Chapter 87 Portable Space
[Killed Upper Moon Six, gained 400 experience points!]
Upon hearing this system notification, Aoki fell silent.
Please, this is an Upper Moon!
While Nakime's direct combat ability is slightly weaker, her strength is definitely not low.
In the original story, even with their Demon Slayer Marks activated, Mitsuri Kanroji and Obanai Iguro teaming up, they couldn't defeat her quickly, instead being thoroughly overwhelmed by her.
Unlike that useless Kaigaku, Nakime absolutely deserves the title of Upper Moon.
400 experience points?
Isn't that a bit too much?
Aoki even wondered if he was being too optimistic.
Would killing all the demons in the world not be enough to reach the maximum level?
Calming down, he knew this idea was absurd.
However,
leveling up would undoubtedly be more difficult from now on.
Fortunately, he had learned level 2 "Spatial Travel," eliminating the need to waste time traveling and greatly speeding up demon killing.
Aoki temporarily put the experience points aside.
Now, he had something more important to do.
Nakime controlled the Infinity Castle, and her Blood Demon Art was undoubtedly spatial in nature.
When he devoured Nakime, he had already sensed a change in his "Spatial Travel."
And the change was quite significant.
Aoki carefully sensed it for a while, his expression slightly unusual. With a thought, his figure suddenly vanished.
This was a strange space, approximately 10 meters in length, width, and height. In the center stood a two-story building, lanterns hanging from the eaves, their soft light dispelling the darkness and illuminating the space.
"Did I just directly seize a portion of the Infinity Castle?"
Aoki murmured.
This was the change in his "Spatial Travel" after devouring Nakime.
Although its area was far smaller than the Infinity Castle, this space was still incredibly precious.
"I've skipped the era of spatial items and directly entered the era of personal space!" Aoki exclaimed.
Spatial artifacts need no introduction; they're essential tools for murder, robbery, and plunder!
Moreover, this space isn't just for storing items.
It can also be used for refuge in times of insurmountable danger.
The time and energy consumed in entering and exiting this space are identical to using "Spatial Imprint Travel."
Aoki entered the only building in the alternate dimension and looked around.
It was fully equipped and furnished; he could move in immediately.
He wouldn't have to sleep on the streets anymore, even though he didn't need to sleep.
With a thought, Aoki returned to the real world.
"Logically, I should buy all sorts of supplies and stockpile them just in case.
Unfortunately, I'm a demon, so I don't need food. However, I can buy more alcohol, so I won't have to worry about running out of drinks."
Whoosh!
Huge black bat wings unfurled behind him, and Aoki gently flapped them, his figure soaring into the sky.
...
Asakusa.
Night deepened.
Tamayo remained seated at her table, staring at the microscope, occasionally turning her head to jot things down in her notebook.
Yushiro entered the room. "Lady Tamayo."
Tamayo didn't look up and said with emotion, "The blood of Kibutsuji Muzan in Upper Moon Two's body is much more concentrated than that in Upper Moon Six. It seems that the poison we designed earlier can be further improved."
Yushiro secretly scoffed. That guy was actually able to kill Upper Moon Two; he was indeed quite formidable.
However, disturbing his and Lady Tamayo's lives was still extremely hateful.
Tamayo put down her pen, a peculiar light flashing in her eyes. "Perhaps it won't be long before we defeat Muzan Kibutsuji!"
Although hundreds of years had passed, the thought of her husband and child, whom she had killed with her own hands, still caused her excruciating pain, as if a thousand insects were gnawing at her heart.
She was willing to give anything to defeat Muzan Kibutsuji!
Since escaping Muzan Kibutsuji's control with Yoriichi Tsugikuni's help,
she had searched for four hundred years, waited for four hundred years, yet never saw any hope of defeating him.
Although she believed that as long as she gathered the power of like-minded people, they would surely succeed,
that day seemed so distant, the waiting so long, so long that she sometimes couldn't help but doubt whether that day would ever come.
Until she met Mr. Aoki.
Looking back now, that day seemed so ordinary, their meeting uneventful.
But since that day, her dream, which had been stagnant for four hundred years, finally began to move forward.
From the Lower Moons to the Upper Moons, from Upper Moon Six to Upper Moon Two, that seemingly unattainable dream was drawing ever closer, becoming more and more real.
"Meow!"
A familiar meow awakened Tamayo, whose emotions were slightly agitated. She looked down and saw a calico cat slowly appear. A hint of surprise appeared on her beautiful face.
"Chachamaru?"
Yushiro reminded her, "Lady Tamayo, on your back!"
Tamayo's gaze shifted to the small bag on Chachamaru's back, bulging with something clearly inside.
"Brought blood again? It's not another Upper Moon, is it?"
Tamayo's mouth gaped slightly, a hint of bewilderment appearing on her beautiful and elegant face.
Not long ago, Mr. Aoki had delivered Upper Moon Two's blood. Now, just over a week later, another Upper Moon had been killed?
Were those Upper Moons lining up to be killed by Mr. Aoki?
After two seconds, Tamayo snapped out of her daze and quickly took something from Chachamaru's backpack.
Looking at the two blood collection devices filled with blood, she paused, stunned.
"Two?"
Tamayo quickly checked them.
Indeed, it was all Upper Moon blood.
One came from Upper Moon Three, and the other from Upper Moon Six, newly promoted by Muzan Kibutsuji.
Upon confirming this, Tamayo was both shocked and delighted.
In about ten days, Mr. Aoki had killed three Upper Moons in succession.
How did he manage that?
Yushiro stared in disbelief, muttering, "Is that guy a monster? There are only six Upper Moons in total, and now he's killed half of them!"
Tamayo also realized this.
With only three Upper Moons left, and many Lower Moons dead as well, the Twelve Demon Moons system established by Muzan Kibutsuji was practically collapsing.
Kibutsuji Muzan always hated change, but the current situation was no longer about change; Mr. Aoki had smashed his things to pieces.
He must be furious now, right?
Tamayo quietly clenched her fist.
Not enough!
Not enough!
Merely making Muzan angry wasn't nearly enough!
His sins had to be repaid with death!
"The blood is enough. I need to meet with Mr. Aoki to discuss the next steps," Tamayo said.
Although reluctant, Yushiro seriously considered a solution. "We can't contact him directly, but we can have Chachamaru deliver a letter, which he'll see the next time he summons Chachamaru."
Tamayo thought for a moment and nodded. "Let's do that!"
Although it might take some time, it was the best solution they could think of.
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