Demon Slayer: I will play the ancestor of the Flame Pillar

The battle was over, and the battle was over.

"Breath of Fire, Secret, Nine Forms, Purgatory!"

Kyojuro shouted, and the blazing flames turned into a ferocious dragon and flew out, instantly breaking through the layers of shadow barriers.

The untouchable twisted shadows were completely burned by the fire of Purgatory.

The War Wolf and the Angry Flame Dragon crossed each other, and the dazzling flames pierced through the darkness.

After staggering a few steps, Kyojuro, who was seriously injured and lost too much blood, fell to the ground.

Behind him, the shadow werewolf transformed by Peilang stood still.

The winner was decided.

No blood flowed out, but the hideous and terrifying head of the shadow werewolf gradually slid off.

The sound of relief came from Peilang.

"Renju, no, Kyojuro, is really an excellent swordsman."

Boom.

Peilang's head rolled down, and the werewolf body gradually turned into black smoke and disintegrated.

In the distance, Mitsuri, who had just dealt with Shadow Wolf, ran over non-stop to help Kyojuro up.

"Wow, that's great, Kyojuro, how do you feel now? Nin's medical team will be here soon, hold on."

Mitsuri held Kyojuro's tired and seriously injured body and kept cheering him up.

"You have done it. You have successfully defeated Kigetsu and proved yourself. Next, you can succeed the Flame Pillar, so please hold on."

Kyojuro waved his hand with some difficulty.

"There is nothing wrong with my body. Compared to this, how are everyone now, and how are the citizens?"

Mitsuri said with tears in her eyes.

"Thanks to you and Mr. Rengoku, we had no casualties except for the initial explosion."

"The Demon Slayer Corps has defused all the bombs, and the citizens are safe. Woohoo, we won."

"Really? That's good."

With a pale smile, Kyojuro grabbed Mitsuri's hand and forced himself to stand up.

"The most important thing now is to rush over there and help Master Rengoku Bishamonten fight together."

Ignoring the wounds on his body, Kyojuro gritted his teeth and continued to persevere.

"It's dangerous to face Upper String Three alone. I have to go over to support him as soon as possible..."

Kyojuro, who had lost too much blood, could no longer hold on and collapsed on Mitsuri and fainted.

"Kyojuro, Kyojuro, cheer up, hold on, I'll take you to the medical team..."

Mitsuri carried the seriously injured Kyojuro on her back, jumped onto the roof in a few steps, and shuttled back and forth on it.

The place where Lin Heng and Akaza were fighting was too far from Tokyo, and the scale of the battle between the two was not something she could intervene in.

For Kanroji Mitsuri herself, the most urgent task now was to heal Kyojuro.

Damn it!

If I could be stronger, Kyojuro wouldn't be so seriously injured, and I could help against the upper rank.

Gritting her teeth, Mitsuri looked back at Lin Heng's direction while speeding, praying silently in her heart.

Please come back safely, God.

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Mitsuri prayed to the heavens, and the one who responded to her was Lin Heng who knocked Akaza down.

Touching his chin, the swordsman under the black cloak relaxed his body.

"I'm curious. You asked this question as the first thing after breaking through the limit. I thought you would choose to continue fighting regardless."

"But if we compare the two of them, of course Kyojuro is stronger."

"Although Peilang has the bonus of kagune, I still favor Kyojuro. After all, he has the blood of the Purgatory Clan, and he is still stronger in close combat."

Akosa, who was sitting on the ground, smiled and shook his head to express his denial.

"Really? Then I am more optimistic about Peilang. Although that guy uses external objects, he finally finds the original intention of a warrior."

Holding his hands behind his head, Akosa indicated that he had no desire to attack.

"I have thought about continuing to fight, but it is meaningless to continue struggling now. Even if the limit is broken, the damage caused by your red knife to me is still difficult to recover."

The Douzhigui, who has always been competitive, now looks calm.

"Anyway, if we continue to fight, I will still die when the sun rises. I have indeed lost this battle."

Lin Heng highly praised Akaza's sincere attitude and said with a warm smile.

"That's right, I think you can understand. If you dare to move again, I will cut off your hands and feet, and then tie you up and throw you under the sun for three days and three nights."

You seem to be talking about something scary in a serious manner.

Akaza pulled the corner of his mouth, and I don't seem to be able to hold on at all

To three days and three nights.

Lin Heng was surprised again.

"But I was a little surprised that you could admit defeat so generously and not be obsessed with fighting. You seem to be a little less like a ghost."

Ignoring Lin Heng's violent words and blatant threats, Akaza answered seriously.

"Not like a ghost, but like a human? Before I grew a head, my mind was full of fighting, but now I'm calm."

After a pause, he added.

"I seem to have forgotten a lot of things, which may be more important than fighting."

Is that so? Thinking of the emotional fluctuations captured by super perception just now, Lin Heng glanced sideways.

Perhaps at the moment of breaking through the limit, Akaza also experienced the characteristic of the demon world - the revolving lantern.

Now he is gradually regaining his lost humanity.

Hmm?

Lin Heng looked in the direction of Tokyo in the distance. In his super perception, a black dot was growing from small to large.

"It looks like the outcome has been decided. I won."

"You can sense it from such a long distance. Is this the power of God!?"

Akatsuka was surprised.

"It's just a trick. My partner brought the news of victory."

"Gu, Gugu."

Gugu flapped his wings and landed on Lin Heng's shoulder.

"Is God's partner an owl? You look alike. What a wonderful combination."

Akatsuka looked at the man and the bird and commented.

"Just think of it as you praising us. This little guy has a bad temper."

Lin Heng put away the Sun Wheel Sword, and the resurrected Akatsuka sat cross-legged on the ground like an old monk, without any desire to fight.

The confusion and bewilderment of the evil ghost in front of him were clearly conveyed in the super perception.

"Did you find that after breaking through the limit, Muzan's control over me seems to have decreased. Instead, two figures kept appearing in front of me. I seem to be very familiar with them."

Lin Heng nodded and motioned Akatsuka to continue.

"Bishamonten, you are special to me. Since I fought with you, I began to think about things I had never thought about before."

The thinking Akaza was not like a warrior, but more like a wise man.

"In the past, I was very keen on fighting, but what was the meaning of fighting? Now think about it, the hundreds of years of being a demon are like a dream."

Akaza looked at Lin Heng calmly and restrainedly.

"Why am I obsessed with becoming stronger and my desire to fight is so strong? Who is Komaji? Why is this name so familiar? What was I before I became a demon?"

"You don't seem surprised that I can break through the limit. If you are really the incarnation of God, can you please give me an answer?"

Lin Heng simply sat down cross-legged and pointed at Akaza with some amusement.

"You are such a curious boy, you want to know everything. Other ghosts may not be able to do it, but you have already broken the limit."

"Instead of asking others, it is better to seek the answer from yourself. You know, there are some things that can only be answered by yourself, Komaji."

"So. My name is, Komaji?"

Akatsuka lowered his head and remained silent for a while.

"You are right, seek the answer from yourself. Those two people are extremely important to me, and I am very sure of this."

He patted his head and kept searching for fragments in his memory, trying to find the forgotten precious things.

"So familiar, the man is strong and kind, the girl is beautiful, they are trying to persuade me to stop..."

Akatsuka's words were interrupted, and he suddenly covered his head and roared.

"Damn, it's so noisy, shut up, Muzan Kibutsuji."

Lin Heng raised his eyebrows, and his red-gold pupils widened, full of curiosity.

"Muzan? After breaking through the limit, he will still be affected. To what extent?"

"It's okay. Because his blood flows in my body, I can't escape in this life."

Akoza paid attention to answer Lin Heng's question.

"But at such a long distance, it's hard for him to completely control me. He can only keep buzzing like a fly in my mind."

Akoza closed his eyes and took a deep breath, concentrating his mind and forcibly suppressing Muzan's touch.

"Damn bastard, don't even think about controlling me again!"