Demon Slayer: Kimetsu no Yaiba: The Second Sun after the Nation

Silence, only deathly silence, became the best answer in a certain pufferfish's mind. He first turned around and smiled, then looked at the four people standing in the distance watching the battle, gave them a look that said "you understand", and then quietly waited for the future he wanted to appear.

“…Just shut up!!!!” Douma came out of his dazed mood, and his usual elegance was no longer in his words. Instead, he spoke like an angry beast with a little bit of roaring emotion, and it was unknown which of the previous words touched his heart.

A large amount of ice fog instantly condensed around the person, freezing the entire room. The next moment when the room was covered with frost, Douma attacked a pufferfish, and his hand turned into a knife and hit Ji Zhuyu's neck directly.

Bamboo Breathing Type 1 Bamboo Leaf Wind

Faced with the sudden kills that often occur in horror games, a certain pufferfish said that he felt nothing in his heart and even wanted to laugh. After all, if a mage approaches the warrior on his own initiative, he will definitely be beaten to a pulp.

The green figure with frost-covered clothes raised his right hand and chopped down Douma's upper body at an oblique angle with the spear in his hand when the knife was about to touch his neck. He then jumped away immediately to avoid the arm that was still attacking him due to inertia.

Then he turned the spear and made a golf ball hitting motion, shaking Douma's upper body away. During the process, he gave a provocative look at the head, which had a ferocious face but no emotion in its eyes, as if it had said countless words.

"You are so angry, it seems that you have really forgotten how you felt at that time. Didn't you say that your memory is the best? Then why did you forget yourself? If I am the little devil you mentioned, then what are you at this moment? A pathetic adult who was asked about himself by a little devil and couldn't answer?"

Ji Zhuyu looked at the body that was only visible for one or two meters due to the thick ice fog when he was alive, and the body that was moving away in his own world and retreating into the ice fog, losing its routine and part of its upper body. He shrugged his shoulders and started to mock.

It seems like the devil is standing right here and warrior, if you have the ability, you can destroy me. But unfortunately, in this story it is the devil who is angry, not the warrior, so Mr. Warrior still needs to run in order to avoid the devil's attack.

After a pufferfish raised its hand and launched a few attacks, it raised its spear and rushed towards the unknown fog. Behind it were loud noises and dust splashed by the collision of broken ice.

Bamboo Breathing Type 5

In the icy mist full of lotus flowers, a huge ink fan appeared at some point, with bamboo shadows covering the lotus flowers, giving a feeling that the bamboo shadows were hiding the lotus flowers, covering up the strange colors of the lotus flowers. It also kept entwining their roots and stems together, weaving into one net bag after another, and fanning away many of the little people that attacked it.

"Did I say something wrong? Did I make you so introverted that you dare not face all this? And then I deliberately created such a white room to make your curled-up action more reasonable?"

Ji Zhuyu had a smile on his face, the spear in his hand pointed directly at Douma's neck, but he did not chop it down immediately. Instead, he looked at the broken ice sculptures of various colors around him, made a gesture of hugging himself with his left hand, and deliberately pretended to be a particularly pitiful pig when he asked.

Blood Demon Art: Ice Mist. Water Lily Bodhisattva

Douma looked at the spear that was once again placed in front of his neck, his face was expressionless. Standing in the room full of ice crystals, he was as cold as ice compared to a certain pufferfish that had its own warm sun special effect. It was obvious that his previous words of shut up did not bind his attention. Instead, a certain pufferfish made him lose the desire to speak. A cold tone sounded, and the icy fog in the room had almost dissipated when a certain pufferfish confronted him.

Then, Kocho Kanae and the others saw a huge ice Bodhisattva appear, and Douma himself was standing on a lotus condensed from the huge ice Bodhisattva, looking at all the figures in the room quietly like the son of God. After pointing at a pufferfish with his finger, the huge ice Bodhisattva seemed to have a target, and instantly raised his huge palm and slapped it down.

"Ji Jing!!!" Shinobu Kocho and the other three watched as the huge refrigerator destroyed a large part of the bridge on which they were standing, and the people who were originally standing on the bridge had no idea where they had gone, so Shinobu broke the silence that had been going on for a long time, and looked on anxiously, waiting for a young figure who had been creating miracles to appear again.

"I won." The result did not disappoint them. Ji Zhuyu had no intention of playing around at this moment. After all, the blade of the spear had already pierced into Douma's neck, and it was just a little bit away from cutting it off. Accompanied by a voice like a judgment, it announced the end of this battle that lasted less than 10 minutes.

"It seems that I have lost a move. You can chop off my head at any time, but at least let me finish my last words. I have done this to other believers before, and I will also complete their last words, so I hope you can answer me as well."

Douma felt his perspective suddenly changed and the slightly hot spear stuck in his flesh and blood, and he regained his smiling expression. He seemed to have recognized the reality and spoke in a mature and calm tone.

"Although I don't want to use your methods to restrict me, but out of respect my answer is yes." Ji Zhuyu raised his eyebrows. He was surprised that someone who was annoyed by him would actually talk to him, so he agreed to Douma's request in a joking tone.

"The reason you can ask about my mentality so clearly is because you have experienced it too?" Douma slowly raised his hands, and while speaking, he turned his head, which was about to be completely broken off, to the direction of a pufferfish and looked directly into his eyes, as if he felt that only in this way could he have a greater sense of ritual and understand what it meant to die without regrets.

"I'm sorry, I don't know." Ji Zhuyu frowned and looked at Douma's head with some unhappiness. After the other party finished asking, perhaps because he was afraid of trouble, he did not hesitate to cut off the flesh and blood that he had not been able to cut off, and took Douma's head in his hand. Along with the movements of a pufferfish, he gave his answer to Douma.

"I may have forgotten something. I don't have the answer to your question in my memory, but I can feel that my answer should be correct. But I don't know why it is correct, so I can only say I don't know."