A Demon Who Can Use Breathing Techniques
Countless people are in pain, and countless others are mourning.
No one noticed that a woman with dark purple hair was holding a scabbard and looking eastward.
"Mister Scribe, I'm waiting for you."
Ayu's side.
"What did you say? The Scribe made a move?!"
Looking at the parasitic brain-eating creature in front of him, Ayu said angrily.
"Wasn't the Scribe waiting for me to return to the palace? Why did he suddenly come out?!"
"Besides, how come I didn't know about the plan to rob civilians in Tokyo Metropolis?"
"Those are my people. Without them, who would I rule?"
The parasite shrugged, signaling to Ayu not to get angry at him.
"It was Shinri Masato and Shinri Keito proposed the plan to Muzan, and they were the ones who implemented it."
With just a few words, the parasite removes itself from the group.
Sure enough, upon hearing the words "Shenli," Ayu's anger intensified.
"Damn the Shinri Family, they're always ruining my plans!"
"Where's Dichai? Where did Dichai go?!"
"He should have been in charge of things at the palace. With such a big mess, doesn't he want to say something?"
So excited that he didn't even realize he had mentioned what he had discussed with Dichai.
Upon hearing Ayu's words, the parasite's eyes lit up, but then it regained its composure.
"Dichai was summoned by Muzan, it seems he asked her about something, and she can't leave for the time being."
"And what about his subordinate, that guy named Tonryoku?"
"Tonryoku has left Dichai's side and we don't know where he went."
With veins bulging on his forehead, an enraged A-Yu kicked the parasite in front of him.
With a cracking sound, the parasite's chest caved in deeply.
You have to compensate me with my body.
Standing up, the parasite glanced at its sunken chest and said calmly.
"This body of mine is..."
Before he could finish speaking, Ayu drew the knife from his waist and charged toward the parasite.
The blade glowed, and amidst the intertwined blue and blood-red hues, it cleaved the parasite into pieces.
Even the clone that jumped out from the head was sliced open with a single strike.
"Shut up, shut up, shut up!"
He swung his Nichirin Blade like a madman until he chopped the corpse in front of him into mincemeat, only then did Yu feel a little better.
The parasites around saw Ayu kill his "companion," but none of them stepped forward to stop him.
After all, it was just a mass-produced product and not considered important.
If it hadn't devoured human brains, then its so-called clone would just be a pile of flesh.
"Are you feeling any better?"
At this moment, another parasite stepped forward and asked a question.
"If you're still not satisfied, I can let you kill me."
"Shut up!"
With a swift stroke, Ayu severed the parasite's head once more.
He slashed even more frantically than before, until he shattered the body.
The parasites around them exchanged glances, then made way for each other, forming a passage.
Emerging from the passage were other parasites.
Unlike their "compatriots" who parasitize young and strong bodies, these parasites are not in good health.
Some were nearing the end of their service life, some lost limbs in battle, and some suffered from illnesses.
The brain's assessment of these bodies is that they are dispensable.
Amidst the indifferent gazes of the other parasites, these parasites launched a suicidal charge, only to be chopped into pieces.
One cut, two cuts, three cuts...
I don't know how many times he swung his sword, or how many bodies were chopped into pieces.
By the time Ayu realized what was happening, the area within ten meters of him was filled with shattered pieces of corpse.
Internal organs, eyeballs, bones, flesh and blood.
Various human tissues and organs were scattered on the ground, resembling a slaughterhouse.
The stench of blood was overwhelming and made one want to vomit.
"Are you awake now?"
Another parasite stepped forward, its gaze fixed on Ayu, and said coldly.
"Will you do it yourself, or will I do it myself?"
"Shut up!"
Ayu wanted to swing the knife again, but ultimately stopped himself.
He casually picked up a piece of flesh from the ground, threw it into his mouth and chewed it, saying viciously.
"Stay away from me, I'm..."
Before he could finish speaking, Ayu felt nauseous.
The chunk of human flesh in my mouth felt like it had been thrown into a toilet and spun around 180 times; it was impossible to swallow.
"Ugh~"
He opened his mouth and spat out the half-rotten chunk of meat.
"How could it taste so awful!"
"Because you have no brains."
Picking up the piece of flesh, the parasite tore it a few times before throwing it into Ayu's hands.
"It contains the mucus I secrete, so the taste is naturally different from that of a normal human body."
Looking down, Ayu saw a little bit of bluish-green liquid in the bright red flesh.
A sniff revealed a nauseating odor.
He quickly threw the piece of meat aside, and only then did he feel a little better.
"You can't get the nutrients from the parasite's body by eating."
Chapter 593 The Demon Who Can Use Breathing Technique
The parasite's words once again provoked Ayu's anger.
"What did you say?"
"I'm telling the truth."
The parasite glanced at Ayu and said disdainfully.
"Anger will only cloud your judgment. You need to think about how to get rid of the Scribe, not make meat paste here."
With that, the parasite prepared to leave.
"Wait a moment."
Ayu called out to the parasite and asked.
"You just said that someone can absorb nutrients from a parasite's body?"
Tell me, who is it?
Turning around, the parasite looked coldly at Ayu.
"My physical form can do it; go ask it."
"Damn it, there must be more, tell me now!"
Taking several steps, Ayu grabbed the parasite's shoulder and demanded an explanation.
"I told you to speak, so speak! I am the Crown Prince, and I command you!"
"The Crown Prince?"
Upon hearing this, the parasite retorted.
"Without the Emperor, your status is useless."
"Ayu, if you cannot become the next emperor, you will lose the opportunity to continue cooperating with me."
"Think about it carefully yourself."
After saying that, the parasite broke free of its arm and left.
The remaining parasites glanced at it and their expressions returned to calm.
Ayu's facial muscles twitched. He was about to roar when the parasite's words suddenly came to mind.
He realized that the basis for his cooperation with Brain Food and Dichai was precisely because he was the Crown Prince.
Now, his father has died, and the next emperor has not yet ascended the throne.
If I fail and don't become emperor, then the consequences...
Turning to look around, Ayu stared at the expressionless parasites and fell silent.
Of the army of over ten thousand people, apart from himself and the members of the Demon Slayer Corps, the rest were all parasites of the Brain Eater.
In other words, he was just using someone else's power to bully others.
A parasitic army without brains is nothing.
"No, I want to go back! I must become emperor!"
His face was contorted with madness, and a glimmer of light appeared in his pupils.
"I don't want to fail, and I can't possibly fail!"
He rushed toward one of the parasites and shouted.
"Full speed ahead, no matter the cost, get back to Tokyo Metropolis in the shortest possible time."
Inside the legion, the parasite who had spoken to Ayu earlier smiled slightly.
His goal has been achieved; Ayu has been successfully provoked.
Next, all I need to do is wait.
We await the sparks that will fly when the secret legions of the Scribe, Ayu, and Dichai clash in Tokyo Metropolis.
A remote village.
"Aaaaaah!"
A child dressed in tattered clothes lay on the ground, screaming in fear.
Behind him stood Tonryoku, wielding Nichirin Blade.
"Pfft!"
With a fierce thrust, the sharp Nichirin Blade pierced through the child's body.
The flesh on the blade seemed to come alive the moment it came into contact with fresh blood, and it began to swell.
Like a bloodthirsty demon, it devours the nutrients in a child's body.