Demon Slaying(6)

As soon as he finished speaking, Wakuraba clasped his hands!

"Blast!"

In an instant, there were so many demons.

Multiple Shadow Clones Technique…. Scratch that, Blood Demon Art: Wicked Afterimage!

"Interesting."

Jon murmured, countless golden arcs surging around him.

Wakuraba's pupils contracted.

This power again!

"No, I can't fight head-on, I need to find a chance to escape."

In times of danger, Wakuraba's cowardice was revealed.

Wakuraba looked fiercely.

But in reality, he was already considering how to run.

"Ding! Ding! Ding!"

The sound of metal clashing echoed throughout the maze.

Tanjiro and others were engaged in fierce battle with demons.

Wakuraba suddenly got an idea.

"A mere Demon Slayer Corps dares to be so arrogant!" Wakuraba roared to the sky, "Die!"

Following the murderous intent, Wakuraba's clones scattered.

Wakuraba controlled dozens of clones to rush towards the enemy like moths to flames.

Jon's momentum dropped slightly.

Color of Arms Haki and Overdrive-enhanced Atomic Slash! 

"Now!"

Wakuraba didn't care about his clones.

In a flash, he appeared behind Genya.

'The attack just now was just a feint, this is my true goal!' A smirk appeared at the corner of Wakuraba' mouth.

"Water Breathing Third Form: Flowing Dance!"

"Beast Breathing First Fang: Pierce!"

No sooner said than done.

Two Nichirin Swords came one after the other.

Wakuraba' smile disappeared.

He didn't want to waste his life in exchange for inflicting an injury to enemy, so he had no choice but to retreat.

Genya, sweating coldly, turned around, just in time to meet Tanjiro and Inosuke's concerned gaze.

His heart warmed, but he still stubbornly said, "I don't need your help."

"What did you say!"

Hearing this, Inosuke brandished his two jagged swords.

Tanjiro intervened just right, "Alright, alright, now is not the time for this."

At this moment, Kanao Tsuyuri also approached softly and said, "The enemies have all been eliminated."

Indeed.

Apart from Wakuraba, there were no more demons nearby.

Wakuraba' eyelids twitched.

What kind of monsters were these people!

I've been preparing for over a year.

In less than ten minutes, you've finished killing them all?

Genya glared at Wakuraba, "Lower Rank Three is a perfect stepping stone for me!"

"Hey Kirby, you better not try to steal my prey." Inosuke immediately became unhappy, "This guy is my prey."

Genya frowned, "Don't call me that!"

Inosuke mocked without the slightest fear, "Kirby! Kirby! Kirby!"

Tanjiro quickly reminded the two.

"We're still in battle, everyone stay focused!"

He then added, "And don't forget, the Master is watching us."

A sentence that silenced his teammates like chickens.

I was a Demon Slayer who understood human nature well and good at shutting up teammates.

Genya and Inosuke's faces turned solemn, naturally forming a battle formation.

Wakuraba lamented deep down.

He originally planned to take advantage of the chaos to take hostages, so that the enemy would hesitate.

Who would have thought those kids were not easy to deal with either?

Tanjiro and others confronted Wakuraba from a distance.

Not far away, Jon scratched his brow, "Looks like I don't need to step in."

Thinking of this, he sheathed his sword directly and deliberately said loudly, "I'm in a good mood today. I'll give a special reward for whoever that exterminates the Kizuki."

Special reward!

The kids' ears perked up slightly.

Next moment. "Water Breathing First Form. Water Surface Slash!"

"Boar Rush! Beast Breathing Second Fang: Slice!"

"Flower Breathing Fourth Form: Crimson Hanagoromo!"

Genya: So you all decided to bully me knowing that I can't use Breathing Styles?

Despite what he said, Kirby's movements were not slow at all.

With a sudden force in his legs, his figure disappeared.

Wakuraba didn't dare to be careless, clasping his hands together.

"Charge!"

The Wicked Afterimages surged forth like locusts, densely packed and swarming.  

You might think I'm Naruto Uzumaki, but actually, I'm Kankuro!  

As soon as they clashed.  

Tanjirou and the others, who were relatively weak at this point, were overwhelmed.  

Genya relied on his agile body techniques to continuously maneuver, attempting to strike down the enemy in one blow.  

However, Wakuraba was cautious.  

When it was time to hide, he hid; when it was time to dodge, he dodged.  

He didn't give the four youngsters any chance at all.  

Even Jon was stunned.  

If Wakuraba was this calm, how would this serve as a lesson for Tanjiro and the others.  

"Heh."  

Wakuraba was smiling deep down.  

Underestimate me all you want.  

When the time comes, you'll regret it.  

The stalemate continued.  

Inosuke and Genya's old habits resurfaced.  

They didn't care about cooperating with their teammates; both exerted their full strength, attacking Wakuraba from both sides.  

Wakuraba's eyes lit up.  

Now's the time!  

"Outer Path Remnant Image. Perish!"  

Kankuro (×)  

Deidara wearing the Kankuro mask (√)

Even Jon didn't expect it; Wakuraba's technique wasn't just about speed and clones, but also had remote detonation!  

Inosuke and Genya hastily raised their swords to block.  

Seizing the opportunity, Wakuraba leaped out.  

'Of all strategies, fleeing is the best.'  

"Cough, Tanjirou, stop him!"  

"Kanao, please."  

The heavily wounded Inosuke and the weakened Genya pleaded.  

Tanjirou gritted his teeth and thrust his sword with all his might.  

Water Breathing Seventh Form: Drop Ripple Thrust!

Whoosh!

The azure water flowed like an arrow, hitting Wakuraba directly in the back.  

Wakuraba lost his balance because of that.  

Taking advantage of this opening, Kanao's attack came in an instant.  

Flower Breathing Fifth Form: Peonies of Futility!  

Nine consecutive strikes from all directions, aimed at the same point, the strikes resembled peony petals, exceptionally beautiful.  

"Gaah!"  

Receiving a double blow, the demon spurted out a mouthful of blood.  

"As long as... as long as I reach that place!"  

Instead of endlessly fighting the little demons, it's better to escape early and inform Lord Muzan of the situation.  

Wakuraba realized it.  

The reason he could survive for so long wasn't because of his outstanding strength, but because the man who claimed to be a special instructor of the Demon Slayer Corps didn't step in in order to train his disciples.  

Only fools wouldn't run away!     

The exit of the maze was right in front of him.  

A relieved smile appeared on Wakuraba's face.  

Suddenly, a transparent door appeared in the air.  

With his hands in his pockets, Jon leisurely walked out from it, "Sorry, this path is closed."  

"Why!"  

From ecstasy to despair, Wakuraba's eyes widened in disbelief.  

"Why won't you let me go!"  

Why? Jon couldn't be bothered to answer, he simply exhaled to create a vortex, turning into blades.  

A chilling storm swept up Wakuraba, mercilessly cutting every inch of his skin.  

Wakuraba screamed.  

Fear arose in his heart.  

He hadn't enjoyed enough plump beauties, nor had he become the right-hand man of Kibutsuji Muzan.  

So many ambitions yet to be fulfilled. He didn't want to die yet!  

Jon expressionlessly drew his sword, intending to grant Wakuraba a quick death.  

Suddenly, thunder blared.  

"Big brother, I'm here to help you!"