Minecraft: Steve came to the back room

"The Nichirin Blade is also known as the color-changing blade, as it changes color depending on its owner."

This is also the most powerful proof that Demon Slayer possesses special abilities; the same sword can change color in different hands.

The properties of this "Gorilla Crimson Ore" made Yang Bo even more curious.

Tanjiro gripped the hilt and drew the Nichirin Blade from its sheath; the sharp blade gleamed with a cold light.

Just then, the Nichirin Blade began to turn black from the hilt, and the blackening quickly spread towards the tip.

Yang Bo, holding his teacup, exclaimed in shock: 'It's you!! The Supreme Grade Sword, Black Blade - Nichirin!!'

The black sword in One Piece is not naturally black, but a permanent black blade that has been tempered by "Armament Haki" for a long time and "forged" through countless battles.

Its core characteristic is its extreme hardness and toughness; it won't bend even if a truck runs over it.

The Nichirin Blade, on the other hand, is the exact opposite.

It shatters at the slightest touch and is rendered useless in a single battle.

Steel Tsukasa exclaimed in shock, "Black?!"

Tanjiro was startled: "Huh? Isn't black a good color? Is it unlucky?!"

Urokodaki Sakonji offered words of comfort: "No, that's not true. However, I've never seen anything so dark before."

But Steel Mound couldn't hold back any longer: "Damn it! I thought I was going to see a bright red blade!!"

He lunged at Tanjiro and locked him in a joint lock. Tanjiro immediately put on the Pain Mask: "It hurts! It hurts...it hurts! This was dangerous."

Yang Bo picked up his teacup, took a sip, and looked at Urokodaki Sakonji beside him: "Mr. Urokodaki, if I want to see Tanjiro's Nichirin Blade, will it cause any problems? Like, something like recognizing a master?"

"No, but the color of the knife won't change, nor will it adapt to your breathing technique. If you practice for a long time, the feel and power will be diminished."

Urokodaki Sakonji took out the Nichirin Blade from his side and handed it to Yang Bo: "These are my Nichirin Blades. If you want to see them, they are actually the same."

Upon hearing this, Yang Bo reached out and took Urokodaki Sakonji's Nichirin Blade.

"Nichirin Blade - Water"

"It has an extremely strong restraining effect on certain creatures."

P.S.: You don't need oars to paddle, you rely on the waves!

Draw the knife from its sheath.

In an instant, the silver-white blade turned into a very light, translucent, clear light blue with a hint of blue.

very beautiful.

Urokodaki Sakonji: "..."

Why did it change color?! Could it be that Yang Bo is also practicing water breathing techniques?

Yang Bo sheathed the sword and handed it back to Urokodaki Sakonji, saying with some envy, "The blade is beautiful, much prettier than the weapon I use."

Steel Tomb, a blacksmith, became interested upon hearing Yang Bo's words and released Tanjiro to run to his side: "Sir, may I have the honor of seeing the weapon you are using?"

In his view, Yang Bo must be a member of the Demon Slayer Corps because he was able to be with Urokodaki Sakonji and Tanjiro.

Yang Bo's comment that his weapon was not as beautiful as Urokodaki Sakonji's Nichirin Blade did pique his curiosity.

A demon slayer swordsman actually dislikes his own... axe?! This is simply... Huh?! An axe?!

Steel Tomb stared wide-eyed at the oversized iron axe that had suddenly appeared in Yang Bo's hand, and fell silent.

That pale purple halo clearly indicates it's no ordinary item, but... why is it an axe?

"Um...maybe I can try it?"

Yang Bo smiled sincerely. He had taken out the axe just in time to hear those words, and carefully placed the axe on the floor.

To avoid accidentally collapsing the floor, but even so, the wooden floor still creaked under the weight.

"Of course, but be careful, this axe is a bit heavy."

"Don't worry, I'm a blacksmith, I have the strength!"

Steel Tomb reached out and grabbed the axe handle, and then... and then nothing more. A 180-kilogram iron axe is not something an ordinary person can lift with one hand.

"Uh…"

Unconvinced, Steel Tomb stretched out both hands and used all his strength, leaving a long mark on the wooden floor in the next moment.

boom.

Hotaru Hideaki suddenly released his grip on the axe handle, then plopped down on the floor, ignoring the pain in his backside. Wearing the Fire Man mask, he approached Yang Bo:

"Just how heavy is this axe?!"

Yang Bo reached out and flicked it lightly.

The mask on Steel Mound's face shattered instantly, revealing an extremely handsome face that looked to be only 27 or 8 years old.

However, his eyes were somewhat glazed over, and Yang Bo almost knocked him unconscious with a flick of his finger.

"Excuse me, I'm not used to having a man so close to me."

He then picked up the iron axe with one hand and swung it lightly twice. The ear-piercing sound of it cutting through the air brought Steel Tomb back to his senses.

"As for this iron axe... well, it weighs about 184.1 kilograms. Sir blacksmith, I have a favor to ask. I would like to ask you to forge a Nichirin Blade for me, around 400 kilograms would be fine, since weight can also increase the weapon's power."

Based on the exchange of equal volumes, if the iron axe were exchanged one-to-one for a gold axe, the weight would reach over 450 kilograms, so he was prepared to test his limits!

Steel Tomb knelt obediently on the floor, showing no anger at the fact that his mask had been shattered, and asked very seriously:

"A 400-kilogram Nichirin Blade? I'm sorry, but I simply cannot forge one with my skills. At that weight, sharpness is no longer important. Even if you were to take a mace made of gorilla ore, you could easily smash an ordinary demon into dust."

"Ok."

To be honest, Yang Bo was a little disappointed, but only a little. He couldn't ask for too much; a spiked club was fine.

"Mr. Steel Tsukasa, I wonder if you could forge a suitable spiked club for me?"

Steel Tomb's gaze towards Yang Bo had shifted to that of someone looking at a non-human being.

"I am a swordsmith..."

"By the way, the 400 kilograms I mentioned earlier was for one arm."

Brackets laugh.

Hotaru Hagane fell silent: "I will do my best, but building it will require a lot of materials and charcoal."

I'll figure out a way to handle the financial aspect.

This is a transaction, and Yang Bo naturally cannot expect to get the other party's work for free.

He took out two bottles of almond water from his backpack: "These special almond waters can boost your spirits and quickly restore your stamina, which will definitely be helpful when you're forging."

"This doesn't include the cost of forging the weapon; it's just a personal gift to you. As for the money, I'll figure something out."

copper!

During this period, copper was money in the world of Demon Slayer.

The back chamber has many levels containing precious metals. Yang Bo has made up his mind that once he returns, he will look for a way to reach level 2, where there are many machines that can surely extract large amounts of copper and iron.

Chapter 28 An Encounter with a Wanderer

In the back room, level 1, a habitable warehouse, Yang Bo had just emerged from the mist when he saw a glowing smiling face in the shadows in the distance.

'Laughing Nightmare…'

He had been preoccupied with figuring out where to go to find some precious metals, but in an instant, only one thought remained in his mind.

An enchanted iron axe appeared in his hand.

"Don't run!"

Yang Bo sprinted towards the smiling nightmare in the shadows, taking out some moth jelly along the way and applying it to his eye bags.

The spider-like, jet-black body of the Laughing Nightmare was clearly visible under the night vision effect.

Snap... Snap...

Yang Bo sprinted very fast, his feet making a splashing sound as he stepped on the water. The Smiling Nightmare stood motionless, probably not expecting such a brave wanderer.

A black tentacle suddenly shot out, and at the same time, the iron axe in Yang Bo's hand fell.

puff.

The attack ranges of both sides were actually about the same, but this time Yang Bo was prepared and dodged the opponent's attack.

The Smiling Nightmare's body turned red, and then it uncontrollably retreated half a meter. The orange flames instantly enveloped the Smiling Nightmare's body and then burst into flames.

"what--!"

The Laughing Nightmare made an extremely sharp cry, like someone scratching a blackboard with sharp fingernails. Even Yang Bo couldn't help but frown when he heard it.

"Grass!"

He endured the tentacles of the Smiling Nightmare piercing through his body, then raised the iron axe in his hand and brought it down again.

Repel them! Repel them!

Yang Bo swung the iron axe tirelessly until the colorful experience orb flew out of the Smiling Nightmare's body, at which point he stopped.

However, he did not let his guard down. Instead, he took out a hard piece of bread from his backpack, stuffed it into his mouth, and bit down hard.

As satiety increases, lost health is rapidly restored.

I carefully took a few steps back, lest any other laughing nightmares emerge from the walls or ceiling.

'A lone, smiling face?'

Yang Bo took out a bottle of mineral water and took a sip to soften the bread that could be used as a weapon.

After a short while, seeing no other laughing faces, Yang Bo put away his iron axe and walked to the place where the laughing faces had disappeared.

"What a damn loss. Other entities could contribute something at least, but this Smiling Nightmare just disappears when it dies."

No wonder there's so little information about the Laughing Nightmare in MEG's data; it only contains some methods on how to avoid it.

'These guys seem to be weak to fire.'

However, although fire-type creatures are very common, only a few are truly immune to fire attacks.