PDLP Chapter 402 Muzan is about to die?
Chapter 402 Muzan is about to die?
As Muzan struggled violently, his body actually began to lift up little by little.
Everyone's expression changed instantly. Muichiro, a ruthless man who was taciturn and agile, drew his Nichirin Blade without a word and stabbed it towards Muzan's head.
Muzan was pinned to the ground and unable to move. Under Muichiro's attack, his head was easily pierced, his eyeballs were pierced, and he was driven into the ground.
"Ah!!!" Blood gushed down, and Muzan, whose eye had been pierced by the Nichirin Blade, was still struggling in a miserable state.
I want to live...
don't want to die...
He doesn't want to die...
All that remained in Muzan's mind was the desire to survive; that intense will to live meant that even though Muzan hadn't yet overcome the weakness in his neck, he had now overcome it.
Following suit, the others drew their Nichirin Blades and used them to immobilize Muzan's limbs. During this time, Muzan even regenerated his flesh whip to attack, but was easily subdued by the others.
"Not there yet?!" Kanroji Mitsuri felt the movement beneath her growing stronger, her body drenched in sweat, a bead of sweat sliding down her chin. She turned and looked up at the sky.
"Waaah!" Before she could even see the sun behind her, Muzan began to struggle violently again.
This time, Muzan didn't try to get up again. Instead, he struggled to dig into the ground with both hands, trying to burrow underground.
Of course, no one could give him that chance. Besides, he was being held down like that, with his limbs pinned to the ground, so he couldn't actually dig any further. However, his violent movements still made everyone feel Muzan's terrifying will to survive, and even some fear.
Finally, the swordsmen who were still alive rushed out and pressed towards Muzan's dark figure, including Yushiro.
The densely packed figures pressed Muzan down again, obscuring him completely.
At the Demon Slayer Corps' base, the Ubuyashiki couple and Tamayo watched this scene with hopeful expressions.
at last……
"Do you think the sun won't even reach Muzan?" Yuko asked the two people on the ground, her face pale but a smile playing on her lips, as she looked at the crowd that had piled up like a small mountain.
After receiving simple treatment from Yuuko, Tanjiro and Zenitsu struggled to look in Muzan's direction.
"The sun... the sunlight is gone!" Zenitsu's mouth trembled, as if he couldn't believe what he was seeing.
"it's over……"
Yu Zi slowly closed her eyes, and memories from hundreds of years flashed through her mind, with indistinct figures emerging from the depths of her memories.
Those were the people who had stopped by on her life's journey.
Yuko's memories were rapidly returning; the dark figure quickly came to life in her eyes, as if it were about to come to life.
"Ikuko..."
Suddenly, one of the voices rang in her ear.
“Fate…” Yu Zi opened her mouth, but before she could speak, the voice continued, “It’s not over yet…”
"Ah!" Zenitsu's exclamation pulled Ikuko out of her reverie.
"What's wrong?" Yuko quickly looked in Muzan's direction. At this point, what kind of trouble could you possibly cause?
The huge hill was trembling slightly, as if it were shaking.
“He’s a monster…” Tanjiro’s eyes were serious.
Was it that the weight of the crowd was too light, or that Muzan was too terrifying, or that his strong will to survive made him struggle even with his hands and feet nailed down and dozens of people pressing him to the ground?
Even Yuko couldn't help but sigh, this guy really wanted to live.
If it were her, being pressed down like that, so disheveled and miserable, she'd probably want to die.
Come to think of it, if she hadn't overcome the challenges of sunlight beforehand, her mental capacity would probably still be a weakness.
Although Yuko was startled, she unconsciously relaxed.
Because the sunlight has already shone through.
The morning sunlight streamed through the gaps in the crowd, and the sliver of light that was barely warm when it shone on Muzan produced a terrifying sound.
"Ahhh!!" The back, illuminated by the morning sun, melted like spring snow, and the people pressing down on Muzan could clearly feel Muzan's body disappearing bit by bit.
Although the speed is still a bit slow, it should be able to dissolve it all in just a few minutes.
Although it might be better to get up and move aside to let the sunlight pour in completely, that could also give Muzan a chance to survive. Therefore, everyone would rather the sunlight kill Muzan more slowly than risk him escaping.
“Damn it! Damn it!!!”
A surge of excitement rose in everyone's hearts. They pressed Muzan down, waiting for him to die, remaining unmoved no matter how much Muzan cursed them.
Just kidding, this guy deserves it, even being torn to pieces wouldn't be too much.
"Go to hell, Muzan Kibutsuji!"
The voices of the crowd pressed down on Muzan like a mountain. Muzan's face was contorted into a ferocious, undead expression, and his desire to survive had made him unable to hear the voices of the crowd.
Survive.
He had to survive.
He had to overcome the sunlight to survive.
As he lay dying, Muzan's entire life involuntarily flashed through his mind.
From birth, he was not considered likely to survive...
He just wanted to survive...
Do not……
it's not finished yet……
He's not dead yet!
"Ah!!" Muzan suddenly broke free from his memories and struggled again. His tenacious will in his death throes shocked everyone present.
A monster, a true monster.
It's hard to imagine that someone could possess such willpower.
However... this does not mean that Muzan can live with a clear conscience.
Go to hell and repent for the sins of harming people.
But whether it was just people's imagination or not, it seemed like... Muzan's melting speed had slowed down.
No, no, how could that be?
It's probably because of the rising sun, and the fact that so many of them are blocking the sunlight, so it's normal that they're a bit slower.
While everyone was thinking this, something was quietly happening inside Muzan's body.
First, in a place unseen by the crowd, Muzan's flesh, embedded with Himejima Gyomei's crimson blade, was rapidly recovering despite the blade's suppression.
Muzan's will gradually returned, and his ferocious expression transformed into ecstatic joy.
It worked! ! !
He succeeded!!!
He overcame the sun!
That piece of bone actually helped him overcome the effects of sunlight.
……
Perhaps even Yuko subconsciously forgot that a portion of her flesh and blood was actually obtained by Muzan.
It was in the sword-forging village that she was almost dragged into the Infinity Castle by Kokushibo.