Naoshi's Trump Card

"Muzan... sir."

The moment their eyes met, Dichai sensed a murderous intent.

When the situation became too powerful for him, he decisively chose to back down.

He knelt on the ground with a thud and kept kowtowing.

"I, Dichai, am willing to return to your command."

"And submit all research experience on the ability of 'Blood Progeny'."

From now on, I will serve you wholeheartedly.

Dichai knew very well that she was Muzan in her current state.

After listening, Muzan actually nodded slightly.

"Get up."

"Dichai, even though you betrayed me, it doesn't matter."

"When you come back, I will make you my right-hand man."

As he spoke, Muzan split off a tentacle.

With a soft thud, it pierced Dichai's chest.

Blood began to be injected.

Dichai wanted to rebel.

But after seeing Muzan gaze, he still didn't do it.

If he were to actually show any sign of resistance, Muzan would definitely kill him on the spot.

But as time went on, Dichai gradually sensed that something was wrong.

The blood that Muzan injected into his body seemed to have more than just a transformative effect.

Some internal organs have already shown signs of corrosion and melting.

"Sir, are you sure you haven't made a mistake?"

Faced with Dichai's question, Muzan said coldly.

"There's no mistake."

"But I..."

"You were going to die anyway."

He raised his hand, and several more tentacles lashed out.

Dichai was pinned to the ground.

"I have said before that I hate change, especially inferior change."

"Your betrayal is the most despicable of the inferior transformations."

"Dichai, your death is already inevitable."

As soon as she finished speaking, Dichai felt her entire body dissolving.

Bones are breaking, internal organs are melting.

His powerful regenerative abilities as Upper Rank Demon were completely gone at this moment.

Faced with death, he could no longer maintain his previous composure.

"My lord, please don't kill me! Please don't kill me!"

"I'm still useful, still very useful!"

"I know I was wrong, I really know I was wrong!"

Despite Dichai's desperate pleas for mercy, Muzan did not give in.

On the contrary, the absorption rate became even faster.

Soon, Dichai's body slumped to the ground.

I couldn't muster any strength at all.

"To borrow a phrase you just said to Tonryoku."

"I'm letting you live because you're still useful."

"And now, you can die."

After saying that, Dichai's body completely melted away.

It turned into a pool of digestive fluid that emitted a fishy, foul odor.

The tentacles were swallowing the liquid whole.

Muzan kept his eyes tightly closed, as if he were sensing something.

"So that's how it is."

"Dichai really gave me a great gift."

"Blood Progeny, the power of a hundred demons, and this..."

Muzan raised his right hand Muzan waved it.

In an instant, countless ice crystals fell from the sky.

They gathered together and formed a human shape.

The humanoid ice crystal looked exactly like Muzan himself.

"Blood Demon Art: Crystalline Child"

The power that should have belonged to Doma has now appeared in Muzan's hands.

At this moment, Muzan shook his wrist again.

A tin staff emerged from the palm of his hand.

Raise it high, and heavenly thunder will follow.

Former Upper Rank Four, a clone of Hantengu, possesses the ability to Jikan.

It also reappeared in Muzan's hands.

"Interesting, very interesting indeed."

On the other side, the Scribe, who was confronting Kokushibo, suddenly froze.

Chapter 660 The Trump Card of Brain Food

"Congratulations on successfully killing Dichai."

"The rewards I received previously have been upgraded."

New Rewards: Rebirth and Afterlife

"You can use this item to send the souls of certain deceased and living beings to the next life."

Upon hearing the system notification, the Scribe's first thought was not one of surprise.

Instead, it was a question.

There was no notification just now.

Why does it suddenly appear now?

"Could it be that the flames caused them to burn so late in the day?"

The idea was rejected by the Scribe the moment it came to mind.

"No, Dichai shouldn't be so easy to kill."

"They'll probably have a backup plan."

"And now that he's dead, it's likely that his backup plan was wiped out."

With his eyes darting around, the Scribe looked at Kokushibo and Brain Eater.

In the Infinity Castle now, besides myself, there should only be four other demons.

Apart from Dichai and the two demons in front of him, Muzan remained.

Could you have done it?

As they pondered, the Infinity Castle suddenly began to tremble.

Numerous platforms began to collapse, turning into ruins that fell below.

"Is it about to collapse again?"

Seeing the Infinity Castle acting strangely again, Kokushibo and Brain Eater were somewhat surprised.

On the contrary, the Scribe showed no surprise at all.

This situation only made him more certain of his guess.

The tremors in the Infinity Castle soon ceased.

Calmness returned once again.

"What happened?"

Kokushibo looked at the brain-eating creature, hoping that the large head could provide an explanation.

But Brain Food replied.

"We shouldn't be thinking about the reasons now."

Instead, they tried to seize the pieces of meat and escape unscathed.

Upon hearing this, Kokushibo nodded.

Do you have any goals?

"That..."

The brain-eating creature extended a tentacle, pointing at a piece of flesh behind the Scribe.

That piece of flesh was the size of a football.

Even with flames burning, it still maintains plenty of vitality.

It is unlikely to be burned down in a short period of time.

"That should be a piece of flesh from Dichai's heart."

"I hope I can get it."

Hearing this, Kokushibo remained silent.

He simply took a step and walked towards the Scribe.

What do you want to do?

Looking at the Kokushibo walking towards him, the Scribe said coldly.

"They keep saying they'll use the Moon Breathing to decide the outcome."

"After I defeated him, he still managed to escape into the Infinity Castle."

"Now that it's reappeared, I can interpret it as you being prepared to die."

Kokushibo remained silent.

He simply swung his sword and slashed out.

"Dark Moon Night Palace"

The moment he unleashed his strike, Kokushibo shouted loudly.

"Let's do it!"

Almost at the same time, all the eyes on Brain Eater's body opened.

All eyes were focused on the Scribe.