The Chainsaw Man, but the Darkin Sword Demon

[In the demon form, he has infinite strength, extremely fast speed, and possesses a physical fitness far superior to that of a human being. Even concentrated sulfuric acid is as ridiculous as white water in front of him. 】

【He jumped down from the building, looking for the smell of blood to find his opponent. 】

"Are you coming..." The man looked at those illusory words without any panic in his heart, and even had a little expectation.

He used these words to learn about Mu Bai's actions before, so he continued to [edit the reality] according to the situation on the spot - he didn't need to read or listen, as long as he had these words, he could know all the opponent's actions.

He looked up at the street in the distance, and then bit his finger.

The moment the blood splattered, he put his hands on the keyboard again—the keys could only be pressed if the keyboard absorbed his blood.

Tap, tap, tap...

【Mubai fell heavily on the ground. The road surface that hadn't been refurbished for a long time couldn't bear such a great pressure, and it shattered suddenly, exposing the deep pit below. 】

[Under the deep pit, there happened to be cement that had been sealed by sewer workers some time ago but hadn't fully dried. It was four or five meters deep. 】

[On the road, the entire row of cars parked on the side of the road also fell into the deep hole, and all of them hit Mubai on the head. 】

"These should be enough to hold you back for a few seconds, Mr. Devil..."

The man smiled and put away the keyboard, turned and walked towards another dark alley.

Chapter 42 Darkborn?How many divisions does he have?

Mubai jumped down from the fifteenth floor and started a near-free fall that lasted for several seconds.

In fact, his demon wings can fly, but he doesn't want to.

Because the smell of the devil he smelled was directly below.

Boom——!With the sound of a heavy object falling to the ground, he regained the feeling of stepping on the ground.

But before he could get a firm foothold, the road under his feet cracked suddenly, followed by another near-free fall movement.

Snapped--!This time it was the sound of something heavy hitting the viscous liquid.

Mu Bai looked around suspiciously, and suddenly found that he happened to land in a big puddle of cement that was about to be dried.

And that's not the worst.

Worst of all, there were several dark shadows overhead—several cars about to fall blocked the light of the street lamps.

Mubai blinked.

Then, a bunch of cars fell one after another, burying him alive.

But... it was just "buried alive".

In full Darkin form, this level of aggression was hardly an itch for him.

With a little force in his hands, the cars that were pressing on him were instantly thrown away and sank into the cement.

The devil's wings spread out, and he flew back to the ground in the blink of an eye.

The passers-by gathered around the deep pit and wanted to watch what happened. When they saw a "demon" flying out of it, they all screamed and ran for their lives, as if the bottom of the deep pit was really connected to hell.

Mu Bai didn't bother to pay attention to these people eating melons, and walked straight towards the alley across the road - he could smell the devil's breath coming from there.

But because he was too focused on the target in front of him, he didn't realize that there was a man approaching among the fleeing crowd.

By the time he smelled the second devil's breath, the man had already finished guiding.

"I sacrifice and kill to you, please give me oil!"

With a roar, the ground in the middle of the road suddenly softened—all the stones and asphalt used to pave the road turned into oil.

The man laughed and took out a dollar bill and a lighter, lit the dollar bill and threw it on the ground.

When fire meets oil, a raging fire suddenly arises.

Mu Bai, who was in the center of the oil, was instantly engulfed by the flames, leaving only a vague figure swaying in the flames.

The vengeance was avenged, and the man felt comfortable all over.

Beside him, another white-skinned man asked casually: "I didn't expect you to be able to move your hands so quickly. This is really a medical miracle, Mr. John."

"Our country's medical level is the best in the world, and I also borrowed the power of the devil." The man named John said proudly, "Although it is still a bit inconvenient to move now, there is no problem in taking revenge! "

As he said that, he shook his arm as if showing off—the arm that was cut off by Mubai today and reattached less than a day ago.

But obviously, Mr. John from the United States has never heard of the phrase "extreme joy begets sorrow".

Before he could finish showing off in the pleasure of getting revenge, a dark red sword light suddenly flashed.

Then, the hand he just took back fell to the ground again.

After a moment of confusion, screams: "Ahhhhhhhhhh! My hand!!Once again!!!"

In the raging fire, that terrifying figure walked out slowly.

It is too naive to want to burn the Darkborn to death based on this small fire.

"Impossible! Impossible!!" John knelt on the ground clutching his broken arm, looking at the figure with shock in his eyes. "Ward's fire can even melt steel in three seconds! How could Ni...how could he be alive!!"

"Steel? Can such a fragile thing be compared with the darkin's carapace?"

Mu Bai shook his head, and walked towards the other party step by step—the slow and powerful steps amplified the fear of death infinitely.

John knelt on the ground and trembled all over, and couldn't even scream in that desperate breath.

"The first 20..." While meditating on the opponent's worth, Mu Bai pulled out the dark-born magic sword that he threw out and cut off the opponent's arm.

But just as he was about to accept the first bonus, he suddenly noticed that the man beside John hadn't fled, but instead had an elegant smile on his face.

"Are you a demon hunter?" Mu Bai asked.

"Yes." The man replied sincerely, "My name is Charles, I am from Germany, and I am Mrs. Millis's guard. I am the same as Mr. John, and I am worth 20 yen to you."

"Okay, just wait a moment." Mu Bai raised the Darkborn Demon Sword.

Charles just watched, and even kindly made room for Mu Bai and John.

He could see the begging in John's eyes, and he knew that the other party was begging him for help, but he didn't do anything, just smiled and asked the other party the last question:

"Mr. John, I want to make sure of one thing with you in your last moments... You are Jewish-American, aren't you?"

John, who was unable to speak due to extreme fear, nodded repeatedly, hoping that the other party would say something like "Since you are also a Jew, let me save you".

But Charles didn't move at all.

On the contrary, it was the extremely indifferent and even disgusting eyes that reminded John of one thing:

Charles' maternal grandfather appears to have been a veteran of the war...

His contract demon is...

Yes……

Swastika Devil!

Ka--!Blood splattered high, and heads fell to the ground.

Mu Bai looked at another demon hunter, but the latter clapped his hands.

clap clap clap...

"The beheading is the most beautiful execution I have ever seen." Charles smiled and looked at the dead body on the ground, "Of course, we should always remember Mr. John, it is his selfless dedication that made this performance possible." .”

"You talk a lot of nonsense," Mu Bai raised the Darkborn Demon Sword again, "and I don't like people who talk a lot of nonsense...except for Pava."

Seeing that the blade was about to fall, Charles still stood there.

Of course he wasn't taken aback.

He is prepared.

Just as the blade was about to decapitate his head, he performed the ritual of summoning—contorting gestures and sacrificing the life of a Jew.

In an instant, the space behind him was roughly torn open, and a swastika flag flew out from it.

clang--!The swastika flag collided head-on with the Darkborn Demon Sword, and was cut off without any surprise after a crisp sound, but the powerful force also successfully shifted the blade half an inch to the side.

"Huh?" Mu Bai looked at the space crack with great interest.

To be honest, he had mastered the power of Aatrox for so long, and this was the first time he met an opponent who could force his blade away.

The space crack gradually expanded, and a huge figure walked out from it.

Under the illumination of the street lamp, Mu Bai saw a very iconic thing on the opponent's head——

A pinch of mustache.

Or... the head of the demon in front of him is a beard.

Its body is very large, with a height of four meters and five.It walked up to Charles and looked down at the "junior" who had signed a contract with it.

"My cowardly scout, answer me, how many divisions are there this time?"

Chapter 43 Vampire: In my opinion, you are the vampire

Mu Bai never expected that the German demon hunter named Charles would summon such a thing.

【Swastika Devil】

Or called the mustache devil.

It was born from the human war more than half a century ago—the most brutal war in human history.

In this world, perhaps no one remembers that war—almost all the demons born in that war were eaten by chainsaw demons in hell, and the effect of projecting them into the human world is [forgetting].

No one will remember the demons eaten by the chainsaw demons, and the [root of fear] that gave birth to those demons will also dissipate, whether it is history books or the memory of human brains, it will be wiped out.

For example, if the chainsaw demon eats the e-cigarette demon, then the e-cigarette will be completely forgotten by human beings, and everything from the most basic name to the most core manufacturing process will be erased from human memory do.

There are many "super demons" eaten by chainsaw demons, such as atomic bomb demons, black plague demons, and many other demons that scare most people in the world.

Theoretically speaking, the demons bred from things like the swastika flag, which played a dominant role in that war and terrified the whole world, have long been eaten by the chainsaw demon, but this guy unexpectedly escaped.

It's no wonder that although people in this world don't remember that peerless war, they do remember that extreme massacre against a certain nation.

Forget it... Since you met a demon that the chainsaw demon couldn't eat, let's invite you to be a guest in your own stomach.

"20 plus 20 plus a buffet... It seems that today is quite profitable."

Mu Bai clenched his giant sword and walked towards the Swastika Banner demon step by step.

But the latter is still talking to its contractor: "One? There is only one target this time?"

"Yes." Charles saluted respectfully, pointing to John's body lying on the ground with one hand, and Mu Bai with the other. "According to the contract, I only sacrificed one Jew to you, so naturally you only need to help me kill one person."

"One is still too few...that's all." The swastika demon moved his limbs and joints slightly, "I can feel that this Jew is also a demon hunter, so the target you ask me to kill will not be weak, right? ?”

"Yes, he is strong, maybe even stronger than you."

"Better than me?"

Hearing these words, the Swastika Demon suddenly burst out laughing, that horrible laughter was hoarse than that of Atox, as if it came from the real abyss, hell.

"I terrified a nation and half the world! How could someone be stronger than me!"

As soon as the words fell, a swastika flag flew out from its beard, pointing directly at Mubai's face door.

The latter raised his sword to block and easily cut off the flying sharp flag, but it was just a feint.

The fist that follows is the real purpose.

This is the first time Mubai has seen it on other demons at such a speed - it can only be said that it is indeed a demon with the swastika banner, this move is probably called [Lightning Waves], right?

Boom!Face to fist, a huge muffled sound echoed throughout the street.

Mu Bai touched the carapace on his face, and there was a slight tendency to peel off—even the [Female Fist Demon] whose strength would be hundreds of times stronger when hiding in the dark, had to be hit hundreds of times in a row to make the darkin carapace Cracked, and the swastika demon almost peeled it off with one punch.

This pure power, I am afraid that there are not many opponents in the whole hell - of course, what is discussed here is only [pure power].

Most demons have their own unique abilities, and sometimes they don't even need [pure power] at all, so [pure power] is not directly equal to [combat power].

Like the dark demon, one of the root demons, it is estimated that it does not need to use [pure power] to kill the swastika demon directly.

But no matter what, the [pure power] of the swastika demon is indeed very strong.