Demon Slayer: The Swordsman Coming Out of Sagiri Mountain

Infinity city.

"My lord, my subordinates are incompetent. I went to check and kill the ghost hunter's headquarters this time, but I couldn't find the location of the ghost hunter's protagonist. There are too many people in the way."

"Just like the previous actions, this time the owner of Ubuyashiki also retreated and hid in the deep mountain full of wisteria flowers as if he had predicted it in advance."

Hei Si Mou made a summary for this operation.

This is the worst result after discussing with Oni Wu Tsuji in advance, and it is also the basic indicator that can be achieved in the past. Destroying most of the source of life force of the ghost hunter organization, for half a century, I am afraid that they will all Can't recover.

Onimai Tsuji stood on the stage expressionlessly.

The slightly empty Infinite City only has the figures of the first and third quarters. According to the previous meetings, no matter whether it is the first quarter or the last quarter in the twelve ghost months, the number of people can be guaranteed to be four to five, but now there are only two. It is still him. It can be regarded as the winding of strength.

From this point of view, the city is indeed deserted.

He just called all the lower strings to Infinity City to clean them, and killed almost all of them, leaving no one behind.It stands to reason that he should not have failed to wind up. What he should consider is how to make up for the existing vacancies.

But it wasn't until he summoned the finalists of this session that he realized that he was wrong. During the gap of nearly hundreds of years, the gap between the Twelve Ghost Moons was so great that even he, the founder, couldn't tell. the point of view.

Especially Xiaxian, who is also Twelve Ghost Moons, through investigating the memories of these guys, Wu Mi found that these people did not carry out the tasks he had given them well at all, but ran away in a swarm when they saw Zhuji.

In a rage, Wu Mi beheaded all these incompetent guys, and now he has fallen into a situation where no one can use him.

Originally, Guiwu Tsuji should be angry about the actions of Hei Si Mou and Yi Wo Zuo this time, but the situation forced...

"Get up."

Yiwozuo's eyes widened in disbelief, facing the unusually gentle Oni Wu Tsuji Wumi, he didn't feel like he was being pardoned at all.

And Hei Si Mou got up very calmly. As a traditional warrior, he has followed this monarch for a long time, nearly thousands of years. He has experienced it, so the temporary gains and losses have little effect on him.

"You have completed the task very well this time. In other words, without me, this situation should be expected."

Oni Wu Tsuji looked up at the sky of Infinite City.

Just as Yuya Ubuyashiki would perceive his existence ignorantly in his sleep at night, so did he, who always felt that he was still involved in this boring world.

The blood of a certain family flows through his body, which is the proof of his time as a human being, and it is this fetter that he regards as scum that has saved his enemies time and time again.

How many years will it take to completely eradicate the Mibuyashiki family?
This is Guiwu Tsuji's only regret and wish after finding the blue Bana flower. He desperately wants to complete this task, destroy all enemies, and evolve into a perfect creature. There is no more successful life than this .

"Master Wu Mi..."

Seemingly sensing the regret in Gui Wu Tsuji's heart, Yi Wo Zuo, who has always been loyal, uttered a little guilty.

"Yiwozuo, I have always valued you very much, because I think you can go farther than others, so I am so strict with you. Every time I assign tasks, you always try your best to complete them. That comforts me.”

Onimai Tsuji Muchan smiled.

Yi Wozuo was both moved and terrified: "Where, my subordinates have failed you many times. It is your greatest grace not to be executed."

Hei Si Mou turned his face slightly, as if he knew something.

"Become stronger, Yiwozuo, the martial arts you have pursued for hundreds of years should have a result, although in my opinion it is just like a child's play, but if you touch that field, Presumably you can also become a little bit more mature, at least you won't let yourself down."

Gui Wu Tsuji stretched out his hand, and a giant arm appeared in a squirm, like a monster with teeth and claws.

Yiwozuo knelt on the ground, trembling.

With a pop, the cone-shaped probe of the giant arm sank into his skin, and the blood was pushed into his body wave after wave like a beating heart.

Burning, irritation, pain, these feelings kept coming towards Yiwozuo.

The so-called becoming stronger is not a very beautiful thing, it means accepting the blood bestowed by the monarch. Many ghosts are eager for this scene to happen, but they are also afraid of it happening.

Because the blood of the monarch is not only a medicine that can make them stronger, but also a poison that can take their lives.

During Oni Wu Tsuji's long career as a ghost king, many ghosts died because they couldn't bear the gift of blood, and those who survived would become stronger.

If you want to become a qualified winding, you need to give blood at least several times. Everyone has come this way, but each time will require more blood than once.

Nearly 5 minutes later, Yi Wozuo's body was obviously swollen, all the major meridians of the body were abrupt, and bright red blood overflowed from the eyes, nose and ears where there were holes.

"My lord, that's enough."

Hei Si Mou's cold voice sounded from the side.

He could see that Yiwozuo was on the verge of collapse, and the most terrifying thing about receiving blood was not the period of injection, but the residual period of entering the body after injection, and would suffer severe backlash.

Many guys would burst into a puddle of blood because they couldn't bear such backlash.

"What's the matter, Yiwozuo, has this reached the limit? Is this the highest level you want? Now I'm giving you a chance to reach that level. Are you going to give up when you get here?"

There was a crazy smile on Guiwu Tsuji Wuyou's face, and he murmured like a devil whispering.

Yiwozuo raised his head slowly, struggling hard, but there was a firm look in his eyes.

"No, subordinate... this subordinate can still bear it..."

He had been waiting hundreds of years for this moment.

After 10 minutes, the ground in front of Gui Wu Tsuji was already a puddle of blood, only a lump of flesh was still wriggling, transparent in color, covered with blood vessels, as if it was gestating some kind of life.

"It's a terrible obsession to die and come back to life. You will become a strong man."

Hei Si Mou turned around, leaving only this sentence.

And the piece of meat also squirmed, as if responding.