Kurozawa, full of confidence and looking like he was sure to win, stirred a clear feeling in Goto.
Discontent.
Parasitic Organisms weren't entirely machine-like, rational beings.
Perhaps they were like that at first, but after spending a long time in human society, they slowly developed some emotional fluctuations beyond cold rationality.
Goto, possessing a powerful mental will, was capable of crushing other Parasitic Organisms in a one-on-one fight.
Later, with Ryoko Tamiya's help, he conducted an experiment: severing his limbs and attaching four of his kind, using his formidable mental will to coordinate their bodies and fully unleash their strength.
Most of his peers were no match for Goto.
The Parasitic Organisms in this vicinity also deferred to him, and even though Ryoko Tamiya helped him reach his current strength, it was because Goto possessed the matching capability.
It would be difficult for other Parasitic Organistic to achieve this.
"This is the first time I've encountered such an arrogant opponent."
"Hirokawa's place has excellent soundproofing, so we can fight without holding back."
Goto's body began to swell. After a moment, his tank top and pants completely exploded into fragments, scattering on the floor.
Looking at him again, his original human form, over 1.8 meters tall, was completely gone. Standing before Kurozawa now was a humanoid monster nearly three meters tall.
Its head almost touched the ceiling as it looked down at Kurozawa.
An invisible pressure gradually spread.
Goto's original wheat-colored skin had receded, replaced by clusters of blood-red, steel-like muscles covering his entire body. At some joints, there were cold white, metallic-looking tendons and exoskeletons.
And on his face, beneath his original eyes, two more eyeballs had emerged.
His lips were gone, replaced by a chaotic mess of sharp fangs.
The canine teeth were unevenly arranged on his face, and when he opened his mouth, rows of sharp teeth inside were faintly visible, making him look particularly ferocious.
At his arms, three thick, long fleshy tentacles extended from each shoulder blade. At first glance, it looked like he had eight arms. Behind his legs, there were also eight fleshy tentacles resembling blade-like tails, though they were slightly more slender and quite coordinated.
Kurozawa's eyes lit up.
Actually, he quite liked Goto's ferocious appearance.
He looked very capable of fighting.
"Come on."
Looking up at Goto, Kurozawa beckoned.
At the same time, a sudden strong gust of wind erupted inside the room, causing the light fixtures hanging from the ceiling to shake violently.
Goto let out a low growl, and a phantom-like attack immediately enveloped Kurozawa.
However, looking at Kurozawa again.
He stood within it, his face calm, completely still.
Only his Left Hand also split into dense fleshy tentacles, which also unleashed a sky full of afterimages, constantly colliding with Goto's attacks.
Short, urgent popping sounds echoed continuously.
Tiny sparks exploded and scattered, like fleeting fireworks.
Every second, these countless afterimages of slashes collided nearly a hundred times. The dense slashes were enough to cut any flesh and blood into paste.
Between Kurozawa and Goto, the area had turned into a meat grinder.
However, amidst the popping sounds, the sky full of blade shadows slowly shifted towards Kurozawa.
Their current state was somewhat like a beam struggle, but Lefty, which had only merged with three Parasitic Organisms, was clearly no match for the current Goto.
Goto's main body, the Parasitic Organism at the head, couldn't attack; it had to be used to suppress and coordinate the consciousnesses of the other peers.
In reality, this was unleashing the power of four merged Parasitic Organisms to the limit.
Four against three, with Kurozawa's main body not moving, Lefty couldn't gain any advantage and was at a disadvantage.
At the same time, on the other side, Goto's face showed a look of suspicion, his eyes seeming to say: It seems your record is a bit exaggerated.
He didn't know that Kurozawa's main body's strength, after awakening Fighting Spirit, was much greater than Lefty's.
"Is this all the strength you have?"
"It seems Ryoko Tamiya misjudged you."
"If that's the case, then she won't say anything if I kill you."
Whoosh! Four fleshy tentacles suddenly combined into one, lifted high, and chopped down towards Kurozawa from above, intending to cut him in half.
Lefty tried to block, but was intercepted by the other attacking fleshy tentacles.
However, Goto's sharp attack failed to land.
Kurozawa, as if he had foreseen it, sidestepped, his nose almost touching the Metal Blades at the tip of the fleshy tentacle, thus perfectly dodging it, like dancing on the edge of a knife.
Goto's four eyes narrowed.
He actually avoided it... This was somewhat beyond his expectation.
Even his own body, reinforced by Metal Cells, was clearly insufficient in reaction speed compared to the Parasitic Organism's main body attack. Parasitic Organisms should always be far more spear than shield.
Fighting intent surged again; Goto no longer held any trace of underestimation.
Before the thick, downward-striking flesh tentacle could land, it changed direction, slashing horizontally towards Kurozawa's legs. At the same time, it split into two smaller tentacles again, one on the left and one on the right, attacking Kurozawa's neck and waist/abdomen respectively.
Kurozawa agilely leaped backward, the flesh tentacles constantly extending in pursuit.
Dodging and weaving, he seemed to narrowly avoid the Metal Blades each time, but in reality, only a few strands of hair were cut off; he was completely unharmed.
Feeling no pressure whatsoever, Kurozawa couldn't help but shake his head.
In terms of physique, Goto was actually a bit stronger than him; the five-in-one body was very powerful.
But regardless of the Immortal Body.
Just by using his mastery of Fighting Spirit, Kurozawa could already overwhelm Goto.
In Kurozawa's perception, all of Goto's thoughts were seen through, and every attack trajectory was completely clear.
If he were in the Demon Slayer World, Kurozawa, who had just awakened his Fighting Spirit, could probably only be on par with Goto relying on it. But he had honed Fighting Spirit Perception for decades. This skill, which relies heavily on experience, was perfectly utilized by Kurozawa.
On the other side, Goto seemed to see some disappointment in Kurozawa's eyes, and a surge of anger instantly rose in his heart.
Moreover, every attack missed, and the feeling of delivering heavy punches only to hit air made Goto feel exceptionally frustrated.
Veins pulsed on his forehead, and he roared in a low voice, "Stop running! Fight me head-on!"
Kurozawa blinked.
The next second, Lefty, which was mostly responsible for defense, suddenly contracted, and then transformed into the Demon Blade form on Kurozawa's left arm.
Goto was stunned, not understanding why.
There was a reason why all Parasitic Organisms attacked using flesh tentacles.
Even though the body could change in a thousand ways, the most suitable killing method for a Parasitic Organism was always the combination of flesh tentacles and Metal Blades. As long as the attack speed was fast enough and the damage sharp enough, that was sufficient.
Simply condensing into a single blade would increase hardness, but overall, it was actually a suppression of one's own strength.
"I don't need you to hold back."
Perhaps misunderstanding something, anger appeared on Goto's face.
Kurozawa chuckled, saying nothing, but responding to Goto with action.
In an instant, the Demon Blade slashed horizontally, and the cold, pure white blade light filled Goto's vision.
*Clang!*
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