The Hand Demon's massive body stopped ten ters in front of Rin. Its large eyes scanned him up and down before it suddenly let out a piercing sneer.
"Hee hee hee... I thought so Hashira had co in, but it's just a brat who isn't even wearing a uniform."
It narrowed its eyes, seemingly searching for sothing.
"Hey, brat, where's your fox mask? Aren't you one of that old man Urokodaki's disciples?"
The Hand Demon particularly enjoyed hunting down swordsn wearing Warding Fox Masks during the selection to take revenge on Urokodaki Sakonji.
However, facing this grotesque mountain of flesh, Rin's expression did not change in the slightest.
"Fox mask? Nah, I don't have such a thing."
Rin looked at it as if it were a massive pile of non-recyclable trash.
"It took quite a while to find you. You're better at hiding than those small demons, you big piece of garbage."
"You dare call trash?!"
The Hand Demon flew into a rage instantly. Veins bulged across its twisted face as it roared.
"Arrogant brat! You have no idea what you're facing! I've eaten fifty... no, including you, fifty-one! I've devoured thirteen of that old man Urokodaki's disciples! That pink-haired brat nad Sabito and that girl nad Makomo were among them. You should have heard how miserably they cried when they died. Hee hee hee hee!"
The Hand Demon tried to use this cruel description to shatter the young man's psychological defenses.
In the past, those newcors would often beco so enraged that they lost their reason, leaving themselves full of openings.
Unfortunately, it had chosen the wrong person.
"Oh, is that so."
Rin's voice turned cold.
He had no particular feelings toward Sabito or Makomo, but he truly disliked hearing such unpleasant noises in front of him.
Buzz!
His black pupils instantly turned blood-red, with three tomoe spinning coldly within them. "You talk too much."
"Arrogant brat! I'm going to enjoy your despair-stricken look when I munch on your bones!"
The Hand Demon roared as its mountain-like body suddenly shot out more than a dozen thick green arms. They sealed off all of Rin's escape routes from every direction and slamd down fiercely.
Boom!
A dozen arms smashed into the ground, sending clouds of dust and debris flying.
"Hee hee hee, smashed into at paste! This is the price for enraging ..."
The Hand Demon laughed triumphantly.
"Where are you looking?"
A slightly mocking voice suddenly sounded above its head.
"What?!" The Hand Demon looked up sharply.
At so point, Rin had already leaped more than ten ters into the air.
His crimson Three-Tomoe Sharingan looked down at the Hand Demon's huge eye.
The mont their gazes t, the Hand Demon felt a loud buzz in its mind.
The world before its eyes instantly changed.
The dense forest disappeared, and the dark night sky vanished.
The Hand Demon suddenly found itself bound to a massive cross. The surrounding sky was a strange blood-red, with a pitch-black full moon hanging high above.
Sharingan: Genjutsu.
Although it had not reached the terrifying level of Tsukuyomi, which could manipulate ti and space, the genjutsu of the Three-Tomoe Sharingan was more than enough to crush the soul of a demon that was not even one of the Twelve Kizuki.
"Wha... what is this place?! Let go!" The Hand Demon struggled frantically within the illusion, only to realize it could not move at all.
Tap. Tap. Tap.
Within the blood-red world, countless Rins holding black long swords appeared from every direction, looking at it with extrely cold eyes.
"Shut up in despair." Swoosh!
As all the Rins swung their swords at the sa ti, the Hand Demon felt the extre pain of being sliced a thousand tis within the illusion.
Outside, only one second had passed.
"Arrrrgh!!!"
The previously overbearing Hand Demon suddenly let out a shrill scream like a dying pig. Its massive body collapsed to the ground like a heap of mud, and its countless arms clawed wildly at its own body while its eyes bulged outward. Its mind had clearly been completely shattered by the genjutsu.
Rin's expression remained indifferent as he hovered in midair and raised his right hand.
"Chirp chirp chirp!"
Violent blue lightning erupted in his palm, the piercing sound of a thousand birds chirping drowning out even the Hand Demon's screams.
As chakra surged into it, the mass of lightning instantly elongated and condensed, forming a solid spear of lightning five ters long.
Lightning Release: Chidori Sharp Spear.
Rip!
Rin swung his arm down sharply, and the azure lightning spear pierced straight through the Hand Demon's layers of arm defenses without resistance, stabbing into its neck.
A flash of lightning cut the thick neck in half instantly.
Thud!
The Hand Demon's massive head rolled to the ground, and its enormous body rapidly began to break down and dissipate under the combined destruction of Lightning Release and the Sharingan.
Until the mont it turned to ashes, the Hand Demon's eyes, still lying on the ground, remained filled with endless fear of those red eyes.
[Ding! Detected that the host has killed the key hostile target "Hand Demon"!]
[This target was the greatest threat on Fujikasane Mountain. Killing this demon has significantly changed the fate of "Tanjiro Kamado" and others who were originally ant to enter the mountain tomorrow, and has indirectly influenced the storylines of "Sakonji Urokodaki" and "Giyu Tomioka"!]
[Overall Rating: Extrely High!]
[Congratulations to the host for obtaining dinsion points: 1,500!]
The series of system prompts in his mind made Rin's steps a little lighter as he landed.
"One thousand five hundred points. As expected, killing these elite monsters tied to the main cast's fate is the fastest way to get rich."
Rin glanced at the now completely silent Fujikasane Mountain, estimating that the remaining few minor demons would be enough for the newcors to practice on in three days.
He brushed the dust off his yukata, found a clean large green rock to sit on, and quietly waited for dawn.
"System, open the panel."
[Dinsional Template System]
[Host]: Rin
[Current Template]: Uchiha Sasuke (Mangekyō Sharingan Period)
[Items Held]: Kusanagi sword: modified (cos with scabbard, possesses the demon-slaying properties of a Nichirin blade, indestructible), wisteria sachet.
[Dinsion Points]: 2,980 (slaughtering ordinary demons on the mountain 970, killing the Hand Demon and altering the plot 1,500, previously accumulated 510).
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