Two hours later...

after one day……

Wuzan's face was so hideous and distorted.

The image of that man with outstanding temperament has already appeared in my mind.

He said angrily, "Asshole, I will kill you with my own hands!"

"I don't know what means you used!"

"But since you want me to die, let's wait and see!"

……

In an unknown town.

Fujiwara finally corrected her name to the members of the Demon Slayer Corps.

Well, just call him secretary.

This time, she was traveling with a partner and did not use the pseudonym "Yae Kamiko".

"Secretary, will you come back with us to meet the Lord now?"

The member of the Demon Slayer Corps asked.

They already knew that the secretary was not a member of the Demon Slayer Corps.

But since one of the Upper Ranks has been killed, there are people over there who can fight alongside him.

What's more, the secretary can also breathe thunder.

"I'll be there later."

"I have to go to Taoshan for something."

"Also, please keep the matter of Daoyu Shiyue secret for the time being."

"Just inform your lord about this matter."

"Speaking of such things before a war would disturb the morale of the army."

Upon hearing this, the members of the Demon Slayer Corps immediately agreed.

"Here, this is a confidentiality agreement. Please sign it first."

Fujiwara took out the contract he had prepared in advance.

"what?"

The members of the Demon Slayer Corps all looked confused.

Chapter 8: Thousands of Hands!

in towns.

The members of the Demon Slayer Corps are cleaning up the battlefield.

This should be a "hidden" job.

However, the swordsmen who had not been effective in this task took it upon themselves to do it.

At this time, the body of Kuanren who was killed by Gionoku was picked up.

The expressions of the members of the Demon Slayer Corps were heavy.

They are not afraid of dying in a battle with demons, but if they are killed by a traitor from the Demon Slayer Corps...

If the secretary hadn't asked them to keep it a secret.

They now couldn't stop cursing Daoyu Yaoyue.

Everyone secretly swore in their hearts that they would never become a scum like Xiao Yue.

Maybe, this time.

This time the secretary and others are here.

The Demon Slayer Corps was able to kill the Demon King this time.

Just when they were looking for something to do.

The four Fujiwara were gathered in an uninhabited courtyard.

A bonfire was lit in the courtyard.

It seems to add a bit of vitality to this world full of evil spirits.

The firelight illuminated Tartaglia's face.

He asked with a hint of curiosity on his face.

"Secretary, why do you ask them to keep this a secret?"

"I feel like you probably really dislike that guy called Xiaoyue."

"Your so-called disturbing of the army's morale is simply impossible to affect the hearts of the strong."

"The only ones who can cause trouble are the weak."

"But, the weak cannot participate in the battle against the Ghost King."

“You can participate.”

Fujiwara said silently in his heart.

According to the original plot development, wait until the last moment of the decisive battle.

All the members of the Demon Slayer Corps have joined the battle, so of course what Tartaglia said is right.

At this point, there is almost no need for the Demon Slayer Corps members below the Pillar level other than the protagonists to participate in the battle.

"This."

"Because if Xiaoyue's master knew about this, the old man would commit seppuku."

Fujiwara propped his face with his fingers and said, "Here, if the swordsman I trained turned into a demon and killed humans."

"Then the ghost's master would choose to commit suicide even if he was not condemned by others."

“It seems strange to me, but it is the truth.”

"But I'm also going to learn the other forms of Thunder Breathing from him."

"How can you let him die like this?"

"And the fact that I can learn Thunderbolt Flash has something to do with him."

"I still hope that he can see the Ghost King being destroyed before committing suicide."

"Ah?" Ganyu opened her mouth in surprise.

I totally don't understand why this is still happening.

Zhongli crossed his arms and thought for a moment.

"Perhaps it is because of this that the human race here has been able to survive to this day."

"In terms of common sense, not everyone can resist the temptation of a ghost's lifespan."

"Compared to their lifespan, their blood demon magic is more interesting." Tartaglia retorted.

Seeing him say that, Fujiwara winked at him.

"Why don't you try turning into a ghost? Maybe Your Majesty can eliminate the weakness of sunlight."

The power of gods is beyond the imagination of mortals like them.

Even if it was just the tip of the iceberg, it made Fujiwara Chika, who had just traveled through time, face death directly!

Therefore, the Queen of Winter may really have a way to eliminate the weakness of sunlight.

In this way, ghosts can become perfect creatures.

As long as he doesn't go to outer space, he is probably the strongest level below the immortals and gods.

Tartaglia was stunned when he heard this.

Then he shook his head in disdain, "A body like that will only lower my vigilance against danger."

"I am actually very interested in the breathing method you mentioned."

"The ability to use elemental power without using the Eye of God must be the effect of the breathing method."

Fujiwara nodded, "Yeah, that's the effect of Thunder Breathing."

"Perhaps it can also extend the duration of your Demon King Arms use."

"That sounds great. Then I'll go with you to learn from him?"

"No, I think water breathing should be more suitable for you."

"Compared to the violent and swift Breath of Thunder, Breath of Water can keep you from going too fast and allow you to last longer."

As she spoke, she turned her gaze towards Zhongli Dao.

"I have a suggestion."

"You and Mr. Zhongli will follow the Demon Slayers to their lord."

"The highest combat power of our human side is gathered there."

"You can also ask Mr. Water Pillar there to learn water breathing."

"Mr. Zhongli, assist Miss Insect Pillar there to research drugs to suppress ghosts."

"Ganyu and I will go to Taoshan together. I will come here after I learn the Breathing of Thunder."

"The Ghost King is very powerful."

"We have to increase our strength a little more."

She also saw her own shortcomings in this battle.

She possesses a strong body from the [Twelve Trials], plus the Breath of Thunder and the Evil Eye of Thunder.

It can be said that he has both strength and speed.

But this force is not yet strong enough to break all laws with one force.

Her ability to survive is absolutely strong.

Even when facing the Demon King Muzan, he has the confidence to escape in a one-on-one situation.

But he wants to kill Wuzan.

A hundred consecutive attacks of Thunderbolt Flash have no effect on Muzan.

Perhaps she can only hope that Lei Hu's later moves will allow her to make up for her attack power a little.

"Water breathing?"

Tartaglia thought about it and agreed.

"Secretary, you can give me the Breath of Thunder later."

"Let me try to see if the two breathing methods can be used together."

"Okay." Fujiwara nodded.

Zhongli watched them reach a consensus and naturally did not object.

"Then that's okay with me."

"I also want to meet the Lord they are talking about."

The itinerary is finalized.

Fujiwara broke a small piece of dry food in his hand into two halves.

This was requested from the Demon Slayer Corps members.

The fierce battle made her feel hungry, so she put half of the dry food into her mouth and gave the other half to Ganyu.

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