The Demon's Natural Enemy, Sand Crocodile!
On this day, Muzan Kibutsuji recalled the unforgettable fear that Yoriichi Tsugikuni had instilled in him Yoriichi Tsugikuni then.
The rough, warm hand on his neck sent a chill through the 'Progenitor of Demons' assailed him, making him feel a deep unease that spread throughout his body.
That shockwave Shockwave just now was Muzan move.
I originally thought I could deal with this monster whose body turned to sand by relying on the mental shock that was enough to cause chaos, spasms, or even brain death in the human nervous system.
But the effect was that it only freed him for less than ten seconds!
This monster is too strong. Even if Yoriichi Tsugikuni were to be resurrected, he wouldn't have this kind of strength. After all, I am much stronger now than I was before.
Run!
We must find a way to escape!
Whether the World Government occupies Japan or not, Muzan does that have to do with Muzan?
Thinking about this...
Muzan made a decisive decision, severing his own neck with his Spiked Whip without hesitation. Then, abandoning his head, he used his familiarity with the interior of the Infinity Castle to control his body and desperately escape to the right, rapidly regenerating a new head in the process.
[Smack!]
Just then, a crisp snap of fingers came from behind.
"Sables ~"
Crocodile slowly uttered a single word.
The next moment, a Sandstorm Tornado appeared out of Muzan air, blowing the furious Muzan away. Then, he strode slowly over, his black Coat of Justice swaying in the sandstorm behind him.
"Don't rush off. I've heard that nothing in this world can kill you except sunlight. I'm very interested in that. You'll need to accompany me on this experiment."
As soon as Crocodile finished speaking, the wind speed of the Sandstorm Tornado increased dramatically, and the sand within it even condensed into sharp Sand Blade.
"Ahhhhh----"
In Setsuna, Muzan Kibutsuji was as if he had been thrown into a pencil sharpener. His entire body was cut into large and small pieces of flesh amidst a shrill scream. A large amount of blood gushed out and was then blown away by the Tatsumaki.
Obviously.
Although he can heal himself, the pain still exists.
As the Sables dissipated, under Crocodile's deliberate control, most of the flesh and blood fell to the ground.
But just as he was waiting to see Muzan's rebirth and recovery, tiny, white hands and eyes, like those of a baby, sprouted from the larger pieces of flesh and blood, and then continued to flee in all directions right before his eyes.
Crocodile was stunned by this scene, then threw his head back and burst into wild laughter.
"Ha ha ha ha--"
"Muzan Kibutsuji, you've truly pushed your flesh-and-blood abilities to the limit. In that respect, I, Crocodile, acknowledge that you are a strong warrior!"
After saying that, he stopped his heavy, panting laughter, lowered his flat eyes, and sneered, "But without my permission, you can't go anywhere."
As he spoke, the yellow sand in the Infinity Castle became even more turbulent. In an instant, the Muzan pieces of Muzan's flesh were swept up by gusts of sand and gathered again in the air in front of him.
Left with no other choice, Muzan could only gather all the pieces of flesh together and transform back into his previous human form.
At this moment, the 'Progenitor of Demons' had an extremely ashen face. He had exhausted all his methods, yet this was still the result, which left him feeling helpless, tense, and uneasy.
"Fine, I accept my fate. You—no, you all—are you going to do anything to me?"
"What those people do with you is none of my business. I just want to see where the limits of your self-healing ability lie."
After saying that, Crocodile snapped his fingers again, and the Muzan binding Muzan started spinning at a high speed again, even faster than before.
This time, Muzan even let out a scream. He was like a tomato thrown into a juicer, turning into a mass of scarlet blood and flesh juice in just a few seconds.
Despite witnessing such an extremely cruel scene, Crocodile grinned and exhaled thick smoke from his cigar.
A moment later.
The Sables gradually subsided, with only a few wisps of sand still carrying the blood.
"Come on, show me how to be reborn, Muzan Kibutsuji."
As expected, Muzan did not disappoint him. The blood began to move, rapidly growing bones, nerves, muscles, skin, hair, and facial features, appearing perfectly intact in less than half a minute.
"It's no use. Nothing can kill me except sunlight. You could do it hundreds of times and it would be the same!"
"I'm willing to join you. Believe me, I will definitely be of help to your World Government!"
Muzan Kibutsuji nervously volunteered, his biggest fear being that the monster in front of him would take him to the surface to bask in the sun.
Crocodile, however, showed little interest in this. Instead, he chewed on a cigar, stroked his chin, and pondered, while his eyes constantly scanned Muzan.
"I think I have an idea, but while you are indeed quite valuable, it seems you're not the only ghost here."
The next moment, he turned into yellow sand and disappeared on the spot.
Nevertheless, Muzan showed no intention of fleeing. Just look at the sandstorm filling the entire Infinity Castle; it's clear this is already his territory.
He was worried that running it again would anger Crocodile.
In other words, they've accepted their fate!
On the other side, the 'Eleven Demon Moons' members were gathering together to fight against the relentless sandstorms. However, the yellow sand was lifeless, and no matter how they tried to disperse it with various Blood Demon Art, it was of little use.
By the way, the cold air released by the Doma can freeze some of the sand or create ice walls to block the sandstorm.
In this respect, its role is significantly greater than that of Kokushibo.
"Hold on a little longer, Lord Muzan will definitely be able to defeat him!"
Akaza, the Upper Rank Three, tirelessly swung his arms and legs, which became afterimages, unleashing a continuous barrage of punches and kicks.
Its confidence stemmed from its ability to clearly sense that Muzan's aura remained intact through the 'Twelve-Pointed Snowflake Array' beneath its feet.
As for hearing and sight, they have long been 'sealed' by the wind and sand.
However, Akaza believed that as long as Muzan be killed, Muzan would Muzan win in the end.
[Splashing sound]
Just then, a cloud of yellow sand suddenly appeared in the middle of the ghost horde. The expressions of the 'Eleven Demon Moons' members changed drastically, because none of them had noticed when it had entered.
However, the yellow sand appeared suddenly and disappeared just as suddenly. It was swallowed by the Kokushibo and then vanished without a trace along with the sandstorm.
During this time, the other ghosts didn't even have time to launch an attack, which froze them in place.
Is this a ghost?
What just happened?
At the same time, Crocodile returned to Muzan Kibutsuji with Kokushibo.
All that could be seen was Kokushibo struggling desperately, frantically using his 'Empty Cry Divine Departure' to unleash various Swordsmanship that combined Moon Breathing and Blood Demon Art.
Although it cut deep into the sand, it caused zero damage, which made Muzan's eyelids twitch.
"You ghosts' self-healing abilities must come from your blood or cells, right?"
Locke sneered.
Immediately afterwards, his left hand, which was gripping Kokushibo's neck, began to activate another ability of the Logia Sand-Sand Fruit: absorbing water!
"Wh-what?"
Muzan Kibutsuji watched in horror as his strongest subordinate, Upper Rank One, rapidly dried up from the neck, transforming in the blink of an eye from a robust Man-Eating Demon into a skin-and-bones mummy.
Hei, Kokushibo, is dead!
Through his bloodline perception, he could clearly feel that his connection with the other party had been severed.
"Sure enough, once all the water in the body disappears, everything—blood, cells, everything—becomes useless."
Really.
The Man-Eating Demon's self-healing ability does not originate from some kind of rule or power, but rather from the substance of cells.
Seeing that his prediction had been confirmed, Crocodile was overjoyed and laughed heartily, tilting his head back.
Completely disregarding Muzan 'Muzan desperate gaze, his body trembled violently with extreme fear, as if it had escaped his absolute control.
"Ha ha ha ha--"
A wild, arrogant, panting laugh swept through the Infinity Castle filled with yellow sand and Tornado, sending chills down the spines of all the ghosts present.
Because in this world, besides sunlight, another power has appeared that can instantly destroy them, and it is in the hands of one person.