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

The two of them were in a mess.

"Stop, Purgatory, let's talk it over."

The ghost king in a black windbreaker and the founder in gorgeous clothes came together.

At this moment, Muzan, who came in person, was surrounded by white mist, and was quickly decomposing the wisteria flower poison, which was very majestic.

"Purgatory, do you think I still have a chance to say those things before?"

Ignoring Muzan who was trying to negotiate, Lin Heng completely injected the potion into Nezuko's body, and then the Sun Wheel Sword slowly rose.

"Go to hell, Muzan."

Bang——!

Without any hesitation, the brilliant final scene and Kagutsuchi were instantly activated, and Lin Heng attacked Muzan with the fire of Purgatory.

Only the three pillars of rock and Feng Shui and the three little ones were left behind to guard Nezuko who was injecting the medicine.

Seeing that the negotiation failed as expected, Muzan did not panic at all, and calmly released the armor.

"Armor deployment!"

A large amount of armor spread out from the body and condensed into a hard demon heart on the surface.

This time, Muzan was well prepared, and the amount of armor stored was extremely huge, more than twice that of the time in Kumotori Mountain.

Standing firmly in the armor, the thick barrier gave Muzan some sense of security.

"Douma, quickly launch an attack and attract all the attention of others."

"Yes, Lord Muzan."

Knowing that this trip was a life-and-death struggle, Douma also made great efforts to save his life.

"Blood Demon Art: Neither Thought nor Non-Thought Heaven!"

Fine snow fell in the empty courtyard, and Douma directly turned on the turret mage mode, and huge ice sculptures quickly solidified.

"I'm waiting for you, white-haired bastard!"

Fuzugawa Shiya glared, and the red sword swung out multiple tornado-shaped spiral wind blades. The scattered tornadoes rushed into the sky and blew away the snow all over the sky.

Breathing of the wind, Seventh Form, Strong Wind·Tengu Wind!

"Breathing of water, Tenth Form, Flowing forever."

The endless torrent turned into a water dragon and wrapped around the blade. Giyuu stepped on the steps of Liuliuwu, leaving several afterimages in the field, and solved all the ice men in an instant.

Without giving the enemy a chance, Inosuke's figure appeared like a ghost. He was as fearless and fierce as a beast wielding two swords.

"Zhu Tu Mengjin, Zhu Tu Mengjin! White-haired bastard, send you to hell to repent!"

Without time to breathe, Douma immediately condensed the ice crystal clone to block the attacking Inosuke, and a look of surprise flashed in his colorful eyes.

They have become stronger, and they have also developed special tactics for themselves during this period!

But no matter what, they must contain the swordsmen who protect Nezuko, because Lord Muzan's threat is more deadly!

Douma made up his mind, and just when he wanted to use the same trick again, the extremely heavy meteor hammer and broad axe fell from the sky, accurately smashing half of Douma's body.

Rock Breathing, Type One, Serpentine Rock Bipolar!

The strongest man in the Demon Slayer Corps, Rock Pillar, Gyoumei, finally made a move at this moment, moving like thunder!

Although Douma still had a smile on his face, he was already suffering under this all-round suppression.

However, he was destined to not get help, because the situation of the boss was no less than this.

"Flame Tiger, Flame Tiger, Flame Tiger!"

The black and gold tiger roared, destroying the armor outside Muzan layer by layer. The demon king had no power to fight back in front of Lin Heng's fierce attack.

The fire of purgatory burned fiercely. Even if Muzan's body absorbed a large amount of Kagaku, it was only a matter of time before it was broken.

Hold on a little longer, until that time.

In the heart of Kagaku, Muzan slowly closed his eyes.

"Master Muzan, save me!"

Besieged by the crowd, Douma finally couldn't hold on and cried out.

Fuzugawa Shiya used the wide range of wind breathing to blow away the Kagaku, and Giyuu was responsible for clearing the constructed ice sculptures. The two attacks of the rock pillars had already smashed most of his body.

Only Douma himself knew best - he definitely couldn't hold on for the next hammer!

Run, run now!

In front of the shadow of death, Douma went against the will of Muzan in his mind, turned around and left without hesitation.

The expected blame and pain did not come, Douma was happy, and his signature smile returned to his face.

Although I don't know why, it seems that Master Muzan didn't notice this side.

"Don't even think about running away, you white-haired bastard. Stay and atone for my mother's sin!"

An angry roar sounded, and Inosuke, who was chasing him relentlessly, jumped into the air and threw two knives with force.

The high-speed rotating blades brought a strong impact to the boy.

Douma staggered.

"Breath of the Beast, a sudden thought of Explosive Throw and Split Slash!"

Although he was caught off guard, Douma stood up and even had the mood to turn around and laugh.

"It's useless, you can't stop me."

Just as he was about to escape from the courtyard, Douma's body froze strangely, and suddenly collapsed like mud.

"What's going on? What's wrong with my body?"

It's obviously not the red sword, and the self-healing ability that Upper Rank Two is proud of is useless at this moment.

The Sun Blade behind him is poisonous. Although Douma is aware of this, he can't pull it out of his body.

Dragging his gradually festering body, Douma moved forward little by little, but a figure fell from the sky and blocked his way.

"The poison of wisteria flowers plus the human transformation potion, it tastes pretty good, bastard.

This is Shinobu and Kanae's counterattack. Go to hell and repent for the sins you have committed, Douma!"

Fuzugawa Shiya held the knife in both hands, stabbed Douma from the back, and cut towards the neck bit by bit.

"It seems that my life is over."

The colorful eyes lost their brilliance, and Douma's head gradually turned into black smoke and dissipated in the extreme pain of the flesh.

"Rest in peace, Kanae."

With a sigh, Fuzugawa Shiya retracted the red knife and turned to look at the battlefield in the center.

The five-meter-thick armored heart has been pierced by the purgatory fire.

The red knife penetrated the last layer of armor, and Lin Heng, wearing the flame robe, grabbed Muzan's neck and threw him in front of everyone.

Looking at Muzan with his eyes closed, giving up the struggle and waiting to be killed, Lin Heng's brows frowned slightly.

"Kibutsuji Muzan, what tricks do you have at this point?"

Lin Heng was not afraid of Muzan's desperate fight, but it was a bit strange that he won so easily.

Super perception swept back and forth across the body of the ghost king, and a subtle sense of disharmony rose in Lin Heng's heart.

Muzan, who had been closing his eyes, suddenly opened his eyes and his tone became calm again.

"Hehehe...

What's wrong, why don't you do it, Rengoku, what are you hesitating about..."

Swoosh--

Under the astonished eyes of everyone, Muzan, who had failed to show off, was beheaded with a clean and sharp knife.

"Why waste words with such a bastard, teacher."

Fuzuikawa Shiya sheathed his knife with a defiant tone.

"Give him a knife and he will be obedient."

The flying head rolled in front of Nezuko, and Muzan shook his head slowly at Tamayo.

"Don't look at me with such hatred. After all, I gave you eternal life.

I really underestimated you before, which led to the current predicament."

The head decapitated by the red sword quickly turned into ashes, and Muzan's life was like a candle in the wind.

"Although I don't want to admit it, it is true now..."

The last words of the ghost king are no longer traceable, because his head has finally completely dissipated.

Seeing that the culprit was finally executed, everyone was in a trance for a moment, and then an indescribable ecstasy swept through the body-

We won!

Zenitsu jumped up excitedly and cheered.

"We won! Everyone!"

No, that's not right!

Lin Heng, who had been staring at Muzan's body, turned back suddenly, and at this moment he finally realized what was wrong.

"Get out of the way, Nezuko--"

However, Muzan's previous performance still worked, and the key reminder was a step late.

"I'm the winner, bugs!"

Accompanied by Muzan's extremely cold voice--

The ground beneath Nezuko's feet suddenly collapsed!

(Douma needs to be settled by the three people who have grievances with him)

(Many people have guessed the part from chapter 57 to chapter 61, which is Muzan's final means of not fearing death. You can also read the story he told when he first met Tanjiro.)