Chapter 1067

"But... Sesis, you aren't the Titan of Reason, are you?" Ti Bao asked curiously.

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Actually we have "Sesis" (Se Xisi?) and "Ti Bao". Also "Titan of Reason" maybe not a name.

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"Hehe… Although I cannot obtain the authority of 【Strife】, after all I am still a divine being," Sesis discussed with everyone, "As long as you all, beneath the fighter's sword, buy me some more time… once the fire seed is forged, I shall be able to test my blade."

After making preparations, everyone passed through Janus's secret path and arrived at the small trail before the Enlightenment Throne. But as soon as they arrived here, Mimi was shocked speechless by the mountain-like corpses of Heichi's creations filling the view.

"Ah… this…" Mimi turned around, "Comrades, do you feel it?"

Ti Bao: "Little Mi, what's wrong?"

Mimi looked around: "The memories here have an intense flavor…… this is the taste of water grass, flying sand, and scorching sun."

Suddenly, the surroundings shifted, and there stood Ke Xia's phantom before them.

"This is……"

Xiaodie walked toward the teacher, only to see Ke Xia covering his eyes, the corners of his mouth smiling bitterly: "Heh… I can't see with my eyes…… It's fine, as long as we place this body into the formation's eye……"

"For Weng Farros… bury me with you, Titan."

Following Ke Xia's phantom, the three finally reached the top of the holy tree. This place was completely different from any part of the tree garden—underfoot was lush green grass, soft as if a thick carpet had been laid on the soles of their feet. All around, green waves surged angrily, and even the breeze carried the fresh scent of plants.

But the moment Xing stepped onto this place, a strange feeling seemed to be turned up from the soft ground below, like an invisible net enveloping the entire space……

It was suffocating.

The air seemed to solidify, even the wind ceased flowing. Xing loosened her clenched fists, exhaled deeply, forcing herself to stay calm—such a scene of facing a great enemy was not the first time she had encountered it.

A swordsman clad in a black robe, holding a long sword, stood at the very top of the throne, his back to the crowd, not turning his head, merely silently gazing at Ke Xia before him—but at this moment he lowered his head, already unconscious, showing no reaction even to the black-clad swordsman nearby.

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Demon Slayer

"Mm!"

Uzui Tengen's wine cup slipped from his hand without warning, cracking as it hit the wooden floor, splashing sake onto his wide trousers.

That wasn't an illusion.

Even though separated by the canopy, he felt a strong chill, like an icy venomous snake racing wildly up his spine. Although the swordsman merely stood there silently, without swinging his sword or roaring, that kind of hair-raising suffocating feeling was terrifyingly real.

Uzui Tengen instinctively tried to raise his left hand to press the hilt—this was an instinctive reaction honed by years of battle.

However, his empty left sleeve limp ly swayed with his motion.

In that instant, the feeling of emptiness stung him more than the killing intent. He snapped back to awareness, and a hint of regret and bewilderment flashed in his remaining eye.

He still hadn't grown accustomed to his disabled self.

"Tch… really pathetic."

He self-mockedly muttered a curse, a fine sheen of cold sweat appearing on his forehead. Just a glance at that swordsman made his body produce this embarrassing reflex—this was nothing like the man who once proclaimed himself the "flamboyant" pillar.

"Lord Tengen! Are you alright?"

Hearing the commotion, Hinako hurried over, holding a rag, her face full of worry as she looked at the shattered porcelain on the floor, "Are you feeling unwell somewhere? Or does your wound hurt?"

"Ah ah, it's fine, Hinako." Uzui Tengen waved his hand, trying to cover his earlier blunder with his usual cheerful smile, "Just slipped my hand. This liquor is too strong, haha."

Although Hinako was a bit suspicious, she nonetheless obediently began cleaning up the mess on the floor.

But just then, a more hurried footsteps came from outside the courtyard gate.

"Mr. Uzui! Did you see that just now……"

The newcomer was none other than Tanjiro; the boy ran panting, drenched in sweat, his face full of shock—clearly he too had sensed the strong aura emanating from the black-clad swordsman in the canopy.

"Ah, it's Tanjiro—what's wrong? Did that pitch-black guy scare you?" Uzui Tengen resumed his usual laid-back posture.

Tanjiro nodded firmly, taking a deep breath as if trying to calm his violently pounding heart.

"Yes! Although it's only through the canopy…… that black-clad swordsman is clearly no ordinary person; his presence feels even more dangerous than the Strife Titan. It's…… like having a blade pressed against my throat."

"Hmm, I feel the same." Uzui Tengen narrowed his eyes thoughtfully, "If nothing unexpected happens, he should be the mastermind behind Heichi…… Could it be that the Strife Titan has been fighting these monsters all along?"

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"Ah……" Mimi stared fixedly at the black-robed swordsman as if facing a formidable foe.

"Who… is that black-robed guy?"

"This person, it is precisely the source of that wisp of scent and memory just now… no, it is practically the embodiment of memory itself!" Mimi closed her eyes, striving to sense from the other party, "The burning fairyland, the shattered sun, and……"

The image of a pitch-black blade piercing the chest of a pink-haired girl.

"... Slaughter, death, and destruction."

Xiaodie stepped forward before Xing: "Everyone, get ready… I suspect it is the hunter that Sesis spoke of earlier, born from Heichi—the owner of that remnant gauze… the north wind that brings Senatos's death mist."

The black-robed swordsman slowly turned his head: "Not… a demigod."

"Step aside. Or die."

Mimi seemed to instantly sense something, and she shouted in terror, "Everyone… run! Only we… only we cannot win against it……"

Xing weighed the bat in his hand: "Once the Titan attacks, things will get better."

"It has already noticed us… we will do our best to buy time for Sesis."

Ti An also clenched her fists: "Ti, Ti An will also protect everyone, Ti An is very brave!"

"My lord……" Xiaodie gave Xing a meaningful look, "Only this time… may Death defend us!"