"How you move forward if you keep regretting the past?"— Edward Elric, Fullmetal Alchemist

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  Despite their bined efforts, Nezuko and Mitsuri couldn't infliy signifit damage on Muzan Kibutsuji.

  His whip-like appendages regeed within moments.

  The Hashira, the intetle from the rooftop, were drenched in cold sweat.

  They khat if they were in the fight, they wouldn't st a few rounds against Muzan uhey fought with the desperation of someoh nothing to lose.

  They uood why Roy had prevehem from joining the battle; he roteg 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 't I trol you?" he questioned, his voice ced with suspi.

  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 trol.

  And those who defied him had to be eliminated.

  Without further ado, Muzan shed out with the nine whips from his back.

  Nezuko and Mitsuri calmly tered his attacks.

  Suddenly, a series of sonis 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 struezuko 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 inal 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 cealed within Muzan's legs that had struck the girls.

  Roy hadn't warhem because he khose 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 pee Mitsuri's defehey could only knock her back.

  And against Nezuko, Muzan didn't dare pierce her with his whips, fearing her Exploding Blood teique.

  Therefore, the two girls were unfazed by Muzan's hidden ons.

  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 reed with. Every pund 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 regeion was monstrous, and sujuries couldn't kill him.

  Just then, Tengen Uzui, the Sound Hashira, appeared beside Roy.

  "Roy-sama, a rge number of Demons are verging on Asakusa!" he reported.

  Roy was momentarily surprised.

  Then, he uood. Muzan was summoning his subordio aid his escape.

  The first to arrive would undoubtedly be the Upper Ranks, and the Demon Syers stationed outside wouldn't be able to stop them.

  "Quickly dispatch the Hashira to intercept them," Roy ordered.

  Tengen reyed the and, and the Hashira rushed to front the ining Demons.

  Roy then turo Saeko and the others. "Saeko, you go as well. The Hashira won't be able to hahe Upper Ranks. You'll o intervene."

  "No problem!" Saeko replied with a sweet smile, and the firls vanished.

  "It seems it's time to finish Muzan Kibutsuji," Roy decred, the Demon King struggling against Nezuko and Mitsuri.

  He had to act quickly before Nakime arrived.

  Nakime was Muzan's close aide, and her Blood Demon Art allowed her to manipute the yout of the Infinity Castle.

  She could also teleport others.

  It would be troublesome if Muzan escaped with her help.

  Muzan seemed to sense Roy's i, and fear gripped his heart.

  The once ferocious Demon King suddenly disied, his body splitting into tless fragments that scattered in all dires.

  Nezuko and Mitsuri were fused, unsure of Muzan's iions.

  Roy, however, reized this tactic. It was the same life-saving teique Muzan had used against Yoriichi Tsugikuni a thousand years ago.

  Muzan could split his body into 18ments, like a self-destruct meism.

  It was one of his trump cards and his ultimate survival tactic.

  Even if most of the fragments were destroyed, as long as a single piece remained, Muzan could fully regee with his unparalleled recovery abilities.

  Some of the fragments were incredibly tiny.

  Even Yoriichi could only destroy the rger 15ments in an instant.

  But fag this tactic, Roy couldn't help but smile.

  "Nezuko, Mitsuri, e back," he called out.

  The two girls returo his side.

  "Secret Art: Icy 9-Dragons!"

  Roy extended his hand, and nine ice dragons materialized, encirg Muzan.

  The dragons slowly verged, and Muzan, sensing the danger, gathered his scattered fragments, ref his human body.

  The nine ice dragons merged, instantly eng Muzan in ice, creating a t ice sculpture.

  Everyone who withis se, both ordinary civilians and Demon Syers, was stunned.

  It was a miracle!

  Some people stood in silent awe, their expressions filled with wonder and reverence.

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