Demon Slayer: I will play the ancestor of the Flame Pillar

The two of them were so busy that they had to face each other.

"Hey, this, this is not right..."

The tall ghost standing at the door was a little dazed, as if he couldn't believe what he saw.

The people in the carriage who were holding their swords also stared at the uninvited guest with unfriendly faces.

As if they had found a breakthrough, the originally tense atmosphere calmed down strangely.

As soon as the momentum was withdrawn, Lin Heng sat down first and made the final decision.

"Stop it, everyone sit down."

[Heavenly Man] and [Respected King] were launched, and the atmosphere was interrupted by the intrusion of outsiders, and everyone relaxed at the same time.

Clang——!

Fuzukawa Shiya drew out the Sun Wheel Sword from his waist and showed a terrifying smile.

"Stop talking nonsense, kill this guy first."

"Wait, didn't you doubt what I said just now?"

After stopping Shiya's action, Lin Heng turned his eyes to Tanjiro, and his words were full of encouragement.

"Tanjiro, go kill the guy on the opposite side."

"Me?" Tanjiro said.

Although he was confused, the honest child still drew his sword and faced the evil spirit obediently.

As the breathing method slowly operated, a blue torrent gradually wrapped around the Sun Blade.

Looking at his junior brother's skillful water breathing, Tomioka Giyuu, who was sitting next to him, nodded slightly.

However, the next moment Lin Heng interrupted Tanjiro's performance.

"Don't use water breathing, try to use that breathing to prove yourself."

Nodding slightly, Tanjiro followed suit, and his breathing rhythm slowly changed.

In the surprised eyes of everyone, the torrent on the Sun Blade turned into a warm and vigorous flame like the sun.

Tomioka Giyu looked at Kyojuro coldly, and the elder brother quickly shook his head to explain clearly.

"It wasn't me, this is not the breath of fire, but another breathing method."

Only Makijuro's eyes were wide open.

He had read the Flame Pillar's notes, and when he thought of what the little ancestor had said before, a bold guess came to his mind.

After taking a deep breath, Tanjiro's figure burst out towards the two-headed ghost.

"The God of Fire Kagura, Illusion of the Sun!"

His figure used high-speed twisting and spinning to move at high speed.

In the eyes of the two-headed ghost, Tanjiro got close to his body in a few flashes.

The pillar watching the battle was shocked. The better the eyesight, the clearer the afterimage of Tanjiro.

Without a pause, Tanjiro's figure rotated in the air.

"The God of Fire Kagura·Burning Bones and Flames!"

Another powerful and heavy slash broke the evil ghost in half.

Tanjiro stabbed the upper body in midair, and a ring of flames appeared around his body.

"God of Fire Kagura·Yokato!"

This was the final blow.

The two-headed demon with a threatening appearance was instantly carried away by the smooth three-hit combo, and turned into black ash and dispersed.

Three moves easily defeated the enemy, Tanjiro put away his sword and stood up, slowly exhaling a breath of turbid air.

Lin Heng had a smile in his eyes.

"How is it?"

"Hmph! Just barely."

Fuzugawa Miya snorted and stopped targeting Tanjiro, but he still had some prejudice against Nezuko.

"How strange, Tanjiro is obviously not a pillar..."

Kanroji Mitsuri pointed out the problem with a puzzled look on her face.

"He didn't use the red blade, but the ghosts didn't regenerate where he cut."

"I think it should be the effect of the breathing method. This unfamiliar breathing method has a restraining effect on ghosts."

Giyuu, who observed carefully, sighed and felt sad.

I'm sorry, Teacher Urokodaki.

The junior brother who has always been in my heart and the true successor of the Water Pillar who I personally certified is now likely to be gone.

But he still admitted it frankly.

"This unfamiliar breathing method is indeed very powerful, and it is more suitable for Tanjiro's physique than the Water Breathing."

"Is it the Sun Breathing?"

Makijuro, who had been staring at Tanjiro thoughtfully, finally spoke.

"That black knife, and the flames as warm and hot as the sun, the only thing I can think of is the ancestor's breathing, the Sun Breathing."

"Yes, this is also one of the factors that I judged that he can take on the responsibility."

Lin Heng nodded in agreement.

"I guess the reason why the spotted swordsmen have become extinct since the Warring States period is the disappearance of Sun Breathing. Only swordsmen who use Sun Breathing can awaken the spotted pattern and lead other humans."

"In that case, what are you waiting for? Let this kid awaken the spotted pattern now."

Fuzugawa Shiya's eyes lit up, staring at Tanjiro, rubbing his hands, his whole body

Bones creaked.

"If there is no ghost, let me be his opponent."

"Mr. Fuzukawa, please calm down and don't take revenge."

Shinobu stepped forward to take charge of the situation, grabbed the irritable Shimizu, and asked the snake pillar Iguro Obanai who had been secretly observing.

"What's wrong, Iguro, you don't seem to be very happy."

Shaking his head to indicate that he was fine, Iguro Obanai touched the restless white snake on his neck.

"My snake 镝丸 can sense the breath of ghosts. It has been very uneasy since it boarded this train."

There was some confusion in his voice.

"I thought it was because of the ghost just now, but after getting rid of the enemy, it became more afraid. There is something invisible that makes it feel scared."

"Eh? Is there something invisible!"

Kanroji Mitsuri's hair stood up all over her body, and she turned back and forth to observe nervously.

"Mr. Iguro's words sound so scary."

"Really? Did I scare you just now? I didn't mean that..."

Iguro Obanai's eyes widened suddenly, and he quickly glanced at the nervous Mitsuri and explained.

"There should be evil spirits lurking in the dark. Things are not over yet. Please be serious."

He tried to soften his tone as much as possible.

"Don't be afraid, I will protect you."

"But this train may have...big problems."

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"This group of people may have...big problems."

Just at the feet of the pillars, Nightmare, who had just perfectly integrated with the entire Infinite Train, broke out in cold sweat, and the ghost was a little numb.

After the battle at Nada Spider Mountain, Muzan was furious, summoned all the lower strings and carried out a bloody cleanup.

But as a qualified pervert, he successfully stood out from a group of rotten fish and shrimp.

Not only did he get more blood, but he was also entrusted with an important task by Lord Muzan, and was given half of the legion's control authority to replace Rui who made the mistake.

Moreover, he signed a military order in person, and he would personally lead the team to kill the boy with the earrings.

After confirming that the boy with the earrings got on the train, Nightmare was relieved to focus his energy on assimilating the entire train.

According to the original plan, he was prepared to wait patiently for the ambush site in the suburbs, and then kill them all at once with a single order.

In other words, he didn't notice or care about the increasing number of passengers on the train.

It was not until he sent out the two-headed ghost to test it that the confident Lower String One suddenly realized that something was wrong.

When did so many people get on the train?

And if I'm not mistaken, they are all wearing feathers and carrying swords.

Not only is it not simple, I'm afraid each of them has special skills.

Could it be, maybe, probably...

All these people on the train are not pillars...

No matter how unwilling he was to believe it, Nightmare had already lied down and accepted this reality.

He is a pure pervert, but perverts don't like to die.

In this situation, he didn't dare to use the blood demon art to drag these people into the dream. If one of them woke up in the middle of the dream, he would be in trouble.

Nightmare kept calling the name of the Supreme in his mind, praying for the help of that adult.

However, the boss who was thinking about it was busy with the flesh and blood clone in front of him, and had no intention of paying attention to this place.

So a loyal, restless, and hurt black heart gradually fell silent.

The unconditional trust of Lord Muzan certainly touched Nightmare very much, but the group of evil stars on his back really made Nightmare dare not move.

At this moment, he wished that he was a big train that knew nothing and could travel on the railway without worries.

Unfortunately, he was not, so he could only speed up silently.

Go faster, faster.

As long as he could reach that place...