Upon hearing this, the young swordsmiths realized that their lives seemed to be 'protected'.
But why would a man-eating demon want to capture a swordsmith? What's the reason?
Wait a minute, technology?
These guys want the technology in our minds?!
A terrifying thought crossed his mind, but then the swordsmith saw a sky full of lightning strikes.
After experiencing excruciating pain all over his body, he lost consciousness.
After binding all the swordsmiths, Ji Nu turned his Jikan towards the ghosts except for Urogi, Karaku, Aizetsu.
His scarlet eyes gleamed with murderous intent.
Seeing this, one of the ghosts mustered his courage and stepped forward, saying...
"Sir, we will certainly follow your orders."
He scratched his face with his hand, then shook his hand off.
"Even if that guy Dichai offered me food, I definitely wouldn't eat it!"
The other ghosts spoke up, indicating that they would definitely obey Jikan's words.
They had already realized that the four demons, including the Jikan Ji Nu, must have some connection with Upper Rank Four and Hantengu, whom they had encountered before.
If a demon is not completely irrational, it would know which one it is, Upper Rank Four or Upper Rank Six.
Besides, Dichai isn't in front of him right now.
These ghosts speak with absolutely no restraint.
"It's infuriating that you're saying such things."
He planted a tin staff in the ground, and then, in Jikan, took another one from his hand and planted it in the ground as well.
After repeating this several times, a total of nine tin staffs had been embedded in the ground.
"The way he wipes the drool from the corner of his mouth really makes me angry!"
After a roar, the Jikan summoned lightning.
Countless bolts of electricity descended from the sky, crashing down upon the horde of ghosts.
The three Karaku Ghosts, who were prepared, had already moved out of attack range.
An attack fueled by Jikan cannot kill the demons; it can only paralyze them and slow down their recovery.
But that's enough; he needed these ghosts to live anyway.
Once Kanroji Mitsuri returns, if she discovers that these swordsmiths are missing, she will definitely track them down.
With these ghosts, we can buy enough time for the Jikan ones to leave.
It could be said that these ghosts who had just declared their intention to betray Dichai were, in the blink of an eye, Jikan by Ji Nu.
"Let's go, find 'Fear,' and then leave."
With that, he Jikan grabbed the rope and dragged several knife makers away.
Meanwhile, Kanroji Mitsuri was unaware that the person she had just saved had already been "taken away" by a demon.
On the Scribe's side, Tanjiro and the others finally showed signs of waking up.
Tanjiro's eyelids twitched slightly, and he slowly opened his red eyes.
Where am I...?
He looked dazed, staring at the unfamiliar swordsman before him, his pupils filled with confusion.
"You must be Kamado Tanjiro. We are the support troops."
Chapter 491 The Power of the Gyokko
"Support?"
Upon hearing this term, Tanjiro's face clearly showed a hint of confusion.
Logically speaking, the location of the Swordsmith Village should be a secret of the Demon Slayer Corps.
Just think about all the steps I went through when I came here, and you'll know how troublesome it is for someone to come.
"They are different from you."
The Scribe walked over and spoke.
"These people didn't get in through the proper channels."
"Standard procedure?"
Just as he was about to ask, the swordsman explained.
"We are all swordsmen who operate in the vicinity, and we received the news from the Kasugai Crow."
"Master has explained, the situation is urgent, so we rushed over immediately."
Hearing this, Tanjiro finally understood why these people were here.
Thank you all.
"We're all on the team, so it's only right that we help each other out."
With a smile, the swordsman then went to check on the others.
Tanjiro also discovered that besides Nezuko and Genya Shinazugawa, there were quite a few other people around him.
Some were swordsmen who came to help, but most were the village's swordsmiths and Demon Slayer had been stationed there before.
Among those being looked after, he even saw Tokito Ichiro.
His body was wrapped in bandages, and he looked rather listless.
"Even such a powerful swordsman is seriously injured?!"
Surprised, the Scribe beside him spoke up.
"Don't be surprised, because you have no idea how fierce the battle tonight was."
The Scribe then briefly told Tanjiro what had happened.
Upper Rank Four, Hantengu; Upper Rank Five, Gyokko; and dozens of other demons with the strength of Lower Rank.
This lineup far surpasses Tanjiro's battles in the Entertainment District.
Not to mention, what the Scribe said was not the whole story.
If you were to tell him about the existence of Dichai, Kamihito Ichi, Imamura, and even Shinri Masato, Tanjiro's reaction would probably be even stronger.
"Oh right, where 'Uichirou? And Mitsuri Kanroji? I haven't seen them."
Suddenly, Tanjiro remembered what had happened before and hurriedly asked about the two of them.
"They haven't come back, but you don't need to worry."
The Scribe patted Tanjiro on the shoulder and said.
"Trust me, they'll be fine."
Tanjiro wanted to say something more, but the Scribe said that he would go and support them.
With great effort, Tanjiro wanted to help his teammates.
"You'd better sit still and behave yourself."
He poked Tanjiro's wound hard, and the latter immediately bared his teeth and sat down on the ground.
"Given your current state, you'd only be there to watch the show."
Although he didn't want to admit it, Tanjiro knew very well that the Scribe was right.
My current combat strength is indeed worrying.
"I'll go find Uichirou and the others first, and then I'll go find Mitsuri."
After recalling the memories in his mind, the Scribe decided to go and help Uichirou first.
Even if Gyokko is a novice, he's still at the Upper Rank Five level.
If he had used his full strength from the beginning and taken Muiichiro seriously, he could have killed him.
As for Kanroji Mitsuri, she should still be on her way to rescue the village chief and is not in any danger.
"Then, I'll leave this place to you."
The Scribe nodded to the swordsman and said.
If you find that something is wrong, quickly lead your people to evacuate.
"Yes, I understand."
The swordsman nodded in response.
As the highest-ranking swordsman among those who came to provide support, he became the temporary leader.
Among the eleven swordsmen who arrived, besides himself, a Rank B Swordsman, there was one Rank D Swordsman and three Rank E Swordsman.
The rest were all swordsmen below the E rank.
Although this force is not weak, it does not have the ability to take the initiative to attack in a village full of dangers.
Therefore, the Scribe only assigned them to protect the injured.
After confirming the direction, the Scribe rushed out.
Watching the Scribe's departing figure, a heavily injured swordsmith with his face wrapped in bandages suddenly grinned.
"That man is finally gone."
Despite his severe injuries, his eyes shone brightly, as if he felt no pain at all.
"That aura was truly terrifying. I wonder if it's related to the death of Number 013."
The swordsmith raised his hand to touch his forehead, then turned his gaze to Tanjiro and the others.
"It seems these people know more than they do."
"I just don't know how it tastes."
The swordsmith stuck out his tongue and licked his lips, as if savoring something.
"What's wrong? Are you thirsty?"
At that moment, a female Demon Slayer saw the swordsmith licking his lips and asked a question.
"We came in a hurry and didn't bring much with us. The water has already been distributed."
"It's fine."
The knifesmith opened his mouth, and a hoarse voice rang out.
"I know there's a well nearby that should have water."
"Really? Where is it?"
"Help me up first."
With the help of the female swordsman, the swordsmith stood up and then pointed to a ruin not far away.
"Right there, behind that house, I remember there was a well."
"Okay, wait for me a moment."
Without hesitation, the female swordsman grabbed a bucket and ran toward the ruins.
At this distance, even if she encounters a ghost, her companions can arrive in time to provide support.
Watching the female swordsman leave, the swordsmith remained silent, simply walking into the shadows and concealing himself.
Before long, a rustling sound came from the ground, as if a centipede was crawling on the ground.
Meanwhile, deep in the forest, the battle between Muiichiro and Gyokko had reached a fever pitch.
A surge of energy appeared in the palm of his hand, and then a teapot decorated with aquatic plant patterns appeared in the Gyokko's hand.
"Go."