"Useless!" Seeing that there was still no progress, Muzan cursed under his breath. His eyes held no pity, only endless indifference.
He immediately tightened his control!
Tobirama's voice came through the spatial passage, tinged with mockery. "Muzan Kibutsuji, stop wasting your effort. Once I establish a Spatial Anchor, unless I remove it myself, I can find you even if you flee to the ends of the earth."
Refusing to accept it, Muzan activated his Blood Demon Art again.
But the result remained the same. No matter what he tried, the spatial passage stayed open. Members of the Demon Slayer Corps and the Shinobi World team continued pouring into the Infinity Castle, slaughtering his subordinates.
"Secret technique: Ten Puppets of Chikamatsu!"
"New Ten Puppets of Chikamatsu!"
"Advance! Voltron..."
"Yoriichi Type Zero, activate!"
One unfamiliar puppet after another suddenly appeared, sweeping across the entire battlefield!
"Th-that's!" Muzan's mind reeled!
He actually saw an all-too-familiar figure. That figure haunted him every night like a nightmare. Even knowing the man was dead, Muzan remained in thrall to his imposing presence!
Just as Muzan lost himself in memories and fear, unable to break free-
Bang!
Suddenly, Nakime's head exploded. Blood mist sprayed across the floor, and she toppled straight over. The biwa in her hands fell to the ground, slowly crumbling to dust along with her body...
Thus ended her sinful, pitiful life.
"At last, I'm released. At last, I'm free..."
Muzan glanced at the dissolving Nakime without the slightest flicker in his eyes, as though he had merely seen a piece of trash.
He slowly walked over to the chair in the center and sat down, his hands still in his pockets. His expression turned indifferent again, but the panic deep inside him was growing stronger.
*At this point, I have to find another