Chapter 43

In the dark forest, a huge figure quietly hid in the darkness. Crunch! Crunch! Crunch! Every time the huge figure moved, it would make a tooth-grinding sound of flesh and bone rubbing.

"Rinko! Rinko! Rinko! Rinko! Damn Rinko!" The huge figure kept repeating this name like a curse, with a strong tone of anger and resentment, as if it had a great hatred for the name in its mouth, so that it kept repeating this name.

Bang! When the huge figure walked out of the darkness, under the moonlight, how could it be described as a hideous appearance? There was no human figure on the whole body, it was completely like a three-year-old child who made a heaven-defying appearance with mud. One after another, dozens of huge shit-green arms twisted together to form this ugly evil ghost under the moonlight-the hand ghost!

The huge hand ghost repeatedly shouted "Urokurokatsu" and stretched out several thick arms as if to vent, sweeping away dozens of thick trees in front of him.

The name that the hand ghost kept repeating was the water pillar of the Demon Slayer Corps-Urokurokatsu Sakonji, the man who captured it to this damn Fujiki Mountain more than 30 years ago, more than 30 years! It has been trapped in this mountain for more than 30 years! Like a livestock raised by humans!

Everything is because of that damn Urokurokatsu Sakonji! Whenever the hand ghost thinks of this name, it will be furious to the point of going crazy. The Tengu mask has been deeply engraved in its heart. It swears, absolutely! Absolutely! Absolutely let Urokurokatsu Sakonji pay the price!

After venting, the hand ghost's emotions finally stabilized a little. It can survive in Fujiki Mountain for more than 30 years and avoid the repeated elimination of the pillars of the Demon Slayer Corps. The hand ghost also has its own unique means.

First of all, the hand ghost is very cautious. It will not rush forward recklessly like other hungry evil ghosts once a human swordsman steps into Fujixi Mountain. The cunning hand ghost will generally hide and attack those swordsmen who are alone, and will never be greedy. After eating one or two humans, it will hide again.

Relying on sufficient cunning and caution, the hand ghost has eaten more than 30 human swordsmen who participated in the final selection of the Demon Slayer Corps in more than 30 years, and it has also changed from a weak little ghost at the beginning to the terrifying and powerful alien appearance it is now.

The Demon Slayer Corps did not know from the beginning that there was such a powerful and terrifying alien ghost hidden in Fujixi Mountain.

Perhaps for the pillars of the Demon Slayer Corps, the hand ghost is just a matter of a knife, but for those young swordsmen who participated in the final selection, facing the hand ghost is almost like facing hell.

Countless turd-green thick arms with red nails constitute the body of the hand ghost. The turd-green arms not only replace its body, but also replace all its organs and means of attack. Under a large pile of arms, the thickest ones support the ground with their palms to support the movement of the hand ghost's body.

In addition to the arms all over the body, the hand ghost only has the middle one, oh no, half of the same turd-green head, with two bloodshot and hideous eyes on the head, and the pale yellow pupils are full of cruel and cunning killing intent.

"Sooner or later, there will be a day! Sooner or later, there will be such a day! Urokotaki, I will definitely make you pay the price! That damn Tengu mask! I will crush all Tengu masks!" The hand ghost kept nagging, and the sharp and piercing voice made people feel physically uncomfortable. Shinichi in the tree thought so too.

So, Shinichi didn't plan to listen to this disgusting thing's mumbling anymore.

When the hand ghost was about to return to his nest, a figure suddenly fell from the sky in front of him, bang! ! The huge impact left a deep mark on the ground.

Under the horrified gaze of the hand ghost, Shinichi, who still closed his eyes, slowly stood up straight, with no expression on his cold face. He slightly moved his neck and waist, and there was a crackling sound of bones rubbing against each other.

He clenched his fists tentatively, feeling the power contained in his fists, and Shinichi opened his eyes. His right eye was scarlet and his left eye was green. The two heterochromatic eyes stared at the hand ghost at the same time.

"Yo, I haven't seen such an ugly guy like you for a long time. Compared with you, Karasuma can be considered a handsome guy. Even if you become a ghost, your aesthetic taste is so curious? Or is it that the uglier the ghost, the stronger it is?" Shinichi showed his fangs and teased the hand ghost in front of him.

Squeak! Blood vessels burst out under the green skin of the hand ghost. Obviously, Shinichi's words angered it a little.

But Shinichi's current appearance also made the hand ghost wary, because Shinichi's ghost energy was quite strong, at least he, a ghost who had eaten more than 30 people, could not compare to it. When did such a powerful ghost appear on Fuji Mountain?

But the most alarming thing for the hand ghost was not this, but the unique aura on Shinichi's body. Although he is an evil ghost, his eyes are not stained with the tyranny and murderous emotions of evil ghosts. The most terrifying thing is that the special frequency between this guy's breathing subconsciously reminds the hand ghost of breathing!

Only humans can use breathing methods! Just like Urokodaki Sakonji who caught him to this mountain! The hand ghost still remembers his water breathing. Just one move! Just one move! Almost took his life! And this guy in front of him who looks like the same kind is actually using breathing methods? Who is he! ?

"Who are you?!" The hand ghost asked in a sharp voice.

Shinichi picked his ears, frowned, and replied unhappily: "You guy, not only are you ugly, but your voice is also terrible."

The hand ghost was furious when he heard this. This bastard didn't take him seriously. Let's give him some color first! It's a good time to test his quality!

As soon as he thought of this, the next second, a disgusting sound came from the hand ghost, and more than a dozen turd-green thick arms immediately rushed towards Shinichi.

In the eyes of the hand ghost, his attack speed was extremely fast, and he wanted to see how the guy in front of him could dodge.

But in Shinichi's eyes, the hand ghost's attack speed was not even as fast as Karasuma's tongue. This slow speed could be easily avoided with his eyes closed.

So in the horrified eyes of the hand ghost, Shinichi's figure was like a ghost, easily dodging all his attacks, and dodge in the gaps between more than a dozen turd-green arms, constantly approaching his body.

"Impossible! Impossible! Impossible!" The horrified hand ghost shouted impossible three times in a row. Seeing Shinichi getting closer and closer, all the turd-green arms on the hand ghost were activated at the same time, covering Shinichi like an overwhelming blanket.

Sizzle! The friction sound of deerskin boots against the ground was heard. Shinichi stopped at a certain moment. A hint of excitement flashed in his scarlet right eye, and a rare smile appeared on his cold face. "Well done! Blood Demon Art: Blood Rage!"