A dimensional journey starting from the Dragon Clan

Chapter 419 Chapter 412. The gap between people

There were constant noisy sounds in the night-shrouded mountain forest.

Two figures were chasing each other rapidly through the woods.

"Why are you running away! Come back to me!"

Inosuke held up his two swords and chased while roaring.

"tread--"

The ghost running in front suddenly stepped on the ground hard, leaped high and climbed up a thick tree.

"..."

The atmosphere fell into silence for a while.

Inosuke was a little confused.

Did this guy hear his shouts and stop?

Obviously not.

The ghost hugged the tree trunk and trembled all over. The violent shaking even caused the whole tree to start shaking violently.

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"Asshole, do you think I can't do anything to you just because you're lying on a tree shivering?"

Inosuke looked at the burly figure in the tree with some irritation.

But just when he thought the ghost was shivering because of fear, something suddenly changed on the ghost.

The burly body wrapped in human skin suddenly swelled, and the skin was gradually broken, revealing its original appearance as if it was molting.

It still has the head of a spider and the body has a human shape, but the densely protruding spikes on the body look more penetrating than before. The swollen body was several times larger than before, and Inosuke, who was still relatively strong, stood in front of him like a weak baby.

After seeing the changes in this ghost, Inosuke suddenly froze on the spot, the hairs all over his body stood up, and he seemed to be extremely nervous.

The pressure brought by the size and strength made him feel a little suffocated. "It's too big, right? It's completely too much!"

Inosuke had never felt such a huge and clear sense of oppression from an enemy. Even though he was originally so aggressive, he lost the battle against this ghost for a while.

"It's over, I can't win, I'm dead..."

This is what Inosuke is thinking at the moment.

His instinct told him that the difference in strength was too great and he would die.

"Am I afraid?" Inosuke asked himself, "No, it's impossible, absolutely impossible!"

He shook his head, and the hot breath blew out from the nostrils of the boar hood.

"I was almost intimidated by your big guy!"

Two serrated Nichirin swords were swung wildly in the air, making a whistling sound.

After confirming that his body could still move freely, Inosuke suddenly felt that this didn't seem to be terrible.

The really scary thing is the man I met in the Wisteria House before, Tanjiro’s teacher!

He clearly remembered the feeling at that time. No matter how hard he tried, he couldn't move his body, and the man didn't even look at him.

Compared with that sense of oppression, this is nothing now! ?

"Come here! Trash!"

Inosuke took a stance and shouted loudly at the ghost in front of him.

"boom--"

As he wished, the ghost knocked him away with one punch.

The extremely fast attack speed meant that he didn't even have time to dodge. By the time he reacted, he had already flown backwards.

Inosuke's whole body hit the tree behind him, the sound of bones breaking could be heard clearly, and bright red blood spilled out from under his headgear.

"call--"

Before Inosuke could react to Ali, the wind of fists roared again.

Facing the fierce and rapid attacks, he could only jump hastily to avoid them.

The trees behind him had been violently cut down, and Inosuke jumped into the air at the critical moment. He jumped very high, and below him was the ghost's head.

The breath of the beast, the three teeth, bite and tear.

Inosuke, who was in mid-air, wised up quickly and locked onto the ghost's neck, striking it down with all his strength with his two swords.

"Click——"

Two crisp sounds sounded at the same time, and Inosuke was stunned.

Unexpectedly, even the neck, which is the weak point of this ghost, is so hard, even harder than his Nichirin sword.

He has never met such a strong ghost. His neck is as hard as steel, and ordinary swordsmen cannot deal with it.

"Is this the legendary 'Twelve Ghost Moons'?"

The moment the Nichirin sword broke, Inosuke realized that it was really over.

Before he landed, the ghost turned around and picked him up in his hands.

The evil spirit held Inosuke's neck mercilessly, and Inosuke struggled desperately while holding two broken knives tightly.

"I absolutely cannot die here."

His instinct made him burst out with great strength and stabbed the ghost's neck with the broken Nichirin sword.

"Hey——"

"Click——"

The sound of violent friction continued, and the sound of broken bones mixed with it could still be heard vaguely.

The friction sound was from the Nichirin sword cutting the ghost's neck, and the sound of bone crushing was from Inosuke's body.

Inosuke's Nichirin sword pierced the demon's neck, but only just.

The hard neck prevented his Nichirin Sword from moving at all, and he became weaker and weaker due to suffocation and severe pain.

"I'm sorry...I'm sorry, Inosuke..."

"Are you going to die?"

Because he was wearing a hood, no one could see Inosuke's expression at this moment, and even he himself didn't know what his expression looked like now.

Probably very embarrassed, right?

On the verge of death, a revolving door ran through his mind, and he even heard the call of a gentle voice.

He recalled all the people he had met, but still could not identify the person who called him.

"Who... why are you saying sorry?"

In confusion, Inosuke gradually loosened his hand from the handle of the knife.

One of the two broken Nichirin knives was still deeply embedded in the ghost's neck, while the other fell slowly because it failed to sink too deep.

The broken knife was spinning in the air, and the evil ghost was holding the boy's throat. The scene seemed to be frozen like this.

"Qiang."

Giyu Tomioka, who arrived just in time, pushed the blade with his thumb, and the Nichirin sword at his waist was unsheathed an inch.

But before he could take action, he suddenly paused.

The sound of the knife falling to the ground was not heard, but the sound of flesh and blood falling to the ground.

The headless and burly body dropped the arm holding Inosuke feebly, and Inosuke fell to the ground and coughed violently.

"what happened?"

This is a doubt shared by Inosuke and Tomioka Giyu.

Everything just happened so fast that they couldn't see it clearly.

It wasn't until the burly body slowly fell that they saw an old figure that was blocked.

It was an old man wearing a navy blue feather fabric.

Although he was wearing Teacher Rin Taki's clothes, Giyuu knew that this person was not Teacher Rin Taki, but someone whom both the lord and the teacher trusted immensely.

"So he looks like this?"

Looking at that old face, Yiyong was a little confused.

Doesn’t it mean that this gentleman must hide in the dark for the time being?

He still remembered what they all promised before the Nine Pillars received training - not to mention this man's name, not to reveal the reason for becoming stronger, and to take care of the boy named Tanjiro.

This time Giyuu and Butterfly Ninja came here precisely because Tanjiro might be in danger, so they were sent here by Uyashiki Yoya. But now why is this man who cannot show his face come here on his own?

I don’t understand, but Tomioka Giyuu is not someone who knows how to get to the bottom of things.

He just walked forward silently and inspected the injuries of the pig-headed boy in front of him with the man.

"I remember I healed your injury just a few days ago..."

Xuanhao looked at the seriously injured Inosuke and sighed.

"Forget it, just let the pain last for a while, so as not to lose your memory."

As he spoke, he threw down the broken half of the Nichirin sword and told Tomioka Giyuu to keep an eye on the pig's head, then turned and walked deeper into the woods.

"..."

Inosuke looked at the man's back in silence, and rarely became well-behaved.

"Is that man a monster?"

After being silent for a long time, Inosuke looked at the broken Nichirin sword on the ground and complained.

If he guessed correctly, the old man just used this knife to cut off the neck of the ghost in front of him.

It's obviously the same knife, but the difference is so big in the hands of different people.

As for why you have to guess?

Because he couldn't even see the old man's behavioral rules at all, and even sensed Bu Feng's movements.

Originally, Inosuke had absolute confidence in his 'touch', and there would be nothing he could not feel when passing by him, unless it was a ghost.

But today he saw it.

This man was so terrifying, maybe because of instinct, just thinking about it sent shivers down his spine.

"Um……"

Tomioka Yoshiyuki subconsciously nodded in agreement.

It was indeed a monster. At least they had never seen such a powerful human being. He clearly looked like a dying old man.

"..."

The atmosphere fell into silence again.

"Who are you?"

Inosuke suddenly stood up holding his neck and roared at Tomioka Giyu, "Don't make it look like I know you very well!"

"..."

Giyuu was stunned, "Yiyu Tomioka, Mizuho of the Demon Slayer Squad, you... are not an official member, are you?"

He looked puzzled at the pig-headed boy who was not even wearing the uniform as required.

"You need to take care of it! Get out of the way, I'm going to chase that guy!"

Saying that, Inosuke excitedly chased Xuanhao's back.

"It's not easy to meet such a powerful person again. I must let him teach me to become stronger this time!"

"..."

Tomioka Giyuu prepared the rope in silence.

He remembered that Mr. Xuanhao asked him to take care of the boy when he left, but the boy seemed to have ADHD. He was still moving around after being so seriously injured, so he should be tied up first...

"Hey, hey, hey! What are you doing!?" Inosuke struggled desperately, "Don't hinder me! That guy is so powerful, even Twelve Demon Moon is no match for him! I must ask him how he can become So strong!"

"..."

Tomioka Giyuu continued his movements speechlessly until he tied up Inosuke and hung him on a tree unable to move.

"Idiot, that's not Twelve Ghost Moon...but that person is indeed very strong..."

In this person's eyes, what do the Twelve Ghost Moons mean? Tomioka Yoshiyong slowly shook his head and stopped talking.

"!?!?!?"

"Hey, hey, put me down!"

After reacting, Inosuke looked at Tomioka Giyu who was standing aside in a daze and roared.

This person is also very strong! He couldn't realize how he was tied up! Are there so many monsters in the Demon Slayer Squad?

Tomioka Giyuu remained silent, and Inosuke stopped thinking.

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The white-haired female ghost who looked like a girl carefully hid in the woods.

She looked at the young man fighting with Lei not far away with a somewhat complicated expression on his face.

Although she is also a ghost, now she actually hopes that the human boy can win.

Unfortunately, this seems impossible. The human boy is rolling and crawling to avoid this tiring attack.

"After all, it is the Twelve Ghost Moon..."

The female ghost gritted her teeth gently, with a somewhat unwilling expression on her face.

The last quarter of the twelve ghost months is tiring.

He is the master of this mountain, and all the ghosts in the mountain are forced to play the hypocritical game of 'family' under his control.

The ghosts here are forced to cooperate because they are afraid of his power. They live a life of fear every day, and the slightest carelessness will result in endless torture.

"Is this the Twelve Ghost Moon hiding here?"

A calm voice sounded from her ears.

"Yes……"

"!?"

The female ghost answered subconsciously before suddenly reacting.

A chill hit her back, and she wanted to turn around, but found that her body didn't obey her orders at all.

A figure passed by her nonchalantly, its long pale hair brushing her eyes.

"Thank you for answering my question."

She heard the voice of thanks coming from in front of her, but she was not happy at all.

Because she found that her body was collapsing and dissipating.

At some point, her neck had been severed without anyone noticing.

"Are you going to die?"

Despair gradually spreads, but there is a hint of relief in the despair, because such death seems painless.

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Tanjiro tried his best to dodge.

But facing the real Twelve Ghost Moons, his strength still seems to be a bit lacking.

The silk thread in this ghost's hand is extremely sharp and will be instantly dismembered if touched, and the attack range is extremely large.

All he could do was keep dodging, and there was no way he could get close enough to cut off this ghost's neck!

Tanjiro knew that this was definitely not going to work.

Because ghosts don't feel tired like humans.

When his energy is exhausted, it's over! We must find a way to get close and cut off this ghost's neck!

But what to do?

Looking at the broken Nichirin sword in his hand, Tanjiro looked solemn.

He had nothing to do with these sharp and hard threads and could only continue to be consumed.

"What's wrong? Where were you so arrogant just now?"

Lei stared at the young man in front of him indifferently, and his right hand did not stop waving the silk thread.

"Aren't you clamoring to question my bond with my 'family'? But now you're in such a mess, it's really ridiculous."

"This has nothing to do with it at all!"

Tanjiro dodged the attack and retorted angrily, "What does the bond between family members have to do with strength? Are you escaping reality?"

"Damn boy!"

The expression on Tired's face became ferocious again, "Let me see how long you can keep your words!?"

As he spoke, he raised his other hand.

Until just now, he had planned to torture the boy for a while before killing him, but now he couldn't bear it anymore.

"go to hell!"

Dense threads like a spider web mercilessly shrouded Tanjiro.

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