"I don't mind sharing his blood with you, but first, prove that you're worthy and capable," Kokushibo said, pointing his katana at Cyros.
"Of course," Cyros responded, extending his arm. Instantly, a discarded Nichirin blade lying on the ground flashed into his hand, summoned by his force power.
"Oh, so you wield a strange power," Kokushibo remarked, surprised at Cyros' supernatural ability. "But it won't be enough to face me, human!"
In the blink of an eye, Kokushibo's form blurred, and he appeared before Cyros. He raised his sword, cutting through the air in front of him in a casual manner. It was a simple strike, without any blood demon art.
'Clang!'
Cyros raised his left arm, and an invisible barrier arose in an instant, blocking the blade. Sparks flew as Kokushibo's katana collided with the invisible force shield, but Cyros could feel his force barrier struggling under the demon's strength.
'He's strong. His strength should be around Level-10 Silver Master by Earth's ranking system.' Cyros thought, analyzing Kokushibo's strength.
With a grunt, Cyros summoned more of his power, releasing a burst of Force energy that shoved Kokushibo back several feet. The Upper Moon remained steady, his expression unchanged, but his eyes narrowed.
"Impressive," Kokushibo said in his usual calm tone, but he was shocked in his heart. 'It's like a Blood Demon Art… but how can a human wield such a power?'
Cyros was no ordinary human. As someone whose Force ability had reached the 2-star Silver level, his strength and speed far surpassed that of ordinary humans, placing him on par with some Upper Moon demons in pure physical strength.
Without hesitation, Kokushibo unleashed his Blood Demon Art. 'Second Form: Pearl Flower Moongazing,' With a swing of his sword, three crescent-shaped slashes, accompanied by a multitude of smaller crescent moon blades, sliced through the air toward Cyros.
In response, Cyros effortlessly countered the incoming attacks, his sword moved like a blur, slicing through the crescent moon blades with ease, showcasing his expert swordsmanship, sharpened during his time as a Jedi in the Star Wars universe.
The moon blades scattered in all directions as Cyros's sword danced in his hands. He pushed forward with strength and speed, closing the gap between him and Kokushibo in a flash. Upon reaching him, he slashed at Kokushibo.
Kokushibo met the strike head-on, his katana blocking the attack with an explosive clash. The impact sent a shockwave rippling through the air, the ground beneath them cracking under the pressure of their combined strength. Cyros gritted his teeth, pouring more power into the strike.
But, he couldn't overwhelm Kokuhsibo with just strength. After a moment, they both separated.
"You are worthy enough for me to unleash my true strength," Kokushibo declared.
Though he said that, in his heart, Kokushibo considered the possibility of killing or capturing Cyros, to present him to Muzan. A human with such extraordinary abilities is too special in his eyes.
But, another thought crossed his mind. If this human became a demon, he would ultimately serve Muzan. Such a powerful human could prove useful in the battles and bring his full potential as a demon.
He could tell, that even though the human possess an extraordinary ability, it isn't strong enough to hurt him.
'Let's test his limit!' In an instant, Kokushibo vanished from Cyros's sight, reappearing behind him with terrifying speed. His katana descended in a deadly arc, targeting Cyros's back.
But Cyros, sensing the attack, swiftly spun around and pushed his hand outward with a burst of Force energy. The power of the force pushed Kokushibo to take a few steps back.
Kokushibo regained his balance, his expression unchanged. Raising his demonic Katana, he said, "Show me your full strength, human!"
Cyros obliged. With a surge of speed, enhanced by the Force, he dashed toward Kokushibo, his blade flashing as he unleashed a flurry of strikes.
Each swing of his sword was precise and filled with power. Kokushibo parried with ease as their blades met in a storm of clashes.
But as the battle raged on, Cyros's attacks grew faster, and more aggressive, each movement honed by the countless battles he had fought in the Star Wars universe.
Still, he could only inflict minor cuts on Kokushibo—injuries that healed instantly, as if they had never happened.
'Upper Moon One is truly formidable. There's no way I can defeat him without using my lightsaber, but I can't reveal all my cards yet.' Cyros thought.
Before coming here, they planned for every possible outcome of this encounter. Even now, Moonshadow is hiding in the vicinity, using her exceptional stealth skills to remain undetected.
If the situation took a turn for the worse, their plan was either to flee or, as a last resort, attempt to kill Upper Moon One. To Cyros's surprise, things were progressing just as he had expected.
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"You are good!" Kokushibo said, stopping his attacks. "I will grant your wish, but first, tell me about your special abilities."
Cyros nodded, "Aside from strength and immortality, there's a reason why I want to become a demon."
His next words were carefully prepared to deceive. "You should have heard of the Nature Hashira, Ryou, right?" Cyros asked, knowing that if he wanted Kokushibo to believe his story, it had to be convincing.
And as he thought, at the mention of Ryou's name, Kokushibo's eyes narrowed.
Without waiting for a response, Cyros continued, "There's a reason he's so strong. He's special, like me. A traitor to our clan, he killed many of our people and stole some of our secrets. He grew powerful before we could find his location as he changed his name and hid himself in the Demon Slayer corps.
My life purpose is to find and kill him, but with my current strength, that's impossible. By becoming a demon, I will gain the power necessary to defeat him.
As for the special ability, I can't say much because it's something we're born with. Only five people possess it, including myself and Ryou."
Hearing the words, Kokushibo was silent for a moment. He didn't care whether what the human said was true or false. Once he became a demon, his secrets couldn't be hidden from Muzan's eyes.
Cyros was aware of this risk, but he wasn't too bothered by this, because his Force power could shield the mind from Muzan reading his memories.
They were taking significant risks—not for the system rewards, but to eliminate the anomaly. They understood the danger the anomalies pose to the Earth.
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