Endless Battlefield: Starting from Night City to Create a Vest

The broken flesh was like a fountain, and purple blood was gushing out, and the blood soon turned into blood mist.

This is the ability of the ghost mother.

Wu Guang's blood ghost magic had long since turned into the shape of the ghost mother. After all, ever since he became a ghost, he had been absorbing the blood mist created by the ghost mother all the time.

This also caused Wu Guang's blood demon magic to take this shape.

And this purple blood was not injected by Wu Guang, but invaded by the demon mother after she was eaten by Muzan when she was in the infant state. Blood is something that is difficult to detect changes in.

Even if it is Muzan, it is the same.

This is also the backup plan that the Ghost Mother left for Wu Guang.

It exploded instantly at this moment.

Muzan's minced meat looked like dried bacon, without a single drop of blood in it.

If it were a normal situation, Muzan could replenish his blood instantly with his powerful recovery ability.

But now his vital parts were shattered and his body was in pieces. It could be said that he was deader than dead.

However, the thousand-year-old ghost cannot be killed easily.

It is even said that even though Muzan was hit by a missile and his body turned into minced meat or even carbonized, he was still able to recover, but the recovery was a little slow.

In the original work, the middle-class owner of the house used the lives of his entire family to drag Muzan to be buried with him. The amount of explosives was no less than a missile bombing the ground.

But Muzan still survived. A normal demon, even an upper-rank demon, would die if he was hit like that.

After all, cells are carbonized and shattered in an instant, and even the strongest recovery ability will lead to immediate death.

Although he has no mouth, Muzan still gave a creepy smile.

"Very good! You did a great job. I didn't expect that I would feel the crisis of death again after so many years." Wuzan's voice was cold, and the scattered flesh was wriggling.

It was at this moment that a purple butterfly flashed by.

Shinobu Kocho took action.

Countless medicines were injected into these flying pieces of flesh.

In just a moment, the chaotically squirming mass of flesh seemed to be stuck.

"Wisteria? This kind of thing..."

"No, these are incredible supplements. For humans, they are special potions that speed up recovery and even regenerate severed limbs." Shinobu Kocho explained with a smile.

And there is no miserable silence.

He knew this drug, the one that the military had studied.

As if she knew what Muzan was thinking, Shinobu Kocho continued to explain with a smile: "This is different from the military's. It is a hundred times more concentrated. Even if a person only has one arm left, he will be reborn as a complete person in an instant after the injection."

“?” Wuzan was confused.

If what Shinobu Kocho said is true, then this would actually be a tonic for Muzan.

After all, what the military is researching is actually a degradation inhibitor drug, but if the concentration is a hundred times, it is not degradation and inhibition, it is equivalent to injecting a ghost-transforming drug into people!

Is this woman helping him?

However, seeing the look on Wu Guang and the other pillars' faces as they watched the show, Muzan understood clearly that this was simply impossible.

He was a little confused, but the next moment, a tremendous amount of vitality burst out from his body.

The blood that had been drained was replenished at this moment, and the originally fragmented body was instantly reassembled.

In just a moment, Muzan returned to a complete human form.

He looked at his hands in disbelief. He felt that he had never felt so light and energetic.

Just as he was about to laugh out loud, he saw his body begin to swell uncontrollably.

"It is definitely a great tonic for humans, but for ghosts, it is too much." Shinobu Kocho said the next sentence with a smile.

Poison can be cured, but it is different to replenish it. Even if it can be cured, the price to pay is a bit high.

For example, right now, this tonic can indeed solve the problem, and we just need to consume the excess vitality.

What if we use the power of ghosts to forcibly contain it?

That would be interesting.

Suppressing your own ability to recover would mean committing suicide.

Once the effect of the drug wears off, Wuzhanke will collapse and die due to his own inhibitions.

So this is a poison with no antidote.

But at the same time, Muzan's recovery ability will increase exponentially during this period.

But this was already within Wu Guang's expectations.

The two knives in his hands flashed continuously, and streams of purple blood were injected.

Wu Guang not only drained Muzan's blood, but even injected his own ghost blood into his body.

At the same time, the other pillars did not hesitate and pushed back.

Because it could be terrible afterwards.

Muzan bit his lip, a trace of blood flowed from the corner of his mouth, and some blood even overflowed from his eye sockets.

"This is more than just recovery..." Muzan is trying his best to suppress his body at this moment. He was trying hard to let his body recover just now, but now he wants his body not to recover.

Even steel would have difficulty withstanding such repeated crushing, let alone flesh and blood. Moreover, the degree of repetition is comparable to that of a small electric motor.

Running up and down endlessly.

At this moment, there seemed to be a tug-of-war inside Muzan's body.

On the one hand, the internal body is growing madly and infinitely, while on the other hand, the flesh and blood is eliminating the excess flesh.

As a result, it seems as if there is an unknown creature wandering around in Muzan's body, swelling up and disappearing.

I have to describe it.

Originally Muzan had one million HP, and recovered one million HP per second. Now it has ten million, and it is still out of control.

However, energy is an equal exchange. Although he is recovering, he is actually overdrawing his vitality to recover. Although Muzan's vitality is extremely huge, he may not die even if he does not eat or drink for ten thousand years.

This overdrawn vitality is no problem at all.

However, if he allowed his vitality to be overdrawn, his solid foundation would be exhausted. Although he could take advantage of the explosive recovery ability now to deal with these annoying flies, Muzan felt that if he really did that, it would be difficult to suppress the vitality that was bursting out of his body.

After all, my body is still small and the valve opening is small.

If the Demon Slayer Corps is dealt with, his valve will be expanded to about ten, and it will be more difficult to control it at that time.

Besides, in his current state, the Demon Slayer Corps cannot kill him even if they bring a nuclear bomb.

Shinobu Kocho stood behind Wu Guang and poked her head out: "Of course there's more than one. I injected no less than six kinds of drugs into your body. Do you think I injected so many drugs just for fun?"

"!" Muzan was unable to speak. He was afraid that if he opened his mouth, blood would spurt out uncontrollably.

"Let me count. One shot of enhanced recovery, one shot of powerful analgesia, one shot of human transformation, one shot of growth hormone. Oh, yes, there is also a shot of stimulant, and... forget it, there are other things anyway, but they are all tonics and good for you." Shinobu Kocho said with a smile.

At this moment, Wuzan just wanted to think MMP.

No wonder he felt a little numb when he was controlling it, and no matter how strong the recovery was, there was a limit. After all, the blood bar was full, and it was useless to recover. However, the injection of growth hormone allowed the recovery to find an outlet, and it could not be held back. The key was that there were stimulants to make the blood flow quickly in the body.

He is now trying to resolve them one by one.

But these drugs were like chains mixed together, and he could only pull them out one by one. Should he tear them apart violently? He could, but the price he paid was that his powerful recovery ability as a ghost would be completely destroyed.

And Muzan seemed to be aware of something. He looked at Wu Guang. The other party seemed to know that he could self-destruct, so he arranged supplements to prevent him from splitting and self-destructing his body. If he was forced to split and self-destruct, the end result would be that each piece of his flesh would regenerate into a new self.

Become stronger, create clones and rush forward to kill?

No, it's just a weakening. No matter how strong a person is, if he is split into countless pieces, using a numerical analogy, Muzan has a thousand energy points.

But it was divided into three thousand parts.

That clone is only 0. Infinite loop.

He might actually die this way.