"How can you move forward if you keep regretting the past?"
— Edward Elric, Fulltal Alchemist
Despite their combined efforts, Nezuko and Mitsuri couldn't inflict any significant damage on Muzan Kibutsuji.
His whip-like appendages regenerated within monts.
The Hashira, observing the intense battle from the rooftop, were drenched in cold sweat.
They knew that if they were in the fight, they wouldn't last a few rounds against Muzan unless they fought with the desperation of soone with nothing to lose.
They understood why Roy had prevented them from joining the battle; he was protecting their lives.
Muzan, having suffered a setback, didn't rush to attack. Instead, he turned his attention to Nezuko.
"You're a Demon too? But why can't I control you?" he questioned, his voice laced with suspicion.
Nezuko scoffed. "I'm not a filthy Demon. I'm a noble Devil!"
Muzan's eyes turned cold. He didn't believe in Devils; to him, Nezuko was just another Demon who had escaped his control.
And those who defied him had to be eliminated.
Without further ado, Muzan lashed out with the nine whips from his back.
Nezuko and Mitsuri calmly countered his attacks.
Suddenly, a series of sonic booms echoed through the air.
8 Whips erupted from the ground around Muzan's feet, extending towards Nezuko and Mitsuri.
Bang! Bang!
The two girls were sent flying.
What was that?
The Hashira on the rooftop couldn't see what had struck Nezuko and Mitsuri.
They hadn't yet unlocked the Transparent World, as they hadn't faced a life-or-death situation like the final battle against Muzan in the original story.
Even Muzan's nine upper body whips were difficult for them to track, let alone his hidden trump card.
Indeed, it was the eight whips concealed within Muzan's legs that had struck the girls.
Roy hadn't warned them because he knew those whips wouldn't harm them.
Nezuko and Mitsuri, who had crashed into a pile of rubble, burst forth, shaking off the debris.
Although Muzan's hidden whips were faster, they couldn't penetrate Mitsuri's defenses; they could only knock her back.
And against Nezuko, Muzan didn't dare pierce her with his whips, fearing her Exploding Blood technique.
Therefore, the two girls were unfazed by Muzan's hidden weapons.
Now aware of his trump card, they were prepared and no longer easily knocked back.
Muzan found himself on the defensive against their relentless assault.
Nezuko, in her mature form, was a force to be reckoned with. Every punch and kick had the power to shatter mountains.
If she got close enough, she could crush Muzan's head with a single blow.
Mitsuri was equally formidable. She fearlessly withstood Muzan's attacks, aiming to sever his head.
However, Muzan's regeneration was monstrous, and such injuries couldn't kill him.
Just then, Tengen Uzui, the Sound Hashira, appeared beside Roy.
"Roy-sama, a large number of Demons are converging on Asakusa!" he reported.
Roy was montarily surprised.
Then, he understood. Muzan was summoning his subordinates to aid his escape.
The first to arrive would undoubtedly be the Upper Ranks, and the Demon Slayers stationed outside wouldn't be able to stop them.
"Quickly dispatch the Hashira to intercept them," Roy ordered.
Tengen relayed the command, and the Hashira rushed to confront the incoming Demons.
Roy then turned to Saeko and the others. "Saeko, you go as well. The Hashira won't be able to handle the Upper Ranks. You'll need to intervene."
"No problem!" Saeko replied with a sweet smile, and the four girls vanished.
"It seems it's ti to finish Muzan Kibutsuji," Roy declared, observing the Demon King struggling against Nezuko and Mitsuri.
He had to act quickly before Naki arrived.
Naki was Muzan's close aide, and her Blood Demon Art allowed her to manipulate the layout of the Infinity Castle.
She could also teleport others.
It would be troubleso if Muzan escaped with her help.
Muzan seed to sense Roy's intent, and fear gripped his heart.
The once ferocious Demon King suddenly disintegrated, his body splitting into countless fragnts that scattered in all directions.
Nezuko and Mitsuri were confused, unsure of Muzan's intentions.
Roy, however, recognized this tactic. It was the sa life-saving technique Muzan had used against Yoriichi Tsugikuni a thousand years ago.
Muzan could split his body into 1800 fragnts, like a self-destruct chanism.
It was one of his trump cards and his ultimate survival tactic.
Even if most of the fragnts were destroyed, as long as a single piece remained, Muzan could fully regenerate with his unparalleled recovery abilities.
So of the fragnts were incredibly tiny.
Even Yoriichi could only destroy the larger 1500 fragnts in an instant.
But facing this tactic, Roy couldn't help but smile.
"Nezuko, Mitsuri, co back," he called out.
The two girls returned to his side.
"Secret Art: Icy 9-Dragons!"
Roy extended his hand, and nine ice dragons materialized, encircling Muzan.
The dragons slowly converged, and Muzan, sensing the danger, gathered his scattered fragnts, reforming his human body.
The nine ice dragons rged, instantly encasing Muzan in ice, creating a towering ice sculpture.
Everyone who witnessed this scene, both ordinary civilians and Demon Slayers, was stunned.
It was a miracle!
So people stood in silent awe, their expressions filled with wonder and reverence.
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