[Ghost Slayer: Blade] Is it my fault for group wear?

339.

In fact, there is not much pain, or it is precisely because I am used to the pain that I feel that no matter how severe the wound is, it bleeds and becomes numb.

The ghost who was almost pierced by the sickle knelt on the ground and thought, his hand covering the wound no longer trembled, and was about to pierce the blade with all his might, when Yiwozuo, who dodged and jumped over from the front, grabbed his waist He quickly pulled him out of the scythe. Purgatory only had time to take a breath before he was stuck on the ground with his head stuck, and the rest of the groans and blood foam were swallowed again from his throat.

"It's going to the top!!" The same bloody ghost yelled loudly in his ear, "Hold your breath——!!"

Purgatory patted him on the back, and stretched out his hand a little more. The fiery blue flames formed a barrier around them, greatly buffering the rising pressure.Accompanied by the ghost king's roar, the re-stabbed sickle blade was crushed under layers of falling house rubble and bricks.During the violent concussion, Purgatory vomited a mouthful of blood half-swallowed and half-coughed, and before he had time to wipe it, he was hit by the ground and his eyes were scarlet.

The situation of the Yiwo seat pressing on him was even worse. He received a blow to his back, and was hit by Purgatory in his arms. Two or three ribs should be broken, and he passed out directly.The flame was about to be extinguished, and Purgatory endured the dizziness of wanting to vomit, and struggled to push away the rock debris on his body, turned the Yiwo seat upside down, threw away the broken sun wheel knife in his hand, and stretched out his hand. Touch the handle hanging on the waist.

Now he is almost standing in the purgatory surrounded by mountains of corpses, all he can see are blood-red pieces of flesh, hands and feet, shattered blades and torn uniforms of the Demon Slayer Squad.Most of them were ordinary players who came to support them when they were entangled with the ghost king. Although they tried to shout those players away loudly, Wu Mi obviously took a step faster and swallowed all the players who were close to him into nourishment. Yi Wozuo cut off half of his head with the cost of one hand, but it still only weakened him a little.

Stop watching, purgatory, concentrate, cough the blood out of your lungs, and fight on.

When he raised his head again, other team members crawled out of the piled ruins one after another, stood behind him one after another, staring at the largest group of ruins in the center with breathless concentration.Purgatory ignited a healing flame silently, and he didn't care about consuming it at all, so the flame burned big and vigorously, reflecting a brilliant blue on the street.

"Mr. Purgatory..." A small team member came to him, his eyes were covered with blood scabs, and he could only tell from the voice that it was probably Tanjiro, with a slightly nasal voice, "Mizuko, Mizuko, she—”

......... died?

Purgatory's hand paused slightly, and then continued to press down the scabbard to stop the child from crying.

"I see." His voice sounded too calm and too hoarse, "Hold the knife tightly... She just went to the place we all went first, it's okay."

340.

They didn't have time to talk for long.The ruins in the center exploded with a bang, and the team members scattered to avoid the flying rocks and the sickle blade pierced by the ghost king.After taking a few steps back, he rushed forward in twos, threes, and threes. Countless blades pierced the ghost king's neck, most of them were blocked, only a few pierced his skin, but healed quickly.The flames of purgatory dragged them to the ground smoothly, avoiding the sickle blade, and at the same time burning the ghost king's body.The blood-red vertical pupils stared at him coldly, and all sharp things stabbed at him in an instant.

"How long until dawn?!"

The black blood-stained crow hovered in the sky, screaming piercingly: "There is still half an hour! Half an hour!!"

Purgatory leaned down and jumped back, most of the sickle blades were avoided by him, and one or two pierced his arms and nailed to the ground, and were cut off by the nearby swordsmen.Yan Zhu, who had the same appearance as him, didn't have time to look back at him, so he was thrown out because he was too close, and was dragged back by the collar by the rock pillar behind him.

The ghost king obviously also heard their notice about the time, and laughed arrogantly: "Stupid! Do you think I will stand here obediently and let you kill me?!"

All the sickles around him exploded, and countless white sharp teeth hovered densely on it. The swordsmen who approached were thrown away due to the huge impact. Purgatory quickly caught two or three pillars, and those who flew too far behind probably had their shadows. People who can take good care of him, he calculated, listening to the roar of the wind pillar in front of him.

"He's about to run!! He can still get up, go and stop him!!" He rushed forward immediately, and scratched Wu Mi's exposed chest, "Use a little force!! Otherwise, if the wound is too shallow— ——!!”

Before he finished speaking, he was pierced through the abdomen by the sickle blade, and was thrown out with a wave. Yiwozuo, who had just got up, jumped up to catch him, pressed down the man who was struggling to get up again, and handed over to the medical staff to bandage the wound.Then rush up to fill the vacant position.Purgatory gave him a knife from the ground, and they rushed forward together.

"Get out of the way, are you going to fight with one hand!" Purgatory threw Xiazhu, who had a severed hand and was seriously injured, away from the ghost king's blade, and the insect pillar behind him gave him a weak hand, and threw He was given medicine to stop the bleeding, and jumped up again, trying to use his own weight to hold the ghost king in place.Yiwozuo and Yanzhu helped her hook Wumi's sickle blade, Purgatory and Yanzhu held down the other two or three, Snake Zhu and Lianzhu each held down one, Yinzhu just slashed at his back With one knife, two of them were severed by the roots.Mizuju and Tanjiro attacked back and forth, while Inosuke and Zenitsu stabbed from an oblique angle.

He paused for a moment, the whites of his eyes rolled to the sides, his toothy mouth reached to his forehead, and he opened it straight, waiting for the butterfly to bear down.

"Don't retreat!!" The woman who fell in the air shouted, "Don't retreat!!"

"———Yiwoza!!"

The ghost, who was good at using fists and feet, responded briefly, and passed under the overlapping blades. With strength in his arms, he punched Wu Mi's chin up.Butterfly Ninja was just able to fall down and stab his throat with a knife, and the purple-black toxin fell through the tip of the knife in an instant. She pretended to be the wisteria flower venom that can blend with Zhushi, which can accelerate the speed of destroying Wuyou's regenerative cells.

The ghost king screamed sharply, the ground exploded one after another, the pillars were pressed back by the stones one after another, purgatory grabbed the flying Yiwozuo, and they both continued to rush up with knives, firmly stuck the ghost king's teeth, preventing him Move half a minute.

"Sun, sun—"

The ghosts vomited the smell of blood foam from their throats. The first rays of sunlight in the early morning shone on them. Purgatory took another person's knife. Open the gap.

"Yiwozuo!"

"It's okay! The crowd has been evacuated long ago!"

All the pillars that were still intact and still had enough strength ran to them again, and they worked together to suppress the ghost king and expose him to the sun.

"Turn to ashes, quickly turn to ashes..."

Under the gaze of all the scarred people, in the resentful eyes of all people.

The mighty first ghost roared and turned into ashes blown by the wind.

341.

They stared fixedly at the ruins, their hands shaking so that they could hardly let go of their swords.After a brief silence, screaming, crying, and cheering almost overturned the sky.Yadouko, who arrived late, jumped to join them, hugging Tanjirou.

Tanjiro looked back while wiping away his tears: "Mr. Rein, Purgatory, we—"

His joyful voice stopped abruptly, and the bloody ghost stared at the sun expressionlessly, and then looked back at him slightly.The ghost that is not in the sun looks weird and indifferent, and looks out of place among the cheering people around.He nodded slightly, turned and left the area holding the knife.

"Lian..."

The pillar that looked exactly like the ghost held him back and shook his head at him.

"Let him go." Zhu Zhu, who was like a rising sun, said, his voice was hoarse, "He will...he will do what he should do."

He spoke firmly and clearly.But Tanjiro looked at him and felt a piece of his heart being ripped off.

If that's the case... If you really think so, why do you look like you've done something wrong?

He swallowed the question, and pressed down heavily on his abdominal cavity together with his broken heart.He turned his gaze back to the ghost's back.He picked up a knife from the ground and handed it to the pink-haired ghost, and they left bloody together.He walked unexpectedly slowly, rising and falling, and for a moment—just a moment—he almost thought he was turning around.

But no, he just kept disappearing into the light so slowly and firmly.