Chapter 045 High School Student's Misery
Chidori's plan went smoothly. It was impossible for him to face Muzan Muzan alone.
The alien space was originally designated for Chidori to enter, but under the influence of Chidori's bloodline order, all the people around him who had lived for a hundred years were taken down together.
Although he felt that those pillars might be of no use to Wuwu, they were at least a fighting force, and he could stand behind them.
The most important one is of course Tanjiro. Chidori has tried it on several demons, and Muzan Muzan is indeed afraid of Chizen who almost killed his successor Kuniichi on his own.
As for Tanjiro, although he didn't know why, he knew that the opponent was obviously the successor of Kuniichi. His earrings and sword moves were what Mukuro feared the most.
However, when he saw the murderous attack directed at him and the inhuman blood-red tentacles, Chidori's face turned pale.
If Tanjiro hadn't pulled him back, he would have really taken the blow head-on.
He ran away very tactfully, trying to increase the distance between them, but just as a string rang, the surroundings seemed to be made up of countless wooden boards flashing, and the distance between him and Wu Cang was suddenly close.
Tsk, what a trouble! His control over ghosts is greater than Wu Man’s only when he sees the ghosts in person. Now he has no way to control them remotely.
So, the problem must be with Muzan Kibutsuji Musou, the evil guy who tried to catch them all in one fell swoop.
Muzan Muzan, who had completely lost his human form, looked at Chidori, whose face was pale, smiled, and said fiercely: "Don't worry, I will eat you up thoroughly."
He might not be completely unaware of Chidori's plan, but he still stepped into the trap because he was angry and didn't want to wait any longer.
By eating his own self from another world, the influence of his self-explosion will definitely disappear, and his strength can even be raised to a higher level.
"You're just a piece of shit who only thinks about food." Chidori cursed secretly and pulled Tanjiro over to block Wuhen's attack.
Wuwu's strength dropped a lot after his last self-explosion. Coupled with the influence of the alien world, he could only rely on the ghosts that controlled the space to deal with it for a while.
Tsk, that group of people are too slow. I volunteered to be the bait, so the others and the ghosts please be more aggressive.
Chidori thought so, and the next second, the movement of space stopped. Muzan Muzan seemed to realize something and roared in anger: "Naruto! What are you doing?!"
Chidori breathed a sigh of relief knowing that Tamayo and Yushiro had succeeded. In that case, the battlefield can be left to Tanjiro and these pillars.
Tengen Uzui looked at Chidori who was retreating continuously, and couldn't help but let out a "tsk".
This guy just came up with a plan, and the rest was pretty much all done by the Demon Slayer Corps, or they just delegated the work to other people.
Even though they are annoying, since we really found Muzan Muzan, we should still protect this guy!
He casually blocked Chidori's attack and turned around to tell him to run, only to see that he had already turned around and ran further away.
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The sound of swords clashing, the sounds of fighting, and the sounds of roars and shouts all echoed together not far away, a thousand years ago.
He was still standing not far away watching all this. This scene seemed exactly the same as what happened in the Eternal Bliss Church a few days ago.
Chidori is wearing the school uniform he wore when he first came to this world today. He has a feeling that he will have to go back soon.
Obviously, he wanted to make a big fuss at the beginning and wanted to make Uzumaki Yoshiya fall into the mud, but now, it seems that nothing has been accomplished.
As long as he does not interfere in the battle ahead, this group of people will not be able to kill Muzan Muzan before dawn.
After dawn, Ubuyashiki Yoshiya's final deadline will arrive, and he will truly die.
As long as he hesitated a little, he could find many reasons, such as he was just an ordinary person, or he forgot the time.
He knew that as long as Muzan died tragically in the end, even the Demon Slayer Corps would not be able to find fault with him.
The suppressed devil in his heart seemed to be causing trouble again, and the ever-present desire to kill tempted him.
Even though he might never be able to surpass Ubuyashiki Kōya in his entire life, if he could kill him once, it would be enough to make him feel at ease every day he returned.
Those rosy red eyes were fixed on the battlefield, and there seemed to be no emotion in them. However, if you stood next to him, you could feel his increasingly rapid breathing.
This was not a car accident outside the operating room caused by him, nor was it a decision made with a knife in hand. He didn't have to do anything but wait a little.
His fingers twitched, perhaps because he felt a chill, and he subconsciously hugged his shoulders and rubbed his sleeves.
As if she sensed something, Chidori lowered her head and looked at the marks on her cuffs that were not there before. It must have been torn at some point and had been sewn up by someone.
He recognized it; it was Tianyin's usual stitch, but he didn't know when she had done it.
After staring for a long while, he slowly looked away. Well, although he didn't want to admit it, what he felt just now was not joy.
He will only do things that benefit himself. Since this thing cannot bring him any benefit in return, there is no need to do it.
So, Chidori took a step forward, and the cold command influenced Muzan Muzan's movements.
When Chidori was hesitating alone, Muzan Muzan seemed to have said something even more hateful than what he said, and the attacks of these people became more and more fierce as if they were cheating.
What happens next is probably a bloody scene, where the enraged boy uses the move that his opponent fears the most, risking his life, and with the help of his companions, he completely chops off his enemy's head.
Almost everyone couldn't suppress their shock and confusion when they saw Muzan Muzan's head falling off, and after the realization, they were filled with unbelievable ecstasy.
Everyone was seriously injured, except Chidori who was standing not far away. He looked at the scene coldly, which seemed to make everyone laugh.
He walked step by step to the head of Muzan Kibutsuji. He raised a brilliant smile and said with a smile: "Stop your growth."
In this state, Muzan Muzan is obviously no match for Chidori. Chidori can even control him with just a simple command.
His body was still standing. If Chidori hadn't been there, he could still change his form and escape, but now! His own blood was refusing his orders!
Muzan Muzan used blood to create countless demons and controlled each and every one of them. Unexpectedly, he would become one of them now.
Chidori looked at him glaring at her and her smile became more brilliant. The first time they met was when the ghost controlled by Wuwu was controlled by him. Now they were very similar to then.
In pursuit of the degree of restoration, he lifted his leg, and the tip of his leather shoe landed on Wuwu's seaweed-like hair. He pressed down hard, forcing Wuwu to close his mouth that wanted to say something.
Perhaps it was the desire to survive that prevailed. Wuhen didn't even care about being humiliated. He screamed angrily, "You and I are one person. You can have the same power as I do. What's the point of becoming a human who will die in a hundred years!"
Chidori raised an eyebrow. Wupeng wanted to continue speaking, but he felt his strength increase. The younger man's voice was flat and cold: "You are such a disgusting and cowardly thing. You are not qualified to be compared with me."
"Live a long life and then stay in the gutter like a rat forever like you, why do you think such a life is better than a rich young man enjoying money and power?"
Chidori said this sincerely. He really felt that this self and himself were not of the same species, and their IQs were completely different.
He was careful not to let the blood on Muzan Muzan's head dirty the soles of his shoes, otherwise it would be difficult to explain if he was found with blood when he returned.
Muzan Muzan's vitality was fading, and Naruto, who controlled the Infinite Castle, naturally could not resist anymore, and the Infinite Castle slowly appeared on the ground.
It was still dark, and Chidori and Wupo were separated from the pillars. Wupo was surprised and said:
"As long as you let me go today, I can give you whatever you want. You can understand, people like us just want to live an upright life."
Chidori had lost interest by this time, so he just kicked Wuhan's head away from him.
Seeing his expression, she slowly spoke: "Yes, I can understand, but you can also understand my desire to tear the person who bullied me into pieces."
Wu He's eyes were bloodshot, and he stared at Chidori with his rose-red ghostly pupils. When he was about to say something again, he saw Chidori squatting down and looking at him.
"You are different from Umayashiki. As for the reason, why should I answer you?" He held his head high. Although he was looking at me straight, his eyes were indeed condescending. "Don't compare me with you. I am just a law-abiding high school student."
Muzan Kibutsuji obviously couldn't accept Chidori's words. He roared, "What are you talking about? You were just influenced by humans and became a weakling!"
"What nonsense are you talking about? I am a human being. You chose the wrong partner from the beginning."
Chidori's face turned cold again, and those rosy red eyes glanced at Wuwu. He looked at Wuwu who was slowly turning into ashes, and reached out his hand to close those eyes that were full of hatred and fear.
He didn't want to look any further. Even if he thought of the other person as someone else in his heart, he didn't want to look at "himself" with such a look.
After Muzan Muzan disappeared completely, the sun rose, and the first ray of sunlight fell on half of Chidori's body, while the rest of her body was immersed in shadow.
He may never be a good person, or he may be restrained from doing anything bad for his entire life.
I can't be like the kind and steady Sanuya Kagawa, nor do I hate the stupid and inhuman Muzan Kibutsuji Muzan.
To him, the sunlight is warm but not dazzling. At least he doesn't hate it. People's attraction to the sun is ingrained in their bones.
The hands that were raised to block the sunlight became somewhat transparent, and Chidori let out a breath, her expression showing a rare tranquility.
Now, the morning light had risen and it was time for him to go home.