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"Hopefully he can continue to be lucky like this."

"Sure, it's JOJO after all." Alina also echoed.

……

[in the video]

As the smoke dissipated, Tanjiro broke free from the depression in the stone behind him.

"it is good……"

"So strong...!"

Tanjiro lowered his head and gasped for breath, then raised his head with difficulty to look at the expressionless face without any emotional fluctuations.

"This is by far the strongest ghost I have ever encountered, and the previous ghosts are simply not comparable."

"Is this the twelve ghost months?"

Outside of the video, the ghost king Wuyou lives in Bengbu.

What do you think of me?

"Woooooo...!!"

"Ahhh!!!"

In the video, the bundled Nezuko struggled and screamed.

"I don't like to be noisy. Now that you are my sister, be quiet. Be obedient."

Tired looked back at Nezuko, opened and closed his palms.

"Pfft!"

The tight silk thread tightened again, and Nezuko's blood splashed out again.

"Press the road!!!! (Stop)"

Tanjiro stretched out his hand and roared feebly, wanting to rush over.

But it stopped immediately.

Tanjiro pinched his own flesh hard.

Teeth clenched.

But tired of watching, Tanjiro looked at Nezuko without looking at him.

Nezuko's body trembled, and her face trembled in pain.

But there was no vibration for a while.

"Ok?"

"Did you faint from the pain? Or fell asleep??"

"By the way, the smell emanating from her body is so unique."

Tired sniffed and moved his nose.

"There seems to be something different from us."

……

"Is Nezuko a ghost or a human?"

[Parallel world in another timeline, Tokyo Ghoul]

Kaneki Ken watched the video and spit out these words with his pupils beating.

At the same time, a gourmet was obsessed with sniffing Kaneki Ken's bloody handkerchief.

Then watching the video may be the same type of food as Kaneki Ken.

The longing exploded again.

"It would be such a wonderful thing if I could get her as my delicacy."

……

[in the video]

Tired doesn't look at Tanjiro, but Tanjirou is watching Tired's back closely.

"focus!"

"Adjust your breathing!!"

"Release the highest precision, the last model!!"

"All!! Concentrate!!!"

Tanjiro roared inwardly, smoke and dust rose from the ground with his right foot, and the person hit him instantly like a cannonball.

"Don't you see that it doesn't make any sense at all?"

Tired heard the movement behind him and turned his head to look at Tanjiro, with a look of contempt still in his eyes.

"Whoosh!"

With a flick of the wrist, the tough silk thread enveloped Tanjiro in an instant.

But this time tired eyes widened.

"Water Breathing! Ten Shapes!! Life and Life Circulation!!!"

Tanjiro's broken knife gave birth to blue water waves, and with each rotation of him, the water waves became more turbulent.

"Clang!"

"Clanging!!"

The sound of the collision of the blade and the silk thread continued.

Shine bright sparks.

This time Tanjiro was not bounced away by the thread.

Instead, the silk thread was chopped off by his broken knife.

I don't know how many times it has been rotated.

Tanjiro felt that his strength was enough.

The wave that gathered in his hands turned into a blue water dragon and hit the silk thread in front of Lei.

"puff!"

The line is broken.

"Does the power increase with each spin?"

"Swoosh!" The silk thread waved out again.

The previous contempt and disdain in Tired eyes had disappeared.

But it was just an extra surprise that Tanjirou could burst out with such an ability.

Like a flash in the pan, what appears quickly also disappears quickly.

Tanjiro frantically waved the Japanese sword in his hand.

The water dragon overcame obstacles all the way.The silk thread that tired again shoots is cut off ceaselessly.

"It works!"

Tanjiro held the Japanese sword in his hand, his eyes danced with joy.

The adrenaline in the body also began to secrete.

The whole person became excited.

Tired looked at the approaching Tanjiro's ten fingers suddenly oozing blood, and the bright red blood dyed the red silk thread.

"Blood ghost technique!"

"Crafted prison!!"

Tired gathered the red silk thread, "Goodbye."

"It has ended."

Tanjiro was suddenly surrounded by flying red silk threads.

His expression changed all of a sudden, from the previous excitement to ugly.

"No... this thread keeps cutting!"

His heart suddenly became cold.

"The number of rotations is not enough. The smell of this silk thread is completely different from the silk thread just now."

"I absolutely can't lose!!"

Tanjiro let out a growl in frustration.

At this time, a memory suddenly appeared in his mind.

"Tanjiro, you need to breathe, adjust your breath, and let yourself become Lord Vulcan."

A person who looks very similar to Tanjiro with the same earrings appeared in Tanjiro's mind.

"dad?"

The screen changes again.

in the snow.

Dad is dancing.

"Tanjiro... because you see it looks like Dad."

"Because we work with fire."

"In order not to be injured and to avoid disasters."

"At the beginning of the year, my Lord Vulcan will offer dances and pray."

The young Tanjiro looked at his mother curiously.

"Hey Mom, Dad's body is obviously very weak, but why can he dance in the snow for so long?"

"My lungs are freezing."

"There is a way to breathe." At this time, the screen changed again.

Tanjiro's father reached out and stroked Tanjiro's red hair.

"A breathing method that won't make you tired no matter how much you move."

"Breathing?" Kotanjiro was very puzzled.

"That's right." Tanjiro's father nodded and smiled weakly.

"As long as he can master the correct way of breathing, Tanjiro can dance like his father."

"The cold also becomes nothing."

"Tanjiro."

Tanjiro's father suddenly looked serious.

"The look and the earrings."

He reached out and touched his ear.

"You must pass it on, don't let it be interrupted."

"We have a date."

The screen transitions to reality.

Tanjiro's mind was firm, and his teeth were clenched.

Intense white... breath spread from the corner of the mouth.

"The god of fire... Kagura!"