Endless Battlefield: Starting from Night City to Create a Vest

In the mountain village.

A plain, unremarkable peasant woman with obvious wrinkles on her face and a few white hairs mixed in with the black hair.

The hands are also a little rough.

No matter from which angle you look at it, this is an old woman in her fifties or sixties, who is adding firewood to the room.

There was a baby on the bed next to him, with hazy eyes and sucking his fingers.

His eyes were clear and confused.

But at this moment, the young-looking Muzan stood at the door, looking at the slightly old woman inside with frowned eyes.

"Ziji, you have really fallen into depravity."

The woman looked at the young version of Muzan blankly, her eyes full of confusion.

"Little boy, whose child are you? Why are you here so late?" Although the woman didn't understand why the boy said those words, she still spoke with a kind face.

However, what answered her was a huge hand with countless sharp teeth and eyes.

"what!!"

A panicked and confused sound came out of the woman's mouth.

But the next moment, all that was left of her was a pool of blood.

When the weak baby nearby saw this scene, his eyes were still clear and misty, and he looked confused.

Wuzan frowned.

That’s right, the real Ziji is the baby in swaddling clothes.

But looking at her like this now, Muzan doesn't understand.

Pretending to be someone else is understandable, and he even did it, but why disguise herself as a baby like this? What is her purpose?

"Aaaah..." The baby was dazed, waving his chubby little hands around, as if he remembered something, and waved with some disgust, trying to move away from the other person with his little body.

Wuzan looked at the weak baby in front of him and frowned even more tightly.

Pointless behavior annoyed him.

Instinctively, he wanted to sense what Yukiruo Shiki was thinking.

But then I remembered that the other party was out of my control.

"Since you don't plan to say anything, then so be it." As he spoke, a sharp nail popped out from the huge fleshy arm.

It stabbed the baby directly.

If it's out of control, just inject more ghost blood.

And since the other party wants to get rid of his control, he will naturally resist.

However, the spikes pierced directly into the baby's back, and purple lines instantly covered the baby's entire body.

The baby cried out in pain.

But that's all.

It was as if the child in front of me was really an ordinary child.

With blood injection.

A baby is still a baby, nothing has changed.

No further changes occurred.

Just cry there.

In the end, Muzan stopped the injection because he had already injected a lethal dose, but this baby was like a bottomless pit, no matter how much he injected, she would take it all.

What's happening here?

I tried to sense it, but still felt nothing.

His blood was completely swallowed up by the baby in front of him, leaving nothing behind.

This was the first time that Wuzan felt confused.

"Come out by yourself!"

boom..

The cabin exploded instantly, and the baby was split into four pieces instantly.

The baby's voice also stopped abruptly.

As if he was really dead.

If Muzan didn't know the tremendous vitality coming out of the baby in front of him, he might have really believed it.

Meat Pillar's hand picked up the piece of meat.

Shaken.

But everything seemed to be losing its vitality.

The veins on Wuzan's forehead were bulging.

"Do you really think I dare not kill you?"

The boy's image gradually couldn't hold back because of Muzan's anger, and his whole body was rising little by little.

Soon the boy turned into an adult man with black hair and red eyes, and his facial features looked slightly weird.

"Great! Ignore what I say."

The giant hand turned into a giant mouth and swallowed the baby on the ground in one gulp. Even the sound of chewing could be heard from the mouth of the giant hand.

But after eating, Muzan saw that the giant arm he had created began to turn purple gradually, and drops of blood oozed from its surface.

Finally it drips down bit by bit.

"not good!"

Wu Zanhao cut off his giant hand without hesitation.

A huge hand fell to the ground, creating bursts of white smoke.

The moment he cut off the arm, the entire giant arm began to decay and darken.

In less than a moment, it turned into a pool of blood.

The pool of blood was still slowly squirming and changing shape, and finally it turned into a naked baby again. After the blood and flesh formed the baby, the baby started crying loudly, as if it was a new life that had just been born.

Muzan's broken arm has now recovered, except that his arm is missing a sleeve.

Wuzan frowned. What was going on?

My own body has been corroded and taken over?

How could a ghost do that? How did she do it?

How can she do that?

Six whip tubes instantly appeared at his side, and countless tentacles that produced sonic booms lashed forward. In just a moment, the ground cracked, and the surroundings seemed to have been rotated in a meat grinder, dilapidated and disordered.

The baby, who was the focus of attention, was naturally turned into countless blood mists.

However, the blood mist and blood stains slowly reorganized and eventually formed a crying baby again.

This left Wuzan speechless.

Is this awkward?

Why did it turn out like this?

How did she do it?

Three questions in a row appeared in Muzan's mind, and his eyes showed confusion and bewilderment.

Of course I can't eat it.

After being beaten into a bloody mist, this guy was able to slowly and steadily gather and regenerate.

Beat it into dust directly?

He was turned into a bloody mist. You know, if an upper-rank demon was turned into a bloody mist in an instant, he would also die, after all, his cells are no longer connected.

Even if he died now, at most he would be split into three thousand pieces of flesh.

He could no longer control these organizations.

Three thousand yuan is his current limit.

However, this guy in front of me was beaten into a bloody mist and was able to recover without any problem?

Doesn't this mean that only sunlight can kill this guy?

But he is not a swordsman who can slay demons, so he cannot wait until daytime. Of course, given the opponent's current condition, he could probably tie this guy up with a rope and hang him at the highest point, waiting for the sunlight.

He did it as soon as he thought of it. Muzan's hand instantly turned into a meat rope to tie up the baby, and then dropped it on a tree branch. He also cut down the surrounding trees so that the sunlight could shine on the other party in the greatest range.

During this time, the baby could only cry and try to pry the meat rope open with its tiny claws, but no matter how strong the child was, he could not pry open the meat rope that could be restored.

The sound of children crying echoed through the forest.

In the night, the sound was so creepy.

And standing below was Wucan, his eyes showing neither joy nor sadness.

He wanted to see how long this guy would continue to act crazy and stupid.

Time passes slowly and the sun is about to rise.

The child's crying continued, but it was instinctive and the child wanted to stay away.

However, the meat rope trapped the child tightly.

But in the next moment, these flesh ropes gradually turned purple, and traces of blood emanated from them. Eventually, the flesh ropes rotted and turned into blood, and the blood seemed to have spirituality and was slowly absorbed into the baby girl's body.

Seeing this purpose, Wuzan was speechless.

He was certain of one thing, that Yukiruka Murasaki was definitely capable of dissolving him into a human body, but the problem was that this guy seemed... really stupid.