"Komatsuse, you… hurry and go."
Yoizumi said, his back to Komatsuse, without turning his head.
She was a rare blood type, and it was very dangerous for her to be here. Lower Moon Four's gaze had been fixed on her, probably intending to make a move. It could pounce at any moment, and at that time, Yoizumi couldn't guarantee Komatsuse would leave unharmed.
"Mr. Yoizumi, is there anything I can do to help you?" Although Komatsuse was filled with fear and reluctance, she still resolutely took a few steps closer to this perilous and dangerous area.
Mr. Yoizumi's condition at this moment was truly distressing. Large wounds covered his entire body, and blood stained his originally neat clothes crimson.
Seeing such a scene, Komatsuse was burning with anxiety, wishing she could instantly possess immense power to help Mr. Yoizumi escape his predicament. As long as there was even the slightest chance to help him, Komatsuse was determined to do her utmost to seize it.
"You… bring me my blade, and that… would be… a huge… help."
However, Komatsuse did not act immediately after hearing this. Her lips trembled slightly, as if she wanted to say something more to dissuade Mr. Yoizumi.
But just then, Mr. Yoizumi suddenly turned around and looked directly at Komatsuse. His once handsome face was now as pale as paper, crisscrossed with lines like a spiderweb. Despite this, Mr. Yoizumi's deep blue eyes remained as calm as water, without the slightest ripple, quietly gazing into Komatsuse's eyes.
"Perhaps… doing this will cost us both our lives," Mr. Yoizumi said slowly, his voice unusually heavy.
"I… I'm not afraid!" Komatsuse gritted her teeth, struggling to suppress the surging fear within her, trying to make her voice sound firm and steady. For she knew deep down that if even the exceptionally powerful and brave Mr. Yoizumi couldn't defeat this ferocious demon, then who else could step forward to save everyone from dire straits? Therefore, even with only a sliver of hope, Komatsuse was willing to take the risk and try her best to provide Mr. Yoizumi with all the help she could.
"I… don't understand." Yoizumi frowned tightly, his face full of confusion and bewilderment. He truly couldn't comprehend why Komatsuse, despite being terrified, insisted on staying here.
Yoizumi sighed helplessly, then began to walk slowly towards Komatsuse. Just as he was about to reach her, he suddenly turned his head sharply, simultaneously brandishing the extremely sharp nichirin blade in his hand. In an instant, countless sharp, slender needles attacked them like a sudden storm.
He quickly wielded his nichirin blade with both hands, blocking all the needles attempting to attack Yoizumi and Komatsuse.
"Tsk, I'm still here! How dare you ignore my presence and flirt like that!" Mukago stood on high ground, sneering with a condescending attitude. Her words were full of disdain and mockery, sending a chill down one's spine.
It once again silently concealed its form. Although it knew this move might not work on Yoizumi, if it could increase its speed even further, it would surely find the perfect opportunity to successfully capture the human with the rare blood type.
Watching the demon suddenly vanish without a trace, Komatsuse's heart involuntarily fluttered. She nervously widened her eyes and scanned her surroundings, but found nothing unusual except for silence. But just then, a bone-chilling coldness, like a surging cold current, rapidly spread up her spine, instantly rushing straight to the top of her head.
Komatsuse shivered with fright. She turned her head back in a panic, and to her despair, there was nothing behind her—it was completely empty!
Just as Komatsuse was feeling anxious, a sudden, sharp gust of wind, like lightning, whistled straight towards her face! At the same time, the chilling aura unique to demons, like a dense, impenetrable net, swept over her.
No sooner said than done, Yoizumi's reaction speed was simply beyond imagination. His figure flashed, and the nichirin blade tightly gripped in his hand was raised high with lightning speed, then fiercely slashed downwards! In an instant, cold light scattered, and blade energy crisscrossed.
If it weren't for the demon kicking up a cloud of dust while dodging the attack, blurring the surrounding vision, Komatsuse might have even wondered if Yoizumi was just wildly swinging his blade at nothing!
"Don't… stray too far from me! Her current… target… is you."
Yoizumi adjusted his breathing, taking advantage of the recent gap to mobilize the power within his body to dissolve the poison. Fortunately, he sensed the poison rapidly dissipating.
Damn it, damn it!
Mukago, who had reappeared in a hidden corner, clutched the wound on her hand. The spot injured by the nichirin blade had a stinging sensation, as if burned by the sun.
I must eat that rare blood. One person is worth 50. If I eat her, my power will skyrocket, and then this brat will be at my mercy!
Blood Demon Art: Poisonous Mist
From Mukago's mouth, a dense, inky black mist spewed out at an astonishing speed. This time, it was even more turbulent than ever before. In the blink of an eye, large swathes of black mist, like an endless black net, quickly enveloped everything, as if to swallow it whole.
Moments later, the entire small plaza was completely engulfed by the dense black mist, making it impossible to see one's hand in front of their face. Visibility was completely obscured, and everything was pitch black, causing an inexplicable fear to rise in one's heart. This fearful atmosphere, like a cold viper, tightly coiled around Komatsuse, making her hair stand on end and her breathing rapid.
"Just follow Mr. Yoizumi!" Komatsuse kept cheering herself on in her heart, trying to calm down. However, when she turned to look at Yoizumi, who should have been standing beside her, she was horrified to find that he had vanished without a trace.
"Mr. Yoizumi! Mr. Yoizumi, where are you?" Komatsuse immediately panicked, crying out with all her might. Her voice echoed in the darkness, but received no response. Komatsuse's heart sank instantly, and a fine layer of sweat broke out on her forehead.
Just then, Mr. Yoizumi's familiar voice suddenly came from not far away: "I'm here! Come quickly!" Hearing this voice, Komatsuse, as if grasping a lifeline, ran frantically in the direction of the sound without hesitation. However, when she got there, she found the surroundings empty, and Mr. Yoizumi was nowhere to be seen.
"What's going on? Mr. Yoizumi's voice just came from here…"
Komatsuse was full of doubts, muttering to herself. As she stood there at a loss, the corner of her eye suddenly caught sight of a figure on her right that closely resembled Mr. Yoizumi's back. Without thinking much, she immediately turned and ran in that direction. However, when she arrived there, panting, she still saw only an empty space, not even a single person.
"Komatsuse! Hold… your breath!" Seeing the other party suddenly leave him, shouting her name, and disappearing into the black mist.
He ran in the direction she had left but did not see Komatsuse.
They were separated.