PDLP Chapter 409 You are the losers
Chapter 409 You are the losers
Yushiro opened his mouth slightly.
This guy... is he planning to use Muzan's flesh and blood to restore his strength?
If I had to say, Muzan's flesh and blood would naturally be better than his.
……
Amid Muzan's shocked expression, Ikuko swallowed the fleshy whip that resembled squid tentacles with great difficulty.
After a brief moment of shock, Muzan realized his invincible power once again, and a satisfied smile inexplicably appeared on his lips: "How about it? Demon flesh and blood should taste even better than human flesh, right?"
"What's more, it's mine..."
Muzan paused for a moment before Yuko raised her hand to interrupt him. She opened her mouth as if to say something.
Under Muzan's expectant gaze, Yuko's expression seemed somewhat strained, her mouth opening and closing repeatedly.
That's what you said!
The anticipation for Muzan is off the charts.
He was curious to know what this woman's views on humans would be now that she had eaten the flesh and blood of a demon.
Does she still consider them companions, or... has she finally figured it out?
Just as Muzan's thoughts began to drift away.
"Ugh~" Yu Zi gagged, her expression showing some difficulty, as if she had eaten something bad. "I feel like throwing up."
Muzan's lips twitched slightly.
Before you say that, could you please wipe the drool from the corner of your mouth?
His state of mind at this moment was quite calm, no, you could say he was extremely happy.
This cheerful mood even made him find the enemies who had almost killed him much more pleasing to the eye.
Of course, that's all. If they were willing to submit to him, Muzan might reluctantly accept them.
Yuko wiped the blood from the corner of her mouth and calmed her pounding heart.
Having learned from her previous experience, Yuko was not consumed by desire this time, but the restless desire in her heart still hadn't disappeared, and she continued to crave blood and food.
The hunger in my stomach seemed to be relieved, yet it also seemed to be aroused even more.
Yu Zi suppressed her inner greed and carefully sensed that although her stomach was still craving food, her strength was gradually returning, and a trace of color had returned to her pale face.
Yuko smiled slightly. Sure enough, Tamayo's poison had not been completely neutralized.
This guy... even after overcoming the sunlight, he still didn't realize it.
The toxins in Muzan's flesh and blood had spread considerably, and Yuko had ingested a significant amount of Tamayo's poison with that bite.
Yuko secretly analyzed the toxins spreading from Muzan's flesh and blood. Because she knew what Tamayo's medicine did, she was able to quickly detect the abnormality in her body.
Furthermore, the toxins transferred from Muzan's flesh and blood are not serious due to the change in quantity; they can be fully recovered with just a little effort.
Yuko kept Muzan from realizing her situation. She moved her hands in front of her, the blades of her Nichirin Blade and Shura Blade clashing together, creating a dazzling spark as they rubbed against each other.
"Muzan, let's continue with the second round." Yuko's lips curled slightly as she raised her right Nichirin Blade and aimed it at Muzan.
She didn't regret eating the nauseating food... well, not nauseating.
In short, Yuko does not regret her decision.
If she doesn't step forward now, the others will be in danger.
Ultimately, Muzan's ability to overcome sunlight is largely her fault. If it were before, she might have lost her little pearl and despairingly said, "I can't do anything."
But things are different now. If she hasn't developed a steadfast heart after hundreds of years of experience, then she can be considered to have lived in vain.
Even Yushiro looks like a normal person when he's serious, let alone her.
Muzan sneered, "What's the point?"
To be honest, if it weren't for wanting to get rid of the Demon Slayer Corps, which was a major concern... no, it's not a major concern anymore, but once you gain power, there's no reason not to get rid of the thorns in your side. You should clean up any eyesores.
He will not let any of the Demon Slayer Corps members, especially Kagaya Ubuyashiki, escape.
“The meaning…” Yu Zi looked at the rising sun on the horizon, her expression somewhat dazed. “Hundreds of years ago, I made a promise to someone that I would do what he failed to do: to wipe out all the evil spirits without leaving a single one alive.”
Muzan's face darkened. He understood; it meant that damned monster, right?
"Even if that monster were to come back to life, I am still beyond being killed."
Yuko shrugged indifferently: "Really? Maybe, but I think the monster you're talking about can still hang you up and beat you."
Muzan was very unhappy, but didn't know how to refute it.
That monster... might actually have that kind of power.
Before he runs out of energy, I'm afraid I'll really only be able to get beaten up.
No...wait!
Muzan suddenly realized that he was not actually a loser.
If we're talking about losers, then that monster, the woman in front of us, and these guys from the Demon Slayer Corps are the losers, right?
He has clearly overcome the sun; he should be the biggest winner, right?
Thinking of this, Muzan felt completely relieved, and his shoulders trembled slightly from laughing.
Everyone looked at him with suspicion and uncertainty, not understanding what kind of crazy thing Muzan was doing now.
Yuko frowned, about to speak.
"I have been living in this world for thousands of years, and I have now successfully overcome the sunlight, and I will continue to live in this world in the future."
“Whether it’s that monster, or you, or Ubuyashiki, you all…” Muzan pointed at Ikuko, then at the crowd, “are the real losers.”
"What did you say?!" Shinazugawa Sanemi's face contorted with rage as he protested.
It doesn't matter if I call myself a loser, but the existence of my lord must never be questioned.
The pillars didn't look too good.
Yuko was not affected by Muzan's trash talk; after all, she was originally a master of trash talk.
There's only one thing to keep in mind when hurling insults: treat the other person's words like they're farting, and be a glass assassin who only attacks and never defends.
Insults are not like debates, where you need to refute someone's point of view. You can simply ignore what they say and mock them as you please.
Yuko lowered her head, the blood from her palms winding up the hilt of the Shura Blade.
"Blood Demon Art: Blood Rose Attachment Technique".
With his other hand, the blazing crimson blade made the ice surface even more crimson.
After his stamina was restored, the speed at which he could activate the Crimson Blade also returned to normal.
Although the Crimson Blade is no longer effective against Muzan, its intense heat still has some effect.
Most importantly, she currently has enough physical strength to support her in doing this.
Yuko raised her head and looked at Muzan, her golden eyes filled with indifference and severity: "I've come... Muzan."
That similar expression almost made Muzan's cells tremble, recalling his unbearable past.
Fortunately, the woman's appearance has changed drastically, and she now only bears a striking resemblance to that monster.
No matter how much you mock that monster, it is still Muzan's deepest fear.
Therefore, Muzan's muscles tensed up almost subconsciously.
Because he knew an attack was coming.