Demon Swordsman and Parasite-Human Swordsman

Infinity Castle.

"Sir, all the troops have been deployed according to the previous plan."

"Well done."

Muzan nodded, but noticed that the brain food hadn't left.

Is there anything else you want to say?

"The ghosts and parasites sent out to search for the corpses were all killed again."

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Muzan knew very well that some of the demons he had just sent out were quite powerful.

According to Brain Food's calculations, even among the Pillars of the Demon Slayer Corps, few could withstand such a configuration.

But even with such a lineup, they were still wiped out by the Scribe.

"After surviving such an explosion, it still has such strength."

His apprehension deepened, Muzan immediately asked.

"Are there any other troops inside the Infinity Castle?"

"The army has already set out in full force, and there is no one left."

At this moment, Dichai suddenly spoke up.

"My lord, I can send my troops to confront the Scribe."

Upon hearing Dichai's words, Shinri Masato was standing nearby, immediately chimed in.

"My lord, the Shinri Family is also willing to contribute."

Under normal circumstances, even if they had a lot of courage, they wouldn't dare to lay a hand on the Scribe.

But after such an explosion, no one knows how much strength the Scribe would still have left.

Perhaps, after eliminating those ghosts, he was already too exhausted to fight anymore.

It's a gamble, either way.

Even if it means sacrificing some of my own strength, I cannot allow the other side to gain all the benefits.

With this in mind, Dichai and Shinri Masato began vying for this opportunity.

But in the end, Muzan still chose Dichai.

Shinri Masato was somewhat unwilling.

But Muzan's next words rekindled his hope.

"Shinri Masato, take the Shinri Family members and bring Akaza back."

"If you succeed, you can let bygones be bygones."

"Do you understand?"

The real person's face lit up with joy, and he bowed slightly.

"I will live up to your expectations."

For the real person, capturing Akaza could be considered a win-win-win situation.

It can resolve past grudges and also win Muzan's favor.

Most importantly, the risks are much lower than those of fighting Scribe.

"That's settled then, you guys go ahead and do it."

With a wave of his hand, Zhenren and Dichai were teleported away.

"Lord Muzan, I also want to fight against Mister Scribe."

Doma smiled and raised his hand, volunteering for the battle.

"I've been waiting for this moment for a long time, I'm so excited."

Muzan glanced at Doma and refused his request.

"Oh dear, how could this happen..."

Among the Upper Rank, Doma, Shinri Masato, and Dichai are the types who have their own power base.

However, unlike the other two demons, Doma had almost no control over the Eternal Paradise Cult.

Apart from occasionally eating some religious food, they are usually raised in a free-range manner.

Therefore, Muzan did not intend to send Doma into battle.

Most importantly, Doma needs to be sent elsewhere.

"Doma, if you really want to join the war, go to Mt. Sagiri."

"Mt. Sagiri? Where is that?"

"The current headquarters of the Demon Slayer Corps, go and wipe out the entire Ubuyashiki Clan for me."

After thinking for a moment, Doma spoke.

"If I meet a pretty girl, can I bring her back and eat her?"

"Whatever you want."

"Thank you, sir."

With a wave of his fan, Doma seemed about to say something more.

But Muzan showed no sign of stopping.

With a wave of his hand, Doma was teleported away.

When he came to his senses again, he was already on the summit of Mt. Sagiri.

Not far away, there were clusters of wooden houses; that was the Demon Slayer Corps' base.

"There are so many people, I wonder how many of them are cute girls."

Doma smiled, and after a few leaps, he was already close to the group of wooden houses.

"Let me see, where are the Ubuyashiki Clan members?"

His eyes darted around, and he quickly sensed the presence emanating from a wooden hut.

"Such a faint sound, it must be that sickly demon Oyakata-sama of the Demon Slayer Corps."

Muttering something to himself, Doma took a step forward and walked in that direction.

Before he could get close to the wooden house, a slash suddenly flew towards him.

Doma smiled slightly, waved his fan, and a blue ice lotus flower flew out.

The ice lotus and the slash collided and were instantly annihilated.

But Doma's eyes narrowed slightly.

He sensed something was amiss.

"I've heard that all the powerful swordsmen of the Demon Slayer Corps have entered the Infinity Castle."

"Even retired swordsmen and trainers went in."

"And who are you?"

Doma turned his head slightly and looked at the figure sitting in front of the wooden house.

"When did a strongman like you appear in the Demon Slayer Corps?"

The figure didn't speak, but simply gripped the Nichirin Blade in its hand tightly.

The next second, flames erupted, and a searing heat surged towards Doma.

"Interesting, I'll play with you then."

The pair of fans in his hands flew again, and extremely cold ice crystals flew out from Doma's body.

Subsequently, the two completely different attributes collided once again.

Inside the Infinity Castle.

The Scribe, now back here, is searching for his enemies.

"Why is there not a single ghost? The parasite has also disappeared."

"Could it be that Muzan and Brain Eater arranged for him to be moved to another place?"

As long as Nakime is alive, the swordsmen will always face resistance in the Infinity Castle.

Even though the Scribe is powerful, he still needs to discover enemies.

But more than ten minutes had passed since he came in, and he still hadn't found a single enemy.

Just then, a faint hum of electricity came from afar.

Immediately afterwards, a light yellow figure suddenly appeared and rushed towards the Scribe at an extremely fast speed.

Thunder Breathing * First Form * Thunderclap and Flash

Amidst a thunderous roar that tore through the air, a Nichirin Blade slashed fiercely toward the Scribe's neck.

The Scribe spun around and dodged the incredibly fast attack.

Then he raised his right foot high and slammed it down.

"Bang"

He stomped hard on the figure's back, the immense force of which broke the spine.

Despite suffering such severe injuries, the figure seemed oblivious to them.

With a twist of his upper body, he slashed out with his Nichirin Blade once more.

"Thunder Breathing * Second Form * Rice Spirit"

The moment the Breathing Technique was activated, a lightning-shaped five-hit combo was unleashed.

This time, the Scribe did not hold back.

The Nichirin Blade parried continuously, blocking the opponent's slashes.

With a final strike, his wrist was severed.

But the figure's attacks did not stop.

It opened its mouth, seemingly intending to attack the Scribe with its teeth.

Seeing this, the Scribe had no choice but to cut off the figure's head and chop it into pieces.

"A parasite that feeds on the brain, but knows how to use Breathing Technique."

Looking at the corpse beneath him, the Scribe frowned slightly.

Looking at the Nichirin Blade next to him, it was quite different from what he remembered.

"Is that flesh and blood?"

"It looks a bit like the Void Cry God Departure."

"No, it's essentially still a knife made of steel, but..."

Just as the Scribe was pondering, dozens of figures appeared around him.

These figures all held Nichirin Blade, but the aura emanating from them was not human.

"Ghost, parasite."

Looking at the enemies surrounding him, the Scribe instantly understood what was going on.

These guys all know how to use Breathing Technique.

In other words, he was surrounded by Demon Swordsman and Parasite Swordsman.