The journey of dragon transformation starting from Demon Slayer

Those who are eager for quick success and instant gain are usually the quickest to die in novels and various movies and TV dramas. Moreover, Momonosuke-sama did not give you a good look along the way, so the boy did not react to his behavior of seeking death on his own. stop.

It’s just that Murata beside him doesn’t think so.

"This guy has always been like this... There is no other way... Let's go in together..."

After repeated attempts to stop him failed, the Murata team members could only accept the reality and led others to prepare to head into the mountains.

"Tazmi, you are Geng level... just wait and walk in the middle of the team..."

After carefully arranging the team's positions, the ten people officially set off.

A trace of black mist seemed to appear in the dark forest, and the stars and moon at night gave off a faint light and illuminated the path forward. The cold wind at night added a lot of pressure to this eerie scenery.

Click!Click!

The people walked carefully with their feet on the grass, stones and small branches.

Zheng! ! !

As the long sword was drawn out, the sound of the blade and scabbard attracted everyone's attention.

"We've just entered the mountains...don't be so frightened, Tazmi!"

Murata looked at the boy and said with a smile. In his eyes, he still had a good impression of this junior of the Demon Slayer Squad.

After all, her voice is gentle and her words are pleasant.

Others also looked at the young man's cautious look and smiled.

After a day of getting along, they had a good impression of the enthusiastic team member in front of them.

At least he's not as arrogant as the guy just now.

Tazmi looked at the countless spider silks on the surrounding trees and on the ground with solemn eyes.

"No, Mr. Murata...the battle has already begun..."

"Huh? What..."

Brush brush! ! !

With several consecutive swings, he cut off the spider silk on everyone's bodies and chopped the tiny spiders into pieces at the same time.

Taking a closer look, everyone was shocked beyond measure when they saw the shattered spider poked by the sword turn into red light spots and dissipate.

"alert!!!"

Following a loud roar from an unknown passerby, everyone drew out their Nichirin swords and stood on guard.

"It's amazing...Tazmi...how did you find out..."

There was a hint of admiration in the voice of Murata's team member. After all, it's hard not to feel good about helping people out in such a dark place.

Tazmi also sweated when she heard their praise.

Unlike their dealings with ghosts, they deal with all kinds of dangerous species, especially the dangerous species that mimic the environment in the deep mountains. The level of danger has skyrocketed.

It turns out that on the planet I was on in my previous life, there were many masters of disguise in nature. Not to mention that most of them are dangerous species who can easily manipulate ordinary people.

Of course, if that’s what you think, you definitely can’t say that.

"I just have better observation skills...haha..."

"Excellent observation is also one of your talents, so don't be modest!"

"Yeah yeah!"

"Tazmi! Sister is optimistic about you!"

Hearing everyone's praise, Tazmi's mood improved a lot.

Crunch~! Crunch~!

As strange noises resounded in the surrounding forest, countless figures appeared in the darkness.

One, five, ten, twenty, in the blink of an eye the entire ten-man team was surrounded by these figures appearing in the darkness.

"they are!!!"

Looking at the figure that appeared, Murata had a lot of cold sweat on his forehead, and the others didn't feel too good.

Yes, what appeared was exactly one of the tasks that needed to be assigned this time. Investigate the members of the Demon Slayer Corps who disappeared after performing a mission at Nada Spider Mountain.

Almost none of the figures in front of him was intact.

Some had broken hands, some had broken legs, and some even had their heads chopped off and were being manipulated to approach the crowd.

The bloody people were hugged like zombies. And without exception, these manipulated guys all died.

Whenever there is a crunching sound, these people controlled by the spider silk get closer.

Looking at the posture in front of him, Tazmi said loudly.

"It's spider silk! These people are controlled by spider silk! It's like a shadow puppet show or a puppet on a string! They are controlled!"

"Everyone, be on alert! Be careful not to be connected to the spiders created by the ghost-blood magic. At the same time, try to cut off the spider silks that control people as much as possible!"

"Group of three! Look after each other! The only ones you can rely on now are your companions!"

After hearing the young man's command, the others seemed to have found a backbone, as if they were being commanded by Zhu, and everyone formed a three-three-three posture back to back.

While watching everyone gathered around, Tazmi was just about to rush out when she was stopped by Murata.

"What are you doing? Tazmi! Come here! Let's all join together!"

Seeing Murata, who had not forgotten himself in this situation, Tazmi smiled.

He's a good person.

In this way, our Mr. Murata was given the good guy card by the boy without his knowledge.

"Just take care of yourselves..."

After observation, it was found that the threads formed by these vampire spells were multiple threads used to hang these corpses. Whenever the controlled guy made a move, the spider threads hidden on the tree trunks would move or tremble slightly.

Coupled with the feeling of cutting off those threads, the strength of these threads is not even that of steel wire.

As for the current situation, as long as the vampire technique is seen through, this situation can be broken easily.

Next, you only need to follow the shaking of the threads and find the correct direction among these hundreds.

In the final analysis, there is no comparison between different physiques.

Not to mention his good eyesight, he can even cut down an earth dragon nearly twenty meters away. Especially after his weapons have been forged to a higher level, the first-level dangerous species cannot withstand a single blow.

At least Tazmi didn't believe that a ghost's body could be harder than a thing that could survive digging in the soil.

Of course, if it's really that hard, there's nothing you can do about it. Just replace it with your own long sword that cuts iron like clay.

The entire ghost was shattered into several pieces, and he continued to work until he could no longer recover.

The degree of acceptance of the ghost king's blood depends on the recovery speed, and ghosts do not generate recovery power out of thin air.

Just like when a person is injured, he needs to recover, and when he is hungry, he needs to eat. The ghost's recovery will also consume cellular energy and cause hunger.

Unbeknownst to you, Zhu Shi, who relied on blood for a living, eventually became physically weak to the point where it couldn't be improved.

Wumei's cells were constantly being consumed by drugs, promoting his own death.

And this is the benefit of learning more knowledge. If you think of yourself as a martial arts idiot, you will be in trouble.

"Tazmi? What are you talking about..."

"Someone has to go... After all, humans are different from ghosts... We have physical limitations, Mr. Murata..."

"Please call for reinforcements as soon as possible!"

Seeing Murata's disbelieving look, the young man smiled and rushed out without hesitation.

"Taz...mi..."

Tsk tsk tsk tsk! ! ! !

Countless lights and shadows looked particularly beautiful as the young man waved his sword, and the refracted starlight and moonlight looked particularly alluring.

And beneath this seductive scene, there is a deadly murderous intention.