I am the magnetic field maniac

Nezuko opened her eyes and said in a voice filled with cold murderous intent...

40. Wuchan is dead, and the lunatic should take over

The 23-year-old Ubuyashiki Yoshi has already lost the will to live and the hope for the future.

His body was wrapped in bandages, and beneath the bandages was a body that looked no different from a corpse.

The pain from the family curse tormented this broken young body all the time, but what was even more torturous was the mental burden.

He knew the family curse and fate from his father since he was a child, but he still chose to persevere.

Although he is kind by nature, he has to force himself to harden his heart and do things he doesn't want to do.

Every time he swept the graves of those ghost hunters, it was like stabbing Ubuyashiki Yoya's fragile heart with a knife again and again... and this painful torture might last for a time that he could not even see the end of.

His life had come to an end, and the family curse had left this body no doubt as dead.

His spirit has persisted to the end. After the runaway Muzan dragged the entire Neon into hell, he only wanted to atone for his "sins".

But there is only one premise for all this——

That is Muzan Kibutsuji, he must die!!

With the collapse of the Infinite City, Muzan was directly thrown out of this fictional city.

Located in the cracks of Tokyo, the Infinite City is not a very mysterious place. The collapse of the Infinite City also threw Muzan to a place he had never thought of.

He was actually thrown directly in front of the Imperial Palace!

And right here, all the pillars of the Demon Slayer Corps and Shiromukai are standing by, ready for battle.

Bai Wujie, who was sitting on the stone seat, originally had his arms crossed and was just waiting to search for Muzan's whereabouts... but he didn't expect that this guy would fall right in front of him.

Perhaps the fate that Muzan believed in was such a certain fact. Having committed so many evil things, this time he was in a situation where fate would not help him at all.

"It seems that God wants you, a meaningless thing, to die."

Hakumujie looked at Muzan, and Muzan also looked at Hakumujie... Strictly speaking, this was the first time this pair of "enemies" met.

But Muzan only had hatred in his heart, while Bai Wujie only had deep boredom and self-mockery in his heart.

How could such a thing provoke him to raise his flag? How could such a meaningless, stupid and incompetent thing be worthy of being his opponent?

Just like what Bai Wujie said through Ling Yuzi's mouth, this thing made him feel boring... and made him feel that it was ridiculous for him to have ever considered him as an opponent.

He didn't feel angry at that time, after all, he had already guessed it. But besides being amused and crying, Bai Wujie didn't want to kill him. Killing a thing without a spring bag would be a kind of pollution.

Anyway, there are so many people here who want to kill him.

Moreover, for this clown, dying at the hands of these people would probably make him feel more "humiliated" than dying at the hands of Bai Wujie.

"Kibutsuji Muzan!"

Wrapped in bandages and emitting a corpse stench that could not be covered up by medicine, Ubuyashiki Kōya sat in a wheelchair...

He roared hysterically at Wuzan who was injected with two waves of human transformation drugs and was living a life worse than death.

Without any orders, all the other pillars drew their swords and slashed at Muzan at the same time!

Breath of water! Breath of flame! Breath of love! Breath of snake! Breath of rock! Breath of wind! Breath of sound! Breath of cloud! Breath of insects!

In addition, there are other Demon Slayer Corps swordsmen who attack at the same time without caring about their lives.

Kill kill kill!!

Muzan instantly understood what Douma felt at that time. It is said that the unlucky Second Upper Moon was beaten up by the eight pillars who suddenly appeared when he was preparing to "eat".

The scene was so abrupt and desperate that even Douma, who usually had no emotions, felt suffocated after a moment of shock.

"You are worse than shit!"

The fear of being on the verge of death drove Muzan to unleash his own blood demon art. A whip covered with sharp thorns and blood poison burst out from his body and danced wildly in all directions!

Each whip carries the power to cut the earth, the sonic boom to break the air, and is extremely horrifyingly poisonous!

With just this simple yet deadly blood demon art, Muzan has the ability to easily destroy all the pillars.

But it’s not possible now, because every time Muzan wants to exert the power of blood demon art as much as possible, he feels a huge sense of emptiness coming from his body...

That is, the human-transforming drug components absorbed from Tamayo and Reiyuko are constantly "repairing" his genes!

Muzan was already in a seriously injured state and was injected with two waves of human-transforming drugs. At least three of his five heads had to be used for detoxification, so his speed was not as fast as before.

At least for some swordsmen here who have awakened the markings, it is far from being impossible to see, nor can they dodge quickly!

The sharp thorn tentacles were easily cut off, and countless scars were cut on the body. The severe pain and the difficult-to-repair situation made Muzan feel fear and humiliation!

If he were in his prime, he could kill these dog-like creatures with just a wave of his hand!

boom! !

A heavy meteor hammer smashed Muzan's thinking head. Rock Lord changed his usual "compassionate" style, clasped his hands together but never shouted "Amitabha" again.

"Go to hell and repent, rubbish!!"

The Wind Pillar, just like a biker gang, yelled curse words and roared while swinging his sword to cut off heads...but his blow was undoubtedly much more powerful than any previous one.

The Snake Pillar, Water Pillar, and Insect Pillar swung their swords at Muzan's lower body, and a large amount of human-transforming drug was injected into it along with the Insect Pillar's swords, further aggravating Muzan's "condition".

The Flame Pillar, the Love Pillar, and the Mist Pillar slashed at Muzan's head and upper body with great momentum, vowing to cut this thing into potato chips!

As the last sound pillar could not be inserted, he simply threw shurikens covered with concentrated wisteria flower juice at Muzan from a distance.

Muzan, who was besieged and unable to move, was now in a very bad situation.

If he tried to deal with these pillars with all his strength, he would not be able to suppress the effect of the transformation drug on his body... and he would really be moving towards the goal of "transforming back into a human".

By then, even if he kills these shitty things, he will die on the spot because of "recovery".

But if he was distracted by suppressing the effect of the human transformation potion and detoxifying... then he would definitely not be able to deal with the attacks of so many pillars coming at him at the same time.

It is true that their attacks could not kill Muzan. No matter how they cut or chopped him off, Muzan's body could recover in a very short time.

But even if Muzan's body is so strong that only the sun can kill it... every time he repairs it, it consumes a lot of energy.

Even unreasonable ghosts have to obey the law of conservation of energy.

The rapid division of cells is the source of the body's continuous recovery, but the energy required for each division cannot be generated out of thin air.

Once all the energy is exhausted, even Muzan will fall into an embarrassing situation from which he cannot recover.

To him, that was no different from death.

So no, we can’t keep delaying like this!!

"Get out of my way!"

Muzan roared, and temporarily gave up the effect of eliminating the ingredients of the transformation drug, and launched one of his trump cards, the blood demon art...

The next moment, a powerful prototype shock wave formed with Muzan's body as the center, spreading the strong impact and almost instantly blowing away all the approaching pillars, causing their nervous systems to fall into chaos!

The exploding white sphere gave Muzan a chance to win... and at this moment, as long as he wanted, he could clear at least three or four of these pillars in an instant!

But Muzan didn't dare to gamble like that, because he didn't have such passion and awareness.

After forcing away all the approaching pillars, Muzan decisively activated his final trump card -

Totally split!!

The complete body exploded into 1,800 pieces in an instant and flew in all directions... but during the explosion, more than 700 pieces "burned" out of thin air.

Those were all the hardest-hit areas after being transformed by the ingredients of the human-transforming drug. After Muzan completely gave up suppressing them, they disappeared directly.

But it was enough. Even if there were only more than 1,100 pieces of flesh and tissue, as long as even a small piece of flesh escaped, Muzan would have a way to recover slowly.

This is the final resort that Muzan is unwilling to use... because even if he escapes, he will need years to recover... not to mention that in the process he will lose complete control over the demons under his command.

But just like when he knew he was no match for Yoshiichirō so he decisively self-destructed, Muzan has no other choice. This is his last resort!

"No, stop him quickly!"

Ubuyashiki Yoya shouted loudly, we must not let that bastard Muzan escape here!

However, because those pillars were too close, Muzan's technique instantly disrupted their nervous systems. Only the Rock Pillar was able to throw its weapons, but they could only destroy less than a hundred pieces of flesh and tissue in an instant!

Just as the pieces of meat were about to escape, a lazy voice interrupted them.

"Who allowed you to run away, clown?"

The terrifying, powerful suction force was easily turned along with the magnetic field force that spread throughout the entire venue, and the more than a thousand pieces of escaped flesh and tissue were instantly pulled back under the traction of the terrifying magnetic field force.

Bai Wujie yawned and easily broke the last trump card of this cowardly thing.

"good chance!"

Ubuyashiki Yoshiya's eyes lit up, and regardless of his almost dying body, he stood up from his wheelchair and roared loudly...

"Kill him!!"

Without any orders, all the pillars and ghost hunters rushed towards the gathered pieces of flesh without hesitation the moment they broke free from their restraints.

He chose to split himself, and completely gave up the possibility of physical combat in order to survive... The cowardly Muzan forced himself into a hopeless situation.

He screamed, he roared, he begged unwillingly, but how could these ghost hunters let him go?

Hatred, the hatred that has lasted for thousands of years is the cause and effect that Muzan Kibutsuji must pay. From the day he was born as the Demon King, his heavenly punishment has been waiting for him!

"kill!!"

Every person he kills, every ghost he creates, all the cause and effect and hatred that exist because of him will eventually become a sharp blade to judge him.

Soon, the pieces of flesh that had been gathered together by Muzan were almost completely destroyed, leaving only the piece in Bai Wujie's hand.

Like a wriggling, twisted worm, it struggled to wriggle in his palm, making unwilling and fearful sounds...

"Please, no, please, I don't want to, don't die, I don't want to die!"

Everyone's eyes were focused on him, filled with great enthusiasm, expectation, and hatred!

"I remember a wise man from a certain era in the past once said that when a person spends his entire life pursuing life, he is already dead."

Bai Wujie looked at the humble and ugly maggot and said calmly...

"You are a perfect example of a clown who got a gift by chance, but ended up like this. You are really..."

Bai Wujie didn't know how to evaluate him, because among his opponents, even those magnetic field trash who burned, killed and looted, it was rare to see someone like Muzan Kibutsuji who didn't have a spring bag.

Being afraid of death is not a problem, being cautious can be an advantage. But it is rare to see a thing like this, who is always afraid of death and has a very low level of character, like the embodiment of the concept of a clown.

Therefore, treating such things as enemies is the greatest insult to yourself.

Bai Wujie, who was already exhausted, simply threw the worm into Ubuyashiki Yoya's hand. Looking at the maggot in his hand, it was as if he was looking at the curse and pain of his family for thousands of years. Ubuyashiki Yoya hissed...

"It's too long, Muzan, too much time has passed..."

"You should have died, but you continued this wrong and sinful life for a thousand years. You made the Ubuyashiki family suffer for a thousand years, and you made the world suffer for a thousand years."

Ubuyashiki Yoya took a deep breath, as if he was mourning his ancestors who had been cursed to death, and as if he was mourning the demon hunters who sacrificed themselves in order to kill Muzan.

Just like he said, it was too long, the time of hunting, the time of ending this thousand-year-long mistake was too long.

"And now, everything is coming to an end!"

"No!"

Despite the shrill scream, Ubuyashiki Kaguya still clenched his fists firmly.

In an instant, the maggots formed by the last piece of flesh and blood tissue turned into a pool of meaningless meat paste in Ubuyashiki Yoya's hands, and with the disappearance of this last fragment, Muzan's life came to an end completely.

Silently, there was no grand momentum, nor any vigorous fighting.

He was like a fat pig waiting to be slaughtered, being pushed onto the butcher's chopping block, and his sinful life ended with the swing of the butcher's knife.

"Sure, was it successful?"

After a long, suffocating silence, an unknown ghost hunter murmured and asked...

Is it over? Is this the end of it all?

The mission of hunting ghosts? A life without misery? The source of all tragedies?

Is this the end of everything?!

The questioning was incredulous, only because this miracle-like thing was finally accomplished by them. In this generation, they ended the source of all tragedies.

After the suffocating silence, there was a gradual burst of ecstatic cheers, everyone hugged the people around them, reveled, laughed, and roared!!