I, permanently add attributes, ascend to become a god

A sun wheel sword, sharpened over and over again every day.

It seems like he is ready to go out and kill people at any time.

"Stop reading it, stop reading it!!!"

"shut up!"

A young man wearing a wild boar mask angrily punched Zenitsu Agatsuma on the head as he had another attack.

Agatsuma Zenitsu, who had not rested for a long time, fell to the ground on the spot.

Inosuke Hashibira, a member of the main character group, created the Beast's Breathing and his weapon is a two-handed sword.

The young boy who came from the mountains did not understand the ethics and morals of the world and was very lacking in how to get along with others.

He felt very upset about the situation of his companions, but he didn't know what this emotion was.

Seeing that my wife Zenitsu was blaming himself again, the angry pig punched him directly and knocked him out!

"Hey, Inosuke, wait a minute, don't be so rude!!!"

Tanjiro was horrified as he looked at Inosuke Hashibira who had knocked out my wife Zenitsu and carried him directly on his shoulder.

He hurried forward to check on my wife Zenitsu.

"Haha, don't worry, Kamado-chan."

“When you’re young, there are always situations where you’re immature.”

"It would be good to let my wife Zenitsu take a break. There is still a long road ahead."

"Only through hardships can one grow. Believe in the power of your companions!"

“Setbacks may be hard to bear, but all we have to do is grit our teeth and keep moving forward!”

The Flame Pillar - Rengoku Kyojuro laughed heartily, his long golden-red hair like a lion dancing in the wind.

He was like this when he was young, impulsive and passionate.

Although he had not been in contact with the three of them for a long time, the smooth and experienced Rengoku Kyojuro was able to easily detect the concern behind Inosuke's violent behavior.

These are the new shoots of the Demon Slayer Corps, the seeds of the Demon Slayer Corps.

As a pillar, the only thing he had to do was to be their solid backing.

Until in the future, these new sprouts grow into new pillars of the Demon Slayer Corps!

Chapter 283 Dream Fall

"Is this the pillar of the Demon Slayer Corps?"

"He looks stupid, but he's no different from an ordinary human being!"

"That means a brighter hair color!"

Far above the group of people, a dark blue figure was looking at the group of people below with a fiery gaze.

It has a naked upper body, a bald head, and blue stripes all over its body.

A speedster who possesses the blood ghost technique*speed.

As the name suggests, the effect is that you can increase your movement speed by an astonishing amount.

Theoretically, the power of blood ghost magic will increase with the strength of the ghost. If the strength is extremely strong, it is not impossible for the speed to reach the speed of light.

Therefore, the Speedy Demon is quite proud of his speed. Since his debut, he has relied on this blood demon technique to roam around and commit crimes, and has never been caught up by the Demon Slayer Corps.

Currently, an attack is being launched towards the location of the Twelve Demon Moons!

In the anime, he appeared in the first episode of the Infinity Train arc, and he withstood two sword strikes from the Flame Pillar (one for the leg and one for the neck), which shows how powerful he is!

Compared to a certain Lower Rank, he was killed instantly with one sword by the Water Pillar - Tomioka Giyuu.

The battle between the Speedy Demon and the more powerful Flame Pillar took much longer.

I can only say that I tried my best, really tried my best.

What else can be blamed?

"Master Nightmare said that not long ago, twelve demon moons died. As long as ordinary demons have made enough contributions, they can be promoted to become twelve demon moons and receive the grace of Master Muzan once again!"

The speed ghost had a lot of thoughts in his mind. The reason why he took the initiative to participate in this ambush plan was to gain a higher status.

This person is only one step away from being promoted to the Lower Rank One, and Lord Nightmare has acknowledged this himself.

...

On a mountain top further away.

A girl with medium-length black hair with rose-red ends was watching all this in secret.

“What a wonderful plan!”

Nightmare closed his eyes, intoxicated, and raised his hands as if embracing the whole world, as if he was holding the whole world in his arms. His black tuxedo fluttered in the mountain breeze, swaying with the wind.

Due to the failure of the Lower Rank Demon, Rui, at Nagegumi Mountain, all of the Lower Rank Demons, except Nightmare, were killed by Muzan.

Although facing Muzan's accusation, Nightmare not only managed to avoid death because of his perfect response, but also obtained Muzan's reward - more blood of the Demon King, which enabled him to further improve his strength.

However, a sense of crisis is also constantly urging it!

I got away with it this time, but what about next time?

In the long war between humans and demons, the demons eliminated by the demon hunters have always been those at the lower level. The lower-rank demons have been replaced batch after batch, but the upper-rank demons have not changed in the past hundred years. Even the pillars of the demon hunters who have eliminated countless demons have died at the hands of the upper-rank demons.

So what if he’s the number one lower-ranking demon?

After all, it's not just the upper string!

Nightmare also has extraordinary ambitions in his heart.

Therefore, when the five-member group of players came to him for cooperation, Nightmare agreed without hesitation.

No matter what, it would undoubtedly be much safer if the six lower-rank members acted as a group.

He wants to achieve greater feats, eat stronger humans, accumulate strength, and prepare for a bloody battle.

As for the speed ghost?

He's just cannon fodder!

A playful smile appeared at the corner of Nightmare's mouth. He was really ignorant of the immensity of the world. He didn't even think about the fact that the pillars of the Demon Slayer Corps were so easy to hunt down?

Or guess, how did the former Lower Moon One and the former former Lower Moon One die?

Nightmare cherishes his life very much, and he has no intention of confronting Zhu head-on.

"Good night, have a good dream!"

Nightmare gave a playful smile towards the speed ghost, and then his figure jumped and came to a hidden place nearby.

"Please, give me some more!"

"Reality...reality is too painful!"

"Sachiko... no matter what, please let me see Sachiko again!"

"Please...Please!!!"

Looking at Nightmare walking slowly towards him, a group of men and women swarmed over. They knelt at Nightmare's feet like the most obedient and loyal dogs.

Nightmare smiled complacently and said calmly: "It is already a great kindness of mine to grant you a sweet dream before I die."

"You dare to ask for more? Do you think I can't eat people?"

A trace of fear flashed across the eyes of the men and women surrounding the nightmare, but it was quickly replaced by a look of determination.

There are some things that we will still pursue even if we know they will lead to death, even if it means getting them from the hands of man-eating evil spirits.

"Sir, please tell us what we should do!!!"

"As long as you ask, we will definitely complete it!!!"

A woman cried bitterly. Her only thought now was to return to the world with endless happiness. For this, she was willing to pay any price.

Dream weaving!

This is the blood demon art of the Lower Moon One Nightmare.

As a human, he could not distinguish between dreams and reality since he was a child, and often caused trouble to people around him. When he grew up, he used hypnosis to make dying patients mistakenly believe that they were cured.

His biggest hobby is to play tricks on others, and he has an extremely bad personality.

As for these men and women kneeling on the ground, the reason why they ignored the nightmare's identity as man-eating evil ghosts and begged at all costs was naturally because of the beautiful dream.

The nightmare was just a beautiful dream, and these people fell into it collectively.

Compared to the perfect dream, reality is a puddle of disgusting mud.

Why drug addiction?

When people take drugs, their bodies will secrete a large amount of dopamine, a happy factor, which will make people extremely excited and euphoric, and forget all the shortcomings of reality.

Once you have tried it, most people will not be able to resist doing it again and again!

This is drug addiction!

The degree to which nightmare dreams can control the brain is incomparable to that of drugs.

In other words, compared to drugs, dreams are the ultimate enhanced version of drugs.

Money, beauty, supreme power, irrevocable family and friends...

Everyone has his or her own worries and desires, misfortunes and regrets.

Someone once said.

True courage is to still love life after seeing the essence of life.

If I had never seen the sunlight, I could have endured the darkness.

The huge gap between real reality and false dreams can break through people's psychological defenses.

If possible, they would rather sink into the dream forever and never wake up again.

"As long as you open your mouth, will it be completed?"

Nightmare rubbed his chin, and the men and women in front of him nodded frantically, wishing they could swear to the sky!

"Then remember your promise!"

Nightmare smiled slightly and waved his hand.

The crowd fell down in response, with a loud crash of flesh hitting the floor.

Despite this, they still subconsciously showed happy smiles on their faces.

"Sink, sink! Sink into that dream..."

"I slept so soundly, but I can never wake up again~"

Unbridled laughter echoed in the air, and Nightmare stood alone among the fallen crowd.

(I’m stuck.. I only have 2000 words today. I’ve been sitting there from afternoon to evening. I’ve never been so tormented before… I’m not satisfied with how to string together the subsequent plots.)

Chapter 284 Infinite Train, the beginning of the war!

Low-hanging clouds slowly passed through the night sky. The cool wind blew the chaotic shadows of the trees. The rustling sounds were mixed with the fluctuating chirping of insects, like a continuous drizzle.

On the low branches of the road, a few crows stood quietly, their bodies straight, like solemn and dignified soldiers.

under the tree.

The three black-clad swordsmen had solemn expressions on their faces, and behind them, a dozen or so figures whose faces could not be seen clearly followed them.

They were silent, looking into the distance, as if waiting for something.

At the end of the road, that dazzling golden-red hair appeared.

Smiles appeared on the cold faces of the swordsmen, and they walked forward excitedly to meet them.

"Master Flame Pillar!"

"Master Flame Pillar, since the headquarters sent the message, we have finally waited for you!"