"Demon Slayer Corps, you're finished!"
Looking at the surging army behind him, Ayu laughed and drew the knife from his waist.
"Just watch, the demon clan will use your proud Breathing Technique and Nichirin Blade to rule this country!"
After he finished speaking, he swung his hand forcefully.
In an instant, a blue blade flashed, slicing through all the trees in front of it.
The blade flashed like water, seemingly with endless waves.
He has gone mad and no longer intends to use "righteousness" to ascend the throne.
He wanted to use slaughter, the corpses of those who stood in his way, to tell the world that only he, Ayu, was the most qualified person to become "Emperor".
Therefore, he did not hesitate to change his plans and prematurely expose the existence of the Brain Food Legion.
As long as he kills the Demon Slayer Corps and the Scribe, and has enough power, he will still be the "Emperor"!
"It's not that I don't want to use peaceful means, it's that you forced me to!"
His mind was screaming, and A-Yu's face was contorted with rage.
"Scribe, it's all your fault, it's all your fault!"
Inside the mansion, everyone stared blankly at what had just happened.
The moment Ayu drew his sword, they recognized it as a Nichirin Blade.
Although it differs from what one might expect, it is a genuine Nichirin Blade.
And now, Ayu used the Breathing Technique in front of them.
"That is... the Water Breathing?"
Tomioka Giyu was usually expressionless, showed surprise, and his pupils suddenly shrank to pinpoints.
It can't be wrong, absolutely not wrong.
As the master of Water Breathing, and even a self-created form of myself, I cannot possibly be wrong.
That is the Water Breathing!
"Calm!"
Himejima Gyomei and clasped his hands together forcefully.
The prayer beads on their wrists clinked together, making a heavy sound.
"Don't worry about their numbers or tactics. What we need to consider now is how to break through!"
Upon hearing this, everyone instinctively gripped their weapons.
Apart from Amane Ubuyashiki and the already deceased Itō, everyone else possesses considerable fighting ability.
Even before the Demon Slayer Corps was wanted, they secretly relocated their non-combatant comrades and logistical units.
Those who remain tonight are all swordsmen.
And they are among the best of the best.
Even so, faced with such a huge gap, they felt powerless.
"That's right."
Rengoku KyoJuro nodded, trying to encourage everyone.
"We must find a way to break through now; we absolutely cannot sit idly by and wait to die."
"Which direction should we break through? Which way should we charge?"
Obanai Iguro spoke up; he was one of the few people who could remain calm in this situation.
Upon hearing this, everyone fell silent once again.
The direction of the breakout, the combination of combat forces, and even who makes the first move must all be planned.
They might fail if they are not careful.
And failure will likely mean death.
After a moment of contemplation, Shinobu Butterfly spoke first.
"We should go find the Mister Scribe."
"In the current situation, only he can change the course of the battle."
"No matter the cost, someone must tell him what's going on here."
Shinobu Butterfly's words were echoed by the others, who had no other choice.
Only the Scribe could turn the tide.
Tanjiro can't do it, my Agatsuma Zenitsu can't do it, Inosuke can't do it.
The Ranked Corps Member aren't good enough, the Pillars aren't good enough, and even the strongest, Himejima Gyomei, isn't good enough.
The Scribe was their last hope.
"From now on, we have only one goal: to break through."
With his head slightly lowered, he Himejima Gyomei.
"Everyone abandons their names and uses the Breathing Technique they use as code names. If they are the same, they are referred to by their size."
"Miss Amane Ubuyashiki, let's set your title as 'Zero' for now."
"Bug, you're not good at direct combat, so take care of 'Zero'."
Shinobu Butterfly nodded, having no objection.
Outside, Ayu had already ordered the legion to advance.
Inside the room, Himejima Gyomei was devising a plan for escape.
"Wind, Flame, Rock, and Serpent are in the lead, responsible for clearing the way."
"Water leads the sun, thunder is on the left, sound leads the beast, and flowers are on the right."
"The rest of the men will follow behind, and the remaining pillars will cover the rear."
Himejima Gyomei stood up and looked out the window.
Although he couldn't see it with the naked eye, he could still feel the ever-approaching, boundless malice.
"That's settled then, let's go."
After saying that, he gripped his Nichirin Blade and walked downstairs.
The others remained silent, simply rising and Gyomei.
Shortly afterward, a small squad rushed out of the mansion.
Their target was the legion of ten thousand ghosts not far away.
"Break through!"
Chapter 585 Doma Wants to Form an Alliance
Imperial Palace.
In the luxurious room deep inside, the Scribe sat in the center.
Beneath him lay a headless corpse.
Judging from his attire, he must be a nobleman.
No more than ten meters in front of me was an ancient yet luxurious chair.
A headless corpse dressed in royal attire sat on it, blood flowing from its neck, staining the expensive clothes red.
That is the Emperor, the master of this country.
But now, he has become a dead soul in the hands of the Scribe.
The Emperor's head was placed in the body's arms, his face filled with fear, as if he could not believe he was dead.
"Brain Food, you didn't expect me to appear here, did you?"
Upon entering the room, the Scribe discovered that the nobleman was a parasite of the Brain Eater.
Their goal was also to kill the Emperor.
But the Scribe acted first, eliminating the parasite.
While killing the parasite, the Scribe also sensed the presence of another ghost.
Unfortunately, that ghost was extremely sensitive.
Realizing his presence, he quickly left.
The Scribe did not give chase, because his goal was to kill the emperor.
The old and frail emperor was no match for the Scribe and could only beg for mercy.
Power, wealth, status, fame, delicious food, beautiful women.
Everything that people pursue, the Emperor can provide to the Scribe.
As long as you spare your own life.
The Scribe remained unmoved, but asked a question.
Did you tacitly approve of all of this that Ayu did?
Upon hearing this, the Emperor fell silent.
And the Scribe also found his own answer.
The next second, he raised his knife and beheaded the most distinguished person.
When the guards rushed into the room and tried to kill the Scribe, the Scribe said the following.
"Tell Ayu to come back."
"I'll wait here."
"If you don't kill me, I'll kill him."
The guards fired, but how could a dozen bullets possibly kill the Scribe?
After giving these people a harsh lesson, the Scribe released them and sent them to deliver a message.
That's why the soldier told Ayu what happened.
"Phew~"
With a long sigh, the Scribe turned around and looked towards the gate.
He could clearly sense that many people were waiting for him outside.
Once you step outside, you will be met with countless blades and bullets.
However, these people were also very self-aware, knowing that if they went in rashly, they would only be killed by the Scribe.
Therefore, a delicate balance was achieved between the two sides.
As long as the Scribe doesn't leave the room, the guards will only keep watch.
But this does not mean that they will not restrict Scribe in other ways.
Five days have passed since the Scribe broke into the room and killed the emperor.
During this period, he did not eat or drink anything.
Even their movements remained unchanged from before.
Staring directly at the wall not far away, the Scribe's gaze seemed to penetrate everything, looking into the distance.
"Ayu, come back soon."
Infinity Castle.
"What?! The Emperor is dead?! Yu has exposed the existence of the Brain Eater Legion?!"
Upon hearing this news from Tonryoku, Dichai stared wide-eyed and grabbed him.