Infinite: The Main God Space Starting from Naruto

Chapter 225 (227): The Upper Moons Move Out

On the train to the capital.

Dior sat alone by the window, feeling the changes occurring in his body.

Since absorbing the blood of an Upper Moon demon, his control over his body has reached a new level. Blood vessels, muscles, bones, and even the smallest cells all function perfectly under his will.

"Click".

The door to the private room was suddenly pushed open, and a tall figure flashed in—it was Rengoku Kyojuro.

Kyojuro Rengoku clutched a tattered notebook tightly in his hand, strode up to Dio, and knelt on one knee.

"Lord Dior, I have found it."

Dio took the notebook; the cover read "Flame Pillar Notes".

Turning to the first page, the paper inside was yellowed, with some scorch marks on the edges. Continuing to turn the pages, one could see large areas that had been torn and then pieced back together.

"These tears." Dio's fingers gently traced the pages.

"He was my father when he was alive." Kyojuro Rengoku lowered his head, his voice a little hoarse. "He destroyed part of it before."

"Then what?"

"I can only," Rengoku Kyojuro said in a low voice, "transform him into a corpse-human and retrieve these contents from his memories."

"Well done."

Dio continued flipping through the pages, his gaze suddenly stopping on a page containing information about the Crimson Blade:

"The hilt is imbued with immense power; only those whose minds and spirits are in perfect harmony can wield it."

On the next page, there are only a few words about the markings: "When a swordsman develops a marking, other swordsmen with markings will appear as if in resonance. This power is both a blessing and a curse."

"That's exactly what happened to Tanjiro back then." Kyojuro Rengoku nodded. "That day in the ruins, I saw flame-like markings appear on his forehead with my own eyes. At that moment, his strength surged, and I didn't have time to react..." He subconsciously touched his arm that had been severed earlier.

Dio raised his hand to interrupt him: "Give me your knife."

Rengoku Kyojuro paused for a moment, then unfastened his Nichirin Blade from his waist and presented it with both hands.

Dio's right hand tightened abruptly, his muscles taut instantly. Veins bulged beneath his skin, writhing like earthworms. A strange power surged from his palm into the blade.

"Clang!"

The blade emitted a crisp ringing sound, and starting from the edge, a crimson hue spread visibly. In an instant, the entire blade turned dark red.

Dio flicked his wrist slightly, and the blade traced a red arc in the air.

"Boring." He scoffed and casually tossed the longsword back to Purgatory.

The red color on the sword quickly faded, returning it to its original state. Rengoku Kyojuro caught the longsword, a hint of surprise flashing in his eyes: "Master, what did you do...?"

"Grip strength is nothing to me." Dio flicked the armrest of the seat with his finger, and a deep dent immediately appeared in the metal. "Right now, I can generate 900 kilograms of pressure per square centimeter with just my palm."

The train's outline towards the city gradually became clearer. Dio suddenly stood up from his seat, his golden eyes narrowing slightly.

The distant sky was ablaze with the glow of fire, and thick smoke billowed from it.

"Master?" Rengoku Kyojuro sensed something was wrong and his hand was already on the hilt of his sword.

"Interesting." Dio looked out the window. "It seems someone got here before us."

As the train entered the city, the streets were filled with enormous fish-like creatures with sharp blades on their arms, indiscriminately slaughtering passersby.

A gigantic fish-like creature suddenly darted out from the side, its blades gleaming coldly, slicing open the roof of the vehicle. Broken metal rained down, exposing the passengers to the night sky.

Dio raised his hand, and veins burst forth from his body, like countless tiny venomous snakes, instantly coiling around the fish-like creature.

With a "hiss," the fish-like creature instantly shriveled up, turning into a dried-up corpse that fell to the ground.

"A boring toy." Dio withdrew his blood vessel and glanced around.

Just then, a loud shout came from above: "Kyojuro Rengoku!"

Purgatory suddenly looked up, his pupils shrinking sharply: "Agasa!"

A burly figure leaped down from the rooftop. Moonlight illuminated his ferocious face, his muscles bulging, exuding a terrifying aura of oppression.

"Destructive Smash - Shattering Style - Myriad Leaf Flash Willow!"

Akaza's fist traced an arc in the air, and air currents condensed around the knuckles.

"boom!"

The fist slammed heavily onto the train's engine. The steel tore like paper under the blow, sending shockwaves and fragments flying everywhere.

The locomotive exploded under the terrifying impact, the entire carriage was overturned, and it slid dozens of meters along the tracks before coming to a stop.

As the smoke gradually dissipated, Dio and Kyojuro Rengoku stood on the overturned roof of the car.

Behind them, one by one, undead swordsmen crawled out of the wreckage and stood silently behind the two.

In the distance, Akaza looked down at them, a flicker of shock in his eyes: "You actually came back to life."

His gaze lingered on Kyojuro Rengoku, whose six arms stretched out in the moonlight, each gripping a long sword: "Even his appearance has become so wretched."

But when his gaze turned to Dio, his smile gradually disappeared. The blond man in front of him gave him a strange feeling—he could hardly sense any presence, like an empty shell.

But the more this happened, the stronger his vigilance became.

"It seems you are the target. Lord Muzan was right, you are indeed a dangerous individual."

Before he could finish speaking, Qiwo stomped his feet on the ground and shot out like a cannonball. The ground beneath his feet instantly cracked, sending debris flying everywhere.

"Destruction Kill - Annihilation Style!"

His fist sliced ​​through the air, aiming straight for Dio's face. The wind from the punch howled, compressing the air into a visible shockwave.

At this critical moment, six crimson lights suddenly shone from the side.

"Breath of Flames: Fourth Form - The Winding Stream of Blazing Flames!"

"clang!"

Rengoku Kyojuro simultaneously blocked Kiwaza's fist with all six of his long swords. Blades clashed with fist, sparks flying. The shockwave caused the surrounding ground to crack inch by inch.

The two forces were locked in a stalemate, with flames and shockwaves raging wildly at their point of intersection.

"Your power..." A hint of surprise flashed in Qiwoza's eyes, "is stronger than when you were alive?"

"Thanks to my master's grace." Rengoku Kyojuro pressed down with all six swords at the same time, flames surging. "This body is far superior to what it used to be."

"Let me see how strong you are!" Kiwaza leaped backward, his feet spread apart, assuming a stable horse stance. His right hand rested on his waist, while his left hand reached forward, aiming at Rengoku Kyojuro.

"Spell Deployment - Destruction Kill - Compass!"

The airflow emanated from him, forming a twelve-pointed snowflake-shaped formation. Each point radiated a sharp killing intent.

"Well done!" Rengoku Kyojuro swung all six swords at the same time, and flames crisscrossed in the air to form a net.

"Bang!"

Fist and blade collided once more. Qiwoza's fist struck precisely at the intersection of the six swords, the weakest point in the defense.

Kyojuro Rengoku's feet sank into the ground.

"Destruction Kill: Chaos Style!"

Suddenly, Qiwoza changed tactics, unleashing a barrage of punches like a torrential downpour. Each punch precisely targeted an opening in the defense.

"Clang clang clang clang!"

The sound of metal clashing was as dense as rain, and sparks flew everywhere. Kyojuro Rengoku wielded his six swords wildly, barely managing to block the onslaught.

But in the midst of this fierce clash, his blade began to turn red, an eerie crimson color spreading.

Qiwozuo delivered a powerful punch to the center of the blade net, the immense impact causing the ground beneath Purgatory's feet to instantly collapse, spiderweb-like cracks spreading outwards.

"Hahaha!" Qiwo laughed loudly, his eyes burning with fighting spirit. "Excellent! This is the kind of battle I've been wanting! Come on, let's have a good fight!"

Just then, a faint sobbing sound came from afar.

Dio turned his head and saw a hunched old man standing on the street corner. He had horn-like protrusions on both sides of his forehead, his face was covered with wrinkles, and he was wiping away tears with trembling hands.

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"Master, leave this to us!"

Several undead swordsmen immediately charged forward with their blades drawn. Seeing this, Half-Heaven Dog immediately turned and ran. Although his steps were unsteady, his speed was surprisingly fast, and he disappeared around the corner in an instant.

In the midst of the chaos, Dio suddenly felt something strange behind him.

He turned around abruptly, his right hand shooting out, veins bursting from his body like countless tiny snakes shooting into the air behind him.

"Bang!"

A blue earthenware jar shattered with a crash, shards flying everywhere. Dio narrowed his eyes; for a fleeting moment, he had sensed a dangerous aura.

"Oh? Your perception is so sharp that you can even detect my presence."

A chilling voice came from afar. Dio turned his head and saw a pale figure standing on the roof.

It was a pale-skinned monster with fish fins, green lips where its eyes were, and eyes on its forehead and mouth.

Dio stood still, his eyes slightly narrowed. He glanced at the terrified Hantengu fleeing, then at the jade pot holding the porcelain jar, a cold smile playing on his lips: "Three Upper Moon demons. It seems Muzan values ​​me quite a bit."

"It's an honor." Gyokuko bowed gracefully, but a cold glint flashed in her eyes. "Let me see what you're capable of that makes Lord Muzan value you so much."

Dio didn't say anything, but slammed his right foot on the ground, shattering the rails beneath him. He shot towards the Jade Pot like a cannonball.

"Well done!" Instead of retreating, Yu Hu advanced, a blue-and-white porcelain pot suddenly appearing in his hand. "Blood Demon Technique: Thousand Needle Fish Kill!"

The spout opened instantly, and two golden koi swam out, shimmering eerily in the moonlight. The next moment, countless tiny poisonous needles shot out from the spout, pouring down like a torrential rain.

"Pfft pfft pfft!"

The poisoned needle pierced Dio's body, drawing out puffs of blood mist. However, a bizarre scene unfolded—the wounds healed instantly.

"The jade pot's pupils constricted sharply, a hint of shock flashing in its eyes. 'Has its self-healing ability reached this level?!'"

Without a second thought, Yu Hu flipped his hands, and another blue pottery pot appeared in his grasp: "Blood Demon Technique - Water Prison Bowl!"

The earthenware pot trembled violently, spouting a deep blue liquid. The liquid, as if alive, twisted and contorted strangely in the air, rapidly gathering around Dio.

"Click. Click"

The water swirled and made a sickening sound, instantly forming a huge water prison around Dio. The blue liquid spun continuously, emitting eerie fluctuations.

"Hehe." Yu Hu's slender fingers gently stroked the surface of the pot, her voice tinged with a hint of smugness. "In this water prison, the air is completely cut off; no one can exert any force!"

But without pausing, another ceramic pot appeared in his palm: "Blood Demon Art - Octopus Pot Hell!"

"boom!"

Countless jet-black tentacles shot out. Each tentacle was as thick as a bucket, its surface covered with fine suckers that gleamed oily in the moonlight.

The tentacles instantly coiled around the water prison, tightening like a python constricting its prey. The suckers clung tightly to the water's surface, and countless tiny bubbles burst on the prison's surface.

"Smash it!"

With a low shout, Yu Hu exerted force on his tentacles, instantly deforming the enormous water sphere. The water pressure surged, and countless tiny streams of water shot out from the gaps, forming water arrows in the moonlight.

The ground was struck by these high-pressure water jets, instantly cutting deep trenches into it. On the walls, bricks and stones were shattered into pieces.

"This level of pressure is enough to tear anything to shreds!" A sinister smile appeared on Yu Hu's face.

Before he could finish speaking, something unexpected happened.

A bone-chilling cold suddenly erupted from the center of the water sphere, instantly condensing the water vapor in the air into frost. The jets of water solidified in mid-air, transforming into crystalline ice arrows.

"Snap! Snap!"

The chill emanated from Dio and spread outwards, instantly freezing the surrounding tentacles.

"What?!" Yu Hu's pupils shrank suddenly.

The next moment, with a "crash," all the frozen tentacles shattered simultaneously, turning into countless crystalline ice shards that drifted down.

Before the ice shards even hit the ground, Dio appeared, a strange light flashing in his right eye.

"The emptiness and the piercing light were startling."

A white beam of light tore through the air, aiming straight for the Jade Pot's throat. The air itself crackled and popped wherever it passed.

"What?!"

Yu Hu dodged the fatal blow with a swift movement. The spot where she had just been was instantly pierced through, leaving two bottomless holes.

The next second, he emerged from another pottery jar ten meters away:

"Heh, this level of attack can't hit me. I can escape from any of these pottery jars."

Before he finished speaking, Dio turned his head, and all the pottery jars around him burst open under the impact of the high-pressure liquid, with fragments flying everywhere.

The fragments fell like raindrops, each crisp sound like an awl piercing the heart of the jade pot.

"No!" Yu Hu's voice turned hoarse. "My art! My collection! You barbarian!"

As soon as he finished speaking, Yu Hu's clothes tore apart instantly. His size more than doubled, and his lower body transformed into a thick fish tail covered with transparent scales.

His originally thin arms became thick and strong, and sharp claws grew from his fingertips.

"You bastard," Yu Hu's voice turned hoarse and deep, "you're the third person to witness my heroic bearing!"

A white beam shot out from Dio's right eye again, but this time, Yu Hu raised her arm and let the beam hit her.

"Buzz!"

The beam of light struck the transparent scales, but it split into several beams instantly, as if shining through a kaleidoscope, shooting outwards.

The jade pot roared with a ferocious laugh: "How about it? This is true art!"

(End of this chapter)