PDLP Chapter 415 Tricking Her
Chapter 415 Tricking Her
After losing its target, the blood in the arena poured down from mid-air, flowing all over the ground, returning to its original state.
We don't know if Muzan's ability to split himself can be used a second time, so it's best not to let our guard down just to be safe.
However, this ability did consume a lot of Muzan's stamina.
As Muzan's strongest escape method, it can even help him escape from monsters like Yoriichi. The consumption of this ability is unimaginable, even greater than the consumption of direct combat.
Muzan did not underestimate the others. The difference in numbers would indeed cause trouble for his splitting, but he had already planned escape routes in all directions.
Most importantly, the monster posed a threat to him because of the Crimson Blade, which was almost identical to the sun and prevented regeneration.
In other words, even if his fragmented flesh is chopped up, he can still regenerate using a tiny amount of cells.
The way Muzan directly enveloped the battlefield was something he hadn't anticipated, which made him look like a clown, and his ability to split was easily broken.
We should thank Yoriichi for the information he left behind hundreds of years ago.
Muzan's current condition is very bad. It's not just that his recently replenished stamina is about to be exhausted. The fact that he knows he can't kill him but still tries his best to stop him makes Muzan vaguely sense that something is wrong.
This group of people really wanted to kill him.
Even if he is no longer worthy of being killed.
The fulfillment of his millennia-old wish did not keep Muzan excited for long, because Yuko's words reminded him that he had only overcome the sunlight, not become invincible.
If he were to encounter that monster, he would still be mercilessly crushed, only without the fear of death.
But the inability to kill does not mean it cannot be controlled.
Muzan understood this perfectly well, which is why he didn't want to get entangled with this group of lunatics.
Wow~
Suddenly, the blood that had just subsided in the arena became active again. What was initially as transparent as mercurochrome was now a viscous, scarlet red.
Muzan's face darkened; he truly gave no one a chance to breathe.
madman!
Yuko stood amidst the pool of blood, slowly raised her hand, and then spread her five fingers toward Muzan.
In an instant, under Yuko's command, the pool of blood on the field began to bubble and boil, and soon, streaks of blood shot toward Muzan.
The surrounding area was sealed off by a dense barrage of blood arrows; no one could possibly defeat them by simply dodging.
Muzan realized this as well. He swung his increasingly heavy body, his arms turning into fleshy whips, each whip sweeping away large swaths of blood.
But this blood seemed endless, just kept pouring out of the pool of blood and attacking Muzan, without any sign of running out of ammunition, making Muzan feel extremely troubled just by looking at it.
In fact, this level of Blood Demon Art consumes an astonishing amount of physical strength. Fortunately, a lot of energy was replenished from Muzan, otherwise it would have been impossible to use it.
As Muzan was subjected to a relentless barrage of blood attacks, his means of defense dwindled, and he was unwittingly struck more and more often.
As the protracted war unfolded, Muzan, whose strength had been depleted by splitting and reorganizing, gradually began to feel somewhat powerless.
The body's regeneration rate has visibly slowed down, and even a small puncture wound requires a considerable amount of time to repair.
However, the high frequency of Blood Demon Art output also rapidly depleted Yuko's stamina, and the frequency of her blood attacks gradually slowed down.
"This is not good!" Muzan, his face blurred with blood, realized the problem. "We must escape as soon as possible."
The attack speed has slowed down; it's likely that this woman will try to replenish her strength through his flesh and blood...
I'll trick her!
Such a thought instinctively arose in Muzan's mind.
The depletion of physical strength cannot be detected through that special visual field; the transparent world cannot make such detailed observations.
He could have deliberately suppressed his regenerative abilities, causing Yuko to misjudge the situation and thus creating an opportunity for her to retaliate.
Upon realizing this, Muzan immediately put his plan into action.
Despite his deliberate suppression of regeneration, the number of wounds on his body increased, gradually becoming unable to keep up with the rate of destruction.
Even the smallest wound regenerates extremely slowly, but...
Why isn't this woman reacting at all?
Muzan was about to go crazy. He had already given her a chance, so why wasn't this woman replenishing her strength by devouring his flesh and blood like before?
Or perhaps this woman saw through his plan.
……
Yuko didn't notice anything unusual about him, but she was unwilling to give in so easily. Eating Muzan's flesh and blood was something she had no choice but to do.
Muzan's trick failed to deceive Yuko, but it did deceive Yushiro, who was secretly observing from behind the ruins.
He grabbed a swordsman by the collar and shoved the potion into his hand: "Give this to Yuko, she knows what to do, understand?!"
If the sun hadn't come out, he would have delivered it himself.
"I understand!" the swordsman replied seriously, then took the potion and ran out of the ruins.
The battlefield was covered in Yuko's murky, thick blood. Stepping on it, you could feel the distinct stickiness, which made you feel somewhat uncomfortable.
He knew this ability didn't belong to the enemy, otherwise he wouldn't have dared to step on it no matter what.
The swordsman, clutching the potion, gritted his teeth and ran towards the center of the battlefield.
When they arrived at the scene, they found that they couldn't get in at all; blood was flying everywhere.
Upon seeing his appearance, the resting pillars all turned their gazes toward him.
Feeling a chill run down his spine under the stares of everyone, he quickly explained, "Yushiro asked me to give this to Miss Yuko."
He pulled out several vials of medicine from his pocket.
Shinobu's eyes widened slightly: "This is..."
She understood what Yushiro... no, Tamayo meant.
It must be said that this is indeed a method, at least for the time being, it is a good method.
The group exchanged glances, and Tanjiro stood up and said, "Let me deliver it."
"Then please."
Tanjiro nodded slightly, took the potion from the swordsman, and headed towards the center of the battlefield.
The situation was much easier than expected; the swirling blood simply avoided Tanjiro.
This allowed Tanjiro to easily get behind Ikuko.
"Miss Yuko, this."
Yuko didn't turn around, but stared at Muzan while replying, "Tanjiro, please stand aside for now, and inject the medicine into his body when I call you."
"I understand! Leave it to me!" Tanjiro paused for a moment, then nodded heavily.
It's so great to be able to help!