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Chapter 814: Death
Chapter 814: Death
Jigokuzaru, the Lower Three of the Twelve Demon Moons.
As members of the Demon Slayer Corps, they were all too aware of the terror that the Twelve Demon Moons brought. These were formidable foes that only the pillars of the Demon Slayer Corps could hope to face; they were not meant to be tackled by ordinary corps members.
So, when Jigokuzaru appeared, the two injured Demon Slayers immediately tensed, their faces reflecting the extreme gravity of the situation. Even before tending to their own wounds or their gravely injured comrade, their first instinct was to consider a retreat.
However, given the current situation, escaping seemed as difficult as climbing to the heavens.
"Hmm, I caught a whiff of blood and just had to come over, only to find something I detest."
Jigokuzaru took slow, dragging steps forward, his eyes lazily drifting over the two Demon Slayers wielding their Nichirin Blades. He then glanced at the severely injured comrade lying not far away and at Kanroji Mitsuri, who was administering first aid alongside Fengye.
He despised the Demon Slayer Corps.
"Why do these mere mortals insist on futile resistance instead of obediently letting us devour them? There shouldn't be anyone who dares to stand against demons."
Jigokuzaru muttered as he continued his slow stride forward, his tone carrying a hint of complaint.
Despite his unremarkable and sluggish movements, an intangible oppressiveness began to shroud the area, causing the two Demon Slayers to breathe a little heavier, their eyes reflecting their growing fear.
In the distance, Kanroji Mitsuri, who was squatting next to Fengye, assisting him, also watched with surprise as Jigokuzaru approached. She couldn't help but cover her nose with her small hand as she caught a whiff of the strong stench emanating from him.
It was a smell beyond description.
It evoked a deep-seated loathing and... fear.
As Fengye's wife and an assistant doctor, Kanroji Mitsuri had encountered a wide array of medicinal herbs and strange scents, but this stench was unlike anything she had ever smelled before. She had only caught a faint hint of it earlier, but now it was infinitely stronger.
At that moment, the Demon Slayer who had brought Fengye here broke out in a cold sweat. He clenched his jaw and tightened his grip on his Nichirin Blade, his voice shaking as he said:
"Run..."
"Doctor Fengye... You... Run quickly..."
"Don't worry about us, just go!"
It was he who had brought Fengye to this place, and he couldn't bear the thought of Fengye being killed by a demon. Even if it cost him his life, he had to stop the demon, at least to ensure Fengye's survival.
However, these words also drew Jigokuzaru's gaze back to Fengye.
"A doctor, huh?"
He seemed to muse, a hint of sentiment in his voice. "I wonder how long it's been since I last saw a doctor. Was it six or seven years? I remember I used to be sickly all the time, but now..."
He paused for a moment, and his voice gradually turned cold and indifferent, laced with contempt:
"...there's no longer any need for doctors to exist."
Whoosh!
In the next instant, he transformed into a beam of shadow, moving at an unbelievably fast speed. In the blink of an eye, he had bypassed the two Demon Slayers with their Nichirin Blades and appeared in front of Fengye!
At the same time, his left hand lashed out towards Fengye's neck, his palm morphing into a blade-like shape mid-air, emitting a chilling light in the darkness.
Time seemed to slow down to a crawl.
In that moment, the two Demon Slayers could only manage to shift their eyes and gaze towards Fengye, their eyes gradually filling with terror and shock. Their bodies, however, couldn't keep up with their intentions.
Kanroji Mitsuri's eyes widened, and she barely managed to make out Jigokuzaru's movement. Her reaction was swift, and she tried to lift the tweezers in her hand to block the attack aimed at Fengye.
But she wasn't fast enough!
Despite her quick response, she was still a step too slow. She could only watch helplessly as the tweezers in her hand drew closer and closer to Fengye's neck, ultimately failing to prevent the attack.
Whoosh!
A cold light flashed.
Fengye's body froze, his gaze fixed, as a clear line of blood appeared on his neck.
"No!!!!!"
Kanroji Mitsuri's heart-wrenching scream tore through the night.
She hugged Fengye, frantically trying to hold his head to his neck, but blood continued to spill from the wound, soaking her clothes red.
However...
In her state of confusion, Kanroji Mitsuri didn't notice that Fengye's eyes held no fear or regret. Instead, they reflected only calmness.
"Damn it!"
"Doctor!!!!"
The two Demon Slayers charged forward, their eyes reddening with rage. Fengye had just saved their companion, and now they watched in anguish as he was brutally killed. In that moment, their anger overshadowed even their fear.
They lunged at Jigokuzaru, furiously swinging their Nichirin Blades, intending to chop him into pieces. But Jigokuzaru merely took casual steps backward and forward, effortlessly dodging all their attacks amidst the flashing blades.
"Are you angry?"
"Good... I love it when they're angry. The angrier they are, the more delicious they taste..."
Jigokuzaru casually avoided their attacks, his tone indifferent as he spoke.
A clear sword ringing sound reverberated.
With just this simple collision, the Nichirin Blades in the hands of the two Demon Slayers violently trembled, nearly shaking their grips loose, and they were forced back more than a dozen steps, struggling to maintain their hold.
"So, who should I eat first? It's up to you to decide."
Jigokuzaru slowly lowered his hand and looked at the two Demon Slayers. The finger that had transformed into a dagger quickly reverted to its original state.
But just at that moment...
"Ahhhh..."
A voice filled with anger, regret, self-blame, and unwillingness echoed from behind Jigokuzaru.
Kanroji Mitsuri appeared there, her entire body covered in blood, holding a Nichirin Blade she had taken from near the severely wounded Demon Slayer. With all her might, she swung the blade down from behind, aiming at Jigokuzaru.
This strike contained all her anger, regret, and self-blame, and she poured almost all her strength into it, viciously chopping down towards Jigokuzaru's head.
"Hm?"
Jigokuzaru's pupils constricted as he sensed a hint of danger in this moment. His shoulder instantly melted and transformed into a shield, which he raised above his head to block.
The Nichirin Blade in Kanroji Mitsuri's hand collided with the steel shield created by Jigokuzaru's Blood Demon Art.
Boom!!!
The impact sent a shockwave through the ground, causing the earth beneath Jigokuzaru's feet to roar and crack, sending dust and air rippling outwards in all directions.
The blade sliced into the steel shield.
"Ahhhh..."
Accompanying Kanroji Mitsuri's anguished and furious cry, the blade embedded in the shield pressed downward with force, cutting deeper into the shield until it split it in two!
The light of the Nichirin Blade flashed in the darkness, and a clear line of blood appeared on Jigokuzaru's forehead, trickling down. His entire body was split in two by the strike!
Not far away, the two Demon Slayers stared in shock at this scene.
Although Kanroji Mitsuri had attacked from behind, as an ordinary person who had not trained in any breathing technique, even with her anger bringing out her body's full potential, coupled with the element of surprise, it was almost inconceivable that she could cut a Lower Three of the Twelve Demon Moons in half!
If she were to join the Demon Slayer Corps and train in the breathing techniques, she might soon reach the level of the Hashira with some practice and become a true pillar of the organization!
After cleaving Jigokuzaru in two, Kanroji Mitsuri's blade touched the ground, and she felt her strength drain away. Her gaze lowered to the ground, and her face was stained with a mixture of blood and tears that flowed uncontrollably.
She had failed to protect Fengye.
She should have been more vigilant, faster, and more responsive...
She had known that this place might be dangerous, that Fengye didn't have her strength or speed, and that everything was her responsibility. It was all because of her momentary negligence.
She never expected Jigokuzaru to ignore the two Demon Slayers and target Fengye instead, nor did she anticipate him doing something as bizarre as transforming his hand into a blade. It was completely unexpected.
"Be careful!!!"
Just as Kanroji Mitsuri was immersed in endless regret and pain, a shout rang out in her ear.
It was the Demon Slayer warning her.
Her mind froze for a moment, and when her gaze lifted to look forward again, she saw a sharp sword tip stabbing towards her chest, so close that there was no time to react or dodge.
This sword tip belonged to Jigokuzaru!
Even though she had cleaved him in two, the wound on his forehead had mysteriously disappeared, and she could only see the anger in his eyes and the transformation of his right arm into a sword tip as he stabbed towards her.
The two Demon Slayers watched this unfold, and although they shouted warnings at the first opportunity, it was already too late.
They never imagined that Kanroji Mitsuri could cut Jigokuzaru in half, nor did they expect that after doing so, she would suddenly lower her head and lose all vigilance.
It was only now that they realized that Kanroji Mitsuri wasn't a member of the Demon Slayer Corps and didn't know that only cutting off a demon's head would truly kill them. However, it was already too late. The events had transpired too quickly, and there was no time to intervene.
However...
Just as Kanroji Mitsuri was about to be pierced by the sword tip, something else was happening simultaneously.
Neither the two Demon Slayers, the unconscious severely wounded comrade, Kanroji Mitsuri, nor Jigokuzaru, the Lower Three of the Twelve Demon Moons, noticed this second event taking place at the same time.
And that was...
The blood flowing out of Fengye's body as he lay in a pool of blood was slowly disappearing.
And in his calm eyes, the reflection of the entire world quietly appeared.
"I wanted to experience more of this life for a while longer."
"Well, this is..."
(End of Chapter)
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