You Just Said You Wanted to Order Me? / The Serpent Hashira Appears
Suddenly, Nezuko's voice came.
Then, to everyone's astonishment, she walked towards the Scribe.
"No, Nezuko!"
Tanjiro grabbed his younger sister and quickly stopped her from having any ideas.
"There are two ghosts over there! I won't allow you to go near there until we figure out what's going on!"
When the Scribe saw Tanjiro stop Nezuko, he first raised an eyebrow, then relaxed.
He understood that Tanjiro was worried about Nezuko's safety.
"It's alright, Tanjiro- nii."
Nezuko smiled at Tanjiro, holding his hand.
"Those two ghosts are Koume and her brother."
Upon hearing this, almost everyone present widened their eyes.
"What did you say?!"
Seeing their surprised reaction, the Scribe shrugged helplessly.
"It's just the truth, why are you all so agitated?"
Chapter 417 You just said you wanted to order food for me?
Seeing the intense reaction from everyone, Nezuko sighed helplessly.
Just as he was about to explain, Shiragiku suddenly spoke up.
"No need, Nezuko."
After she finished speaking, her body began to change and shrink, eventually turning back into the form that Tanjiro and the others knew as Koume.
Upon witnessing this shocking scene, everyone, from those who knew her, including Tengen Uzui, to Suma and Makio, who had just learned her name, all showed expressions of disbelief.
"Just as she said, I am indeed a demon, Gyutaro is my brother."
After transforming back into her baby form, Koume skipped over to Gyutaro and grabbed one of his hands.
"I think you Demon Slayer Corps members don't like us demons either, so it's best to keep your distance."
As she spoke, she pulled Gyutaro along and walked a short distance to the side.
"That's not how it is, I..."
Nezuko wanted to explain something, but she didn't know what to say.
In the end, she simply walked silently to Mitsu's side and bandaged her wounds.
At first, when she first learned that Koume was a ghost, she was also filled with shock, and even a little fear and apprehension.
However, Koume helped Nezuko defeat the Stitched Demon that "Daki" had transformed into, which made Nezuko realize that the opponent was definitely not an ordinary man-eating demon.
Just because you know it doesn't mean others know it.
Especially Tengen Uzui, the Sound Hashira, who had hunted countless demons, inherently lacked any real understanding of them.
Fortunately, Tengen Uzui didn't say anything more.
He glanced at Koume and Gyutaro, then finally focused his gaze on the Scribe.
Only after seeing the Scribe nod slightly at him did he turn his gaze away.
"Alright, let's explain this later."
After clapping his hands, the Scribe then spoke.
Shouldn't we be trying to eliminate these newly hatched creatures?
Following the direction of his finger, everyone saw dozens of scarlet eyes.
After a brief period of adaptation, these strengthened demon legions, which had just emerged from their cocoons, gradually recovered.
Especially after seeing humans around them, their previously confused pupils were instantly filled with bloodlust.
"I never expected that a feast would be delivered to my door as soon as I woke up."
A ghost with bat wings growing from its ribs and a body like a caterpillar licked its lips and swallowed a few mouthfuls of saliva.
"Don't try to take it from me, I want to eat that girl's legs, the flesh there is so tender."
His eyes were fixed on Nezuko, his greed undisguised.
The other ghosts also sized up the people present, choosing which parts of the creatures they wanted to eat.
It seems they don't take the Scribe and their group seriously at all.
Perhaps in their eyes, this was simply a buffet after waking up.
The Scribe and their ilk are like meat on a chopping board, left for us ghosts to devour.
As for Koume and Gyutaro, they didn't think much of it.
They're all ghosts anyway, they can't kill each other, so why care so much?
Although they were strengthened by the blood clots, for a demon, the greatest pleasure was being able to eat fresh flesh and blood.
Realizing their dangerous situation, Tengen Uzui and the others gripped their Nichirin Blade tightly.
These people are quite strong, and there is even a Pillar among them.
However, facing dozens of demons, the weakest of whom were Lower Rank demons, and even an army of three Upper Rank demons, they were still too weak.
Even if they resist with all their might, the best outcome would be to be devoured after eliminating most of the demons.
"Alright, you've finished dividing it up."
A rough voice rang out, its tone flat and indifferent.
"I really don't know how you guys see it. After dividing it up, you've actually left out one person."
He kicked over the ghost blocking his way, and a ghost that was three or four meters tall and completely covered in stone walked out.
He was one of the three demons with the aura of Upper Rank demon.
As he moved forward, the ground trembled slightly.
Some tiny stone chips were even shaken into the air, spinning several times before landing again.
Clearly, this ghost possesses extraordinary power.
"Thump, thump, thump."
Step by step, he closed the distance between himself and the Scribe until they were only a few steps apart.
He grinned, his rock-like face brimming with excitement.
"A bunch of idiots, a few ghosts eating one, then I'll have this one all to myself!"
As he spoke, he extended his right hand.
"Blood Demon Art, Stone Hand"
As he activated his ability, his hand, which was already as big as a frying pan, expanded even further.
A large amount of gravel was absorbed by it and fused together.
A second or two later, a hand the size of half a table appeared.
In his palm, the Scribe also saw several stone spikes.
Judging by its sharpness, it could easily pierce several large holes in an ordinary person's body.
Upon further reflection, he understood the Stone Demon's thoughts.
"Kuhahaha, I'll drink some of your blood first, just to soothe my throat."
With a loud laugh, the Stone Demon swung his hand and grabbed at the Scribe.
The dark shadow overhead completely covered him, as if it had blocked all possibilities of escape.
"Stand there quietly and don't move. I'll eat you faster when I do."
Upon hearing Stone Demon's words, the Scribe remained silent.
He simply raised his head silently, looking at the large hand that could easily grab an ordinary person like a chick.
The next moment, he was grabbed by a large hand.
The person's entire body was covered up, making it impossible to see anything.
"Mister Scribe!"
Seeing this, Nezuko, who was closest to the Scribe, changed her expression.
He drew his Nichirin Blade from his waist, intending to rush to the rescue.
But at that moment, she suddenly noticed that something was wrong with the Stone Demon in front of her.
The smile on his face froze, and then his face became somewhat distorted, with his features all squeezed together.
"Hiss hiss~"
A series of sounds, like something burning, rang out, and a burnt smell gradually filled the air.
Then, the Scribe spoke.
"You just said you wanted to order food for me?"
Chapter 418 The Serpent Hashira Appears
Upon hearing the Scribe's voice, Stone Demon's expression changed.
"You're still alive?"
"Muzan, I won't die."
A faint voice sounded, and a rich light shone from the Stone Demon's palm.
"Buzz buzz buzz~"
"Ugh!"
After a brief whooshing sound, the Stone Demon fell backward.
His large right hand had been severed by the Scribe and fell to the ground.
With a bang, it knocked over several ghosts before the Stone Demon's body finally came to a stop.
Upon seeing this, all the ghosts present turned their gazes in this direction.
"That man is very strong."
"It's really good."
The two Upper Rank, besides Stone Demon, glanced at each other and began to converse.
"We're no match for him in a one-on-one fight, what do you think?"
"We can team up, but I want to eat his head."
"Make a deal."
One of the demons, who had cat ears but an octopus-like body, agreed to join forces and stated the "reward" he wanted.
Another ghost, with a long nose and an elephant-like face, also agreed.
"Superior!"
After a brief alliance, the two ghosts charged directly at the Scribe.
Despite seeing the two evil spirits approaching, the Scribe's face remained unchanged.
Appearing behind the Scribe in a flash, the Cat-eared Octopus Demon swung a long tentacle, slamming it heavily into his back. (Reading La)
Turn me into mincemeat!
Carrying immense power, the tentacles emitted a whooshing sound as they cut through the air.