Muzan's cold gaze swept across...
Kokushibo said lightly: "It's useless... You've noticed, that boy named Kamado Eiichiro, effortlessly dodges Akaza's attacks, which means..."
"His perception of attacks surpasses Akaza!"
With a pause, Kokushibo looked at Muzan with a solemn expression and said: "Forgive me for my bluntness, I suspect that the opponent, like the Lord, possesses the ability to read others' minds, which is why... he can be so composed..."
"Enough!"
A sharp shout interrupted Kokushibo!
Muzan's forehead was covered with throbbing veins, and after a moment, he took a deep breath and said, "I understand."
With another glance, he looked at Akaza,
This former Upper Second, now Upper Third, attacked like rain, already in a state of frenzy!
"Destructive Kill: Leg Style: Crown First Slash... Destructive Kill: Leg Style: Flowing Flash Group Light... Destructive Kill: Leg Style: Thousand Wheels Flying Stars... Annihilation Style... Fragmentation Style... Final Style: Azure Silver Chaotic Remnants Light..."
"Crack!"
The carriage cover was blown away by chaotic fists.....
The linkage was broken by a punch from Akaza, and thus disconnected from the previous carriage...
The screams of passengers and the rumbling sound of the Fire Wheel exploded in this pitch-black night....
Akaza gave it his all, his eyes only seeing Roy, only Roy, the more he fought, the more excited, the more desperate... He gradually realized... why there was pity in Roy's eyes... it was all true,
He was just as pitifully weak as the garbage he once despised, weak to the point of disgust,
"Hahaha... Why don't you fight back?!"
"Come on!"
"Kill me!"
"Tap... Tap..."
The sound of footsteps, neither fast nor slow, stepped on Akaza's heart, drawing closer...
Roy casually parried Akaza's incoming fist with a sword, brushing past his shoulder...
A fine blade light appeared briefly, then disappeared swiftly....
Akaza felt a chill on his neck, suddenly turned back, "Puchi~" a blood arrow sprayed out, his body still maintaining a punching posture, his head already turned a hundred and eighty degrees to see Roy's back.
"You misunderstood," the boy sheathed the sword, back to Akaza, looking up at the sky, where the moon was sparse, eternal, "I feel heartache for you, for the woman you loved dearly, Lianxue, your respected master Keizo, and... your father who didn't want to burden you, wished you'd reform and stopped stealing, thereby committing suicide."
The boy turned back, his eyes showing pity again, as he said: "You tell me, if they were still alive, and saw you in this ghostly state, how heartbroken they would be...."
Evil ghosts don't deserve pity, all should be slain!
But, among the many Upper Moons, if anyone were to catch Roy's eye, it would be the living Akaza who hadn't turned into a ghost, rather than the current Akaza.
"You..."
Sealed memories were pierced by Roy's sword!
Akaza's head fell off, rolling to Roy's feet.
Along with the loss of brain control, his body fell powerlessly to the ground.
He stared at Roy with his golden pupils, bewildered, as in his blurred consciousness, he saw a memory reel... Amidst the haze, he seemed to see again the girl who called him Akaza with a smile, and the master who always patted his shoulder, telling him to take good care of "Lianxue," and then...
His father, suffering from illness, finally touched his head, asked him to buy medicine, then committed suicide after he turned away...
Unknowingly, Akaza, who never knew what it was like to shed tears, shed two lines of hot tears...
He reached out, wanting to hold Lianxue's hand, say a few words to his master, hug his father, like when he was young, hold him in his arms and feed him medicine...
Unexpectedly, Lianxue turned cold, avoiding him in disgust... His master glared at him with anger... His father, even more straightforward, didn't even look at him, saying: "I don't have a son like this."
With a neck wipe, suicide once again.
Akaza's outstretched hand stopped....
He opened his mouth as if wanting to say something... When the abyss opened beneath his feet, countless arms emerged from the endless darkness, grabbing him, tearing him, pulling him into hell....
Only then did he suddenly realize, he was no longer the emotional and righteous Akaza, but a sin-stained, evil ghost who trampled on the weak as if they were worn shoes!
"It's all him... it's Kibutsuji Muzan... you're the one who turned me into this ghostly form!"
The memory reel disappeared, and Akaza's already closed eyes suddenly opened, a final glimmer of consciousness, shouted angrily to the Eye Ghost: "It's your fault!"
"Boom!"
With his words, the ghost blood of Muzan within Akaza was instantly detonated!
Amidst a rain of blood...
The Eye Ghost shrank back...
Exposing the man draped in a suit, embarrassed and angry, in a disgraceful state!
Pathetic... laughable... lamentable... pitiful... Roy quietly looked over, pointed silently at the Eye Ghost, saying: "You're next."
In those pitch-black eyes, suddenly coated with a gray Sense membrane... Seen by Muzan, this ghost king who had been rampant for millennia, his blood-red pupils shrank, feeling... so sleepy...
[Telekinesis of "In"·Dream Projection...]
Through direct sight, projecting "Sleepiness" onto the target.
Roy lightly blew a breath at the Eye Ghost: "Sleep."
In a vague haze, Muzan dreamed... In the dream, he returned to that night, where the wind blew through the bamboo forest making a rustling sound, with Tamayo, facing a swordsman with fiery red hair, walking towards him in wooden clogs...
At first sight, he chose... to self-detonate!
"Tsugikuni Yoriichi, it's you again!"
"Years have passed and you are still in such an ugly state..."
A dark flame-enshrouded sword light appeared....
"Boom!" This time, Muzan was faster, fiercer than ever... before the blade could reach him, he split open, divided into three thousand six hundred pieces!
Right here in Infinity Castle, in front of Kokushibo... exploded loudly!
"Lord?"
"Zither?"
The strings of the biwa played by Nakime broke...
A bloody mist engulfed this directionless Infinity Castle...
Kokushibo and Nakime fell silent simultaneously.
"Pop~" The dream interrupted by Kibutsuji Muzan's explosive end, awareness returned, Kibutsuji Muzan woke up, wriggling, awkwardly condensing a new body, appearing!
"You ate Nightmare?!"
After a temporary scare, Muzan finally regained his senses, looking gloomily at Roy on the screen, words arousing those in the dream.
Kokushibo frowned and looked over...
Muzan, from across the Eye Ghost, locked his gaze fiercely on Roy: "This is Nightmare's Blood Demon Art, how did you, a human, learn it?"
Except by consuming like a ghost!
However, humans consuming ghosts?
Unheard of!
Kokushibo quietly pressed down on "God Cry," inexplicably, the back of his neck felt cold...
In carriage number seven, the young man glided through the night along with the derailing train, his fiery red hair dancing wildly like a lion's mane in the wind.....
Flipping his hand, he collected Shallow Strike, shaking his head with a sigh: "I've hidden it for so long, but you still discovered it, yes..."
Roy stuck out his tongue, licked his lips, looked fiercely at Kibutsuji Muzan and said, "Clean up and wait for me, I... will visit soon!"
"Boom!"
The Eye Ghost exploded all of a sudden!
Ultimately, Roy seemed to see someone's panic-stricken expression, heard someone's disordered roar....
"Meeting!"
"Everyone, all, return to Infinity Castle immediately!"
"Buzz..." As the Eye Ghost exploded, the image dissipated...
In the disarrayed carriage, only the young man stood against the wind, a faint smile on his lips.
[Note: "Life Energy" +112]
[Talen Blood Demon Art of the evil ghost "Akaza" has been extracted....]
[Destructive Kill·Needle. Note: A directional formation based on "Perception," detected to highly overlap with [En], undergoing upgrade...]
[Note: Upgrade complete... [En] +30...]
[Note: Current [En] coverage range of the host, radius: 140→170 (meters)]