Chapter 222
"Core?!"
Obanei and Sento said in unison, with confusion in their eyes.
The two were still thinking about how to find the core that Kiritani Sento mentioned, but they didn't expect it to be right under their feet.
The dark red core lay quietly in the big pit, and layers of black ripples moved around the core.
Kiritani Sento raised his knife, covering the blade with colorless fighting spirit, and chopped it down with one knife.
The closer you are to the core, the more you can feel the invisible resistance, but it doesn't matter, obstacles are just obstacles after all.
Two forces, one black and one white, surged away, and the edge of the big pit was broken inch by inch, constantly expanding.
In an instant, not only the ceiling, but also tentacles surged from all directions, like a surging tide, enough to crush everything.
"Not good!"
"Hurry up and protect the rabbit!"
Obanei decisively drew his knife, and a giant snake phantom appeared from behind him. His double-edged blade turned fiery red, and the red knife rose, like a poisonous snake spitting out its tongue.
The giant snake coiled and ripped the tentacles rushing towards Kiritani Sento.
Snake Breathing· Five Type· Long Winding Snake.
A water dragon also swam through the air, with great momentum, and cut off the increasing tentacles with the force of pulling dry and rotten.
Water Breathing· Ten Type· Life Flowing.
The entire battlefield was divided into two halves, and the silver and blue light curtains were like an insurmountable gap, blocking all the tentacles.
Kiritani Sento increased his strength again, but the black ripples outside the core remained motionless.
Oh my God!
Kiritani Sento was puzzled. This shouldn't be the case. He used a lot of strength.
The powerful shock wave eventually spread to the petri dishes around, and the petri dish closest to this place was covered with cracks.
Crack! Crack!
The sound of shattering glass was endless, and Kiritani Sento frowned immediately.
It's over, the petri dish is going to break.
Those guys are going to run out, which will only make the situation more tense!
Don't break, don't break!
Kiritani Zhantu prayed silently, and at the same time he increased his strength, and the milky white fighting spirit soared into the sky.
The huge noise made the pillars who were teleported to other places notice this place. They threw away the tentacles and rushed to the light column at the fastest speed.
At the edge of the space, Beimingyu Xingming kept waving the chain in his hand, and the broad axe and meteor hammer were like a meat grinder, and the tentacles would die if they were banged.
Fuzugawa Xuanya fired several shots in a row. The shotgun is invincible in close combat, and almost one shot hits one tentacle.
Obviously, this is a battle between master and apprentice.
"Xuanya, follow me!"
Beimingyu Xingming cleared the way and ran forward. Although the broad axe and meteor hammer looked bulky, they were no different from foam in his hands.
Each attack could easily crush the tentacles without damaging the petri dishes. He knew that he could not release any bloody lower string.
Xuan Mi followed his master in big strides. Apart from firing a few shots, he hardly made any moves.
After all, his master was too strong, and it was not his turn as a junior to take action!
Also rushing to the light column was the lone Fuzugawa Shimi. He chopped off one tentacle with one knife, and the fine wind blades wandered between the petri dishes without hurting any one.
"Damn, what the hell is this? I'm so annoyed!"
Shimi cursed impatiently, with a gloomy face. He just wanted to reunite with his teammates as soon as possible.
At the core.
The black ripples were full of tiny cracks, and its true appearance was revealed bit by bit.
A black meat ball a few meters away wrapped around the core, and Kiritani Sento's power was removed by it bit by bit.
Damn, are you playing force removal with me?
Kiritani Sento was slightly surprised and swung out the second knife at the same time.
The force of a mountain fell, and the black substance had obviously reached its limit.
The tiny cracks expanded infinitely, and the thick tortoise shell outside the core turned into drops of black liquid.
At the same time, the petri dishes finally reached their limit and broke one after another, with dozens of them.
Kiritani Sento hesitated, and the blade stopped on the core.
If this space disappeared, the bloody lower string would run to the ground. If the sun did not rise, could they stop thousands of bloody lower strings?
The first to suffer would definitely be the children in the orphanage.
Kiritani Sento glanced at his watch. It was only five o'clock in the morning, and there was still about an hour and a half before sunrise.
Just as Kiritani Sento hesitated, he keenly felt an extremely powerful breath.
Kiritani Sento immediately jumped up and swung the knife at the bottom of his body.
A pair of black as ink thorn whips passed across Kiritani Sento's forehead.
Thorn whip, no misery?
The first thing Kiritani thought of was the owner of the Thorn Whip. Only Muzan had this weapon.
Kiritani retreated more than ten meters at the speed of light, and he also saw the attacker clearly.
CoreA dark phantom stood beside him, with eighteen thorn whips floating all over his body. In addition to the sharp spikes flashing with cold light, there was a dagger on the tip of the thorn whip.
The black shadow had no facial features and was completely black.
But the aura it released was very familiar to Kiritani Sento.
Muzan Kibutsuji!
To be more precise, it was Muzan Kibutsuji's clone, which was only formed by his arm, and its combat power was less than 30% of Muzan's.
But that was 30% of Muzan's heyday, which shows the importance of this place to Muzan.
To be precise, Muzan's bloody lower string plan has just started. If the Demon Slayer Corps had not become stronger in this era, he would really be too lazy to do this.
The Demon Slayer Corps has seriously threatened his search for a way to overcome the sun. The death of two upper strings is enough to show the importance of the matter.
Although Muzan doesn't care about the life and death of his subordinates, he has to take it seriously because of the lack of manpower.
I'm still counting on my workers to find the blue spider lily!
Muzan's clone stood motionless beside the core. Muzan gave his clone only one order, to kill all creatures that threaten the core.
"Ahhh!"
At this moment, miserable howls resounded throughout the space.
The sound was sharp and piercing, like the sound of nails scratching on a blackboard amplified a hundred times.
The ones who made these screams were the bloody lower strings that had left the petri dish. They squirmed their bodies and tried to crawl back into the petri dish.
The bloody lower strings looked like dehydrated fish, struggling in pain.
After all, they were not fully mature yet. Once they left the petri dish, they would surely die.
After a few seconds, the bloody lower strings' bodies became shriveled, and they curled up to the size of a three-year-old child, motionless.
What?
Kiritani Sento had a dark face. He never expected that these guys could not leave the petri dish!
Damn! If I had known, I would have chopped it down with my sword. Now it would be difficult to deal with it.
At this moment, the three people from Beiming Island rushed out from the maze-like group of petri dishes.
They also saw Muzan's clone, and their hearts tightened. They had seen Muzan's strength.
Even a few minutes before the sun was about to rise, they almost couldn't hold on.
