Shirou Emiya doesn't want to work overtime

At this moment, the two Tanjiro did not perform any breathing techniques, and stared directly at Muzan, with the weak magic power in their bodies constantly surging.

The sword wrapped in red holy cloth that was originally on Tanjiro's back appeared in his hand at some point.

"Now is the decisive moment!"

The crimson holy cloth quickly spread out, and the breath of the sun emerged from it.

It was not an ordinary weapon, nor was it a sword forged by Shirou Emiya.

Instead, the hilt of the sword in the hand of Gawain, the Knight of the Sun, one of the Knights of the Round Table, contains the Sword of the Sun, which resembles the sun.

Tanjiro's body in the form of a servant instantly became illusory, and all of his magic power was absorbed by the sword in just an instant.

The flame-like markings on Tanjiro's forehead spread to half of his face in just an instant.

When a magician lacks magic power but wants to use it forcefully, all he consumes is his own life force.

But Tanjiro has already understood what consequences using this Noble Phantasm will bring to him.

But he only has this chance, and he will never let it go.

"This sword is the incarnation of the sun"

"It is the sun's flame that burns away all impurities"

"'Excalibur Gallatin'!!!"

Chapter 891 The so-called swordsman

The scarlet full moon still hung high in the night sky, and boundless darkness and blood enveloped this town.

It may be less than an hour before dawn will arrive, but for those on the battlefield, this period of time is a gap that is difficult to cross.

In this war, Twelve Ghost Moon's subordinates were the first to die on the battlefield.

Although they all grew up quickly with the help of Muzan's blood, they were not something ordinary people could deal with. Tanjiro and the others immediately killed all the Twelve Demons.

As for why Muzan didn't appear on the battlefield with Twelve Demons, after all, there was still someone he was afraid of in the town - Minamoto no Yorimitsu.

The purpose of the Twelve Demons Moon is to distract Muzan from the Demon Slayer Squad and lure Minamoto Yorimitsu away to pair up with Enki Kuni.

After that, Ibaraki Doji found Miyamoto Musashi, and Tanjiro, who was in the form of a servant, met Muzan Kibutsuji, and the two sides started fighting.

Ibaraki Doji was the first to be killed by Miyamoto Musashi in the battle between the two sides.

With Miyamoto Musashi wearing the [Azure Blue] ring, the flames she possessed could not harm her at all.

He can only rely on his own terrifying physical qualities as a servant and a demon to deal with the opponent.

She didn't know if the other party's ring could even withstand the flames of her own Noble Phantasm.

But even if the ring cannot withstand the flames released by his own Noble Phantasm, it can still resist most damage.

This is also the reason why Ibaraki Doji chose to use the second Noble Phantasm instead of the first Noble Phantasm at the last moment.

During the entanglement between Tanjiro and Mutsuji Kibutsuji, when Ibaraki Doji was beheaded by Miyamoto Musashi, Minamoto no Yorimitsu met Stepkuni Enichi Alter, and an extremely fierce collision began.

It was also during the time when Tanjiro and Kanagi were fighting against the demon Tsuji Mukai that Minamoto Yorimitsu released the Noble Phantasm, allowing Miyamoto Musashi, who was fighting the evil ghost on the street, to see this terrifying thunder and move towards it. Go.

Muzan, who was an evil ghost, also died under the swords of Tanjiro and others at this moment, and the Holy Grail in his body began to transform, resurrecting it as a heroic spirit.

Not long after Muzan was resurrected, in a distant mountain forest that was razed to the ground, Shirou Emiya killed Shuten Doji and Demon God Pillar Antosh, and rushed towards the town as quickly as possible.

Racing against time is the best way to describe it. The sooner he can return to the town, the sooner he can end the battle and save more people.

"Bang——!"

On the street where Minamoto no Yorimitsu and Tsukikuni Enichi were fighting, a thick bolt of thunder erupted on the ground. It caused a deafening explosion and a terrifying impact storm, sweeping away and spreading to all directions.

The overwhelming wave of fire and the thunder that could shatter the ground were mixed with each other, like a roiling wave, sweeping across in all directions. The entire street was affected, and was quickly annihilated under the terrible impact and fire wave.

The surrounding houses and solid ground were all shattered into pieces under the impact, and were submerged by the thunder.

I don't know how long this scene lasted.

It was not until a long time later that the terrifying wind and waves and the rich firelight gradually weakened and faded into the air.

"call--!"

Sand and dust occasionally fell from the air, and the sound of rolling gravel hitting the ground filled the vast streets.

"laugh--!"

White smoke rose from the charred ground.

"Pah! Cah! Cah!"

The floor was still cracking, causing cracks to spread everywhere.

Stones, rubble, potholes, and landslides are everywhere here, presenting an abandoned and desolate scene.

During the battle between the two, the place had been reduced to ruins.

"Zheng——!"

In the red arc of light, a man named Jiguo Enichi slowly put the bloody blade in his hand into his body in a gesture of sheathing the knife.

The flame on the blade also slowly extinguished.

This is the flame produced by the breath of the sun driving the magic power. If we say it, it is similar to the flame produced by Emiya Shirou when he faced Esdeath Namoko Pottama.

The left half of his body seemed to have been melted by the high temperature, turning into a pool of blood. The whole person looked extremely embarrassed.

But his expression was as calm as ever, and he slowly turned around.

"Ha ha--!"

Behind him, Minamoto Yorimitsu, whose clothes had become tattered, was kneeling on the ground with one knee. His body was covered with countless scars, large and small, and dripping with red blood. He was panting and involuntarily followed him. It leaked out of the mouth.

"Zheng——!"

Faint light particles began to emit from the outline of Minamoto Yoriguang's body, which was a sign that the servant was about to dissipate.

"Lost——!"

Minamoto Noraimitsu's expression was full of ferocity, and she wanted to stand up again and attack the opponent, but no matter how hard she struggled, she could only watch as her body began to dissipate.

"I haven't driven out all the evil spirits, so I can only put my hope in them——"

After leaving these words, Minamoto Noraimitsu's figure slowly turned into a burst of mist and disappeared from the place.

"Lord Minamoto Yorimitsu!"

At this moment, Miyamoto Musashi, holding a pair of swords, one long and one short, rushed here and was soaked in blood, looking at everything in front of him in shock.

"You are also a swordsman——"

The sword made of blood once again appeared in Enichi Tsukuni's hand. His eyes were fixed on Miyamoto Musashi who appeared here, and his tone was full of affirmation.

"Are you Enichi Tsukuni?"

Miyamoto Musashi quickly regained his composure, held the two swords in his hands tightly, and stared at Enichi Tsukuni with all his heart, not daring to be lazy in the slightest.

Not only because of Jiguo Enichi's name, but also because of his aura as heavy as a mountain.

I saw that the melted half of the body was constantly squirming and gradually condensing into shape. The terrifying resilience of Enichi Jiguo, who was also the Ghost King, was fully reflected at this moment.

The wind kept blowing from the far side, blowing over their faces and across their swords.

The two men's auras as sharp as swords faced each other on the land that had been reduced to ruins.

Of course, the one at a disadvantage is Miyamoto Musashi.

With her current level, she is enough to be called a Sword Master by the world.

It's just that the person in front of me is at the top even among the sword masters.

Miyamoto Musashi had learned countless times from Emiya Shirou's sword skills that he had already entered the divine realm.

"call--!"

A steady breath came out of Miyamoto Musashi's mouth, the suppressed momentum rose again, and his hands clenched involuntarily.

Is she afraid?

Fear.

After all, the opponent is not someone that I can defeat now. It is even said that in a flash, I will die young and end my life that I have not experienced anything yet.

But if you don't even have the courage to face it, how can you become a true swordsman?

Chapter 892: This is the Sword of Buddha

"call--!"

The noisy wind once again blew from afar and swept across the ruins. It was as if something heavy was pressing down on this area, and the flames ignited all around were instantly extinguished.

Miyamoto Musashi and Tsukuni Enichi looked at each other from a distance.

This distance is about twenty meters.

The other party is Enichi Jiguo, who is the Ghost King, and he himself comes here as a servant.

In terms of sword skills, physical fitness, and even talent, Jikoku Enichi is stronger than Miyamoto Musashi.

If we were to say that the only place where Tsukuni Enichi is weaker than Miyamoto Musashi at this moment is that after his fight with Minamoto Yorimitsu, the injuries on his body that are still recovering will greatly affect his performance.

But it is almost certain that if it falls into a protracted war, Miyamoto Musashi will definitely lose.

Even if he wanted a quick victory, Miyamoto Musashi's possibility of defeating Tsukuni Enichi could only be described as pitifully low.

But, it’s not impossible, right?

Miyamoto Musashi's body was trembling, but a smile appeared on his lips involuntarily.

Countless drops of sweat slipped from his forehead.

Unprecedented tension enveloped her, an indescribable weight pressing on her body.

Even if the opponent hadn't made any move, Miyamoto Musashi felt as if his feet were filled with lead and couldn't move.

This is a feeling that no matter how many times I spar with Shirou Emiya, I will never feel like this. This moment is the real moment of life and death.

Even the intertwined breaths within a microsecond may become the key to the success or failure of this battle.

【One knife】

[I only have one chance to swing my sword! 】

Miyamoto Musashi had never looked so serious.

Because she knew that she had to devote herself wholeheartedly to the sword without any distraction. Only in this way could she have a slim chance of winning.

This is the way of [sword], and even more so, the way of [empty].

"Have you adjusted yet?"

As soon as Tsukuni Yui spoke calmly, he seemed to completely understand that Miyamoto Musashi was constantly adjusting his state at this moment.

"certainly--!!"

What gave Tsukuni a response was Miyamoto Musashi's incomparable affirmation of moving forward.

"Bang——!"

The earth was crushed in an instant, and an extremely terrifying flame burst out from the blood-red sword of Tsugakugo Yoshiichi. The surrounding air seemed to be pressed down by a thousand pounds, and not even the slightest breeze could be lifted.

"Clang!"

Under the shining of the scarlet moon, the sound of a blade that broke through the clouds and cut through space spread over the ruins.

"!"

Miyamoto Musashi's pupils suddenly shrank.

The temperature of the world seemed to be deprived, and the light of the world seemed to be chopped off, leaving only darkness in front of him.

"Sun Breathing·Form 14: Sun Destruction"

A faint voice came from Tsugakugo Yoshiichi's mouth, and the style was as its name suggests - Sun Destruction, even the sun must be extinguished in front of this slash.

However, Miyamoto Musashi seemed not to hear the name of this move.

The sword light, as if it had traveled through time and space, cut through the sky and earth, and attacked her.