Demon Slayer: Great Swordmaster System from the Start, My Master is Tsugikuni

With a look of disgust, the man tossed the Nichirin Blade over from a distance.

Watching the Nichirin Blade in mid-air, the Scribe knew his chance had come.

A sharp glint flashed in his eyes, and he moved.

Twisting his body, he slammed an elbow into the frog-man's face.

Wincing in pain, the man loosened his grip on the rope.

Seizing the opportunity, the Scribe leaped again, kicking the lower end of the scabbard.

The Nichirin Blade flew out of its scabbard, falling straight towards the ground below.

Reaching out with both hands, the Scribe intended to catch the Nichirin Blade with his bound hands.

Just as everyone thought the Scribe's hands would be severed by the Nichirin Blade, it plunged straight into the ground, not harming the Scribe in the slightest.

The falling Nichirin Blade landed precisely in the middle of the rope, cutting it.

Had it been off by even a centimeter to the left or right, it would have pierced the Scribe's wrist, causing arterial bleeding.

Pulling out the Nichirin Blade, which was embedded five centimeters into the ground, the Scribe charged directly at the frog-man.

At this moment, the frog-man was only just recovering from the pain.

Upon seeing the Scribe charging at him with the blade, the frog-man immediately retreated.

The clothes on his back instantly ripped open, revealing seven long tentacles.

Bang bang bang

The tentacles pierced the ceiling, fixing the frog-man's body in mid-air.

Noticing that the frog-man had revealed his true form, the Scribe calmly said, "You really are a demon."

"You damn brat, you're a Demon Slayer!"

The Tentacle Demon grinned, its face filled with ferocity and anger.

"How did you discover my identity?"

"It was just a guess."

Shrugging, the Scribe spoke directly.

"Didn't you notice I was facing you with the flat of the blade earlier?"

Realizing he had been tricked, the Tentacle Demon's expression contorted.

Its sharp teeth chattered in anger, and the veins on its forehead bulged.

"Since you've found out, you'll die with these people!"

The tentacles on its back retracted, then sprang out again like springs, lashing at the Scribe and the panicked crowd.

Sun Breathing * Fourth Form * Mirage Sun Rainbow

Facing the Tentacle Demon's attack, the Scribe used the evasion form within Sun Breathing.

Due to his body's high-speed twists and rotations, not a single one of the seven tentacles managed to touch the Scribe.

"How is this possible?"

The Tentacle Demon's wide eyes were filled with horror; it couldn't believe its attack had been nullified.

Previous Demon Slayers had all been pierced like sieves when encountering this move.

The Scribe, who could dodge so easily, was the first.

Sun Breathing * Sixth Form * Burning Bone Sun

The Nichirin Blade in his hand swung continuously, and a tornado of flames enveloped him.

Facing the Scribe's attack, the Tentacle Demon had to resort to its final measures.

The seven tentacles retracted and intertwined in front of it, forming a shield.

Shrinking its body as much as possible, the Tentacle Demon's face was filled with a cold sneer.

In its opinion, the Scribe must have expended a significant amount of energy to unleash such a powerful attack.

At that point, it would be like a fat lamb waiting to be slaughtered.

At this very moment, the Tentacle Demon was already contemplating how to deal with the Scribe in its mind.

Burning Bone Sun struck the tentacle shield, instantly shattering it.

A searing pain shot from the severed ends. The Tentacle Demon was astonished to find that its tentacles, which were part of its limbs, could not regenerate.

Sweat beaded on its contorted face. This was the first time the Tentacle Demon had encountered a situation where its limbs couldn't regenerate.

Sun Breathing * Seventh Form * Radiant Flower Thrust

The Nichirin Blade thrust forward, and ring-shaped flames erupted on both sides of the blade.

In a moment of life-or-death crisis, the Tentacle Demon suddenly shouted.

"Save me!"

No sooner had the words fallen than the inn's ceiling shattered, and a gaunt figure leaped down from above.

Grabbing the Tentacle Demon, the gaunt figure turned and ran towards the outside.

But this demon had underestimated the power of Radiant Flower Thrust.

Even though it hadn't hit the demon directly, its power was not to be trifled with.

An explosion rang out, directly collapsing the inn.

Crash!

Slicing through the bricks and debris above, the Scribe emerged, carrying the man with glasses who hadn't escaped.

While that attack hadn't killed the two demons, their bodies had still sustained a certain degree of damage.

Under the effect of Burning Bone Sun, they would be unable to regenerate for a short time.

On the other side, only half of the Tentacle Demon's body remained after being carried away.

"You! Couldn't you have come out to save me sooner?"

"My body hurts so much, I can't regenerate at all."

The demon that had taken the Tentacle Demon was a ghastly pale creature with high cheekbones, resembling a walking corpse.

"Shut up."

"Do you think I'm doing any better?"

Hearing the Corpse Demon say that, the Tentacle Demon finally noticed that the Corpse Demon's clothes were completely shredded.

The moon hung high in the sky, casting its radiance upon the land.

On the rooftops of the town, a naked figure was running around.

Strolling under the moon, enjoying himself immensely.

The Corpse Demon ran all the way to the foot of the tall mountain next to the town.

After observing the surroundings and confirming no one was around, the Corpse Demon ran into the mountain.

Before long, a massive cave appeared before the two demons.

Chapter 32: A Hundred Demons Gather, A Town Becomes Bait

Entering the cave, an unbearable stench assaulted their senses.

As they ventured deeper into the cave, the smell in the air grew stronger.

Reaching the deepest part, a natural rock plaza appeared.

Torches were embedded in the walls of the plaza, their dim yellow light barely illuminating the surroundings.

An ordinary person seeing this scene would likely be terrified to death.

Dozens of demons stood densely packed in the plaza!

A rough count revealed about sixty to seventy of them.

"What's going on here?"

A deep voice boomed as a demon over three meters tall, resembling a mountain of flesh, asked.

"It's like this, just now..."

Tossing the Tentacle Demon aside, the Corpse Demon briefly described what had happened.

After listening, the Meat Mountain Demon became enraged.

"You mean to say, you two were discovered by a Demon Slayer?!"

With a palm as large as a fan, the Meat Mountain Demon grabbed the Corpse Demon. With a slight squeeze, the latter cried out in pain.

"Y-yes, I'm sorry! It's all this guy's fault for being discovered by that child-like Demon Slayer."

"And that guy's techniques are strange; our injuries can't recover."

Hearing the Corpse Demon's words, the Meat Mountain Demon finally noticed the Tentacle Demon, which was only half its original size.

"Describe that guy's techniques in detail."

Lifting the Tentacle Demon with two fingers, the Meat Mountain Demon's eyes were bloodshot.

"If you miss even one crucial point, I'll throw you out to be sunbathed!"

Shivering, the Tentacle Demon recounted everything that had happened after its encounter with the Scribe.

"Are you done?"

Swallowing hard, the Tentacle Demon, with only half its body remaining, couldn't help but tremble.

"My body hurts, I need time to regenerate."

No sooner had the words fallen than the Tentacle Demon felt a powerful force, and its half-body was heavily stomped into the ground.

Its already fragile body shattered again, leaving only half of its head.

Crack, crack, crack.

The ground of the rocky plaza cracked inch by inch, rippling like waves, centered around the Tentacle Demon.

"Useless thing, you'll just regenerate here."

With a kick, he stomped the Tentacle Demon into the earth. The Meat Mountain Demon snorted coldly and roared.

"Since the Demon Slayers have already discovered our whereabouts, the plan must be moved up."

"All of you, get ready. We depart in one hour."

"At that time, both the people in the town and those Demon Slayers will be our food!"

Upon hearing this, the other demons excitedly roared.

Their eyes turned red, and saliva dripped from their mouths.

When the Meat Mountain Demon announced the plan's advancement, the Scribe hurried back to the inn where Yoriichi was staying.

"Master, I found traces of demons at the hot spring inn."

After listening to the Scribe's account, Yoriichi's brow furrowed.

He didn't understand why these demons weren't hiding themselves this time, but instead brazenly impersonated human merchants.

"Scribe, what do you think?"

After a moment of thought, the Scribe took out paper and a pen from the desk.