The journey of dragon transformation starting from Demon Slayer

Tazmi also sweated when she heard their praise.

Unlike their dealings with ghosts, they deal with all kinds of dangerous species, especially the dangerous species that mimic the environment in the deep mountains. The level of danger has skyrocketed.

It turns out that on the planet I was on in my previous life, there were many masters of disguise in nature. Not to mention that most of them are dangerous species who can easily manipulate ordinary people.

Of course, if that’s what you think, you definitely can’t say that.

"I just have better observation skills...haha..."

"Excellent observation is also one of your talents, so don't be modest!"

"Yeah yeah!"

"Tazmi! Sister is optimistic about you!"

Hearing everyone's praise, Tazmi's mood improved a lot.

Crunch~! Crunch~!

As strange noises resounded in the surrounding forest, countless figures appeared in the darkness.

One, five, ten, twenty, in the blink of an eye the entire ten-man team was surrounded by these figures appearing in the darkness.

"they are!!!"

Looking at the figure that appeared, Murata had a lot of cold sweat on his forehead, and the others didn't feel too good.

Yes, what appeared was exactly one of the tasks that needed to be assigned this time. Investigate the members of the Demon Slayer Corps who disappeared after performing a mission at Nada Spider Mountain.

Almost none of the figures in front of him was intact.

Some had broken hands, some had broken legs, and some even had their heads chopped off and were being manipulated to approach the crowd.

The bloody people were hugged like zombies. And without exception, these manipulated guys all died.

Whenever there is a crunching sound, these people controlled by the spider silk get closer.

Looking at the posture in front of him, Tazmi said loudly.

"It's spider silk! These people are controlled by spider silk! It's like a shadow puppet show or a puppet on a string! They are controlled!"

"Everyone, be on alert! Be careful not to be connected to the spiders created by the ghost-blood magic. At the same time, try to cut off the spider silks that control people as much as possible!"

"Group of three! Look after each other! The only ones you can rely on now are your companions!"

After hearing the young man's command, the others seemed to have found a backbone, as if they were being commanded by Zhu, and everyone formed a three-three-three posture back to back.

While watching everyone gathered around, Tazmi was just about to rush out when she was stopped by Murata.

"What are you doing? Tazmi! Come here! Let's all join together!"

Seeing Murata, who had not forgotten himself in this situation, Tazmi smiled.

He's a good person.

In this way, our Mr. Murata was given the good guy card by the boy without his knowledge.

"Just take care of yourselves..."

After observation, it was found that the threads formed by these vampire spells were multiple threads used to hang these corpses. Whenever the controlled guy made a move, the spider threads hidden on the tree trunks would move or tremble slightly.

Coupled with the feeling of cutting off those threads, the strength of these threads is not even that of steel wire.

As for the current situation, as long as the vampire technique is seen through, this situation can be broken easily.

Next, you only need to follow the shaking of the threads and find the correct direction among these hundreds.

In the final analysis, there is no comparison between different physiques.

Not to mention his good eyesight, he can even cut down an earth dragon nearly twenty meters away. Especially after his weapons have been forged to a higher level, the first-level dangerous species cannot withstand a single blow.

At least Tazmi didn't believe that a ghost's body could be harder than a thing that could survive digging in the soil.

Of course, if it's really that hard, there's nothing you can do about it. Just replace it with your own long sword that cuts iron like clay.

The entire ghost was shattered into several pieces, and he continued to work until he could no longer recover.

The degree of acceptance of the ghost king's blood depends on the recovery speed, and ghosts do not generate recovery power out of thin air.

Just like when a person is injured, he needs to recover, and when he is hungry, he needs to eat. The ghost's recovery will also consume cellular energy and cause hunger.

Unbeknownst to you, Zhu Shi, who relied on blood for a living, eventually became physically weak to the point where it couldn't be improved.

Wumei's cells were constantly being consumed by drugs, promoting his own death.

And this is the benefit of learning more knowledge. If you think of yourself as a martial arts idiot, you will be in trouble.

"Tazmi? What are you talking about..."

"Someone has to go... After all, humans are different from ghosts... We have physical limitations, Mr. Murata..."

"Please call for reinforcements as soon as possible!"

Seeing Murata's disbelieving look, the young man smiled and rushed out without hesitation.

"Taz...mi..."

Tsk tsk tsk tsk! ! ! !

Countless lights and shadows looked particularly beautiful as the young man waved his sword, and the refracted starlight and moonlight looked particularly alluring.

And beneath this seductive scene, there is a deadly murderous intention.

Chapter 13 "Mother" and "Doll"

As the sword blade swung, threads of spider silk were cut, and at the same time, Tazmi also saw tiny spiders everywhere, ready to attack.

After a while, they connected the broken puppets with silk threads again, and creaked and played music that belonged to the puppets.

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Under the beautiful moonlight, a woman with long white hair was sitting on a rock wearing a thin kimono.

Scarlet eyes, white and even oozing skin, and red spots and spider silk-like patterns on his face.

While the northern hemisphere is exposed on the chest, the smooth and delicate long legs of the lower body are exposed, and the tiny feet are swinging back and forth on the ground.

With the corners of her mouth slightly raised, she felt the intensity of the silk thread's feedback and was very excited.

"Hmph...it's useless...the closer you get to me, the thicker and stronger the thread will be...and...the puppet will be stronger..."

Through the control of silk threads and the small spiders produced by vampire magic, he can control all the dynamics in the distance.

Although those spiders have no fighting power, the puppets that have been strengthened through silk thread manipulation are different.

Even if those dolls break bones or die, it doesn't matter! As long as the weapons are there, you can fight.

This time, only about ten people came.

And there are thirty or forty dolls that he keeps.

As long as you are within the range of your vampire magic, the broken threads can be reconnected within ten seconds. The closer they are, the more responsive the spiders are.

I can be sure that the guy who came here today is already dead.

"Can you point the blade at your companions... Hehe..."

She chuckled lightly and continued to move her fingers, with several threads of spider thread extending from each of her ten fingers. And these threads extend straight to the battlefield in the distance.

He has always used this method to protect his family.

Although she doesn't think those monsters who call themselves family are worth protecting.

However, if these guys sprout out again and again like leeks, I will not be able to do my job!

I will be beaten by my father...it hurts so much...

"So please go die as soon as possible..."

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Looking at the fallen corpses in front of him, Tazmi didn't think there was anything troublesome.

The number of guys I've cut down ranges from fifty to a hundred. Not to mention the number of battles against people, I've accumulated a lot.

The movements of these controlled Demon Slayer members were all very stiff, and their swings were too hard, leaving no room for subsequent changes of moves.

While their movements were stiff, they could hear the crunching sounds on their bodies.

"The sound of broken bones...it's a pity...you don't know how to take good care of your tools..."

Even if he is dead, it would be too miserable to have his body played with like this.

boom! ! !

Looking at his future seniors, Tazmi stepped heavily, and when the roar sounded, she instantly arrived in front of the ghost hunter.

"Borrow me a knife...I will help you get revenge..."

Looking at the blood-soaked Demon Slayer Class-A member with a horrified look on his face, as if he had been tortured very cruelly during his lifetime, the boy cut off the thread and picked up the Nichirin sword, and put his long sword back into its scabbard.

The quality of my long sword is very good. Although it can cut down dangerous species, such as iron, it is no problem, but the next person I have to fight is a ghost.

Your own weapons cannot restrain the opponent's recovery power. So I need this weapon.

Bang!

Just like that, Tazmi jumped high into the tree and observed the direction of the thread. After a while, she found the direction of the ghost.

"General..."

As soon as he finished speaking, the young man rushed towards the ghost's location, and the "mother" who noticed that things were gradually getting out of control also showed a horrified expression.

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"Damn...why couldn't the doll stop...and at this speed...is this guy human..."

Now that she was no longer a human being, she was surprised by the enemy's speed and was also horrified at the same time.

"In this case, we can only use that one..."

With such a fast moving speed, his own spider couldn't get close to the other party. And if you can't get close to the other party, the silk thread that you rely on most will have nothing to do with the other party.

And most importantly, the puppets are useless!

Yes, Tazmi, who was charging all the way, didn't care about the guys who were being manipulated. Although some of them were still alive, there was no point in fighting them.

Everyone in LoL knows the importance of cutting into the back row, let alone in reality.

In the game, you will die before you finish cutting the back row, but in reality, there is no such thing as resurrecting you.

The wind whizzed under the feet of the young man who was traveling quickly, and the grass and trees were trampled on, making a crunching sound.

boom! boom! boom!

Tazmi stopped temporarily when she heard the noise coming from the front.

He narrowed his eyes slightly and looked forward.

"Doll...and no head..."

The guy who appeared in front of me must be a by-product of playing house with this group of people.

Any disobedient ghost will inevitably die in his eyes.

And there is no doubt about the guy in front of him who has lost his head.

The two arms have sharp forelimbs like spiders, and if you look closely, you can see that they exude a bright metallic luster.

The controlled guy made sharp scratches on the trees as he waved his arms, and rushed towards Tazmi.

Looking at the 'big guy' who was nearly two meters in front of her, Tazmi didn't panic at all.

Since it is a human body, it is easy to know the direction of where to cut.

The sharp forelimbs on the arms of the guy in front of him are the most dangerous, so of course the target is to target this first.

Bang!

Like a dragonfly touching water, the boy's feet made a crisp sound.

While dodging the thrust of the evil ghost spider, he jumped up high and flipped in the air.