Demon Slayer: Become the villain Boss Muzan

The two of them were so busy that they had to go to the front.

Jifu Taro seemed to understand why they had to avoid them. Hearing the conversation between the two, he could not help but feel relieved.

"Okay, I'll leave these two little ones to you."

After saying this, Muzan turned around and left.

When his figure disappeared from their sight, he flashed in front of Douma.

He wanted to play something interesting with Douma.

Because he had no ability to teleport, Douma was thrown to an unknown place by Muzan and could only use his feet.

But unexpectedly, Douma came to the vicinity of a "scam gang".

It turned out that this thing has existed since ancient times.

When several delicate girls appeared in front of Douma, Douma smiled.

But thinking of Lord Muzan's request, Douma's smile was only a fake one.

But when a group of big men jumped out and a few girls showed their true faces, Douma smiled from the bottom of his heart.

It's time to eat!

When Muzan came to Douma, he saw that he was eating happily.

Douma noticed the footsteps, looked up and saw Lord Muzan looking down at him.

He held a head in his arms, swallowed the meat in his mouth, grabbed a leg, sat on a male corpse with a terrified face and pupils rolled up, smiled from the bottom of his heart, and said:

"Lord Muzan, do you want to eat?"

Don't think too much, he was happy purely because he met "the girl he liked".

But Muzan was not happy.

Douma acted without scruples, and the result was simple - the Demon Slayer Corps was attracted.

When Douma killed those guys, the screams alarmed not only ordinary people.

Maybe it was the so-called power of the plot, or maybe it was something else. Even though the Demon Slayer Corps was forced by the environment and entered a decline, they were very tenacious, and their pillar-level strength was not reduced at all.

Looking at a group of four demon hunters running over with the Sunwheel Sword, Muzan had an idea.

He took a deep breath and showed a horrified expression. Under Douma's unbelievable eyes, he seemed to be shouting at the top of his lungs, as if he had seen a savior, and shouted:

"Help! ! ! ! "

The voice resounded through the night sky, and Douma was stunned.

The demon hunter also noticed the weak and helpless "survivor" at this time, and rushed over with all his strength for a while, pulling out his long sword and slashing at Douma without saying a word.

The four people had a clear division of labor, and three of them stopped Douma, faintly blocking Douma and the "terrified survivor".

Under the siege of two pillars and a stepson, Douma, who had just become an upper-rank, was too shocked and was a little flustered at first.

Muzan-sama, what are you doing!

But the warning from the ghost king in his heart made him unable to say more, and he could only concentrate on dealing with these three guys.

Muzan looked like he was saved, and he looked at the hellish pile of corpses with lingering fear, and swallowed his saliva.

Looking at the ghost hunter who grabbed his wrist and wanted to take him away, his eyes flashed with tears stimulated by "multiple emotions", and he said gratefully:

"Thank you, can they defeat that evil ghost?"

As he said this, he couldn't help but look back at the few people fighting with concern.

The ghost hunter looked confident:

"Don't worry! They are the pillars! They will definitely defeat the evil ghost!"

Douma was simply convinced when he saw the dignified ghost king being "rescued" by a ghost hunter.

All the non-existent emotions were stimulated!

He always thought that the ghost king was just a gentle and principled person, and he was always like this in front of him, but today he finally understood.

The showmanship still depends on Muzan Kibutsuji!

What is he, a Douma? !

Clang!

The Sun Blade swung at him, and Douma waved his hand to raise an ice blade, which clashed with the blade, and the sound of metal clanging rang out.

Douma was only fighting for the first time, and he quickly adapted.

He changed from being flustered to being at ease, and gradually took out the mind to play.

He put on a fake smile on his face again.

This made the three people who were against him extremely unhappy.

He was facing our two pillars and stepson, and he was still like this, didn’t he underestimate them too much? !

Douma smiled and waved his fan.

Blood Demon Art: Crystallization of the Child.

A delicate little ice man stood on his fan, with the same annoying smile on his face, holding the little fan in his hand, and gently fell to the ground.

"Let him play with you."

Douma slowly took a step back, looking at his little ice man and stopped them.

But Douma was obviously not enough at this time.

Although the two pillars have no stripes, no transparent world, and no red sword, they are still pillars.

!

Muzan also watched the battlefield through Douma's vision. Seeing that he had adapted to the rhythm and even drifted again, he said to the ghost hunter who was pulling him:

"Go back and help them. That evil ghost seems very strong."

The ghost hunter saw that he had escaped far enough, so he nodded and hurried back to the battlefield.

Douma was watching the three ghost hunters fighting desperately, feeling relaxed.

A cold wind suddenly flashed behind him.

!

Douma was startled, and the next moment-

Crack!

From behind him, a sun blade slashed his neck fiercely, but because Douma's physique was extremely strong, it only cut a layer of skin and got stuck in the flesh and blood.

But this also scared him, and his smiling expression was a little unhappy.

Wow--

The iron fan in his hand closed and hit back suddenly.

Bang!

The returning demon hunter was knocked back by the huge force, hit hard on the stone, and couldn't help coughing up blood.

But the next moment, Douma was stunned.

His Goko was destroyed!

Two Sunwheel swords attacked from the left and right.

Crack!

The two Sunwheel swords slashed his neck at the same time, but they couldn't cut it at all.

"A sneak attack is not good~"

Douma smiled and opened the fan, waved one hand-

Blood Demon Art·Scattered Lotus!

Ice flowers were swaying all over the sky, and the two hurriedly retreated.

"Tsk! Why can't I cut it!"

One person cursed angrily.

Then, a long knife suddenly stabbed into Douma's abdomen from the front.

Douma lowered his head and smiled at the Sunwheel sword inserted into his abdomen.

"Really good~"

Swish--

The Sunwheel sword was pulled out, and the wound on the abdomen healed instantly.

"I've had enough fun."

Although Douma didn't receive any substantial damage, he was frightened by the unexpected actions of the demon hunters in his first battle.

I don't want to play anymore!

Blood Demon Art: Lotus Flower

Several ice vines appeared out of thin air, and the demon hunters hurriedly swung their sun blades to block the incoming ice vines.

But demons are not gentlemen.

Douma threatened the stepson who had no fighting power and fell beside the stone, half covering his face with a golden iron fan, and said with a smile:

"Are you going to give up on him?"

"Tsk!"

A pillar said unhappily, "You cover me!"

He cut off an ice vine with a knife, and used the time bought by his companions to desperately approach the stepson.

But the three of them had already used up all their strength to block the ice vines, and it was inevitable that they would have to bear greater pressure if they wanted to save people.

The ice vines had countless ice blades on them, and those that were not dodged scraped his skin ruthlessly, leaving his arms, shoulders, and legs covered with bloody wounds.