A Dimensional Journey Begins with the Dragon Clan

Chapter 415
"Don't run! Let's fight! Get out of here!"

Inosuke, who jumped into the air, desperately swung the Japanese sword.

But he couldn't fly, no matter how hard he tried, he couldn't reach the height where the ghost was, so he had no choice but to fall down.

"It hurts, it hurts! Bastard! Why are you running? What are you doing without your hands!?"

Inosuke waved the knife in his hand wildly, cursing the shamelessness of that ghost.

But the boy-like ghost didn't even turn his head, and continued to walk towards the depths of the mountain forest on his own.

"Inosuke! Don't chase him! That guy is dangerous!"

Tanjiro looked at Tixiang who was about to get up and chase after Inosuke.

"And the smell on this ghost is completely different from the ghost that manipulates these people! We have to solve the immediate trouble first! Can you find a way to find the ghost that controls these silk threads? Please!"

"Humph! Got it!"

Inosuke seemed to be very helpful when he heard the three words 'please'.

"Find out the location of the ghost, right!? Leave it to me!"

As he spoke, he plunged the two solar knives into the ground, knelt down on one knee, and opened his arms like a beast to perceive the surrounding environment.

The breath of the beast, the seven teeth, and the awareness of space!
Inosuke, who grew up in the deep mountains and old forests, is also a child of nature in a sense.

He has an extremely sharp sense of touch, and his original "breath of the beast" is based on this beast-like perception ability.

As long as he concentrates, he can even clearly feel the slight vibration of the air within a few miles, and any disturbance in the surroundings cannot escape his perception.

The air flow will produce subtle changes due to the surrounding environment. For example, the changes produced by passing through stones and passing through the human body are completely different.

And Inosuke can clearly distinguish such subtle changes, so as to find the enemy hiding in the distance.

A silhouette of a human figure gradually formed in Inosuke's perception, "I found it! It's there!"

Inosuke pulled out the Hinosuke sword from the ground and shouted excitedly.

"understand!"

"Inosuke, I leave this place to you!"

Before the words fell, Tanjirou's figure had disappeared in place.

"!?"

On a boulder in the middle of a dark wood.

A silver-haired female ghost squatted and danced, her fingertips were entangled with fine silk threads, and her movements seemed a little flustered.

"How to do how to do?"

The female ghost anxiously pulled the silk thread to manipulate the weak swordsmen of the Demon Slayer Squad, trying to block the boy who was rushing towards this side.

"Mother."

The cold voice came from behind her, making her shiver involuntarily.

"tired?"

Thin cold sweat broke out on the female ghost's forehead, and she turned her head to look at the boy who called her 'Mom' with some fear.

This boy is exactly the boy who appeared in front of Tanjiro and Inosuke just now.

"You can win, right?"

The boy called 'Tired' asked the woman in front of him indifferently.

Although he kept calling 'Mom', he didn't have the slightest respect for the woman in front of him.

"Aren't you spending too much time on them? If you don't hurry up...I'm going to sue Dad?"

"no, do not want!"

The female ghost explained in a panic, "Relax...don't worry! Mom will kill them right away! I will definitely protect you...so don't..."

"That's it...then you should hurry up."

Tired glanced at her faintly, then disappeared into the woods.

Even though the figure of the boy in front of him had disappeared from sight, the white-haired female ghost still hugged her body in fear and kept trembling.

She wasn't afraid of 'complaining to her father'. After all, what she was really afraid of was not the so-called 'father', but 'Tired' himself.

The fifth chord, tired.

That's right, this ghost who looks like a boy is the ghost of the last bow in the "Twelve Ghost Moon".

And this Natian Spider Mountain is just a tired playground, a playground for playing games.

'Dad', 'mother', 'brother', 'sister' are just tired toys.

This female ghost is very clear in her heart, she is just a tired toy, and toys can be replaced!

If she doesn't play the role of 'mother' well, what awaits her is endless torture, even life and death are beyond her control.

"Whoosh..."

After the violent panting, she finally calmed down, and her body and hands stopped shaking.

She clenched the silk thread in her hand, and her face became extremely gloomy.

"You must...you must kill these swordsmen as soon as possible! Go to hell! If you don't die, I will be in bad luck!"

But... what happened to the boy carrying the wooden box! ?
Her heart was extremely anxious.

Obviously, the closer the place is to her, the stronger her silk threads will be, and the control power and the fighting power of the 'puppet' will increase, but they just can't stop the boy who is rushing towards her!

"Quick... let's go!"

The manipulated swordsman cried and shouted to Tanjiro, "If you don't leave, you will be killed! Go and call 'Pillar' here! It's useless for ordinary swordsmen to come any more!"

"do not give up!"

Tanjiro gritted his teeth and comforted him.

"Please kill us!"

The swordsmen begged.

Their bodies were fiddled with by powerful silk threads, and their movements had already exceeded the limit of human activities. The sound of fractures came continuously, and their twisted hands and feet made them scream in pain.

"How could this be……"

Tanjiro cut off the thread that was sticking to his body and denied the proposal of the swordsmen. It is impossible for him to do such a thing as killing someone.

But... there seems to be no other way to stop these people from continuing to suffer.

If you can't kill the ghost that controls everything, no matter how many times you cut it off, these threads will be restored.

"Be patient a little bit!"

Tanjiro yelled and broke out forward.

All he can do now is to ignore these people for the time being, and the only way to save these swordsmen is to go around and kill the ghost.

"Damn it!"

The movements in the hands of the female ghost hiding deep in the woods became more and more anxious.

She found that these useless human puppets couldn't stop the boy at all. The boy's speed was too fast to get entangled with these puppets at all.

"I can't help it! I can only use that..."

The silk thread at her fingertips broke instantly, and then she stretched out her hand towards the woods beside her.

In that forest there lived a headless ghost.

This ghost was the last 'dad', and because he failed to play this role well, his head was twisted off. The head and body were entangled with dense silk threads and could not be reassembled.

"Now it's time to come in handy!"

With the female ghost's outstretched hand gently dragging, the fine silk thread was connected to her fingertips, and then the bound ghost body fell to the ground.

The colorless silk threads are entwined one by one, making them stronger and stronger.

She concentrated all her strength on this puppet, and the strength displayed by such a puppet is by no means comparable to controlling those fragile humans.

Accompanied by the tightness of the silk thread, the body of the ghost moved, and rushed towards Tanjiro's direction rapidly. The sickles on both arms, like spider feet, cut off the branches blocking the way, and the place where it passed Messy.

"A headless ghost?"

Tanjiro frowned slightly as he watched the Oni approaching him.

The silk thread connected to this ghost is completely different from those on those people. The thread twisted into one strand is thick enough to be seen by the naked eye, and it seems impossible to cut all of them with one knife.

But Tanjiro didn't stop, because he had already seen the female ghost not far behind this ghost.

The ghost stood in front of him, as if guarding her.

"Now that you've found it, use the fastest speed to break through!"

Tanjiro continued running without any extra movement.

His plan was very simple, he had no intention of getting entangled with such a puppet at all. In the end, his purpose was to kill the ghost who manipulated the silk thread. As long as he cut off the neck of the female ghost, the swordsmen would be saved!

The breath of water, the shape of the three, flowing and dancing.

Tanjiro's figure suddenly became blurred, moving fast like a torrent of water, meandering through the trees.

"puff--"

The sound of a sharp weapon entering the body came.

The headless ghost standing in front of him was cut off in an instant.

Such injuries are not fatal, but it doesn't matter, and his purpose is not to kill the ghost, but to hinder its actions.

The manipulative puppet suddenly falls apart, is it quite difficult for the manipulator to deal with?

Tanjiro's plan undoubtedly succeeded.

The white-haired female ghost stared blankly at the scene in front of her.

"Can't win..."

Can't win anyway.

She is fully aware of this at this moment.

This boy's strength has exceeded her expectations.

Facing such a ghost hunter whose strength completely crushed her and had a clear goal, she seemed to have no other choice but to wait for death.

"Oh... well..."

For some reason, after knowing that there was nothing she could do, she was suddenly relieved, it should be said that she gave up completely.

"Living is just a toy, and you have to suffer fear and pain. Maybe you will be free only after you die?"

Facing the oncoming blade, she even felt a little relieved.

"Forehead……"

Tanjiro looked at the female ghost in front of him with some doubts.

The ghost didn't seem to intend to resist anymore, and even stretched out its hand as if wanting to hug something.

He smelled sadness.

"She is longing for death..."

Tanjiro suddenly softened.

Because smells can't deceive people, this ghost is really longing for relief, and then he suddenly remembered.

"Before she became a ghost, she was also a human..."

Deep sadness welled up in his heart, and Tanjiro gripped the handle of the knife tightly.

The breath of water, the shape of Wu, the rain of kindness in the dry sky.

This is the most gentle slash in the sword skills of Breath of Water. It is very fast and gentle, and the person who is slashed will hardly feel any pain.

When Satoshi taught him, he said that this is a slash, a sword of mercy, that can only be used when the opponent is willing to die.

Although he felt pity for the ghost, it was a man-eating ghost after all.

Tanjiro put the sword back into its sheath, and watched the dissipated evil spirit tenderly. He clasped his hands together, as if he was praying for something.

"Is this person... is atonement for me?"

The female ghost's head fell to the ground, and there was a hint of doubt in her eyes.

There was no pain, her neck was like gentle rain flowing, and she could even feel a little warmth.

"I never thought I could die so peacefully."

She stared into the boy's eyes, which were as clear and gentle as the surface of water.

"Be careful...there are twelve ghost moons here..."

"!?"

Hearing the last words left by the female ghost before it dissipated, Tanjiro suddenly became nervous.

"There are twelve ghost moons in this mountain? Could it be..."

He remembered the boy who had appeared before.

Very strong stench, unprecedented sense of oppression, it should be it!

"I don't know if I can beat him..."

Tanjiro was a little uncertain because he was struck by the ghost he met at Miss Tsuyoshi's place.

Not all the twelve ghost months made him fall into a bitter battle, but this time it was the real twelve ghost months.

"But if you want to find a way to turn Nezuko back into a human, you have to win..."

Tanjiro caressed the box on the back, and Nezuko in the box seemed to feel his touch, and tapped the box to respond to him.

Miss Zhu Shi's research requires him to collect more powerful ghost blood, and he must work hard.

But not recklessly.

Because I only know that it is the twelve ghost moons, I don't know whether it is winding up or winding down, the most important thing is to ensure the safety of those swordsmen who are still alive!
Now that it has been confirmed that there are Twelve Ghost Moons in this mountain, it is best for these swordsmen to evacuate quickly. Ordinary swordsmen who stay to fight against Twelve Ghost Moons can only die.

Thinking of this, Tanjiro took action again. What he has to do now is to confirm the situation of those swordsmen, and then make peace with Inosuke.

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"Ah! It hurts!"

There was a scream in the forest.

Shanyi looked at his palm with a painful expression.

"It seems to have been pricked by something, it's really unlucky!"

He ran into the mountain panting, but he couldn't find the shadow of Tanjiro and Inosuke.

"It's so noisy, it's so noisy!"

The kindness possessed by lsp is extremely brave at the moment, and I just want to find Nezuko as soon as possible... Oh no, Tanjiro!
He was not afraid of the eerie environment around him, but felt very noisy.

"Where did that bastard Tanjiro go?"

He savagely chopped off the spiders that were crawling around on the ground.

The dense spiders crawled over the fallen leaves on the ground and made noisy noises, which made him even more angry.

"It's so noisy, can you please be quiet!?"

Zenitsu looked at the ground angrily and tried to communicate with the spiders.

But the next moment he froze.

The hairs all over his body stood up in an instant, and the courage he had just summoned disappeared without a trace.

"Ahhhh!!!!!!"

Shanyi ran away, and the screams resounded throughout the forest.

"What the hell? What the hell was that just now!? A spider with... a human head? Dreaming! I must be... dreaming!"

Shan Yi ran desperately trying to escape from this horrible place.

Now he only hopes that he is in a nightmare, when he wakes up and finds himself lying on the lap pillow of Nezuko's sister, it will be reality!
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