Endless Battlefield: Starting from Night City to Create a Vest

"Yeah...if I could have been stronger and faster at that time, maybe...that endgame wouldn't have happened." Thinking of this, he looked in a certain direction.

There, he could vaguely feel a presence.

If nothing unexpected happens, it must be the ghost mother.

But he was not very clear why the ghost mother didn't come to find him or kill him.

He has been confused in the past two years. Has she found herself again, but is too ashamed to face it?

And he...if nothing unexpected happens, he will choose to go there. Purpose?

I just simply want to give the other person some relief.

Carrying the lives of tens of thousands of people, the pressure and distress are unimaginable.

Besides, there is a soul in this world.

You can imagine that feeling.

"Namo...what are your plans for the future?" After Beimingyu finished expressing his feelings, he asked Wu Guang questions.

"I'm still alive, what else can I do? Besides, I'm not a real ghost, and I don't need to eat humans. At most, I just need to drink some blood. And my physique is still there. Even if I don't drink human blood, I can still eat ghosts." Wu Guang said indifferently.

Beimingyu thought about it and finally murmured a Buddhist name and stopped talking.

"Okay, I know you want to comfort me in your own way, but I haven't been sleeping all these two years without knowing anything about the outside world."

"The country is ruined, and Muzan Kibutsuji has retreated into hiding, right?"

"Yes."

"Isn't this a good thing? The common people are free from the harassment of ghosts and can live and work in peace."

"But the hidden danger still exists, it's just that it is buried deeper and more difficult to find." Beimingyu held a negative attitude.

After all, the Blood Mist Town incident was the result of repeated delays, even though the Demon Slayer Corps had developed a vaccine and even relocated 20,000 people from the entire town.

But the result was the sudden death of tens of thousands of people.

So Beimingyu doesn't think this is a good thing.

Wu Guang was silent.

But what can we do about it?

Muzan Kibutsuji is a very timid guy. He will never take action if he can avoid it, and he will never leave the Infinite Castle if he can avoid it.

Even if they come out, they probably won’t show their true faces to others. They will mostly be children, women, or even the elderly.

It's so hard to find him.

Unless... you find the blue spider lily.

There must be enough bait to attract the other party. In the original work, it was the appearance of Nezuko, the demon who overcame the sun, that gave Muzan an irresistible reason.

It is also his obsession.

You can't just go and kill Nezuko's family now and turn her into a ghost, right?

That's too weird!

Anyway, Wu Guang would not do that.

"In fact, you have another way to become stronger, and the improvement is unimaginable."

"Namo...If I become a ghost, I'd better give up. I want to live as a human being." Beimingyu shook his head.

Wu Guang rolled his eyes and said, "I am an incomplete ghost myself, how can I turn you into a ghost? What are you thinking!"

"Stripes, Red Blade, Transparent World, have you heard of these three?"

Beimingyu shook his head instinctively but then fell into deep thought, and said thoughtfully: "I seem to have heard from the lord that the Demon Slayer Corps was discontinued for a long period of time and lost a lot. These things you mentioned...could they be the lost things?"

"Yes."

Wu Guang briefly explained these three things.

"How did you know?"

Wu Guang spread his hands and said, "During the past two years of deep sleep, some inexplicable images have always entered my mind. But if nothing unexpected happens, it should be the memory of Muzan Kibutsuji. A swordsman with stripes on his head, holding a sword with a red blade, chopped Muzan Kibutsuji so hard that he had to self-destruct and split into 1,800 pieces. In the end, only about 300 pieces were left, and he barely managed to escape successfully."

"Hiss...monster." Beimingyu sighed.

Both.

One could explode into 1,800 pieces of flesh, and the other could chop a thousand knives in an instant, almost chopping the pervert to death.

Both sides are simply inhuman.

"You may not be able to see it, but there are already stripes on my neck. As for the red sword and the transparent world, I haven't mastered them yet, but I should be close." Wu Guang then explained the principle.

"Body temperature of thirty-nine degrees, heart rate of two hundred beats per minute, extremely strong grip? And focusing the power on the eyes?"

Beimingyu asked doubtfully.

"Yes, and the transparent world has nothing to do with vision. Even if you can't see, you can still feel it."

"Is that so?" Beimingyu's originally gloomy and depressed aura disappeared instantly, and he looked eager to try.

There is still such a lot of room for improvement, which makes him want to improve himself as much as possible.

"But I have to say that once the markings are activated, you are doomed to live no longer than 25 years old. Although you are already over 25, you are doomed to have a short life after the markings are activated. You may not live more than two years."

"The Buddha said, if I don't go to hell, who will?" Beimingyu left.

Leaving behind a determined back.

Wu Guang shook his head with amusement.

He stretched, stood up and prepared to go back to the butterfly house.

The exercise tonight is enough. The next step is to go back to meditation and control how to control the body to transform into a ghost.

Of course, the most important thing to consider is how to lure out the old fox Muzan.

As soon as he returned to the house, Wu Guang smelled a pleasant smell.

This made Wu Guang stunned, and his body's instinct drove him to walk towards the source of the fragrance.

Unconsciously, Wu Guang felt hungry.

"This is?"

Wu Guang followed his senses and came to the source of the fragrance.

It was Aunt Meiya... She was washing clothes in the room at the moment. When she saw Wu Guang coming, she smiled gently. At the same time, she noticed that Wu Guang's clothes were tattered, as if he had just crawled out of a refugee camp.

"Where have you been? Your clothes are all torn and there's a big hole on your shoulder. Come and take them off. Auntie will fix them for you." Mei Ya said as she walked forward to take off Wu Guang's clothes.

But what he got in return was Wu Guang's scarlet eyes, like an evil ghost who was ready to devour anyone.

"You...Wu Guang?" Mei Ya felt frightened for some reason, and her body trembled unconsciously and she stepped back.

After swallowing his saliva, Wu Guang looked away.

"Sorry, Aunt Meiya, I'm a little hungry after the battle..."

Meiya looked at Wu Guang like this and suddenly remembered everything that happened during the meal and Wu Guang's sleep in the past two years.

After so many years in Butterfly House and considering the current situation, Meiya understood.

His still shaking body stopped shaking and he just patted his chest.

"What? I thought you were going to eat me, your aunt. You want to drink my blood, right?"

"Um.."

"bring it on."

As she said this, Mei Ya showed her arm. This was how she saw Wu Guang biting her daughter before, so she simply followed suit and stretched out her arm.

"Don't drink too much."

"..."

Wu Guang sighed deeply. He finally understood why ghosts were so obsessed with rare blood.

The smell was so fragrant that even he, a half-ghost, could smell the tempting aroma, let alone those ordinary ghosts without brains?

Thinking of this, he lightly bit the other person's arm.

He is hesitating whether to use vampire magic? It should be okay to just move it a little bit, right? I'll just rub it..