Chapter 371
The next moment, the blade sliced through the thorns, like adding a spark of fire to a dark world, and Muzan, who was Muzan Kibutsuji enveloped by the thorns, saw the flames surge.
Burning.
A pillar of fire pierced through the 'flower bushes' and plunged straight into the distance of the domain. A figure flickered, Muzan Kibutsuji appeared in the air, his eyes twitching slightly as he saw the thorns twisting in the flames.
Wow, this is no ordinary Monster IV player. But what can he do if he kills me?
The blurry afterimage snaked its way in. He had no time to think; with a flick of his right hand, he spilled a spray of blood.
Blood Demon Art: Ancestor's Blood.
The blood split in the air, turning into a rain of blood in the blink of an eye, and with a snap of the fingers, it transformed into countless blood-red broken spears.
Da da da da da...
The earth was riddled with countless blood spears, Yuki was pinned in the middle. In an instant, it shattered and completely merged into the pool of blood.
Illusion? No, this realm is essentially a labyrinth.
Her crimson eyes scanned the surroundings, and suddenly a blade appeared behind her, cleaving her in two. But Muzan's attack shattered just as Muzan Kibutsuji.
This is not ordinary blood.
Yuki shattered Muzan Kibutsuji and saw the blood splattered on the insect armor. This had no offensive power, but it made his eyes widen slightly, realizing that Muzan Kibutsuji somewhat different from the Muzan he remembered.
Wasn't this scumbag supposed to be a mutant? Did he switch careers and become a mage?
Yuki remembered that Muzan Kibutsuji would turn into a monster and rarely use Blood Demon Art. He suddenly realized Muzan Kibutsuji had acquired a new skill tree in the Reincarnation Game because the Demon Slayer Corps knew about his original skills.
Becoming a player is inherently a reshuffling, a rebirth.
Along with the splattered blood came a gray halo, which was not any kind of energy, but something beyond it.
Wait, he has that kind of authority too?
Factional authority. Power suppression.
Like the Flying Thunder God Technique, Muzan Kibutsuji emerged from a blood-red spear, a pleased smile on his face.
The Satoru Gojo authority has 95% of the power, but the remaining 5% happens to be with me.
The suppression range was too small, but it perfectly matched his own power.
"I'll be one level below you, let's see how you win."
Blood Demon Art: Endless Puppet.
He raised two fingers, stimulating the remaining blood in the air. This had no offensive power, but it froze Yuki in mid-air.
A kind of spiritual erosion invaded from the face not covered by the black armor, like the forced transformation of a person into a demon in Demon Slayer. She split her own blood and then 'bestowed' this blood upon Yuki.
If it were Transcendental Grade player, they would be turned into a puppet. Even Yuki, whose physique was as high as level 8, felt a chill all over his body, and every muscle was out of control. His super dynamic vision saw droplets of blood the size of fingernails splattering into the distance, rapidly expanding within a millisecond.
Splitting, expanding, endlessly changing!
Yuki, Yuki was surrounded by flashing swords and spears—long whips, armor-piercing spikes, and sharp, tiny blood needles—all piercing towards him.
Everything happened in two seconds. Yuki increased his output to break free of the restraints while using his insect armor to withstand the attacks. A series of "clanging" sounds filled the air, and he felt a dense stinging pain all over his body.
These crimson weapons were extremely hard and attacked at an incredibly high frequency, some even piercing through black armor. The stinging pain lasted only a moment before a bone-chilling coldness spread out.
The Ancestor's Blood. Infection.
Just like a virus spreading in the body, frantically devouring the original cells, Yuki's gaze froze, and he pulled out a crystal staff.
Gravity Crystal Staff.
The purple gravitational light spread out, and its range was increased several times by the Duplication Cube.
Splash!
These Lightness whips and armor-piercing spikes fell one after another. Yuki could even catch his breath, they reassembled and transformed into a giant three-edged spear, breaking free from the constraints of gravity.
Bite.
A round mirror unfolded, and the spear struck it, its trajectory refracting as it whistled into the distance.
Seamlessly switching between physics and energy? That's quite an ability; no wonder he's so arrogant.
No, why isn't the permission suppression working?
Yuki and Muzan Kibutsuji were taken aback. Within three seconds, the two sides had completed several rounds of probing, but Muzan Kibutsuji ultimately gained the upper hand. While the effects of the Endless Puppet were still active, he spread his arms wide.
All the crimson spears that had been planted in the ground flew into the sky, merging and coalescing into enormous crimson pillars that surrounded the Yuki in the center.
Blood Curse Domain.
The strange energy surged exponentially. Yuki, who had just regained half of his body control, felt as if Mount Tai was pressing down on him. The invisible 'virus' was frantically burrowing into his body through the wound, accumulating more and more, faster and faster, even exceeding the repair speed of the Regenerative Tail.
In an area of several hundred square meters, the air became as thick as a sea of blood, as if blood was being created out of thin air, which also caused the virus to replicate at an alarming rate.
Over the years, Muzan Kibutsuji has only studied one thing: how to deal with flesh and blood.
"In my blood, decay and annihilation shall come."
Muzan Kibutsuji slowly clenched his fists, causing the blood pool in the sky to shrink inward, but at that moment, a giant axe suddenly appeared above his head.
Clang!
A clean and decisive slash, fortunately the defensive item blocked the attack. Red blood splattered erratically. Muzan turned around in Muzan Kibutsuji and saw the headless Asura Witch Spirit standing behind him.
This... this is the summoning category?
Some monsters that looked like they were from a dungeon stood up and charged in from all directions.
The squid flicked its long tentacles, the tower explorer unleashed witchcraft—that was bad enough, but what was even worse was that she also saw Crimson Bull charging madly, and a cyborg summoning cannons.
Players? How could that be?
Clang!
The second axe strike, accompanied by concentrated fire, caused cracks to appear in the blood. Muzan Kibutsuji was attacked from both sides, his hands and feet flailing as more and more attacks surrounded him.
Beneath their feet was a dense net of light, and around them were round mirrors that suddenly appeared. The monsters charged forward recklessly, shattering the Soul Crystal right outside the blood blossoms.
Where did he get so many tricks up his sleeve? His privileges should have been activated!
Muzan Kibutsuji guard, sharp teeth and gouges appeared in Wuzan's palm, spitting out a large amount of blood.
Blood Demon Art: Thornwood.
Black thorns spread out, binding the Asura Witch Spirit tightly and suppressing the other monsters. Muzan showed Muzan Kibutsuji joy. He glanced behind him and saw that Yuki, who was trapped by the Blood Curse Domain, had disappeared.
Oops.
A chill ran down my spine. These monsters weren't strong enough to hurt me, but they could distract me and free the protagonist from their restraints.
Call out--
The crimson spear finally pierced through the blood and stabbed into Muzan Kibutsuji's chest. At the same time, the Witch Spirit's giant axe cleaved into his shoulder, but no bones or internal organs were seen, and not even blood gushed out.
Yuki closed to within 100 meters and pulled the trigger without hesitation.
Bang! Bang!
The first bullet Muzan Kibutsuji into a sieve, and the second bullet set him ablaze on the spot, but the soul-burning embers were quickly extinguished, and a Muzan Kibutsuji appeared in the spreading thicket of thorns.
He's immortal, just like in the original story.
Yuki glanced at the extinguished humanoid torch, confirming that the Demon Eye had dealt damage, as Muzan Kibutsuji's soul energy had decreased somewhat.
But that's not enough. Every drop of blood is a soul, and every soul is controlled. Incendiary Bullets cannot burn it all away in one shot. And as a player of Monster IV, Muzan Kibutsuji's total number of souls is enormous.
Besides, they're not going to just stand there and let you shoot them.
Shadows loomed overhead, and the crimson pillars crashed down, some harder than steel, others exploding at the slightest touch. Anything that touched a body immediately felt a chilling sensation.
At the same time, the gray halo continued to expand, penetrating the body without leaving any trace.
"What kind of permission is this that allows him to persistently try again and again?"
Yuki moved swiftly, leaving behind afterimages, while Muzan Kibutsuji slow either, flashing through the air with splattered blood as his medium.
Bang! Bang!
Gunshots rang out one after another, but the bullets failed to ignite any souls.
Muzan Kibutsuji isn't stupid. He knew after being shot that the Hunter's Blunderbuss could ignite the soul, and that when Yuki fired, the blood would immediately materialize.
After several attempts, he was surrounded by endless doubts.
'Unable to suppress? That's impossible. Even domain-type items are attached to Outpost. Could he have a second special item?'
The reason Muzan Kibutsuji dared to face this killing machine head-on was because of his enhanced authority, but the situation before him defied common sense, and he began to consider retreating.
"While both Muzan Kibutsuji in the Global Insect Calamity are involved in bloodshed, Blood Demon is many times stronger."
Yuki deliberately hid back in the labyrinth, watching as the thorns wrapped the Asura Witch Spirit into a dumpling. As long as the Soul Crystal didn't shatter, being cut into pieces didn't matter. Meanwhile, the blood-red pillars in the sky fell in various places and disintegrated on their own.
They formed countless blood lines, exploring the boundaries of the Furnace. Each blood line was Muzan Kibutsuji's eye, and they would soon find a way out.
This is the risk of lacking information; the Demon Extermination Squad wrote their strategy guide based on the descriptions given by the Flame Pillar and others, which misled him.
Well, all evil spirits follow the same pattern: they don't care about physical strength or Chaos Item, but focus more on the bizarre and immortal, which makes them effective against many players.
"Did you use all your skill points on blood control? And then you have some unknown privilege. No wonder you dared to challenge me to a duel." Yuki never underestimated his opponent. After all, this was Monster IV player. If he hadn't activated the Night Furnace beforehand, things would have been really difficult.
Muzan Kibutsuji is powerful and bizarre enough to transcend the boundaries of physics and energy, rendering Yuki powerless. Even if he were to unleash a strike with greater power and speed, who can guarantee that it wouldn't become yet another source of contamination?
"Fortunately, we're quite compatible. This blood is essentially split souls, acting as a medium to contaminate other living beings."
Yuki opened his hand, a drop of dark red blood swirling around his fingertip. After some probing, the plan gradually took shape.
Blood Spirit Illusion.
Duplication Cube.
Yuki rushed out and plunged into the horde of corpses. There were nearly ten phantoms, all moving at similar speeds, making it difficult to distinguish the real from the fake. However, Muzan Kibutsuji, a veteran of countless battles, was not fooled.
We must remain unchanged amidst all changes, allowing the thorns to grow wildly, and break through this maze first.
The test was fair; she knew that Yuki's overall strength was slightly greater than hers, and he wasn't her favorite melee fighter. The difference between them lay in this mutated item.
A hasty breakout would inevitably lead to an ambush, but upon calming down, it was discovered that the horde of zombies was not as large as imagined, and there was only one monster-level corpse inside.
"Let's break through the maze first. I refuse to believe this mutated item can last indefinitely."
Muzan Kibutsuji's mind was clear, but then he became puzzled, because the ten identical phantoms did not surround him, but instead rushed straight into the sea of thorns.
So stupid?
This made her undecided, because it was a suicidal act that wasted energy.
The fake can never become real; the Blood Spirit Illusion was instantly shredded by the thorns, reduced at a speed visible to the naked eye.
What is he trying to do? What's the point of this?
Muzan Kibutsuji was frantically thinking, because in the blink of an eye, only three Blood Spirit Illusion remained, approaching as if their blood was boiling.
The left side is not.
The sharp thorns instantly turned the illusion into blood; in direct combat, it was easy to distinguish the real from the fake.
He's here on the right.
Yuki, having overcome all obstacles, accelerated further. Muzan Kibutsuji hesitated for a moment before unleashing his Blood Demon Art once more.
"I've been waiting for you."
Blood-to-Thorn.
The spikes were already covered in residual blood, and suddenly swelled up when they were a hundred meters away.
It's the same old trick: first, set a trap and wait for the prey to take the bait, then use the bizarre abilities to the Limit.
It splits, expands, unfolds a contaminated zone, and erodes the flesh and blood of any living being, as if pressing the slow-motion button to slow down Yuki's speed.
It is highly toxic, but has little effect on mechanical and energy-based life forms.
Yuki experienced this for the third time and felt that his body was still out of control. The blood would frantically burrow into his body, and even though the Insect Demon Armor was impenetrable, it would try its best to create a gap.
Each drop is an extension of Muzan Kibutsuji's soul; each drop possesses life, and even if only one drop remains, it will not die.
This time, Yuki didn't use a shotgun to set it ablaze. Instead, a gray miasma spread around him, and in his hand, he held a head of black hair that resembled seaweed.
This black hair could perhaps be used to make a very good curse-killing tool, but Yuki used it as another kind of Soul Crystal.
Bloodline Skill: Soul Infection.