While manipulating the trees and skinks to attack, Zohakuten shouted to Gyokko.
"Hurry up, the faster the better."
"On what grounds?"
Gyokko's face showed some disdain, clearly indicating his dissatisfaction with Zohakuten's attitude.
"Because the Scribe has already arrived."
"What did you say?!"
Upon hearing that the Scribe had arrived, Gyokko's attitude immediately underwent a complete 180-degree change.
"Quickly, quickly, kill these swordsmen!"
With the combined efforts of the two Upper Rank, Kyojuro, Kanroji Mitsuri, Sabito, and Kuronose Chikan were quickly forced together.
The four players stood back to back, defending each other.
"What do we do now?"
"I heard those two ghosts say just now, 'The Mister Scribe has arrived'?"
"I heard it too."
"Then let's hang in there a little longer."
Although the two Upper Rank demons are incredibly powerful, it's impossible for them to kill Kyojuro in a short time.
The two ghosts grew increasingly anxious because they were worried about the Scribe's arrival.
A few minutes later, after releasing a Blood Demon Art, Gyokko shouted to Zohakuten.
"No, we can't stay here any longer."
"At this rate, the Scribe will arrive before we even kill them."
"You can play by yourself!"
After saying this, Gyokko submerged his body inside the pottery pot.
He escaped.
"Damn it."
Upon seeing Gyokko flee, Zohakuten was furious.
He manipulated the skink to smash the pottery pot to pieces, and then increased the intensity of his attack.
But at that moment, the Scribe's voice suddenly reached Zohakuten's ears.
Why were you running so fast just now?
His pupils contracted instantly, and without the slightest hesitation, Zohakuten swung his arm behind him.
The seemingly frail arm burst forth with astonishing speed, followed by a loud bang.
At that speed, it's enough to smash a person's head open.
But before the arm could touch the Scribe, a Nichirin Blade appeared in front of him.
"Pfft"
The crimson blade easily severed the arm and continued its slash toward Zohakuten's head.
At the critical moment, Zohakuten suddenly opened his mouth, and a deep yellow light wave burst out from it.
"Mad Roaring Wave"
As Zohakuten's trump card for self-defense, this move is faster than the speed of sound.
He believed that even Scribe would not be able to dodge this attack.
But when Zohakuten looked over expectantly, he found that the Scribe was no longer in his previous position.
"Bang"
He felt a pain in his Zohakuten and was kicked away.
The Scribe reappeared, now positioned beneath Zohakuten.
"That move was pretty fast, but your movements before releasing it were too obvious."
Looking at the Zohakuten he had kicked away, the Scribe said.
"Release Kyojuro and the others."
"The biggest villain."
Amidst the smoke and dust came the voice of Zohakuten, filled with resentment, a mixture of excitement and anger.
"I will utterly exterminate the accomplices of evildoers!"
With the sound of two drums, the stone dragon swallowed Rengoku KyoJuro and the others.
The wooden body kept shrinking, trying to crush them into a pulp.
At this moment, the Scribe took a step forward.
The next second, he appeared in front of Zohakuten.
"I told you, let them go."
After a casual remark, the Scribe swung his sword and slashed horizontally.
It wasn't just Zohakuten's head that was thrown into the air.
Even the skink behind him was cut in two with a single stroke.
Kyojuro and the others were freed, and after a few leaps, they arrived beside the Scribe.
"Mister Scribe, you've arrived."
Are you all alright?
Kyojuro nodded, looked at Mitsuri and the others, and then spoke.
"Everyone is fine, just some minor injuries."
"Okay, then let's leave quickly."
"Leave? Where to?"
"Go find this guy's true form, the Cowardly Demon."
As he explained, the Scribe gestured with his hands.
"It is only about the size of a mouse, and it is very fast and good at hiding."
Upon hearing this, Kyojuro and the others understood what the Scribe meant.
The Zohakuten before me is merely an avatar; the Cowardly Demon is the one who truly needs to be killed.
"And what about you? Aren't you coming with us? This ghost is already..."
"That guy isn't dead yet."
Looking at Zohakuten, who was kneeling on both knees not far away with his head severed, Scribe said calmly.
"Have you ever seen a ghost whose body was so well preserved after death?"
As soon as he finished speaking, Zohakuten's body trembled a few times.
Immediately afterwards, a large amount of flesh and blood appeared from the neck and gradually spread upwards.
In the blink of an eye, a fleshy ball shaped like a head appeared.
Seeing this, Kyojuro and the others did not hesitate and immediately ran in four different directions.
The greatest help to the Scribe would be to find and kill the Cowardly Demon in the shortest possible time.
"You villains, are you going to bully the weak again?"
As the head regenerated, Zohakuten roared and controlled the skink to give chase.
But before Shilongzi could even touch Kyojuro and the others, he was cut in half by Scribe's sword.
"Hateful."
"Weak? You mean the Cowardly Demon, no, the Hantengu, is weak?"
Holding the Nichirin Blade, the Scribe slowly took a step forward, blocking the path of Zohakuten's advance.
"Having consumed the Upper Rank Four of so many people, you call them weaklings?"
"Of course, he's just a weak and kind old man!"
The skink behind him slowly rose, Zohakuten said in a low voice.
"Whether it's stealing, murdering, or eating, it's all just for survival!"
Upon hearing this, the Scribe did not speak immediately.
Seeing this, Zohakuten launched another attack.
Holding drumsticks, he simultaneously strikes the taiko drum behind him.
Countless skinks were summoned and surrounded the Scribe.
In the blink of an eye, the location where the Scribe stood transformed into a giant wooden ball.
The skinks began to shrink, attempting to kill their enemies with immense squeezing force.
In order to weaken the Scribe's resistance as much as possible, Zohakuten also manipulated the trees to launch a surprise attack from underground.
Sharp tree roots sprouted out like thorns, turning the skink-formed wooden ball into a hedgehog.
"Now, that should be enough to keep the Scribe in check for the time being."
Zohakuten did not believe he could kill the Scribe, but he could simply keep him bound for a while.
Once he finds and kills the Demon Slayer Corps Member, even Scribe wouldn't be able to find the "Cowardly Demon" among the trees covering the mountains.
Just as Zohakuten was about to leave, a voice suddenly came from the skink sphere.
"What?"
He paused, Zohakuten instinctively turned around to look.
"Is he Scribe? What is he saying?"
The next second, a crack suddenly appeared on the skink ball.
The Scribe's voice came from within, as cold as a deep, dark spring, sending chills down one's spine.
"I ask you, do you know your crime?"
Chapter 617 Setting the Mountain on Fire
"What?"
Zohakuten was shocked and instinctively tried to control the skink to continue wrapping around him.
However, specks of red light had already begun to appear.
Blazing flames erupted from the skink ball, and as it burned fiercely, everything turned to ashes.
A figure emerged from the raging flames, grand and dazzling.
"I ask you, do you only know sin?"
"You villain!"
Zohakuten a step back, but ultimately launched an attack.
Summoning the skinks again, each skink emitted a different kind of light from its mouth.
"Mad Roar!"
The pale yellow ultrasound waves are emitted with enough power to destroy a human's eardrum.
"Lightning Kill!"
Blue lightning shot out from its mouth, covering an extremely large area.
"Wind Pressure!"