Zongman: Unlock the Heroic Spirit Heritage from Demon Slayer

After hearing Muzan's order, Mingnu gently plucked the pipa, and the space of the Infinite City underwent tremendous changes.

Asakusa Area

A door suddenly appeared at the feet of Douma, the second Upper Moon, who was resting with his eyes closed.

Douma was stunned at first, then stepped in with a creepy smile.

"It's rare that Lord Muzan would summon me."

After the twisting, tearing and weightlessness, Douma felt the gravity of the earth again.

He walked through several magnificent rooms and came in front of Muzan.

"Lord Muzan, you are still the same as you were back then!"

Douma looked at Muzan Muzan with fascination in his eyes.

Muzan was relatively tolerant towards Douma and did not blame him too much for his misconduct.

"Douma, have you found that thing?" A familiar cold voice.

"Sir, my subordinates have reported that there is some progress." Douma became even more intoxicated after hearing Muzan's voice.

Wuzan was very satisfied to hear this answer.

"Very good, keep investigating!"

"However, I have a task for you to complete first."

Have a mission?

"Your command, my lord."

"Go kill a guy with a long sword, from the Demon Slayer Corps, he's about 1.7 meters tall, his sword is 1.5 meters long, he likes to move around with the sword on his back."

This is all the news those two useless Lower Moons sent back before they died.

For Douma, killing people is as easy as drinking water.

No matter what level the guy is, even if he is a pillar, there is no way he can escape from his hands!

Douma relied on his strength to climb from Upper Rank Six to Upper Rank Two.

"Don't worry! I'll go find that guy right away."

"Well, let's go."

Muzan waved his hand, signaling Douma that he could leave.

Before leaving, he called Douma again.

"and many more!"

"This is a reward for you."

Just as he finished speaking, a huge tentacle pierced Douma's abdomen.

There was no pain on Douma's face, instead he looked extremely excited.

Muzan is giving a blood transfusion to Douma.

As the ancestor of demons, the power of all demons comes from Muzan's blood.

Simply put, the more blood he can obtain, the stronger his power will be!

But this comes at a cost.

Not everyone can withstand the violent power in Muzan's blood.

A ghost with a weak body can only withstand one drop, or even less.

And a being like Douma can withstand much more blood.

At least now the blood that Muzan transfused is far from reaching Douma's endurance limit.

"Okay, you can go!"

After the blood transfusion was completed, Douma was thrown down the stairs and fell from the air.

Mingnu also plucked the pipa strings just right.

The shoji doors below opened one by one, sending Douma to the main street of Asakusa.

It was late at night and there was almost no one wandering around.

Douma landed hard on his face, leaving a hole in the thick floor tiles.

"Hehe, Master Muzan's blood is still so delicious! Even better than a 16-year-old virgin!"

"Hahaha!"

The wanton laughter attracted a woman in luxurious clothes.

Huizi, who ran away from home secretly, is a real rich girl.

She heard that Asakusa was very beautiful at midnight, so she ran away without telling her family.

The man lying on the ground immediately attracted her attention.

For some unknown reason, she walked up to him and asked about his situation.

"Are you okay?"

The refreshing fragrance drifted into Douma's nose, he slowly raised his head, smiled and said: "Miss, I'm afraid you are in trouble!"

Chapter 27: Encounter with Upper String 2, Douma

Douma, the second of the Upper Moons, is secretly the leader of the Eternal Paradise.

The Claw Ghost is his subordinate.

The Eternal Paradise was founded by Douma's parents hundreds of years ago.

Douma was born with seven-colored eyes and white oak-colored hair. Because of his unique appearance, his parents worship him as the son of God.

He has been unable to perceive human emotions since he was a child.

Listening to the complaints of people who came to pray all day long made him hate humans.

Over time, Douma came to believe that only death could be the salvation of mankind.

"The most wonderful moment in a person's life is death!" Douma likes this sentence very much.

Later, the mother stabbed the father of the cheating female Christian to death and then committed suicide by taking poison.

The young Douma watched it all calmly and didn't even collect the bodies.

If human beings are a collection of social attributes, then Douma can no longer be called a human being from that day on.

Later, the aimless Douma was appreciated by Muzan, was given blood, and became a powerful demon.

"This is the first time I've seen someone as inhumane as you. Why don't you just become a ghost?"

"Human beings are such tiny creatures that there is no room for you."

Muzan is particularly fond of him and thinks that in some ways, Douma is more like the Demon King.

In terms of the loss of humanity, Douma cannot be said to be the only one who can surpass him, but at least he is the only one who has ever been there.

He only eats young girls, and the woman who came to him was just his type.

When she saw Douma raise his head, those strange eyes scared Keiko so much that she was about to scream, but it was too late.

Douma waved the fan in his hand and she was frozen into an ice sculpture.

"Great! The youthful and beautiful aura emanating from this cold ice surface really makes me linger!"

"Don't worry, I will eat you tonight!"

Douma, who was clinging to the ice sculpture, noticed Keiko's fear and tried to comfort her.

"I wonder if the sharp-clawed ghost has found some good food for me!"

"But Sharp Claw Ghost has been sensible since he was young. He will definitely not let me down!"

Douma licked his lower lips lightly, ready to leave with Miss Keiko.

"Hey, is it really okay to leave like this?"

Who?

It can actually avoid my perception!

The sound came from the roof.

The moon was high in the sky, and the figure overlapped with it.

Douma squinted his eyes to see who was coming.

"A height of 1.7 meters, a long sword behind his back, and that annoying Demon Slayer uniform!"

That’s right, this is the guy in front of you!

As soon as he left the Infinite Castle, he ran into the target of Lord Muzan's mission.

"I am really a lucky person."

Douma still had a smile on his face as always.

Even if this guy could avoid his perception, in his eyes it was just because he was careless just now!

This person must have some abilities, but it's a pity that he ran into me!

"If there is a way to heaven, you don't take it; if there is no way to hell, you just come here!"

Douma opened the folding fan in his hand and waved it casually. Several ice cones appeared out of thin air and flew straight towards Zhou Yi.

Such a random attack naturally could not hit Zhou Yi.

In the blink of an eye, Zhou Yi disappeared from Douma's sight.

"Where did he go?"

Douma felt a little worried.

I'm not worried about myself, but I'm afraid that the other person will run away!

"If this runs away, when will I find it?"

"Don't worry! I won't run away!"

left!

Douma exerted force on his feet and retreated dozens of meters.

"Although you are very fast, this soft attack can't hit me!" After avoiding the attack, Douma also mocked.

"Five forms of Breathing of Fire: Winding of the Great Flame!"

A familiar attack!

Douma has taken the lives of countless Demon Slayer Corps swordsmen, and he has also killed many Pillar-level beings.

He was very familiar with this move of Sheng Yan's winding, which was centered on himself and used a vortex of flame-like swordsmanship to attack. This move could be used to dispel the enemy's large-scale attack.

"We are so far apart, you can't hurt me with this trick!" Douma mocked.

"Idiot, after all these years, haven't you learned even a little from humans?"

After saying that, Zhou Yi controlled the flames around him to melt the ice sculpture beside him.

"Thank...thank you...for your help." Huizi, who had just escaped from the trap, was trembling all over, with black and blue lips. She was frozen.

Seeing this, Zhou Yi took off his coat and put it on the other person.

"Leave here, and don't run around outside at night."

Feeling the residual warmth from the clothes, Huizi's originally pale face began to show some color.

She nodded vigorously and ran away with all her might.

Huizi swore that she would never go out for a walk in the middle of the night again!

Hard hard!

Douma's hands, which were tightly gripping the folding fan, became stiff!

"Let my food run away! How dare you slander my efforts over the past few hundred years!"