Knights Don't Need a Youthful Romance Story

To its astonishment, it discovered that half of Kokushibo's head, now reduced to ashes, lay at the feet of the young demon slayer.

Only three pupils remained, staring intently at it, their eyes filled with panic and despair.

It seems I made a wrong decision.

At that moment, Muzan Kibutsuji couldn't help but look up at the young man.

The moment their eyes met, it was as if a bomb exploded inside Muzan Kibutsuji's head.

Through those calm pupils, it saw some strange sights.

A sky full of holy light and auspicious clouds floated by, as if it were the abode of gods.

But below lies a silent abyss.

There seemed to be nothing there, yet it also seemed to hold many things.

Staring into this abyss, Muzan Kibutsuji felt as if his thoughts had come to a standstill.

At one moment, four pairs of eyes shining with white light emerged from the abyss.

In that instant, Muzan Kibutsuji's mind went completely blank.

what happens?

Don't know, don't know.

Unable to understand, unable to think.

An inexplicable fluctuation emanated from him, causing all of Muzan Kibutsuji's thoughts to come to a standstill.

They can't even do the simplest thinking.

The rapidly charging figure suddenly stopped at this moment, and the transition from extreme motion to extreme stillness took only a short instant.

Instead of sliding forward a distance due to inertia, the body inexplicably fell backward.

It was like crashing into a territory you couldn't touch and being bounced back.

What exactly happened?

Kibutsuji Muzan's thoughts completely froze at that moment.

It seemed to see something in the abyss, something that could not be described in words.

It was as if a white, sharp blade had shot out from the human's eye and pierced his head.

It looks like something is burning.

Not my body, but my soul?

"Flame Breathing - Ultimate Ninth Form!"

"Wind Breathing - Ninth Form!"

"Breathing of Rock - Fifth Form".

Three different voices rang out behind him, and the three pillars that were in hot pursuit each launched their strongest attack.

"Purgatory!"

"Typhoon Weida!"

"Walun Criminal Department".

Three Nichirin Blades wreathed in ripples pierced Muzan Kibutsuji's body.

To be precise, it consisted of two Nichirin swords and a meteor hammer.

Ripples containing solar energy raged within Muzan Kibutsuji's body.

The intense pain brought Muzan Kibutsuji back to his senses.

Am I going to die?

In such a ridiculous way!

A mouthful of blood spurted from his mouth, and Muzan Kibutsuji raised his arm as if he still wanted to struggle.

But as the ripples surged in, all movement was blocked.

"Damn it! Damn it!"

Reaching out and grasping at something in the air, Muzan Kibutsuji seemed to still be hoping for a miracle, hoping to seize that fleeting opportunity.

But in the end, those hands, stained with blood and sin, only grasped at air.

With difficulty, Muzan Kibutsuji raised his head and met those golden eyes once again.

Even now, Muzan Kibutsuji still couldn't see any emotion in those eyes.

The joy of victory, the excitement of defeating a powerful enemy?

None of these.

He is a high and mighty god, coldly observing everything in the world.

It is unaffected by anything that happens in the world; it feels neither sadness nor joy, nor anger.

Unless some foolish person offends Him.

'So, I was the idiot after all?'

With his eyes wide open, Muzan Kibutsuji seemed to have realized something.

The next moment, the enormous meteor hammer smashed Muzan Kibutsuji's head.

Like a watermelon smashed on a summer beach.

Red and gray splattered all over the ground. The hands that had been grasping at something froze, then fell limply down as if their bones had been removed.

Warm blood spread across the ground, seemingly announcing the death of this ghost king.

Only a filthy soul, no bigger than a fingernail, remained, and at that moment, it was completely burned away.

Chapter 729, Section 750: The Sunshine Is So Nice!

"laugh--"

A strange sound rang out, like a red-hot iron being plunged into water, or like a piece of waste paper being burned to ashes in an instant.

Kibutsuji Muzan's hand hung limply on the ground.

Starting from between the fingers, it gradually turns into ashes and dissipates into the air.

Although the speed was slow, it was visible to the naked eye.

Whether by coincidence or not, the speed at which the Infinite City was destroyed suddenly accelerated at this moment.

The slightly blinding sunlight shone through the crack onto Muzan Kibutsuji's corpse, accelerating its descent into ashes.

"Kibutsuji Muzan is dead?"

Sanemi Shinazugawa was still somewhat bewildered as he sheathed his Nichirin Blade.

The Demon King Kibutsuji Muzan, who had lived for countless years, was killed by himself?

Right now, at this moment, in this place.

Even Gyomei Himejima was somewhat dazed as he gripped the Nichirin Blade tightly in his hand.

This battle was won too easily.

No one was injured or killed.

Everyone present joined the expedition after being prepared to sacrifice themselves there.

But no one died until the very end.

Kibutsuji Muzan's final struggle was essentially nonexistent.

It even made people wonder if it was faking its death, but in their perception, Muzan Kibutsuji's aura had completely dissipated, leaving only some residual aura, which was also dissipating at an extremely fast speed.

For some reason, Himejima Gyomei suddenly 'looked' in Luo Zhen's direction.

Although there was no direct evidence, he always felt that Muzan Kibutsuji's abnormal behavior at the end was related to Rozen.

Perhaps, somewhere they couldn't see, a 'battle' had already taken place.

They were just the final blow.

"Thank you very much, Mr. Luo Zhen."

He picked up the string of Buddhist prayer beads around his neck and said in a low voice.

Regardless of whether Luo Zhen ultimately intervened, they all need to express their gratitude to him.

He immediately dealt with the demon controlling the Infinity Castle, and then killed Upper Moon One on his own.

If it weren't for Rōjin and Joseph, there might have been a lot of casualties.

It's uncertain how many of them will make it back alive.

"Thank you so much."

After regaining his senses, Shinazugawa Sanemi looked at Luo Zhen and said earnestly.

Although he looks like a grumpy guy, he is actually quite grumpy in both his speech and actions.

But in reality, Sanemi Shinazugawa is a very thoughtful person.

Sometimes I just don't know how to express my concern, so I express it in the way I'm most used to.

That is, the way this hot-tempered guy speaks.

But this doesn't mean that Sanemi Shinazugawa is a brainless idiot.

He was much more rational than most people when faced with matters of principle.

He was well aware of Luo Zhen's help to him.

We might even have to trouble Luo Zhen later.

His original plan was to find a place to live in seclusion after defeating Muzan Kibutsuji, since his personality probably wasn't very popular.

Sanemi Shinazugawa has a very objective self-assessment.

If you're in the Demon Slayer Corps, it's fine, but outside, no one will put up with your bad temper.

Given his formidable strength, it's unlikely he'll live a mundane life.

It would be too much to ask him to teach others or act as a bodyguard.

Thinking about it carefully, it seems that he can't do anything except kill ghosts.

Everyone else has a skill, but what does he have?

Slay people, slay ghosts.

Then there is nothing.

He dedicated his life to the cause of slaying demons long ago; slaying demons was his everything.

What meaning does a skill honed for slaying demons have after all the demons are dead?

Perhaps it could be used against humans?

This is not what he wanted.

Now that there's a place where Shinazugawa Sanemi can make his home, he naturally won't refuse.

Although the Ubuyashiki family would certainly not mistreat these meritorious individuals, they could live happily even as parasites.

But this is not what Sanemi Shinazugawa wanted.

He would rather die in battle than become a parasite, a type of person he used to despise the most.

Sanemi Shinazugawa felt not only disgust but also fear towards this kind of life.

Luo Zhen mentioned before that this condition was called something like this.

Please forgive Sanemi Shinazugawa for not being able to remember that name.

However, my current appearance does resemble those symptoms quite a bit.

But I still think I definitely won't have it.