Hakuji's Reincarnation
"Why?"
"Let me think about it."
The Scribe's face showed a thoughtful expression.
After a few seconds, he spoke.
"Because I guessed you would take such a step."
I said this a long time ago.
"You're really bad at developing your own abilities. It's easy to guess what you're planning to do."
Upon hearing what the Scribe said, Muzan's expression immediately turned ferocious.
"So what!"
"The battle of consciousness is a contest of whose will is stronger."
"How could you possibly compare to me, who has lived for a thousand years!"
After he finished speaking, the Scribe nodded.
"Indeed, you're right."
"But you seem to have forgotten that this only applies when both sides have no choice but to confront each other head-on."
"Who told you I had no backup plan?"
After saying that, the Scribe pointed.
Immediately afterwards, a mark appeared on Muzan's forehead.
The mark of the Heart Fire.
The moment the mark appeared, Muzan's consciousness began to burn.
Amidst agonizing screams, Muzan roared at the Scribe.
"Isn't this Blood Demon Art just a simple targeting technique?!"
"I did say that."
The Scribe smiled slightly and said.
"But who told you that everything I say is correct?"
"Would you be foolish enough to reveal your entire fighting style to the enemy?"
After he finished speaking, the flames on Muzan's body burned even more fiercely.
No Muzan rolled around, he couldn't extinguish it.
This is the flame of burning consciousness.
The pain of being burned alive is far beyond anything physical suffering can compare to.
Muzan's consciousness is very strong.
It would take a very long time to burn it to death.
But what the Scribe has in abundance is waiting.
It is unknown how much time passed, but Muzan's body was almost completely burned away.
Only a little dust remained.
"I am not reconciled!"
After leaving behind such a sentence, the last dust has already dissipated.
The Progenitor of Demons, Kibutsuji Muzan, died.
Chapter 675 Hakuji Reincarnation
"Ding! Congratulations! You have completed the mission to defeat the final boss of this world."
"Clearance Reward: World Proof"
"The World Proof that it is possible to manipulate all matter and energy within this world to some extent."
"The main quest is now complete."
"You are free to explore unknown side quests."
"Wishing you a pleasant life."
After the system notification ended, Scribe could clearly feel that something had appeared in his body.
That is what is known as World Proof.
But he didn't use it.
Instead, they looked up at the sky.
At this moment, the sun had already sunk below the horizon.
On the other horizon, a crescent moon seemed to be about to rise.
The sight of the sun and moon appearing together is extremely rare.
"It's time to go."
After standing still for a moment, the Scribe leaped directly into the air.
Its wings flapped behind it, and it flew away into the distance.
When the sun had completely set and the moon was high in the sky, he found a group of people.
It really was Tamayo and the others.
"I'm back."
The Scribe fell from the sky.
The wings behind it slowly retracted.
The moment he landed, Tamayo rushed into his arms.
"Scribe, tell me, is it all over?"
Tamayo looked up and stared directly at the Scribe's face.
"Muzan, is he already...?"
"Um."
The Scribe smiled slightly.
He nodded.
"From this day forward, there will be no more Muzan, the Progenitor of Demons."
"The grief that spans a thousand years and the battles that have lasted for hundreds of years have come to an end at this moment."
"Everyone, thank you for your hard work."
Upon hearing this, Tamayo was taken aback.
Then she wrapped her arms around the Scribe's neck and cried out in anguish.
Tanjiro and the others also had similar actions and expressions.
They may cry, laugh, shout, or remain silent.
But each of them exuded a certain expression.
Relax.
Everyone knows that from now on, they no longer need to fight.
"We must tell our Master this good news!"
"Yes, yes, that's right, we need to tell everyone right away!"
"Where's the Kasugai Crow? Has anyone seen Kasugai Crow?"
The Scribe was holding Tamayo.
Beside him, Yushiro was stroking Chachamaru.
Koume and Koinatsu are giving each other a high five.
Gyutaro crossed his arms and a faint smile appeared on his face.
Only Hakuji, though smiling, harbored a deep-seated sorrow.
"Master Keizo, Koyuki, did you see that?"
"Muzan is dead. Mister Scribe really did it."
"From now on, there will be no more monsters in the world that harm people like that."
Unbeknownst to him, Hakuji shed two clear tears.
It was at this moment that the Scribe walked up to him.
He reached out and grabbed it.
"Come over."
Grabbing Hakuji's ear, the Scribe led him to a secluded place.
Behind him were Tamayo and other demons.
"Mister Scribe, why did you bring me here?"
"Are you trying to commit suicide?"
Upon hearing this, Hakuji immediately shook his head.
"How could this be, I..."
Before he could finish speaking, Scribe slapped Hakuji across the face.
"Lie!"
Your expression has already given you away.
"I'll ask you one more time, do you want to commit suicide?"
Upon hearing this, Hakuji fell silent.
After a long while, he nodded slightly.
"Yes, you're right."
"You, Ms. Tamayo, and everyone else are all very good people."
"But I also know that my true home is not here."
After saying that, Hakuji closed his eyes and lowered his head.
It was as if they were waiting for the Scribe to slap them again.
But the pain I imagined didn't come.
When Hakuji opened his eyes again, he saw the Scribe's gentle smile.
"It seems you've finally grown up."
"This is the first time you've lied to me, and I hope it's the last."
"Hakuji, I won't stop you."
Upon hearing this, Tamayo seemed to want to say something.
But the Scribe interrupted.
"If reincarnation really exists, then we will definitely meet again."
"By the way, back then, you absolutely have to win over Koyuki first."
"Otherwise, I'll have to spend time and energy preparing a confession for you."
Hakuji did not laugh at the Scribe's teasing.