Infinite: The Main God Space Starting from Naruto

Chapter 240 Dio vs. Muzan

The ground of Infinite City suddenly shook violently, and the floor cracked inch by inch.

"You bastard!"

Muzan slammed his fist into the wall of the council chamber, and the entire wall collapsed instantly.

"The Upper Moons were completely wiped out?" Muzan's voice was filled with chilling intent. "Kuroshibo, Doma, Hantengu—a bunch of useless trash!"

He could sense that the blood throughout the country was decreasing, and the demons he had transformed were being hunted down by Dio's army.

The number of tentacles that it has extended out is constantly decreasing.

This feeling of being constantly weakened irritated Muzan. He hadn't experienced this kind of near-out-of-control rage in a long time.

"grown ups."

A figure emerged silently from the shadows, kneeling on one knee. He lowered his head, unable to look directly at Muzan's狰狞 (zhengning - ferocious/hideous) face.

"Speak," Muzan said coldly.

"The situation regarding the survey of spider lilies across the country is not optimistic." The messenger's voice trembled slightly.

"All varieties of spider lilies are being systematically destroyed. Those humans are like madmen; they burn any spider lilies they find immediately, and they are also searching for blue spider lilies."

"What?"

Muzan suddenly turned around, his right hand grabbing the messenger's neck like lightning. The moment the messenger was lifted up, an immense sense of oppression almost suffocated him.

"Useless! You're all useless!" A bloodthirsty glint flashed in Muzan's eyes. "You can't even handle a group of humans, what use are you!"

The messenger tried to beg for mercy, but Muzan had already tightened his grip, and his body exploded in his hand, turning into a cloud of blood mist.

Muzan shook his hand, turned around and walked back to the high platform.

"Dior."

A cold glint flashed in Muzan's eyes. This man who suddenly appeared was like Yoriichi Tsugikuni suddenly descending into the world.

But at least Yoriichi Tsugikuni is just a person who will eventually grow old, while Dio is not only immortal like him, but has also built a terrifying army.

"Erase all the spider lilies." Muzan narrowed his eyes, a crimson glint in his pupils. "Are you trying to force me to reveal myself this way?"

"Since you're so eager to die, then I'll grant your wish."

He turned to Nakime, his eyes turning ferocious: "Keep a close eye on Dio's every move. The moment he finds the Blue Spider Lily will be the moment he dies."

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Meanwhile, searches continue in various locations.

"A reward of ten taels of silver will be given for the discovery of a place where the red spider lily grows!"

"Anyone who burns it immediately will receive an additional five taels of silver!"

"Anyone found harboring any criminals will be executed without mercy!"

The notices posted in various places inspired ordinary people to join the effort. Driven by the reward, farmers began actively searching for traces of the spider lily.

The flames of the burning flowers illuminated the entire Japanese night sky, as an extermination campaign against the spider lily swept across the country with overwhelming force.

Under such high-pressure policies, the number of spider lilies in Japan was almost gone in just a few days.

Once humanity unites, it is indeed easy to wipe out a species.

"Owner!"

At this moment, another corpse-like person strode into the main hall, carrying an exquisite wooden box in his hands. "In the deep mountains of the west, we discovered a patch of spider lilies that we have never seen before."

"Oh?" Dio became interested. "Open it."

The wooden box slowly opened, revealing a crystal-clear flower lying quietly on the velvet. The petals were an incredible blue, emitting a faint glow in the candlelight.

A strange light flashed in Dio's eyes as he thought, "Hantengu mentioned this before he died. It seems this is what Muzan is looking for."

"What about the other flowers?"

"They've all been burned," the Corpse-like man replied respectfully. "This is the only intact blue spider lily. The others were burned the moment they were discovered."

"Things are getting more and more interesting." Dio stared at the blue flower. "Let's see how long you can hold out, Muzan."

Dior took the wooden box and was about to speak when he suddenly turned to look at the shadows in the corner.

"world!"

The golden stand appeared instantly, grabbing the foreign object in the corner—an eyeball with tentacles, which was turning restlessly.

"Surveillance?" Dio slowly walked to the eyeball. "How rare, that the mighty Demon King would resort to such petty tricks."

He grabbed the wooden box and held the blue spider lily up to his eyes: "Do you see it clearly now? It's what you've been searching for."

Its eyes rolled violently, and its whiskers waved wildly, as if trying to break free from the constraints of the world.

"Muzan, how about we make a deal?" Dio's voice held a hint of amusement. "If you can defeat me, I'll give you this flower intact."

"Of course, if you don't come, I'll grind it into powder. Let's see if you choose to continue being a coward, or if you have the guts to come out and face me!"

"Snapped!"

Dio pinched his fingers, and the eyeball exploded in his hand, turning into a cloud of blood mist.

"Zheng—"

Just then, the clear sound of a shamisen suddenly echoed through the main hall.

"Snap!"

The floor beneath Dior's feet vanished instantly, transforming into a dark doorway, and a feeling of weightlessness washed over him.

"world!"

Dio gave a low shout, and his stand appeared in an instant, his right hand flashing out to grab the edge of the doorway.

Using this force, Dior was propelled upwards like an arrow.

"Zheng—"

Another note of music rang out, and the space above his head suddenly distorted. Dio looked up to see another dark doorway opening.

"THE WORLD!" Dio shouted in a low voice.

Time stood still at that moment, the dust in the air froze, and Dio seized the opportunity to slip away through the door.

"Clang clang clang—"

The continuous sound of a piano filled the air, and more doors appeared all around. Each door exuded an ominous aura.

"Infinite City" Dio stood on the beam, his gaze sweeping over the surroundings. "Finally, you can't resist attacking me?"

Before he finished speaking, the dark doors suddenly swung open. Countless ghosts poured out from the doors, rushing towards Dio like a flood bursting its banks.

Their bodies were contorted, their eyes filled with bloodthirsty fanaticism, and their sharp claws gleamed coldly in the dim light.

"Well done!" Dio advanced instead of retreating, and a golden stand appeared behind him.

The first wave of demons had already reached him, their claws tearing through the air with a sharp whistling sound. They were about to touch Dio's body.

"Mu da wood da wood da wood da!"

The golden Stand unleashed a barrage of punches like a torrential downpour, so fast that only countless golden afterimages could be seen flashing in the air.

"Bang! Bang! Bang!"

Amidst the rapid pounding of punches, the demon at the forefront was instantly reduced to a bloody mist. Before the demons behind could react, another wave of ferocious punches rained down upon them.

"Is that all you've got?" Dio stood still, his gaze sweeping around.

At that moment, he suddenly noticed a half-open door on his left. Through the crack in the door, he could vaguely see a figure. The person was wearing a black suit and had a terribly gloomy face.

It's Muzan.

Their eyes met in mid-air, a blood-red glint flashed in Muzan's eyes, and the killing intent in the air suddenly surged.

Dio could sense the violent aura emanating from the other party, the kind of reaction only a wild beast would have when it is completely enraged.

Muzan also stared intently at Dio.

In his vision, Dio seemed to be shrouded in some unseen force.

Although its specific form cannot be captured, the suffocating sense of oppression is real.

"What exactly are you?" Muzan was about to speak.

Dior suddenly revealed a sinister smile.

"THE WORLD!"

Dior's furious shouts echoed through the space.

Not a single mistake, not a single poem, not a single post, not a single piece of content, not a single look!

Time stood still at that moment, and the bloodlust in Muzan's eyes was frozen in that instant.

Dio stomped his foot, propelling himself towards the door like a cannonball. The golden world followed closely behind, passing through countless still ghosts.

The golden world followed closely behind, and the thick arms grabbed Muzan's body directly.

"One second passed."

The world suddenly exerted its force, throwing Muzan's body outside the city, with Dio following closely behind, adjusting his posture in mid-air.

Two seconds have passed.

The two figures passed through numerous doors and flew towards the outside of the Infinite City.

"Three seconds have passed, and time has started to flow again!"

The instant time began to turn again, Muzan felt a blur before his eyes. When he came to his senses, he was already in the hall.

"What!?" Muzan's pupils shrank suddenly.

He had been forced to leave Infinite City—something that had never happened in hundreds of years. What exactly had occurred in that brief moment?

"So even the mighty Demon King is nothing special." Dio stood on the high platform, looking down at Muzan. "So easily panicked after leaving his lair?"

"Nakome!" Muzan roared.

The sound of the shamisen echoed in the air, and the marble floor beneath Muzan's feet suddenly twisted, revealing a dark door about to open.

"Trying to run?" Dio sneered, raising his hands abruptly: "Za Warudo!"

But just as he was about to return to the Infinity City, his vision blurred and Dio's figure appeared in front of him.

"What?!" Muzan's pupils shrank suddenly.

"boom!"

Before he could react, a tremendous force pierced through his body and exploded in his chest.

Muzan's body flew backward like a cannonball, crashing heavily into the wall. Debris flew everywhere, and dust filled the air.

Dio's lips curled into a mocking smile: "Now that you're out, don't even think about going back to your doghouse."

Muzan rose from the ruins, his chest wound completely healed. His eyes were bloodshot, and veins bulged on his forehead.

"Dio!"

Muzan roared, and the sound waves shook the entire hall.

His body suddenly began to twist and deform, and something was writhing wildly under his skin.

In the blink of an eye, countless mouths covered with sharp teeth appeared on his body, each mouth opening and closing greedily, making a chilling chewing sound.

"I'll tear you apart! I'll tear you apart!" Muzan's voice had completely changed, filled with madness and brutality.

The next second, Muzan's back suddenly exploded, and fifteen thick whips burst out of his body.

Each whip had fangs at its tip, flailing wildly in the air, the powerful air pressure shattering the surrounding floor.

"That's more like it." Dio stood still, unmoved.

"Die!" Muzan roared, and all fifteen of his whips were pulled out at the same time.

"boom!"

The whip swept across, tearing the air apart instantly and producing a sharp sonic boom.

A terrifying shockwave spread outwards from Muzan, causing buildings to collapse instantly in its path.

The stone pillars broke, the walls shattered, and the entire hall crumbled under this terrifying force.

"Wryyy!!" Dio roared.

A golden Stand appeared instantly, unleashing a barrage of punches. Each punch struck the whip with pinpoint accuracy, the terrifying force distorting the very air.

"Mu da wood da wood da wood da!"

A flurry of fists repelled all the incoming whips. But Muzan's offensive did not stop; more whips came from all directions, aiming to completely annihilate Dio.

Amidst the billowing smoke and dust, large sections of buildings collapsed. The once magnificent hall had become a ruin, with only a few scattered stone pillars struggling to hold it up.

"boom!"

Another deafening roar followed as the two forces collided head-on. Dio and Muzan both staggered back, regaining their footing amidst the ruins.

Just then, several figures suddenly rushed out from the shadows.

Giyu Tomioka and the members of the Ghost Slayer Corps, each wielding a Nichirin Blade, unleashed their most powerful breathing techniques.

Countless sword lights intertwined into a net, enveloping Muzan, but Muzan only smiled coldly, and the whip behind him suddenly shot up.

"puff!"

Muzan simultaneously lashed out with more than ten whips, blasting the Demon Slayer Corps members away with terrifying force before they could even get close, their bodies exploding in mid-air and turning into a bloody mist.

"Ants."

Muzan didn't even glance at the fallen men; his gaze remained fixed on Dio. "These pieces of trash think they can hurt me?"

Muzan's gaze was fixed on Dio, who was not far away.

"I've already taken care of those Demon Slayer Corps guys." Muzan glanced at the shattered corpses on the ground. "You probably have the Blue Spider Lily on you, right? But it doesn't really matter."

"Next up is you, Dio!" Muzan pointed at Dio.

"Heh, Muzan." Dio chuckled.

He had barely finished speaking when he suddenly frowned. Something felt off; those words sounded so familiar.

Muzan's body suddenly sprang up, his muscles bulging instantly, and fifteen whips shot out from his back like venomous snakes. He transformed into a black shadow, charging towards Dio like a cannonball.

The ground beneath his feet cracked and crumbled, sending debris flying and the air whistling as it was torn apart.

"Huh, is it walking towards me?"

At this moment, Dio immediately said, "You didn't choose to run away, but instead took the initiative to approach me?"

Your men finally learned of my abilities, frantically relaying information like rats on their deathbeds, and you just rush in like this?

"You bastard!" Muzan's voice had completely changed, filled with violence and madness. "I'll tear you to pieces!"

The fifteen whips on his body suddenly erupted, and the terrifying air pressure caused the surrounding ground to crack continuously.

"Then let's get a little closer." Dio's golden Stand was faintly visible behind him, radiating a suffocating sense of oppression.

(End of this chapter)