Demon Slayer: Become the villain Boss Muzan

The two of them were caught in a trap, but the two of them were caught in a trap.

Another person was hit, and it took him a moment to realize what was going on. Although Wuzan had too many rainbow-like knife slots in his hand, he seemed to understand something.

"Take me with you!"

He shouted and followed him, so the three escaped and one chased became three escaped and two chased, with one person trying to keep up with Wuzan behind him.

And the ghosts that were hit, those who were fast and responsive, ran immediately, joined the ranks of the hunted and could barely survive, but if they hesitated for a moment, they would be cut by Wuzan's knife.

The ghosts being hunted were simply amazing, why didn't he realize that these ghosts were so useless!

And then, in addition to more ghosts joining the ranks of the hunted, more people joined the hunt.

Like a snowball, it gets bigger and bigger.

At that moment, the ghosts shed tears.

Why are humans so scary!!!

The mighty pursuit team brought huge noises, overwhelming shouts, the screams of ghosts, and Wuzan's unbridled laughter, and the night of Fujixi Mountain became extremely lively.

"Kill!!!"

"Hehehe! Run! You can't escape!!"

"Help!!!"

"Kill the ghosts!!"

"Don't chase! I can't run anymore!"

......

When the ghosts were forced to the foot of the mountain and were completely blocked by the wisteria flowers, their eyes lost their luster.......

Tired, destroy, hurry up.

"Come with me! Kill these evil ghosts!"

Muzan had no consciousness of being the king of ghosts, holding up the Nichirin Sword with many flaws, and with an order, accompanied by the deafening shouts, a wave of people rushed up!

"Hack them to death!!!"

"Kill the evil ghosts!!!"

The scene was chaotic for a while, the screams of the ghosts were accompanied by the morale-filled shouts of killing, and under the wisteria flowers, Muzan laughed wildly.

Suddenly, there was a voice saying "My life is in my own hands!"

An evil ghost rushed into the layers of wisteria trees regardless of everything.

Since he couldn't beat him, he had to do his best to win a glimmer of life for himself!

It doesn't matter if he died under the wisteria tree!

Go!!!

The other ghosts may have been driven by his spirit, and several evil ghosts were ruthless and turned around and ran into the wisteria forest.

Then, they all died...

Muzan: "..."

This made the blood boil, wasn't the death too sloppy?

When Douma was holding the Sun Wheel Sword, he was attracted by the noise, looking at this "violent" scene with a confused face, and looked at Muzan in confusion.

You are the ghost king!!!

Forget it, as long as you are happy.

The sky was just getting light, and the round sun in the east slowly rose from the horizon. The sun shone on the earth, and the light spots flickered under the shade of the trees.

That night, the ghosts on Fujiki Mountain suffered heavy losses. That night, the ghost hunters killed happily. That night, Muzan had a lot of fun.

(～￣▽￣)～

Happy~

The other ghost hunters were also tired. They sat on the ground one by one, panting. Some people also noticed Muzan, who didn't smile like a good guy, and the Nichirin Sword in his hand that seemed to have changed color several times.

Muzan put away the Nichirin Sword, took out a cookie from somewhere, found a big rock to sit on, and handed one to Douma next to him.

Douma looked at the cookie in his hand, and then remembered that he could still eat ordinary food.

Hmm!

Five ants! (Delicious!)

The next few days were relatively simple. Muzan led a large group of people and spontaneously formed a group. They killed ghosts when they saw them. They killed ghosts if they got in the way, and added people if they got in the way.

Douma was also having fun and was addicted to fighting with others for ghost heads.

I was so happy to see you guys unhappy~

Seven days later, in the morning, when the first rays of morning light shone on the earth, the forest was already quiet.

Ghosts, basically all killed...

More than 20 people returned from the original route in a mighty manner.

The two children in the Ubuyashiki were also surprised. Are the newcomers this year so strong?

There were almost no casualties.

This is a good sign!

"Welcome back."

"Congratulations, safety is more important than anything else."

"First pay the fee for the team uniform, then measure your body and engrave your class..."

Following the process, Muzan looked at a group of crows flying in the sky, and watched a crow land on his shoulder.

Douma also tilted his head and looked at the flying crows.

Muzan reached out his hand, and the crow seemed to understand human nature and knew what Muzan meant.

It fell on Muzan's finger obediently, and he touched the crow with his other hand, and then

Crow stroked the front of his neck like petting a cat, and closed his eyes comfortably.

"Please choose the steel stone for forging the blade over there."

Looking in the direction they said, there were already some jade steel stones on the wooden table.

Muzan didn't quite understand why he had to choose the materials for forging the sword himself...

Muzan looked at the guy who had been with him for seven days, named Takeshima Zhixing.

"Your sword."

Muzan returned the sword to him and looked at the guys who had already rushed to the table to pick stones excitedly.

He was not in a hurry. After those excited people rushed up to choose for a while, it was not so chaotic, and Muzan took Douma over to pick one at random.

At this time, Takeshima Zhixing came over and looked at Muzan: "Um, Xu Xing, do you think I should join the Demon Slayer Corps?"

Muzan's name for himself was Xu Xing, with a name but no surname, and Douma was called Xu Wu.

Takeshima Shiyuki's words made Muzan look sideways: "Are you afraid?"

He lowered his head and nodded slightly. Muzan immediately put on the look of a life mentor and said earnestly:

"Only by facing fear can you overcome fear. People need to make progress. You are just one step away from joining the Demon Slayer Corps. Why do you want to give up halfway?"

Muzan's words made Takeshima Shiyuki speechless for a moment. He was right!

You can't give up halfway!

Thinking of his own experience, he made up his mind to face fear!

"I understand!"

He shouted suddenly, not caring about the strange looks of others, and rushed forward to choose the steel stone.

As for why Muzan wanted to enlighten him?

He was happy.

Then, Muzan and Douma were measured and their levels were engraved.

It was also thanks to their ability to inhibit wound healing, otherwise this level could not be engraved.

It was magical to say that the level engraved on the arm would appear as long as he clenched his fist. Isn't this better than the invisible pen that appeared in ultraviolet light when he was a child?

He clenched his fist and it appeared.

After a while, it disappeared.

He clenched his fist again and it appeared again.

Muzan: Interesting.

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In the past, he could play for a whole day.

After receiving the uniforms of the Demon Slayer Corps, they left Fujikiyama and went back to their own homes and mothers.

Thinking that the crows following them were too smart, they would be exposed directly if they ran to the Infinite City.

So he took Douma to find a hotel nearby to stay.

Muzan suddenly thought of the Swordsmith Village that had been hidden well. Maybe he could find it after joining the Demon Slayer Corps?

But he didn't care much.

Some people also stayed because the journey was long.

Fourteen days later, a tall man wearing a strange mask, a big hat covered with wind chimes, and carrying a large vertical wooden box came to Muzan's residence.