Chapter 122

In the dim room, Douma, wearing the clothes of the leader of the Eternal Paradise, sat like a good baby, with a faint smile on his face.

Although the Eternal Paradise has a small number of believers, it has three sites and the believers are scattered.

Not long ago, the Eternal Paradise site in Osaka was destroyed in the aftermath of the battle, so Douma also moved to the Eternal Paradise site in Saitama Prefecture. Anyway, for it, it doesn't matter where it is, it's just a change of place to listen to those stupid believers continue to repeat stupid prayers.

However, Douma is not facing those stupid believers who he doesn't understand now. Standing in front of Douma is a sharp back.

A colorful suit vest, a white top hat, straight trousers, and slightly curly black hair.

"You mean, two strange ghosts? Demons with strength comparable to upper strings?" A cold and light voice sounded, and a very terrifying momentum slowly brewed in the dim room.

However, Douma didn't seem to be affected by the suffocating breath at all, and his body began to sway slightly happily.

"Ah~ It's been a long time since I met Master Muzan~ Master Muzan is still so majestic~" Douma thought in his heart.

At the same time, Douma said frivolously: "Yes~ One of the demons seems to have become a pillar of the Demon Slayer Corps. I originally wanted to catch this strange little guy and give it to Master Muzan, but suddenly another strange demon appeared~ It's very powerful, and it feels like it's almost the same as Lord Akaza~ Plus it's almost dawn, I can only retreat regretfully~"

As he said that, Douma crouched down and said with a smile: "I'm so useless~ Master Muzan, please punish me~ Well, you can also chop off my head."

Swish! The figure in front of Douma turned around quickly, with scarlet vertical pupils like the most terrifying dark emperor, exuding a terrifying murderous intent that would make all evil spirits tremble. There was only a deep chill on his cold face, and his cold eyes looked down at any creature as if he was looking at an inferior creature.

"Head? Do I really need your head?" Muzan Kibutsuji said in an extremely cold tone, and his eyes were full of displeasure when he looked at Douma. He never liked Douma's pretentious look, and he didn't like Douma's empty feelings even more.

Crash! As soon as the voice fell, several flesh and blood tentacles suddenly burst out of Muzan's body, and rushed towards Douma like lightning.

Douma naturally noticed this scene, but he didn't move, allowing those tentacles to pierce his body, even the temple of his head.

Puff! It was unknown whether the tentacle penetrated into Douma's brain, but Douma groaned, and the tentacle that had drilled into Douma's temple was also constantly squirming.

And Muzan's scarlet vertical pupils soon reflected a series of pictures.

When he saw the demonized Shinichi, Muzan frowned. Unlike Shinichi, Shinichi had a deep hatred for Muzan, but Muzan had no impression of Shinichi at all. Over the past thousand years, the number of humans who died at Muzan's hands was simply incalculable.

But the familiar aura that erupted from Shinichi still made a certain memory nerve of Muzan jump, and a figure from hundreds of years ago gradually overlapped with Shinichi's figure.

"Senki? An annoying little ghost!" Muzan cursed with disgust. Hundreds of years ago, it accidentally sensed that a ghost could survive in the sun. At that time, Muzan was so excited that he was about to go crazy. As long as he swallowed the ghost named Moriki Shunichi, why would he waste his energy looking for the blue spider lily!

But when Muzan really found Moriki Shunichi and swallowed half of him with great expectation, he was shocked to find that the so-called survival in the sun was just to let himself shed most of his demon power and cover himself like a piece of clothing, while he himself was like a weak human.

It was like Muzan wanted to eat a sweet cake, but ended up with a piece of cake.

What made Muzan even more furious was that the little bastard Moriki Shunichi actually slipped away from his hand, which made Muzan even more unacceptable. Now seeing that familiar momentum again, Muzan naturally couldn't hide his anger.

But the martial ghost that appeared in Douma's memory made Muzan's pupils shrink, and the anger in his tone turned into disdain and disgust, "The little mouse in the gutter has also revealed its tail? Haha, Shoku, you have been hiding for a thousand years, and finally you can't hold it back?"

On the other side, Douma, who was pierced by the tentacles, still had a smile on his face, because while the tentacles were stirring in his head, Douma also recalled a lot of things that he had forgotten, "Wu~Kotoha-chan, what a familiar name, I remember, she is a very cute and stupid woman~"

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Demon Slayer Corps Headquarters.

DistanceThree months after the disappearance of Mori Pillar Shinichi Moriki, the sad atmosphere in the Demon Slayer Corps has also faded a bit. After all, sacrifice has always been the main theme of the Demon Slayer Corps. Every day, swordsmen may sacrifice their lives to kill evil spirits. There have been many sacrifices over the past hundreds of years.

In the Butterfly House, Flower Pillar Kanae frowned her beautiful eyebrows and looked at the small figure in the house with some worry.

"Shinobu, is it really okay for you to be like this? If you have any worries, you can tell your sister. Don't embarrass yourself like this." Kanae said with concern.

Because the Wind Pillar Shimizu and the Deep Pillar Sato arrived in time, the seriously injured Kanae was also able to be treated in time. Although there were many hidden injuries on her body, which reduced her combat effectiveness a lot, she was not in danger of life after all. After more than two months of recuperation, Kanae was able to hold the Sun Wheel Sword again.

After waking up, she learned that Shinichi might die in the battle, and Kanae was also very sad. Especially when she learned that Shinichi at that time was to cover up Xiao Shinobu and herself who was seriously injured, Kanae blamed herself even more.

But what made Kanae even more sad was that Shinichi's possible sacrifice also deeply stimulated her sister Kocho Shinobu. After returning to the Demon Slayer Corps, Kocho Shinobu locked herself in a small dark room for a whole month.

When Kocho Shinobu walked out of the small dark room, all those who knew her were stunned. Compared with the previous impulsive and straightforward Kocho Shinobu, Kocho Shinobu who walked out of the small dark room seemed to have changed her soul.

A gentle smile began to hang on her face, and her tone became soft and gentle. She would no longer be full of gunpowder, and she always spoke softly.

With the Kocho haori on her body, in a trance, the people in the Demon Slayer Corps thought Kocho Shinobu was a smaller version of Kocho Kanae.

Logically speaking, such a change is not a bad thing. Shinobu Kocho seems to have matured. She cares about the wounded in the Butterfly House and pays special attention to other team members when performing tasks. The efficiency of ghost hunting is extremely high.

But in the eyes of Shinobu Kocho's closest relative, her sister Kanae, Shinobu, who seems to have become calm and gentle, seems to have suppressed a lot of negative emotions deep in her heart.