Chapter 234: The Crimson Trail of Twin Blades
Leo gripped the Yahachi Blade tightly, exerting all his strength to fend off the relentless assault of the Higanka. An intense orange glow surged around his sword, yet the impact of the crimson petal-like energy beams still sent his blood churning. Unable to withstand the pressure, he coughed up blood. He barely managed to stabilize himself before casting a glance at Pisces and Gemini. They were in no better condition—battered, their bodies covered in wounds, and their breathing weak.
Leo gazed at the remaining thousands of soldiers, his expression dark. He understood that while Usagi was formidable, this battle was ultimately a war of attrition. If they could hold out long enough, Usagi's burning crimson blood would eventually be exhausted. When that moment came, she would be nothing more than a defenseless girl.
At this moment, Usagi's heart pounded like a war drum, the pain nearly suffocating her. She pressed a hand against her chest, trying in vain to steady its frantic rhythm. Scorching heat surged through her veins, threatening to tear her apart as it seared every inch of her muscles and nerves. She clenched her teeth against the agony but continued to charge into the enemy ranks with her twin blades. With every swing, foes fell before her, yet not a single drop of blood stained her. Any blood that touched her was instantly incinerated by the crimson flames radiating from her body.
Leo, observing her growing fatigue, spoke in a cold voice: "Usagi's cannon needs time to cool down. She is forced to rely on her twin blades for close combat. Before she can gather energy for another attack, we must take her head!"
Before he finished speaking, Gemini had already drawn his katana. The blade shimmered with an icy gleam as he lunged at Usagi at lightning speed, engaging her in a high-speed duel. Sparks erupted as their weapons clashed, and the force of their battle seemed to tear the very air apart. However, as the fight continued, Usagi's condition visibly worsened. Her boiling blood surged even more violently, rapidly draining her strength.
Gemini noticed the slight delay in her movements and smirked coldly. "Dance, Twin Blades!"
His swordplay erupted with unparalleled ferocity, each movement precise and deadly, as though he were performing an elegant yet lethal dance. Usagi struggled to defend herself but was still cut multiple times, gritting her teeth as she stifled a pained gasp. Seizing the moment, Pisces roared, "Everyone, attack now!"
Instantly, a barrage of energy blasts surged towards Usagi like an unstoppable tidal wave. Gemini pulled out a long whip from his cloak and shouted, "Rise, Pisces Whip!"
The whip sliced through the air with a resounding crack, striking toward Usagi. Simultaneously, countless energy rounds bombarded her position, shaking the ground with each explosion. Dust and debris filled the air, enveloping her figure in an unrelenting storm of destruction. The remaining soldiers let out hoarse cries, determined to crush Usagi into oblivion.
Leo sneered, his eyes brimming with confidence. However, the next moment, an overwhelming surge of crimson energy erupted, instantly dispersing the residual shockwaves. The sheer force sent everyone staggering backward, forcing them to halt their attacks. The battlefield fell silent under the crushing pressure of this newfound power.
As the dust settled, Usagi emerged, her body riddled with wounds, fresh blood seeping from each gash—yet none of it remained. The flames of her crimson blood consumed it all, transforming it into a haunting glow that danced around her. Her twin ponytails had long unraveled, and her flowing pink hair billowed wildly in the wind, resembling raging fire. With each breath, the air grew thick with murderous intent.
Her twin blades flashed, the sound of steel tearing through flesh echoing in the battlefield. Her movements were like lightning, each strike precise, each attack lethal. No hesitation, no mercy.
Her steps were light and swift, her agility almost inhuman. Every leap, every twist, every spin—an intricate performance of death. One hundred… two hundred… three hundred… The blood flowed endlessly, forming crimson rivers across the broken stone streets of Sonia.
"COME ON!!!" Usagi roared, her voice hoarse but brimming with defiance. Her twin blades sliced through the air, cleaving five foes in a single motion. Their bodies exploded midair, dismembered limbs scattering, blood painting the air.
She had no time to wipe away the blood splattered across her face, no time to even catch her breath. The next moment, countless energy beams rained down upon her from all directions.
Gritting her teeth, Usagi pushed off the ground, executing a swift backflip, narrowly dodging the oncoming blasts. The ground beneath her shattered, debris flying as her figure flickered amidst the swirling dust.
"Quick, encircle her!" dozens of Slayers shouted as they charged, weapons glinting with lethal intent.
Usagi sneered. "Encircle me? You think you're worthy?"
Crossing her twin blades, she kicked off the ground, her body launching forward like an arrow. Her blades wove intricate arcs of death, striking with pinpoint accuracy, each slash carving through the hearts of her enemies.
"Splurt!" A foe's chest was pierced clean through, blood gushing from the wound. His widened eyes reflected disbelief, but Usagi didn't spare him a glance as she coldly withdrew her blades, pivoting swiftly to sever another's throat.
"Swoosh—" A spear thrust from behind. Instinctively sensing the killing intent, Usagi shifted her stance, ducking just in time before slicing the spear's tip clean off. She followed through with a spinning slash, bisecting the spear-wielder, his body falling lifelessly to the ground.
She moved like a phantom, weaving through her foes with unparalleled speed. Each motion was decisive, every attack ruthless. No escape, no survivors.
The sky above Sonia was drenched in a crimson mist, the air thick with the scent of blood. Corpses rained down like a macabre downpour—severed arms, severed heads, cleaved torsos—forming a grotesque tableau of death. And amidst it all, Usagi strode forward, an executioner from the depths of hell.
Yet despite her carnage, the Slayers' numbers remained overwhelming, their sheer presence an unscalable mountain. Each enemy she cut down was replaced by another. Ten more. A hundred more.
Her stamina was depleting. Her arms ached. Her legs trembled from ceaseless movement. But her gaze remained sharp, the flames in her eyes burning fiercer than ever.
"Endless, aren't they?" she murmured, wiping the blood from her lips. Her white tank top had been drenched in red, her shorts soaked in blood that dripped steadily to the ground.
Taking a deep breath, she reignited the crimson flames upon her blades, forming a burning barrier that forced her enemies back momentarily.
Raising her head, she scanned the mass of foes before her and curled her lips into a chilling smile. "Come then… ten thousand? A hundred thousand? No matter—I'll kill every last one of you!"
With that, she charged once more, her flames consuming all that dared stand in her way.