The battlefield was no longer a battlefield.
It was a slaughterhouse.
The demons of Hell had come expecting resistance, screams, blood…
But what they got was him.
The Doom Slayer.
He stood amidst a black tide of demonic filth—barely a second before he began.
Then…
BOOM!
The Combat Shotgun barked.A hell imp's chest exploded like a blood bag.Another leapt—he caught it mid-air and snapped its spine backwards, throwing the mangled corpse into a cluster of demons like a cannonball.
The Hell Priest screamed, "KILL HIM! HE MUST NOT LIVE!"
But the demons…They hesitated.
They backed away.
"No...no no NO!" one howled."It's him! He's here!"
Even demons of Hell feel fear.And now… they reeked of it.
Their bodies twitched uncontrollably.Some fell to the dirt, crawling away on all fours like rats.Some shrieked so hard their throats tore.
The Slayer advanced.
He ripped the Shield Saw from his back.A bright ring ignited around it, spinning violently.
VZZZHHHRRMMM—SHRRAAKKK!!
He sliced a Baron's leg off, then stabbed the other through the throat. The demon's dying roars echoed as its body burned from within.
Then came the Chained Mace, swinging in a full arc.The spiked iron ball crushed three skulls in a single swing—bone and brain matter flying like gore confetti.
Kagaya, from the HQ tower, watched through the smoke and said just two words:
"God's Wrath."
Hell's Army Shattered
Knights of Hell—eight feet tall, wielding flame swords—rushed in.They swung down.
The Slayer blocked it with his shoulder, unflinching. His armor hummed, then discharged kinetic force.
The Knight's arm shattered.
"RAAAGHHH—!"
The Slayer kicked him in the chest.His ribs cracked like twigs and his massive body was launched through three others behind him.
The Slayer grabbed the Super Shotgun, aimed at the nearest demon—BOOM!
A direct hit. It split in half from chest to groin.
Then… The World Froze.
He reached back.
The battlefield… stopped breathing.
Demons… froze.
The sky… dimmed red.
His hand closed around the Crucible.
The runes burned with ancient rage—red lightning crackling across its surface as the blade extended in molten crimson.
The ground quaked.
Even Muzan backed away.
"What...what is that weapon…?"
"That's not a weapon," whispered Gyomei, trembling."That's judgment."
Total Annihilation
The Crucible came down like a god's verdict.
A giant Hell Titan, thirty feet tall, raised its arms to block—Too slow.
SSSKRRRRAAAAAMMMM!!!
The Crucible cut clean through it, splitting the beast from skull to stomach.It collapsed like a tower, spraying fire and entrails.
Rip.Tear.Rip.Tear.
The chainsaw tore through a Pinky demon's back, splitting it down the spine.
The Shield Sawboomeranged through a row of demons like a disc of death, then returned to his hand smoking.
A Knight tried to run.
The Slayer grabbed him by the horn, snapped his neck with one twist, and threw him into the Hell Priest's throne.
Witnesses of Wrath
The Hashiras stood stunned, weapons shaking in their grip.
Sanemi—who once laughed at him—now stood still, jaw clenched, eyes wide.
"He's not a man…"
Tanjiro's voice was barely a whisper. "He's not even a god."
Giyu watched, hands tightening on the hilt of his sword. "He's what the demons fear."
Doma muttered, "...I don't think I can smile anymore."
Even Muzan—who'd faced centuries of battle—stood pale, silent.
They all watched as the Slayer stood in the center of a field of corpses.
Hell's army—shattered.
Hell Priest—gone.
And not a single scratch on him.