Demon Slayer: The Undead Swordsman of Thunder

At dawn, golden rays of sunlight shone into the platform, and a few passengers entered the station to wait.

"Woo woo woo --"

The sound of a whistle came from afar, and a brand new train slowly drove in, with large silver characters on the front of the train.

Infinity.

After half a month, the Infinity Train returned to the track, and the fact that a large number of passengers had disappeared became a topic of conversation after dinner.

"Wow, what kind of beast is this? It's so long!"

"Pig rushes forward!"

Pig rushed through the crowd, and people along the line looked at this strangely dressed guy with contempt, and many people expressed resentment.

"Sorry, sorry, my friend has a problem with his brain!"

"Sorry, please forgive me!"

"..."

Inosuke rushed in front, and Tanjiro and Zenitsu followed behind and apologized to passers-by frantically.

Seeing that Inosuke was about to draw his sword and chop the train, Zenitsu rushed over and hugged him, cursing and shouting:

"Inosuke, are you crazy?"

"That's a train, the railway police will arrest you in a moment!"

"Inosuke, calm down!" Tanjiro had just apologized to someone and rushed over to help Zenitsu.

Fortunately, the three of them boarded the train safely.

"Passengers who haven't boarded the train, please pay attention, the train is about to depart, please board as soon as possible!"

A soft female voice sounded, and there were almost no people beside the railway.

As the door closed, a loud whistle sounded, and billowing white smoke gushed out from the chimney on the front of the train...

Infinite train, set sail!

"Is this white thing harder than my head?"

Walking in the corridor of the carriage, Inosuke suddenly jumped onto the table of a passenger next to him and raised his head to hit the glass.

This action frightened Zenitsu's face pale, and he hurriedly grabbed Zhuzhu and roared:

"Inosuke, do you want to be thrown off the train?!"

"Get off!"

Seeing that the passengers on both sides of the table were about to get angry, a big hand reached out and picked up Inosuke. It was Touma.

"Inosuke, be quiet, otherwise..."

Touma glared at him, and Zhuzhu wilted instantly.

After sincerely apologizing to the passengers, he brought the three little ones to the corresponding carriage.

"Brother Kyojuro, long time no see!" Tanjiro greeted him from a distance. Kyojuro, who was busy eating, raised his head, swallowed it in one gulp, and laughed heartily.

"Hello, Tanjiro!"

After a simple greeting, everyone sat down.

Tanjiro and Kyojuro sat together, Touma sat with Zhuzhu, and Zenitsu sat with a stranger.

Gradually, night fell.

The white searchlight pierced the night, illuminating the road ahead.

The train was like a giant beast, galloping rapidly across the uninhabited wilderness. The wheels and rails rubbed against each other to produce dazzling sparks, as dazzling as a meteor across the night sky.

At the front of the train, the conductor collapsed on the seat and fell asleep.

Yes, the current Infinite Train is in an unmanned state, but even so, it still moves steadily.

Suddenly, pieces of still beating flesh and blood dripped from the carriage. They gathered more and more, and finally condensed into a human shape.

Nightmare, the current train driver, or in other words, it is the train.

This crazy ghost merged with the entire Infinite Train.

Nightmare was wearing a black tuxedo and white line pants, with red highlights on the ends of his long black hair. He faced the door of the locomotive, with his hair across his chest, and bent down very gracefully, with a strange arc at the corner of his mouth, saying:

"Dear passengers, get ready to dream!"

"Die in a beautiful dream, this is the tenderness I give you!"

"Hehehe!"

As soon as the voice fell, it melted like an ice cube, and finally turned into a pile of flesh and blood, and re-integrated into the train.

At the same time, the ticket inspector had begun to check tickets in each carriage.

The person in charge of checking tickets was an uncle, who looked haggard, with a hint of desire in his numb eyes.

As the puncher punched two round holes on the tickets, the conditions for the triggering of Nightmare's blood ghost art were met.

Wherever the ticket inspector passed, the carriage was dead silent, and people fell asleep, with their mouths raised, as if they were dreaming of something.

Soon, the ticket inspector came to the carriage where Feiyuzhen and others were, which was also the last carriage.

He was afraid that the scum boss had given Nightmare something against him, so he cooperated with the ticket inspector to successfully punch the hole.

The seal on the field made him remember a lot.

Because Feiyuzhen was the last ticket inspector on this train, Nightmare was too lazy to monitor him. What it didn't know was that the ticket had been replaced with one without blood ghost art.

As Feiyuzhen closed his eyes, the ticket inspector was so excited that tears came outAs the tears flowed down, he murmured like crazy:

"Great, I have completed that person's mission. I can finally dream of my wife and daughter in my dreams, hahaha!"

The ticket inspector turned and ran towards the front of the train. He didn't need to care about anyone because no one was awake.

After running all the way, he came to the front of the train, and Nightmare had been waiting for him for a long time.

"Please, give me a dream!"

The ticket inspector knelt down with tears streaming down his face.

"You did a good job, I will reward you!" Nightmare smiled slightly, and the blood ghost technique was activated, and the ticket inspector collapsed with a smile.

But soon, his smile twisted, and his face was full of fear.

"Hahaha!"

"Nightmare is not bad!"

Nightmare patted the ticket inspector's mouth and said jokingly.

"After a while, everyone will become my food, so what if it's a pillar, hahaha!"

Nightmare's triumphant laughter echoed in the dead silent carriage, and it began to merge with the train.

After an unknown amount of time, the door of the last carriage was opened.

Five pale and thin boys and girls came in, holding a rope in one hand and an awl in the other, looking for something seriously.

They had the same desire as the ticket inspector, but they were tortured by terminal illness, and they wanted to die in a beautiful dream.

That's why Nightmare could use them.

The dream created by vampire magic is not infinitely extended, but forms a limited dream circle around the dream owner, and outside the dream circle is the unconscious realm of the dream owner.

In the unconscious realm, there is a "spiritual core". If the core is destroyed, the dream owner will lose consciousness and become a disabled person.

That hemp rope is the rope of dreams. It can be used to enter other people's consciousness, and then the cone of dreams can be used to destroy the core of the spirit.

This is the strategy that Nightmare came up with against the Demon Slayer Corps, a foolproof strategy.

A girl came to Fei Yuzhen, and after tying the rope of dreams, she was stunned, because unlike what she had agreed, she did not fall asleep.

After a brief moment of confusion, she turned her head to look at the other five companions, and they all fell asleep.

"I... Why didn't I fall asleep?" The girl murmured.

At this moment, a grinning voice sounded, and the voice was very small.

"Because I didn't fall asleep!"