Demon Slayer: The Demon King is actually a weak girl?!

The bright red blood light and the white feathers emitting black mist intertwined, making a clanging sound.

However, the attack range of the One Form was limited, and the number of Kamae Nue's feathers was too large. The feathers that were just outside Muzan's attack range seemed to have life. They aimed at the gaps and pierced into Muzan's flesh one by one along the same center point.

The black uniform was stained with red blood, taking on a dark red hue, as if foreshadowing some kind of death.

At this time, Nezuko, who was lying on the ground, also recovered from her wounds. She looked fierce, her body grew to the size of an adult woman, and she quickly stood in front of Muzan and kicked at Kama-nushi.

"A ghost should act like a ghost. If you help humans, you will have no future!" Kamune released white birds in annoyance.

He was only upset with Nezuko because he couldn't kill her, and the first thing she did after she recovered from her wounds was to hit him.

Then he would just have to go on cutting her into pieces.

The white birds opened their bloody mouths and bit Nezuko's arms, legs, and beautiful face like moths to a flame.

Muzan quickly swung his knife at the white birds to prevent them from hurting Nezuko in front of her eyes.

"Nezuko!" Muzan glared at Kamadae, "Come at me alone if you dare, don't hurt innocent people!"

——"If someone else interferes, will the performance not be counted on me?"

This is what Wuzan is most worried about.

However, Kamae thought she was just being righteous. Not only did he not explain, he proudly pointed to the large container covering Tanjiro and introduced him to Muzan: "Look, there is another companion of yours in there."

"Tanjiro? It's Tanjiro, right?" Muzan showed a look of pain and anger, "He is a very important companion of mine, what did you do to him? And Nezuko is also an important companion of mine, how dare you hurt my companion like this..."

As she spoke, two lines of tears dripped down her long lower eyelashes.

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Inside the container, in Tanjiro's subconscious.

Tanjiro's long-deceased relatives appeared with holy light shining on them and gently lifted up his head.

"Tanjiro, wake up." They called gently.

Tanjiro opened his eyes drowsily, and could only smell the fragrance of grass and the cool breeze blowing on his face.

He sobered up a little.

"Tanjiro," they told him, "Wake up, Nezuko needs you, and Mushi needs you too, they are all worried about you."

"Nezuko, and...Xiaowu?"

Tanjiro was stunned, and after a few seconds of calm, his emotions soon surged up like a tsunami.

He opened his eyes from the container with a start, and what he saw was pitch-black darkness.

"It's not time to lie here and sleep, Nezuko and Xiaowu, they are still waiting for me!

I have to get out of here!"

The black blade was pulled out, and Tanjiro put all his strength into it: "Water Breathing, Second Form - Waterwheel!"

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"哐哐哐——!!"

There were bursts of loud noises and explosions. Muzan and Kamae looked over in surprise and saw Tanjiro standing in a pile of container debris, holding a knife in both hands and with a determined look in his eyes.

Wuzan's breath was choked suddenly——

"Oh no, the anime protagonist really has a cheat!"

If we continue to let this go on, Kamahue's head will definitely be snatched away by Tanjiro!

"Forget it!" Muzan gritted his teeth and thought, "No matter if it's reasonable or not, I must not let him take my life this time.

"Since he's out, why not just use him as a witness?"

"Xiao Wu!" On the other side of the fragment, Tanjiro raised his sword, leaned forward, and pretended to rush over, "Here I come!"

A drop of cold sweat dripped down Wuzan's forehead, and he roared in his heart——

"No, don't come over here!!"

Time was urgent, so there was no time to think of any nice words. Muzan rushed towards Kamae without hesitation: "Breath of Blood——"

"Water Breathing—"

Tanjiro, who was far away, also prepared to attack, thinking to himself, "I'm going to help Xiaowu!"

"Land Type——"

One step faster, one step faster, and one step faster!

"One Type——"

Catch up, catch up, I want to catch up!

Muzan took a deep breath, racing against time: "Star Tail Falling Mountain·Blood of Evil!"

"Surface..." Tanjiro's face changed, "No!"

He quickly put the knife back.

Ah, why is Xiao Wu standing in front of him? He can’t use any of his tricks!

“Wow—crack!”

With a painful sound, Muzan raised his sword and slashed it, and in front of Fu Nue's incredulous eyes, he took off the ghost head from his neck at lightning speed.

Kamune's eyes widened, he almost doubted the existence of a ghost!

He still couldn't figure out whether the girl in front of him was strong or weak.

If it was strong, why was he so slow and amateurish before? Before he could react, his head was far away from his body.

If it is weak, then what is it now?

How could he just...

“Damn it, I’m so unwilling…” Kamae’s head kept shedding tears, “I’m one of the Twelve Demon Moons, why would I be…”

In his sight, Muzan's feet came over. Kamune raised his head with difficulty, only to see Muzan looking down at him, and sheathing his sword expressionlessly.

The blade flashed with a faint blood-red light, which gradually sank into the pitch-black scabbard.

A familiar feeling of oppression swept over him, and Fu Nue's eyes trembled slightly.

“Could it be… could it be that she is…”

But before he could figure it out, his head and body had turned to ashes and he could no longer think.