Chapter 3

How many years have passed? Three hundred years? Four hundred years? Muzan Kibutsu has lost count of how many hundreds of years it has been. For hundreds of years, except for that man, no human has ever made him bleed, not even the strongest human swordsmen in the Demon Slayer Corps who are called pillars.

But now! Now! This lowliest beggar among humans! This despicable creature that is worse than an insect, actually made him bleed? How is this possible?

Boom! Snap! Plop! The hideous thorn whip burst out instantly, and countless sharp blades popped out from the thorn whip instantly, puff! Puff! Puff! Countless sharp blades instantly pierced Shinichi's body and tore it apart.

"Damn it!" Surrounded by a strong sense of shame, Muzan roared angrily, and the thorn whip wrapped with countless sharp blades danced violently.

Boom! Boom! Boom! The entire ruined temple was razed to the ground almost instantly, snap! A thin hand holding a rusty ordinary dagger fell to the ground.

Muzan stared at the dagger that cut his cheek, expressionless. Although the insignificant wound healed within 0.0001 seconds, bleeding was bleeding, even if it was just a tiny drop.

"Human!" Muzan murmured, and his disgust for humans deepened again. In another moment, Muzan's figure disappeared, as if he had never appeared here, leaving only a ruined temple that had been razed to the ground.

The moonlight fell, and it was unknown how long it had passed. Under the ruins of countless bricks, tiles and rubble, a pool of blurred flesh and blood suddenly began to wriggle slowly.

Blood vessels grew out at a very slow speed, and the white bone stumps and scarlet muscles grew out bit by bit, slowly, slowly.

The stench of flesh and blood under the ruins of the ruined temple attracted countless flies, and the buzzing sound of wings was endless.

Buzz! A fly luckily landed on a small piece of meat, and its slender mouthparts greedily licked the flesh.

Bang! ! The gravel flew, and a white arm suddenly stretched out of the ruins, with sharp black nails, twisted blood vessels and bulging muscles on the back of the hand.

The next second, boom! The ruins of the ruined temple exploded, and a violent roar sounded in the dark night amid the smoke and dust, "Roar!!!"

Through the diffused smoke and dust, a pair of scarlet eyes could be vaguely seen. As the smoke and dust gradually dissipated, a figure bent over and half-knelt on the ground, with tattered clothes on his body, almost only some strips of cloth were left.

His chest rose and fell violently, and he let out a beast-like roar from his throat. His originally dark eyes had now turned scarlet, bloodshot, and there was no reason in his eyes. Thick blood vessels popped up on his skin exposed to the air, and sharp black claws grew between his fingers that were unconsciously bent into claws. His slightly opened mouth revealed sharp fangs that flashed with cold light. This look was very much like the monster that Junbo had mentioned before - the ghost!

This "ghost" had an unusually young face. If Muzan was still here, he would be surprised to find that the human who had just made him bleed was not dead! ?

But at this time, Shinichi had no idea that he had become a legendary monster. Now he had no thoughts in his head, only a crazy and brutal killing intent, and a desire for human flesh and blood from the depths of his soul. He, or it, was a new evil ghost!

The new evil ghost moved his nose and turned his stiff head. It seemed to catch the smell of blood in the air, whoosh! At a certain moment, the evil ghost's body disappeared from the spot like lightning.

"Blood! Blood! Hungry! Blood!" A stuttering and hoarse voice came out of the evil ghost's mouth, and the seemingly slender arms dug frantically in the ruins. Whether it was hard bricks or thick wood, in front of the black claws, they all broke like tofu dregs.

Finally! After some digging, a bloody human limb appeared in front of the evil ghost. The strong bloody smell made the evil ghost's throat tremble, and the bloodshot in his eyes became more and more dense. Without any hesitation, the evil ghost held up the limb and opened his mouth wide to bite off a large piece of Duoxi.

"Ah! Ah!" The sudden noise behind him attracted the attention of the evil ghost. He looked behind him with his fierce eyes. In the ruins, he saw a black Shiba Inu helplessly howling at the evil ghost. The face was still the familiar master, but the terrible aura emanating from the master made the Shiba Inu tuck its tail between its legs in fear. It could only howl at its master. It expected the master to come over and pick it up as usual, but the strong bloody smell around it seemed to doom this to be impossible.

Sure enough, the next second, the evil ghost rushed to the Shiba Inu and grabbed the Shiba Inu's neck. The sharp black claws easily pierced the Shiba Inu's fur. The severe pain and the master's terribleness made the Shiba Inu whimper pitifully, and its four short legs twisted in vain in the air.

Just as the evil ghostWhen the ghost was about to crush the Shiba Inu that disturbed it from eating, a glimmer of clarity suddenly flashed through its bloodshot eyes. "No! No! Can't!" An inexplicable sense of resistance rose in its heart, making the evil ghost extremely irritable. It was hungry! It wanted to eat human flesh! If it crushed this damn beast to death, it could enjoy the delicious human flesh. "Roar! Kill! Kill! Kill!" A terrible roar came out of the evil ghost's mouth, but the sharp black claws could not exert any force anyway.

Plop! The body of the little Shiba Inu fell to the ground, and the evil ghost also twitched and fell to the ground. The sharp black claws actually tore at its own flesh and blood. Soon its body was scratched into a bloody mess by the sharp claws, but strangely, the hideous wounds scratched by the black claws also squirmed with buds, slowly repairing themselves.

"Blood! Flesh and blood! I want it! No! I won't eat it! Eat it!... Roar! Eat it! No!"

Two crazy thoughts were fighting fiercely in the evil ghost's brain, one was the brutal killing from the depths of the soul and blood, and the other was the only remaining trace of reason.

"Ahhh!" The black Shiba Inu ignored its bloody neck and ran directly to its owner when it saw its owner lying on the ground struggling and twitching wildly. Looking at the owner's face full of purple blood vessels, the Shiba Inu stretched out its tongue and licked the owner's face anxiously, as if hoping to relieve the owner's pain.

While the evil ghost was struggling violently, half a piece of Dorayaki pancake suddenly rolled out from its tattered clothes. The Dorayaki with a sweet smell just stopped beside the evil ghost's head. Suddenly, the evil ghost's body stiffened.

Looking at the half piece of Dorayaki, the evil ghost stared at his eyes with all his might, the corners of his eyes even cracked, oozing out a trace of blood, the madness of the monster in his pupils was constantly dissipating, replaced by a clear mind full of pain.

"Ah!!!" What came out of his mouth again was no longer a beast-like roar, but a human roar. The "evil ghost" turned back into Shinichi, it, became him again!

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Staggering, enduring the hunger like a knife scraping and burning in the abdomen, Shinichi, who became a ghost, dug hard in the ruins. The bloody bodies under the ruins exuded the ultimate temptation to him. If Shinichi hadn't tried hard to suppress it, he would have pounced on them and bit them with his instinct as an evil ghost.

After digging for an unknown amount of time, Shinichi finally saw the child he was looking for. However, after just one look, he closed his eyes, and tears of blood slid down from the corners of his eyes. "Junbo..." The little black Shiba Inu Enji also whimpered sadly as he looked at the broken and thin body in the ruins.