Monster Hunter Gathering

Muzan, who was pierced, also saw with his own eyes that... Nie Chiwu, who should have been killed by him completely, appeared in front of him again.

Muzan let out a shrill cry.

“Why…you’re alive again, ahh ...

Chapter 60: The End of Muzan

Muzan was quite sure that he had just killed the man in front of him.

Because when she eats the other person, the first thing she digests is the man's head.

But only a short time had passed before the man stood in front of him again, and nailed his body to the ground with that strange weapon.

"Because I'm back from hell! Muzan!"

Nie Chiwu used the insect stick to pin Wuzan's body to the ground. "In hell! Someone asked me to bring you a message!"

"So! Let us send you to hell to recover!!!"

Nie Chiwu fiercely twisted the insect stick that had pierced into Muzan's body.

"This is impossible!!!"

Wuzan wailed and raised his hand, trying to transform his arm to kill Nie Chiwu again and escape.

However, the hand that Muzan had just raised froze.

The insect stick Nie Chiwu was holding at the moment... was a bug stick with a paralysis attribute. Its attacks would increase the paralysis attribute's value... although not much, but...

Wuzan had already eaten the paralyzed raw meat from Nie Chiwu.

Now it is this weak paralysis attribute that completely stimulates the effectiveness of those paralysis effects.

An irresistible numbness, just like the dizziness he had just felt, spread throughout Muzan's entire body.

He could only watch in paralysis as those people with murderous eyes approached him step by step.

"So what if it's like this!!!"

Muzan roared for the last time, and the roar almost resounded throughout the entire arena.

"Except for the sun! I have no weaknesses!!!"

"You can't kill me at all!!!"

"As soon as the paralysis wears off, I'll kill you and escape!"

"It's still a long time before the sun rises! Hahahahahahaha!"

Wuzan screamed miserably, "You can't kill me! For such a long time! You can't kill me! You are just a bunch of despicable insects who can only rely on the sun!!"

Muzan's words made Tanjiro and the others who had gathered around him grit their teeth, and just as they were about to try to draw their swords and kill Muzan at all costs.

Nie Chiwu laughed disdainfully: "Wuzan, do you accept your fate?"

"Destiny is a convenient thing. It may exist or it may not exist, but for you..."

Nie Chiwu made room for Muzan, who had not yet recovered from his paralysis, and let another person hold the insect stick.

He was a handsome Englishman with a height of 1.95 meters and a strong body.

"It's destiny! I, JOJO, have become a hunter here!"

Er Qiao smiled brightly: "Next! I'm going to kill you! It won't take even a second!"

Muzan's pupils shrank instantly at this moment. He remembered how Jotaro had used that strange energy to melt part of his body.

"I don't feel any sympathy for you at all, let alone feel any pity for you!"

Er Qiao took a steady breath, and using all her strength, she stimulated her most powerful ripples from her body: "Oppa Doraemon!!!!!!!!!"

The ripple energy as dazzling as the sun lit up Er Qiao's entire body, and along the insect stick made of biological materials, Er Qiao's ripple power spread all over Muzan's body with almost no loss.

"This is impossible!! Why! Why can you control the power of the sun!!!"

"You monsters! Why did you show up?!"

Wuzan, who was dissolving in the ripples, screamed miserably and cursed Nie Chiwu and the others: "You monsters! I curse you! I curse you!!!"

"You monsters who can come back from the dead! Sooner or later, you will make the Demon Slayer Corps regret it!"

"You are monsters more terrifying than me!!!"

"Wait! Wait!!!"

"I'm waiting for you in hell!!!"

Muzan kept letting out shrill screams in the ripples, and finally... he was completely melted by the ripples.

On the other side, the flesh shell created from Muzan's body began to slowly disintegrate.

Everyone witnessed with their own eyes that Muzan died in the ripples as dazzling as the sun.

After a few seconds of unbelievable silence, the entire arena erupted in huge cheers.

Those ecstatic members of the Demon Slayer Corps dropped what they were holding and gathered towards the center of the battlefield from all directions. They lifted up all the warriors who were fighting Muzan head-on, threw them high into the air, and cheered happily.

"We won! We won!!!!!!"

"We killed Muzan!!"

“Wow…Wa ...

Crying and cheering exploded in the arena.

The Demon Slayer Corps' centuries-long wish has finally been fulfilled today.

Some people laughed, some cried, and Ubuyashiki, who was listening to all this, grabbed the clothes on his chest and couldn't help feeling excited.

And Tamayo, who was standing next to him, felt her body go limp and almost fell down.

Wuchan is dead...

This news spread to everyone's ears almost instantly.

"Tanjiro!!! Inosuke!!! We survived ahhhhhhhhhhh!" Zenitsu was thrown into the air and cried helplessly.

Inosuke was also flying in the air and laughing: "Wahahahahahahaha! I really am very strong!!!"

"Yeah, no one died... Is this really reality... It's... so good." Tanjiro pinched his face until it turned blue, and couldn't help but cry.

However, what no one noticed was that on the other side... in the flesh shell that Muzan had taken off before, another small piece of flesh squirmed out from the collapsed flesh shell. It had one eye and looked at everyone over there with an extremely hateful look before wanting to leave.

"Just wait! Sooner or later, one day! Sooner or later, one day..."

Muzan thought so with great hatred.

Then he squirmed, just when he was about to escape from the arena without telling anyone.

An arrow with a bottle on it pierced his body and sprinkled the special medicine in the bottle on his remaining flesh.

"Sniper~"

Muzan finally heard such a voice, and at this moment the sleeping raw meat he had eaten before and the sleeping bottle arrow superimposed in his body. After exceeding that critical point, forced sleep fell upon Muzan.

Before he fell asleep completely, he saw a boy in a green shawl rubbing his belly and walking towards him, muttering something and throwing two anesthetic balls at Muzan.

"Let me see. The next step is to use a tranquilizer ball to capture the prey, and then set a trap. Even if the prey is successfully captured, Felyne will be responsible for receiving it..."

"Really? In the end, it still depends on me and Shin. I didn't mean to steal the kill..."

"Forget it! At a time like this, we still have to consider the atmosphere! Let them have some fun!"

Hearing Kazuma's words, Muzan despairedly welcomed his own darkness and completely lost consciousness.

Testimonials

This book is on the shelves.

I love Monster Hunter so much.

The initial idea for writing this book was because when I was watching Warcraft: Warfront, I was envious of Timi's big horns.

You say, if Tiamat had a monster hunter horn, how cool would that be...

Then I slowly thought of this.

Find characters from various worlds as hunters, combine their abilities to develop various hunters, then go to different worlds to hunt different monsters, collect materials and make monster-specific equipment...

For example, the combination of the Shield Hero and the Heavy Crossbow, or Jotaro's combination of Wave Ripple and other weapons, or a trap hunter like Kazuma.

Thinking about it, there may be other characters in the future. Speaking of insect sticks and magic wands, I can even catch a magical girl to be a hunter. Just thinking about it makes me excited.

I can write about dragons later on. There is actually a setting for riding dragons in Monster Hunter. There can’t be any hunter who is not a dragon fetish!

Childhood sweetheart Mee Mee, Lolita Ming Deng, mature woman Ming Chi, and Miss Mira who fell from the sky, etc. (

What I write about is not just Monster Hunter World, but also the previous work, the subsequent Rise, the Wild Area that will be released at the end of February next year, and the Monster Hunter Stories series. I should write about them all.

Oh, my brain is shaking just thinking about it.

No more words! Let’s start hunting! Finally, let me post a group number!

If you are a brother, come and hunt with me!

Monster Hunter Gathering: 705816311

Chapter 61: About saving people, we have a magical idea king!

After cheering, the Demon Slayer Corps members soon collapsed from exhaustion after fighting all night.

Although their physical strength was not lost too much due to the wide area, the mental fatigue could not be erased.

After the young lord notified them through the messenger raven, the members of Yin's team also hurried over to make the final arrangements.

However, what almost no one noticed was that on Kazuma's side, several Felynx came over with bottles, picked up the last fragments of Muzan in the trap and took them away.

As for Tanjiro and his friends and the Nine Swordsmen, they were paying attention to another thing.

They were originally extremely tired, and the mental exhaustion made them want to collapse directly, but there was another important thing, so they had to gather together.

Stripes...

After the recent battle with Muzan, many of them opened their markings because they broke through their own limits.

The effect of the stripes is actually to overdraw a person's vitality, causing him to die before the age of 25.

Among those who had activated the markings, there was one whose age... was over twenty-five years old.

That is Xingming of Beiming Island.

The members of the Demon Slayer Corps gathered in front of Gyomei on the island of Sadama. The joy they had just felt for killing Muzan turned into a faint sadness.

By the end of this night, Xingming of Beiming Island, who had forcibly opened the markings, would probably die because the markings had exhausted his vitality.

He will be the final victim of the night.

"Mr. Beimingyu."

Tanjiro grabbed Gyoumei Hirame's hand, feeling so sad that he didn't know what to say.

And just like Tanjiro.

Standing in front of Sadomasaka Island, the members of the Demon Slayer Corps didn't know how to express their sadness.

"Namo..."

Beimingyu clasped his hands together and shed a pair of blind tears, but he did not feel the fear of impending death.

"I know my own body well, so there's no need to feel sad for me."

Beimingyu calmly said to everyone in front of him, "We already knew that becoming a spotted swordsman would mean death before the age of twenty-five."

"Now that Wuzhan is dead, our long-cherished wish has been fulfilled. I...have no more regrets."

Beiming Island clasped his hands together and said, "When I became a member of the Demon Slayer Corps, I had already made this preparation."

"Xingming, I'm here to see you."

Ubuyashiki finally arrived here, and the members of the Demon Slayer Corps saluted him.

"My lord."