Crown Dead

"Don't make such a fuss, I'll treat you to a drink~"

Jiu Tun suddenly poured down the wine gourd in his hand, and the flowing fermented rice seemed to form a black sludge-like substance, which was still spreading outward.

"Very purple and red, gods and ghosts—"

The fine wine that was supposed to be fine wine has now become a poison that can corrode everything, and it continues to spread, devouring any living objects around it.

"Please step back a little, Musashiden."

Ba Yuqian did not distance himself from Jiu Tun, but walked up to the boundless darkness.

"At least one thing you said is right. I once degenerated into a heroic swordsman, so I know very well the feeling of powerlessness that corrodes even my consciousness."

Ba Yuqian drew out the samurai sword [Purgatory], and a dizzying scorching flame burned from it.

"So at least, let me and Musashiden end your suffering!"

Holding Purgatory with both hands, Ba Yuqian roared and swung forward.The flames gathered into a wave and forcibly collided with the wine.

In an instant, a wall of fire erupted from the forest.

"Igniting wine with flames? That's too reckless, inferno."

Shuten, who was in the center of the flames, said so, and Musashi who suddenly rushed out of the flames responded to her.

"That's really sorry in every sense!!"

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Onime pierced straight through Shuten's heart, and the dark red samurai sword seemed to drain the blood from his body.

"Cough...! What a reckless guy, with such a reckless tactic, isn't that pretty face afraid of being burned?"

Blood flowed from the corner of Jiu Tun's mouth, but he still asked Musashi with ease.

"Ah, I'm scared to death, and it's too hot! But those things are nothing compared to what you did to Duan Zang!"

Musashi pulled out the ghost, and the flames were extinguished along with the disappearance of the wine, and the cold moonlight shrouded the ground again.

"You are just a ghost who enjoys slaughtering and joking. You must not understand everything we have."

Ba Yuqian stepped forward and looked at Jiu Tun coldly.

"I don't understand... Ha, whatever you want to understand is fine."

Jiu Tun's gourd fell to the ground, and she looked at Duan Zang who fell on the ground not far away.

"Duan Zang, it seems that I haven't had time to hear the answer to the previous question. I will ask you again--are the daily life of those people, the beliefs and figures of those people fighting, are such beautiful things? Is it enough to make you betray [Master] Is it your sustenance?"

"..."

Danzo stood up shaking, and with the support of Musashi, he also walked to Shuten-douji's side.

Although the current situation is terrible, Duan Zang's eyes are much brighter and clearer than before.

I have always been confused without a goal, but it was not until the death brought by Shuten-douji was approaching that Duan Zang finally understood the end he really wanted to go to.

What Duan Zang saw was Xiao Xianyu's back.

Even though he was injured again and again, even if the enemy he was about to face was more powerful, that thin and weak figure never wavered.

I want to protect such a distressing existence

"Yes, Your Highness Hezhong Hell."

Duan Zang finally said it himself, even if he would not be recognized, he still said it.

"...Idiot, it would be nice to find out sooner."

Shuten smiled, then looked at Bayuzen and Musashi.

"It's called Axie, right? That little girl and her younger brother are under the boulder near the top of the mountain. Don't worry, the cow in the Black Rope Hell is there, and the slave family hasn't done anything."

"Jiu Tun, you..."

Bayuqian seemed to sense something.

"At least in the end, the slave family has been struggling, this resistance...has it worked somewhat?"

Before he had time to ask, Shuten turned into a golden spot with a peaceful smile, dissipating into the cold night.

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Chapter 35. Do you like a mother whose normal attack is an all attack with a double attack?

"What did the last words of the Hell of Congregation mean?"

Although the battle was over, what was left to Musashi did not have the hearty pleasure of defeating a powerful enemy.

Although holding Demon Slayer in the end, the ultimate blow did improve Musashi's sword skills a little bit, but she felt very dull.

"Have you ever struggled...?"

Musashi put Gui Mie behind him, turned around and looked at Duan Zang beside him.

"Duan Zangdian, can your body still hold on? Your arms have been brutally damaged... Really, is the ghost race full of alcohol?"