Tokyo Collapses
"Shinobu Butterfly, I am now asking you a serious question."
Are you really going to use this opportunity?
His face was expressionless, not cold, but rather a detachment that came from within.
He was like a god walking among mortals, scrutinizing Shinobu Butterfly's heart.
I'm trying to figure out what she really wants.
"I beg you."
"Very good."
After Shinobu Butterfly answered the question, Scribe suddenly smiled.
It was a very happy laugh, a laugh that came from the heart.
But soon, the smile faded.
A cold look appeared on the Scribe's face.
"Whoosh~"
The sound of a sword being drawn rang out, and to Shinobu Butterfly's astonishment, Scribe handed her his scabbard.
"Wait for me to come back."
Scribe gently patted Ren's shoulder, and her voice reached her ears.
"By then, everything will be over."
Heavy, rhythmic footsteps sounded, and the Scribe's shadow grew longer and longer on the ground.
Turning around, I couldn't help but look at the departing figure.
Tears streamed down her face, but this time, they were tears of joy.
"Please, Mister Scribe."
Upon leaving the room, the Scribe saw the corpse lying on the ground.
Most of them are human, with only a few being ghosts.
The body of the dead demon was an unhealthy purple, presumably killed by Shinobu Butterfly.
As for human corpses, it is difficult to determine the cause of death.
Biting, penetration, corrosion, knife marks.
Any kind of wound that could kill a human could be found on these corpses.
The Scribe glanced at it briefly before looking away.
At that moment, he had no other thoughts; only one idea occupied his mind.
Anyone who stands in your way, no matter who they are, will be killed.
Whether it's a ghost, a parasite, or a bewitched human.
As long as I can still wield the Nichirin Blade, I will kill him in one move!
After walking through a corridor, he heard the sound of chewing.
At the same time, the ghost that heard the footsteps turned its head and looked excitedly at its new prey.
Before they could react, a slash flew out and severed their heads.
Chapter 588 The Collapse of Tokyo Metropolis
Tokyo Metropolis.
In peacetime, those who can live here are mostly wealthy and powerful.
Every year, countless young people come here, hoping to settle down here through their own hard work and struggle.
As rumors of ghosts spread throughout the country, more and more people hoped to come here for refuge.
In their view, this place was close to the Emperor, and therefore the safest.
But one day, everything changed.
First, a man stormed into the palace with only a knife, and screams echoed throughout the entire palace.
Then, starting the night before last, a large number of civilians began to disappear.
No, it's not a disappearance, it's an arrest!
Unlike previous "civilian disappearance incidents," this time, the mastermind has directly revealed himself.
They are not the Demon Slayer Corps as people imagine, but rather a group of grotesque-looking demons.
Ordinary people are like chicks in front of them, with no chance of struggling at all.
Whether it's a young woman, a robust man, a young child, or a terminally ill elderly person.
As long as they have a breath left, they will be taken away by the ghost.
Amidst the desperate cries of the humans, they were led into a room by a ghost.
Before long, the ghost will emerge from the room.
The humans it took in never reappeared.
No matter how many people are crammed into this room, it seems there's no limit.
One person, two people, three people...
Ten people, a hundred people, a thousand people...
As dawn approached, all the ghosts, as if receiving a signal, dropped the humans they were holding and rushed into the room.
Just when people thought the nightmare was over and were weeping for the families they had lost, the door was pushed open once again.
Their families emerged from the ordeal.
But those family members are no longer human.
The "family" took over the ghost's job, continuing to capture humans and send them to that room.
Some people tried to escape, but their legs were broken, and they were dragged inside while howling in pain.
Some tried to resist, but were severely injured and dragged into the fray.
The room was like a greedy glutton, constantly devouring humanity.
The number of residents around the palace was decreasing rapidly, and they all disappeared into that room.
Only a lucky few managed to escape unscathed and tell others what had happened.
After learning that a demon had appeared near the Emperor's Palace and was kidnapping people, countless residents packed their bags and fled out of Tokyo Metropolis.
The Tokyo Metropolis has collapsed.
And now, a flash of light ripped through the sky.
"What is that?"
Near the palace, a ghost with Kocho- shaped head stared at the flash of light, its eyes filled with shock.
It was a relatively new entity and was unaware of the Demon Slayer Corps' existence.
But the cells from the Progenitor of Demons were telling it to run!
Staying here will only lead to your death!
Driven by the instinct for survival, the ghost roared and unfurled a pair of wings from behind.
With a flap of its wings, its entire body soared into the sky and flew away into the distance.
"Run! Run! Run!"
The fear in his eyes was almost overflowing, and the ghost kept speeding up, just wanting to escape from here as soon as possible.
But just then, a piercing sound of wind breaking came from behind it.
Instinctively turning around, the ghost only saw a flash of light flying towards it.
"No!"
After a scream, his body was engulfed by the blade and turned to ashes.
Similar incidents continue to occur, especially near the palace.
The eleven demons who were standing next to the Emperor's palace saw the flash of light almost simultaneously.
They fled at the same time, and at the same time saw the blade flashing as they caught up with them.
Then, at the same time, they die.
"What's going on?!"
Not far away, a burly ghost with a crocodile-like head looked at his dead brethren and let out a roar.
"Could it be that woman who just barged in? Impossible, she doesn't have that kind of strength!"
Not long ago, a seriously injured woman came to Tokyo Metropolis.
She was very powerful; despite her terrible physical condition, she still managed to kill several demons.
Some powerful ghosts have their eyes on her and plan to join forces to kill her and devour her.
Unexpectedly, that woman broke into the palace.
Upon seeing this, all the ghosts stopped in their tracks.
It wasn't because they were afraid of the woman, but rather their instincts told them not to go in.
Even though there was no powerful aura in the palace, every cell in their bodies was warning them not to go in.
In the end, the ghost chose to back down.
After all, they are here to carry out a mission.
At worst, missing one person will just mean going hungry, but failing to complete the task will result in punishment.
The thought of "punishment" sent a shiver down the ghost's spine.
Shortly after the woman entered the palace, a flash of light shot out from within.
Immediately following was the flash of the blade that had just slain those eleven ghosts.
"Shall we go in and take a look?"
Beside the Crocodile Demon, a ghost with a lion's head was asking for his opinion.
Beside them were quite a few other powerful ghosts.
If they act together, they won't be defeated in a short time, even when facing the Pillars of the Demon Slayer Corps.
Yet even with such a combination, they lacked the confidence to enter the palace.
"Why don't we go in and take a look? After all, the palpitations aren't that bad anymore."
"That's true."
"Then you should lead the charge."
The first ghost to speak looked somewhat embarrassed upon hearing this.
But after glancing at the expressions of the other ghosts, it gritted its teeth and took a step forward.
The rest of the ghosts followed behind it, heading towards the palace.
Three hundred meters, two hundred meters, one hundred meters...
Fifty meters, thirty meters, ten meters...
Finally, they stopped at the palace gate.
Once you take that first step, you're in.
For some reason, the leader of the ghosts felt a chill run down its spine.