Chapter 254

When they heard the name of Muzan Muzan, not only did Muzan Muzan look over, but the emotions of the two pillars also changed obviously.

"Muzan Kibutsuji - isn't this guy the Second Upper Moon?" Fuzugawa Miyamoto slashed the sluggish Whip with his sword, and the blue light had repaired the penetrating wounds on his body. His bloodshot eyes stared at Douma's completely repaired body.

"You don't dare to stand here yourself, so you can only use the bodies of your subordinates?" I asked seriously, "Are you afraid?"

Muzan Kibutsuji narrowed his eyes. Douma was half naked, but his face - including his two colorful eyes with numbers engraved on them - remained the same.

"Oh? Did you figure it out?" Douma spoke, his voice still the same as before, and did not move closer to Muzan Muzan's original voice.

It seems that he is really good at manipulation.

Sure enough, after saying this, he clenched his fingers, and his long fingertips pierced into the flesh of his palms, and a large amount of dark red gas emerged. As his hands opened, two ice dolls jumped out.

However, unlike the ice doll that Douma used to perform his own blood demon art, this ice doll is not transparent in color, but dark red stained with the blood of Muzan Kibutsuji.

Perhaps it’s because this blood demon art itself belongs to Douma, so the little doll’s face has an expression that truly looks like Douma’s, and it even makes a creepy “crunching” sound, accompanied by the sound of ice rubbing against each other, which makes people’s hair stand on end.

Time did not stop because of my thinking. Only the torn clothes recorded the traces of injuries. Jiya and Giyuu attacked again. With the sound of Genya's gunshot as cover, the bullets were burning with Nezuko's explosive blood, and Tanjiro's God of Fire Kagura: Burning Bone Flame Yang spun and chopped from top to bottom.

The flower on his ear made Muzan Muzan's pupils shrink. I took this opportunity to force the vines under the ground to turn out. The place that was already enough to be called a ruin was stirred up with a large amount of dust and gravel, which was blinding for a moment.

Muzan Muzan leaped into the air, and used his whip to break free from the vines that were entangled with me. He did not choose to cut off my vines to allow them to regenerate, but used this method to suppress my movements. At the same time, the two ice puppets faced Fuzugawa Saneya and Tomioka Giyuu on the left and right respectively.

He then turned around in the air and kicked Tanjiro right in the stomach, avoiding the opponent's breathing method and throwing Tanjiro out, right in the direction of Genya.

At this moment, because of the huge movement of the vines just now, the roofs of the collapsed houses were lifted up, and the things originally stored underneath were directly turned up due to the shaking of the ground.

From my perspective, a "person" popped up from the ground.

No, my vines have already confirmed when they were crawling underground that there is no life underneath. How is that possible!

With my back to him, I saw that "this person" was wearing a red haori on his upper body, and a white sash between his black hakama on his lower body. His black hair was tied at the back. I guessed that he was holding a knife in his hand, and more than one, because I could see several knife tips protruding from the side.

There was no breath - because the green light was spreading throughout the entire area, I had a very detailed perception to replace my eyes.

However, all my perceptions are directed towards two things: life and evil.

This person does not have either of these two things.

This is neither a human nor a ghost.

It's just a machine.

But it was this thing that looked like a statue, a puppet, and a machine, which could not even be seen clearly in such a smoky and rubble-filled environment, that disrupted Muzan Muzan's aura.

The original feeling of ease disappeared instantly, and I saw that what was standing in front of me was the tentacles that had been wrapping around my body without me knowing when.

"Ji! Guo! Yuan! Yi!" The sound came out from the throat of Douma's body word by word, and the feeling as if his teeth were constantly colliding made people clearly notice his changing emotions.

Not only him, but this drastic change of emotions even affected every element in his cells.

I turned around and saw that even Mr. Komaji and Nezuko, who had already escaped from his control, trembled for a moment.

This face has such a great impact.

All the strength in his body was instantly withdrawn from him, and I felt something crawling over from the ground - it was another kind of vampire magic.

At the moment when he violently withdrew his power, all his energy was focused. For us, this was undoubtedly a flaw, and even this momentary flaw was enough.

I threw away the vines that were freed from the thorn whip and woven them on the ground. At the same time, the two Feng Shui pillars jumped up from both sides, and two single-point breathing skills directly nailed the Sun Blade into Douma's body. One up and one down, piercing through the neck and stomach, and at the same time, the hands on Douma's body were also pierced between the two swords.

The whip that was swinging to attack Sanemi and Giyuu was almost blocked by Tanjiro and Genya with their own strength.

However, his real power was not directed towards the members of the Demon Slayer Corps, nor towards me, but towards that thing that was either a puppet or a machine.

At this moment, the puppet that had been hit by the whip tilted its body, but strangely, the collapsed stones under its feet caused the uncontrolled "him" to lose his balance and fall backwards, avoiding the beheading blow and falling on me.

I looked down and saw that whoever made "this person" must have put a lot of effort into it, even the markings on the face were very detailed - this is clearly the face of the Warring States swordsman.

Tsugumi Kuniyoshi, yes - this is the name that Muzan Muzan just called out.

It was after seeing this puppet that Muzan Muzan wanted to get rid of him first without any regard for the consequences, and even immediately thought of backing out. Even though it was a puppet - it made him instinctively make this decision, and he made this decision without having to think.

Has his fear of the swordsman reached such a level?

At this moment, dawn broke, and the sun first shone on Mr. Komaji, who was on the outside. Not only did the sunlight not cause any harm to him, but it also eroded the demon blood that had just been forcibly injected into his body by Muzan Kibutsuji.

At this moment, the ground was empty, and doors and windows suddenly appeared to replace the ground that should have been on the ground.

This is the aura I just felt. The moment the Jiguoyuan doll appeared and the moment Muzan Muzan saw him, the escape route had already been arranged.

I randomly grabbed one of the six Sun Blades in the puppet's hand and cut it on my fingertips, forcing out a drop of transparent seed with my compressed power, which fell silently into the empty Infinite City along with some rubble.

A gust of wind blew by, and Mr. Komaji, holding me in one hand and the doll of Tsukikoku Yuichi in the other, stepped on the edge of the Infinite Castle and avoided the fate of falling directly.

At the same time, the vines I just formed served as a landing point so that the other five members did not fall directly into the Infinite City.

The two pillars nailed Douma's body to the vines tightly, and a huge amount of blood flowed into the Infinite Castle like a ball of squirming mud due to the direction of gravity.

That is the blood collection of Muzan Muzan!

Before the sunlight completely shone over me, I finally met those colorful eyes. Through those eyes, I seemed to be able to see the vertical pupils of Muzan Kibutsuji.

The next second, there was a clang sound, all the openings closed, and we fell to the ground.

Tanjiro took off his haori and quickly covered the shrunken Nezuko with it, and quickly hugged her. In the fight just now, the box used to carry Nezuko had been crushed to pieces.

My vines are made of light, so they are not light-blocking at all.

Oh, and there’s also a doll of Mr. Yuanyi!

I quickly asked Mr. Komaji to put Mr. Yuichi's doll in front, which completely blocked the sunlight that would shine on Nezuko. In the gradually dissipating body of Douma, I was finally able to completely let go of my tense nerves, closed my eyes in the warm sunlight, and slowly fell asleep.

When I was in a daze, I felt a hand pulling me down, as if I was under the sea, and through the screen, I felt someone above me shouting at me.

From a long distance away, his mouth opened and closed, as if he was saying something, but I couldn't hear clearly and couldn't understand.

——Koukou!

Call...me?

A feeling of weightlessness swept through my body, and I opened my eyes suddenly. Directly above my vision was the wooden ceiling, and the pillow under my head was soft, and the smell of blood was completely eliminated.

I was covered with a quilt, but I was not indoors. Instead, I was lying in the corridor. The beautiful sunshine was shining on me, making me feel warm as soon as I woke up. All the injuries on my body had already healed.

I sat up with my arms propped up, and felt a sharp pain in my head and a lingering palpitation, which made my breathing a little short. But it soon disappeared. It seemed that I had just dreamed of someone, but now that I woke up, it seemed that I didn't remember anything.

I raised my hand and touched the side of my face. I didn't know how long my skin had been exposed to the sun, but I didn't feel any warmth. My fingertips were following the direction of the sun, and transparent green vines were spreading. I turned my head and found that the entire courtyard was covered with vines, and even the beams and pillars were covered with curled vine branches.

How long did I sleep?

Have you recovered all the sleep you missed before?

When I lifted the quilt, I realized that I was completely naked. I was embarrassed. Although I have been reincarnated into many different races, it was really embarrassing to be completely naked as a human.

Even when there was no one around, I could still feel my whole body getting hot.

The slightest movement made my lower body feel stiff, and when I looked down, I saw that my limbs to my waist had all become part of the vines.

In this state, there is really no way for me to wear anything.

I closed my eyes. The vines were like my body. I controlled every tiny branch and slowly took this power back into my body.

As the power of the sunlight stored in the branches returned, I felt my whole body relax. With a long sigh, I pulled up the quilt and wrapped it around my waist.

At the end of my hair, which is already longer than my height, there are small buds that cannot be retracted. Every strand of hair is like my hand and can be controlled by me.

This is no longer a human body. After a series of mishaps, I am on the path to the "spirit" that my teacher had imagined for me at the beginning, and there is no turning back.

I lifted my legs and stepped barefoot on the dirt in the yard. The wet feeling made me want to bury myself completely in it for a moment.

Bathed in the sunshine, I opened my arms and closed my eyes. The ghost blood that had made me uncomfortable before had been completely absorbed by the sunshine. The discomfort in my body disappeared, and I felt as if I was supposed to live under this sun forever.

As this thought came to my mind, the emptiness left by the dream that I could no longer remember disappeared instantly, and a sense of belonging arose spontaneously.