You tell me, this is called daily youth?

Some monsters that were obviously from the dungeon stood up and rushed over from all directions.

The squid swung its long tentacles and the tower explorer released witchcraft, which was fine, but the key point was that she also saw the bloody bull charging madly and the transformer summoning cannons.

Player? How could it be possible?

clang!

The second axe chopped down, accompanied by concentrated fire, causing cracks to appear in the blood. Muzan was attacked from both sides and was in a panic. More and more attacks surrounded him.

There was a dense light net under his feet, and a round mirror suddenly appeared beside him. The monsters rushed up desperately and directly shattered the soul crystal outside the blood flower.

How can he have so many tricks? His authority should be activated!

Muzan was caught off guard, and a sharp mouth with fangs appeared on his palm, and a lot of blood spurted out of his mouth.

Vampire magic. Forest of thorns.

Black thorns spread out, tightly binding the Shura Witch Spirit and suppressing other monsters. Muzan showed no joy at all. He glanced behind him and saw that Yuki, who was trapped in the blood curse field, was nowhere to be seen.

Oops.

My heart skipped a beat. These monsters were not that strong and could not hurt me at all, but they could divert attention and free the protagonist from his restraints.

call out--

The crimson spear finally pierced through the blood and stabbed into Muzan's chest. At the same time, Wu Ling's giant axe chopped into his shoulder, but no bones or internal organs were seen, and even blood did not gush out.

Yuki approached within a hundred meters and pulled the trigger without hesitation.

boom!boom!

The first bullet blew Muzan into a sieve, and the second bullet set it on fire on the spot, but the soul firewood soon went out, and Muzan appeared unharmed in the spreading thorn bush.

Immortality, this is the same as in the original book.

Yuuki glanced at the extinguished humanoid torch, and the Demon Eye confirmed that it had done damage because Muzan's soul energy had decreased a little.

But this is not enough. Every drop of blood is a soul, and every trace of soul is controlled. It is impossible for a burning bullet to burn it all out in one shot. As a player of Monster IV, Muzan's total soul amount is very huge.

Besides, people won’t just stand there and let you shoot.

Shadows covered the sky, and those blood-red cylinders fell directly down. Some were much harder than steel, while others exploded at the slightest touch. Wherever they touched the body, the cold touch immediately spread.

At the same time, the gray halo continued to expand, penetrating the body without leaving any trace.

"What kind of authority is this? What allows him to keep trying over and over again?"

Yuki moved quickly, leaving behind a trail of afterimages, and Muzan was not slow either, flashing with blood splattering everywhere.

boom!boom!

Gunshots rang out one after another, but the bullets did not ignite any soul.

Muzan is not a fool. After being shot, he knew that the hunter's musket could ignite the soul. When he shot at Yuuki, the blood would immediately materialize.

After several attempts, he was surrounded by endless doubts.

"Unsuppressible? Impossible. Even domain-type items are attached to the outpost. Could it be that he has a second special item?"

Why did Muzan dare to face this killing machine? It was because of the bonus authority. However, the situation before him was beyond common sense, and he began to have the idea of ​​retreating.

"They both play with blood, but Muzan is many times stronger than the blood demon in the global plague."

Yuki took the initiative to hide back in the maze, watching the thorns wrapping the Shura Witch Spirit like a dumpling. As long as the soul crystal was not broken, it didn't matter if it was cut into rotten meat. The blood-red cylinders in the sky fell everywhere and disintegrated on their own.

They formed countless blood lines and explored towards the edge of the furnace. Each blood line was Muzan's eyes, and they would soon find a way out.

This is the risk of lack of intelligence. The Evil Extermination Team wrote the strategy based on the description of Flame Pillar and others, but it misled him.

How to say it, all evil spirits are the same. They don't care about physical strength or chaos props, but focus more on weirdness and immortality, which can restrain many players.

"Have you used all your skill points on controlling your health? And you possess an unknown authority, no wonder you dare to challenge me in a duel." Yuki has never underestimated his enemies. After all, this is a Monster IV player. It would be really difficult to deal with him if the Night Furnace was not opened in advance.

Muzan is powerful enough and weird enough, even skipping the boundaries of physics and energy, making it impossible for Yuuki to use his strength. Even if he attacks with greater strength and speed, who can guarantee that it is not another source of pollution?

"Fortunately, we are compatible. This blood is essentially a split soul, acting as a medium to contaminate other creatures."

Yuki spread out his hands, a drop of dark red blood circled around his fingertips. After some trials, the plan gradually took shape.

Blood Spirit Phantom.

Copy the Rubik's Cube.

Yuki rushed out and plunged into the tide of zombies, but there were nearly 10 phantoms. Their speeds were similar and it was difficult to tell the real ones from the fake ones, but Muzan was also a veteran and was not fooled.

To deal with all kinds of changes, we should remain unchanged. Let the thorns continue to grow wildly and break through this maze first.

The test was fair. She also knew that Yuuki's overall strength was stronger than hers, and he was not the most favorite melee player. The gap between the two was in this mutated item.

If you break out in a hurry, you will be ambushed. But when you calm down, you will find that the tide of corpses is not as big as you imagined, and there is only one monster-level corpse inside.

"Break the maze first. I don't believe this mutation item can last indefinitely."

Muzan's mind was clear, but then he became confused, because the ten identical phantoms did not scatter around, but rushed straight into the sea of ​​thorns and flowers.

So stupid?

This made her undecided because it was a waste of energy and a suicidal act.

What's fake cannot be real. The blood spirit phantom was instantly chopped into pieces by the thorns and was reduced at a speed visible to the naked eye.

What was he trying to do? What was the point?

Muzan was thinking frantically, because in the blink of an eye, there were only three blood spirit phantoms left, approaching as if they were filled with passion.

The left side is not.

The sharp thorns directly turned the phantom into blood. As long as there was a head-on battle, it was easy to distinguish the real from the fake.

On the right, here he comes.

The real Yuuki cut through the obstacles and accelerated further. Muzan hesitated for a moment and used the blood demon technique again.

"I've been waiting for you."

The thorns turned into blood.

The spikes were already covered with residual blood, and suddenly expanded when they were a hundred meters away.

It’s still the same routine, first set a trap and wait for the prey to take the bait, then use the strange ability to the limit.

It split, expanded, spread out into a contaminated area, and eroded the flesh and blood of any living thing, as if pressing the slow-motion button, slowing down Yuki's speed.

A highly toxic substance, but not very effective against machines or energy life.

Yuki experienced it for the third time and felt that his body was still out of control. The blood would rush into his body frantically. Even if the insect demon's armor was airtight, it would try its best to create a gap.

Every drop is an extension of Muzan's soul, every drop has life, even if there is only one drop left, it will not die.

This time, Yuki did not use the hunting rifle to ignite the fire. A gray miasma spread around him, and what he held in his hand was black hair like seaweed.

This black hair could probably be used to make a good curse-killing tool, but Yuuki used it as another soul crystal.

Bloodline skills. Soul infection.

Originating from the ability of the 'Lost' witch god, a rare second bloodline skill, it was with this ability that the witch god infected the entire Red Earth Continent, turning countless humans into energy for his own awakening, and splitting the energy to create soul crystals and witch beasts, forming a kind of ecological cycle.

Fight division with division, infection with infection, erosion with erosion.

Muzan's expression froze. She could feel her blood losing control after it touched the gray miasma. This wasn't some kind of suppression tool, nor was it purification. Instead, it was—

"You have similar skills!?"

Yuki came in silence, continuing to fight his way through the thorns. Although both were pollution sources, there were also differences in concentration. How could such a small amount of blood break through the concentrated miasma of 'Soul Infection'?

It eroded in reverse, taking every drop of blood it passed by as its own, but it was too late for Wuzan to follow suit.

In order to escape from the maze, to find the hidden Yuuki, and to suppress the corpse, she had already dispersed the blood. It was not easy to gather it together now, and Yuuki would not give her this opportunity.

Ding--bang!

The bloody blade slashed on the thorn sword that was gathered in a hurry. Yuki leaned forward and slapped Muzan's beautiful face.

There was no mercy, the enormous force directly blew up the head, and the headless body was shattered, but was swallowed by the gray fog.

The erosion, combined with Sadako's black hair, made the gray fog even larger, and Yuuki glanced to the side, locking onto Muzan who emerged from the distance.

Want to run? Too late.

Hunter's trap.

The props in the furnace were mobilized according to Yuki's thoughts. Muzan was trapped as soon as he flashed out, and before he could react, the bloody long sword appeared in front of him.

Behead, kill.

Yuuki was like a dedicated cleaner, removing the dirt from the furnace, while Muzan's energy continued to drop, and he couldn't even maintain the thorn forest.

Roar! ! !

The wounded Wu Ling escaped and joined the roundup with a group of corpses. Jie Cheng's speed was too fast. Even if he paused for 00.1 seconds, the blade would follow.

Kill once, twice, ten times.

This is the real cruelty of killing, the slow slicing of people into pieces, a kind of severe pain that comes from the soul.

Yuki lowered his sword, and Muzan's figure was no longer in sight. The latter had no hope of breaking out, and his counterattack was ineffective. He rationally hid himself, waiting for the furnace to collapse on its own, and he would naturally have a chance to escape after returning to reality.

The blood line is still spreading silently, having penetrated the sea of ​​corpses and blood, and will soon find the boundary of the furnace.

"When the time comes, we will suddenly become one and penetrate the realm. Even if there is only a trace of blood returning to reality, you will be able to survive?" Yuki shook his head sarcastically, made a sword flower, and inserted the blade blood back into the ground with his backhand.

"But you will split, won't I?"

diffusion.

The pitch-black miasma lingering around Yuuki suddenly collapsed and spread to the entire furnace with the swing of his right hand.

The intensity of the infection was declining rapidly, and it was even more impossible to infect the densely packed blood lines that were spreading in all directions at the same level, but Yuki had never thought of using the LV1 soul infection to seize a powerful living puppet.

"It doesn't matter. Death is fine."

The shotgun was drawn, and two incendiary bullets were loaded. This was an extension of Yuki's soul energy and could certainly be ignited.

"No! Wait a minute!"

Muzan obviously knew what he wanted to do, and suddenly flashed out from a line of blood, but like Yamamura Sadako, Yuki didn't even look at him and pulled the trigger towards the sky.

boom.

Blazing fire.

Chapter 5: Epic Qualitative Change

In half an hour, I took Muzan's head.

The soul fire burned fiercely, turning the entire realm into a fiery red. Perhaps only at this time did the realm begin to look like a 'furnace'.

Yuki stood in the sea of ​​fire, looking at the charred corpse at his feet, observing the resentment on her face, and shook his head after a long while.

"Muzan Kibutsuji should have been at the Extraordinary level when he entered the game. It took him so long to become a Monster IV, but unfortunately he met me."

Muzan's player path might be even more exciting than in Demon Slayer: Kimetsu no Yaiba. He pushed another skill tree to a very high level. If he had continued to strengthen along the path in the original game...

Well, death is faster and more miserable.

Yuki is not afraid of head-on confrontation, nor is he afraid of comparing health bars with others. Instead, the weirdness of the "One Hundred Demons Night Parade" opened his eyes. Whether it is cursing or pollution, they are all unconventional.

But there is no coincidence or luck. Whether it is the Witch God Soul Crystal or the soul infection, these are all skills that Yuki has chopped out with his sword and gun. He has been thinking about all-round development from the beginning.

"Muzan ranks high among the Twelve Evil Spirits, and it's unclear who is stronger between him and Kokushibo."

Yuki suddenly discovered an interesting thing, that is, after becoming a player, everything was cleared, and Muzan also lost the ability to take whatever he wanted from other ghosts. Maybe he was rebelling against Tiangang.

The second monster is level IV, and it has its own merits compared to Ulquiorra.

He was not at all panicked, and even had time to summarize. He picked out a few damaged props from the charred corpse and threw them aside, then took out a blood clot that looked like red jelly.

[Devil Blood Clot, which houses the soul of a Devil player. It costs 2 Specialization Points to forge, and has a chance to evolve into a Chaos Item.]

【Keywords, pollution, erosion】

Just like the materials dropped by Sadako Yamamura, it will inherit certain characteristics of the player. For example, the previous one is the keywords of curse and telekinesis. Yuki has no skills in this area, so he simply uses it as a consumable.

"Use two specialization points to create."

This was the first time Yuki had created a Chaos Prop. Ripples appeared in the air, and the void was constructed, just like a master painter was painting. With a blood clot as the core, lines, leather, and fabric progressed layer by layer, finally forming a pair of black gloves.