that was so fast that only the afterimage could be seen.

"Dang——!"

The sound of steel colliding followed, and the figure was seen holding a red samurai sword in front of himself, and his figure could not stop flying backwards.

Then he seized the opportunity, stomped his feet on the ground, jumped to the side, and landed heavily on the ground. After a distressed hum, he turned over and knelt on one knee, rubbing a distance awkwardly before stopping.

The ground where he had dodged was slashed with a pipe mark, which was enough to prove how powerful this attack was.

"Swish!"

A wisp of light smoke rose from his body, making the cloak on Tanjiro, who was kneeling on one knee on the ground, seem to have been burned, with burnt marks everywhere.

However, Tanjiro did not care about his own embarrassment at all, and stared at the front.

"Crack! Crack! Crack! Crack!"

Under Tanjiro's gaze, a figure slowly walked out of the house in front of him that had collapsed and was covered by flames with clear footsteps.

Scarlet blood stained the body of the person in front, and nine thorn whips stretched out from his back and surrounded him. Muzan Kibutsuji walked out of the house slowly, and the whole space was filled with a depressing atmosphere.

Looking at Tanjiro who was kneeling on one knee on the ground in front of him and staring at him. Muzan Kibutsuji raised his eyebrows.

"You again!"

After all, the Servant Tanjiro and Tanjiro are exactly the same, and it is almost impossible to tell them apart under normal circumstances.

Only magicians like Shirou Emiya can distinguish them through the different magical fluctuations of the two.

It was only after the fight that Muzan Kibutsuji could tell that the Tanjiro in front of him was a Servant.

"This time, I won't let you escape!!"

Saying this, Muzan Kibutsuji aimed the thorn whip on his back at Tanjiro in front of him, even though he was the one who escaped last time.

"Bang--!"

"Buzz--!"

Two sounds rang out at the same time.

One was the rebound sound caused by Muzan Kibutsuji's fierce step on the ground, and the other was the sound of the thorn whip piercing through the air.

"Sun Breathing Type 5 Train--!"

However, after a fight with Muzan Kibutsuji, the wounded Tanjiro looked extremely calm. He jumped up and swung his sword to meet him without hesitation.

"Clang!"

The thorn whip and the sword collided heavily. During the period of the splashing of fire, the strong force on the thorn whip easily pressed down the sword.

And at the moment when the thorn whip and the sword in Tanjiro's hand collided, the other thorn whips surrounding Muzan did not stop at all, and set off a strong airflow, aiming at Tanjiro's fatal parts and suddenly shot out.

In the moment of such a fight, Tanjiro had no way to resist at all, and would be pierced through the body by these thorn whips in an instant.

If there was anyone in the Demon Slayer Corps who could help Tanjiro resist these attacks in this moment except Shirou Emiya, it was only that person————

The next moment, thunder roared.

"Clang——!"

A blade chanting sound that broke through the sky spread in this space.

"!"

Muzan's pupils suddenly shrank.

An extreme sense of crisis instantly enveloped his heart.

"Thunder Breathing, Form 7, Fire Thunder God!"

As a slightly dull voice sounded, the golden thunder dragon instantly illuminated the entire night sky.