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How could anyone have survived such a devastating explosion?

With his fist slightly clenched, Muzan said coldly.

"Brain food, is your guess the same as mine?"

"Yes, sir."

The brain paused for a moment, then continued transmitting messages via sound waves.

"If nothing unexpected happens, the Scribe should still be alive."

Chapter 626 Support

Let's rewind a little.

Under Muzan's orders, Nakime had just teleported a group of parasites to the site of the explosion.

Their task was to search for the Scribe's body.

Even a part of the limb must be taken back.

As soon as they appeared, the parasites smelled a strong, burning odor.

The smell of burnt protein seemed to seep into every pore.

Even if you pinch your nose, you can't stop the smell from getting in.

But for the parasite, even if it's ten times stronger, it doesn't matter.

"Divide into three groups for the search."

One of the parasites came up with an idea, which was quickly accepted by the other parasites.

In this way, one group explored ahead, while the other two groups stayed to its left and right.

The distance between each group should not exceed ten meters, maintaining a level where they can see each other.

The explosion generated so much heat that the ground turned black.

Almost no human limb remains are visible.

Even if it exists, it's stuck together with other things, making it impossible to tell what it looked like in its previous life.

It took a long time, and the parasites only found six or seven charred limbs.

However, after assessment, none of them were part of the Scribe.

"Could they be trapped under the rubble?"

Looking around, one of the parasites said.

"Perhaps the Scribe's body was blown up and buried underneath."

"If we can't find any limbs, would fragments of Nichirin Blade work?"

"The main body didn't mention it, but it should be possible."

And so, the parasites began their plan to dig downwards.

The search targets were not limited to limbs; any broken knives were also included.

After a long time, the sun began to set.

Most of it had already disappeared below the horizon.

"We've been looking for so long and still haven't found it. Was it blown to bits and disappeared?"

"Even our 'compatriots' were spared with some remains, do you think someone like the Scribe wouldn't be spared?"

The first parasite to speak nodded, having also come to understand the reasoning behind it.

Just as it continued digging, a sudden pain shot through its palm.

Spots of blood seeped out, as if he had been pricked by something.

"A pointed object? Could it be..."

Seeing this, the parasite immediately intensified its digging efforts.

Soon, the tip of a sword that had been buried in the soil appeared.

"This should be the Scribe's Nichirin Blade."

With a look of delight, the parasite wanted to continue digging and get the Nichirin Blade out as soon as possible.

But at that moment, the tip of the sword suddenly trembled.

"?"

Before the parasite could react, the soil around the sword tip was suddenly shaken apart.

A figure appeared in front of it.

"Manage..."

Before he could finish speaking, the Nichirin Blade sliced the parasite in half vertically.

The body lay on the ground, blood and an unknown viscous fluid flowing out.

The sound and smell instantly attracted other parasites.

But when they turned their heads, all they saw was that Nichirin Blade.

"Puff puff puff puff puff!"

Within seconds, all the parasites were killed by the Scribe.

Corpses were scattered all over the ground, and the stench of blood filled the air.

"Thump"

After killing all the parasites, the Scribe collapsed to the ground, seemingly exhausted.

At this point, his entire body was charred black, and there wasn't a single piece of healthy flesh left on his body.

Scars and burns were everywhere, formed from blood that had flowed out and evaporated quickly.

The sleeve of his left arm was slightly raised, and it seemed that there was nothing inside.

His eyes were bloodshot, with fine red veins running through them.

His chest heaved as he gasped for air.

"This situation won't last long; the brain-eating organism will soon realize the death of its host."

"I need to rest a little longer; I must leave here immediately."

"If we stay here any longer, the next one to appear might be Muzan himself."

Just as the plan formed in his mind, the Scribe saw several black dots approaching from a distance.

It happened very quickly; in just a few seconds, the black spot more than doubled in size.

Seeing this, the Scribe did not get up.

He knew that it couldn't be Muzan's men.

If those guys need to get here, they can just teleport, just like before.

Right now, several black dots are moving this way using physical force.

Judging from the speed at which the black spot grew larger, the speed was far beyond that of an ordinary person.

In other words, those black spots are all ghosts.

The only demons that have appeared now, and Muzan, are...

"Bang bang bang bang!"

With a few thuds, the Scribe saw several figures walking towards him.

"You've arrived, Tamayo."

"The Scribe ..."

Seeing her husband like this, Tamayo's eyes immediately reddened.

He clenched his fists, and a hint of anger appeared on his face.

"Mister Scribe!"

A petite figure rushed out and nestled into the Scribe's arms.

"Shiragiku, I'm fine."

The Scribe wanted to pat the other person's head, but suddenly remembered that his left arm had disappeared.

"Ughhhhhh!"

Seeing the sleeves fluttering in the wind, Shiragiku could no longer control her emotions that she had been suppressing for so long.

Large tears streamed down his face like raindrops, soaking the Scribe's chest.

"What are you all so sad about? I'm still alive, isn't that enough?"

"Yushiro, Gyutaro, Koinatsu, and Chachamaru."

"This is unlike you guys."

Despite the Scribe's seemingly joking remark, none of the ghosts present laughed.

After a long silence, Tamayo finally spoke.

"Even after all this, are you still going to insist?"

Why not?

With a forced smile, the Scribe said.

"My blood is still flowing, my heart is still beating, and my life is not over yet."

"I promised my master that Muzan."

"So, could you please help me out?"

Looking at the Scribe, Tamayo's eyes were filled with confusion.

She recalled the scene when she first met Scribe.

At that time, he was just a child Tsugikuni Yoriichi.

Now, he has already taken over that responsibility.

It's our responsibility to eliminate Muzan!

"You really are so willful."

"We've been married for so long, and you're only now realizing how capricious I can be?"

Shaking her head slightly, Tamayo raised her hand and wiped away the tears from the corner of her eyes.

"Yushiro, come with me to treat the Scribe."

"Gyutaro, keep watch on the surroundings. If any creature approaches, kill it without mercy."

"Koinatsu, be ready to use Blood Demon Art to create an illusion at any time."

Upon hearing this, Yushiro and the other demons immediately sprang into action.

They carried out their respective tasks according to Tamayo's orders.

The Scribe's treatment was completed quickly.

It's not that the injury is too minor and only requires simple treatment.

On the contrary, his injuries were so severe that Tamayo and Yushiro could only provide basic emergency treatment.

As Yushiro was packing his medical kit, the Scribe suddenly asked a question.

"Wait a minute, haven't I seen that thing somewhere before?"

Chapter 627 Return to Infinity Castle

"This one?"