Traveling with Indra

The bust of Susanoo was only about ten meters tall, but the armored figure looked like a furious King Kong. There was a familiar aura on the lightsaber, which was the thunder that had injured him just now.

There was no way to avoid it in this narrow barrier, and Muzan took the brutal blow head-on, and his eight bone whips broke into pieces, and even the bone whips hidden inside could not withstand it. His head was tilted, and he coughed up blood, his internal organs were in turmoil, and he was pushed to the brink of death for the second time in his life.

Being stared at by those scarlet eyes, staring at the three magatama slowly turning, Muzan's brain was trying hard to think of countermeasures. This man's eyes seemed to be able to see through everything, and his cold expression was intimidating without anger. Indra's existence was like a deterrent!

Muzan used all his bone whips to block the next blow, and felt the sharp burning sensation on his body, and quickly rolled away. It was useless to turn into a piece of meat in this barrier, and there was no way to escape.

Then... the only option is to turn him into a ghost!

Muzan made up his mind and could only make such a conclusion. He subconsciously glanced at Mingluo outside, knowing that she must have deliberately concealed the news. If he knew that there was such a person among humans, he would definitely not come out until Indra died.

When Indra gathered his chakra and swung his sword, he discovered the problem. Muzan's attack became mainly piercing, as if he wanted to pierce his skin and turn himself into a demon.

Good idea, but too much thinking.

Indra's Sharingan flew to both sides, and he could see the positions and attacks of the bone whips clearly. Lightning flashed in his hands, and arcs of light shone in the air. Wherever the blade light went, the air exploded and took away Muzan's two hands.

Muzan recovered within a second and took the opportunity to attack from behind. Eight bone whips blocked the lightning strike and pierced Indra's body from behind. He showed excitement in his eyes and found someone behind him as soon as he turned around.

Lightning and thunder!

Indra waved his hands and cut Muzan into eight pieces. It was the first time that Yin Dun was injected into the knife of the breathing method, and the effect was unknown.

Muzan felt the blood leaving his body, and his blood did not splash onto Indra's white robe. Those eyes watched quietly not far away, staring at the recovery of his wounds.

Still being experimented on!

Muzan felt a mouthful of blood spit out, and used a vine whip to fix his body. He didn't believe that he would lose to a human. The inferior human body could not be repaired, and the physical strength and ability were also limited. Even the former Tsugikoku Yoriichi was still a flesh and blood body.

As long as he escapes the barrier and turns into meat, he can continue to gain eternal life just like 400 years ago!

[You...kill them!] Muzan gave orders to all the evil spirits in his mind, asking them to fight to the death.

[Yes, Master Muzan.] The evil spirits who were absolutely ruled burst out with powerful strength, and continued to consume the power of the pillars.

"There are still 40 minutes until dawn. Another 40 minutes." The raven's scheduled time announcement made both humans and ghosts muster their strength.

Mingluo went to the logistics department to see that there were only two boxes of shells left, so she picked up some and went to support. Today's battle was very intense, and even a 5-hour battle was more strenuous than the usual 10-hour training.

Indra also knew that the front line was tight, so he increased his attack speed, but he couldn't kill Muzan immediately. Indra used Susanoo to hold Muzan, and he wanted to go outside to help, but the barrier was actually double. He had to stay nearby. If he was too far away, the chakra output would be interrupted, and Muzan would be wasted if he escaped.

He saw Ashura using Wood Release to defend his position, sweat dripping down from his body because he used too much chakra. Ming Luo also seemed to have run out of strength, and could only throw flying knives close to the ground, fighting so hard.

Indra nailed Muzan to the ground again, walked out of the inner barrier, and looked at the battlefield outside. It would be great if he could have a physical clone, so that one could stay to watch the barrier and the other could go out to help them.

[Or... let Ashura practice the sealing technique. I am still suitable for the front line. ]

While fighting hard, Ashura suddenly felt a chill on his back. He had no idea that his brother was about to arrange a new course for him, which would be the most difficult cultural course for him to accept.

He is my real brother, so I made all the arrangements for him very clear.

The breathing technique and blood were splashed on the battlefield. The fiercely attacking evil ghosts suddenly stopped attacking. The light of dawn gradually penetrated the darkness, and the sky began to turn pale. The sunlight sprinkled down like a sharp sword, ruthlessly piercing the bodies of the evil ghosts. Their originally hideous and distorted faces gradually became clear under the light.

The demons howled in pain, trying to escape the deadly light, but their efforts were in vain. The sunlight was like a burning flame, gradually burning their bodies into ashes. As the demons disappeared, a burning smell filled the air, as if the embers of their sins were drifting away in the wind.

When the last trace of darkness was dispelled, the light of dawn completely illuminated the entire world. The evil spirits that once frightened people have now turned into nothingness, leaving only silence and ashes. In this new day, the sun shines all over the earth, bringing hope and vitality, and also indicating that justice will eventually defeat evil.

Wu, who was stabbed like a hedgehog, screamed and cursed, but he could not escape the fate of being sunburned. He found that there were people standing around him unconsciously, and even though they were all covered with scars, they still stared at him being burned by the sun.

Their eyes were filled with hatred, anger and sadness.

It's so annoying. Why are these people so obsessed with revenge?

Can't we just treat it as a natural disaster, be thankful to be alive and live well?

And Indra... He obviously had no feelings towards evil spirits, so why did he get involved?

Muzan cursed and swore, gradually losing his strength, and was the last one to turn into ashes under the sun. All the members of the Demon Slayer Corps cried, hugged each other and laughed. They had persisted for so long, and finally... it was finally over.

Ubuyashiki Yoya came over, supported by his wife Amane, and congratulated everyone on their final victory.

"My Lord!"

"Great! Great!"

Ming Luo landed on a large rock high up alone, sat down and looked up to enjoy the sunbath. Her whole body was wrapped in the golden sunlight, and she felt as comfortable as a stone lion looking up at the sun.

Asura on the front left was surrounded and thrown high up, but she was happy to be alone here.

"Mingluo..." Indra appeared under the stone and reached out to lead her down.

Ming Luo took his hand, jumped down and smiled faintly. Just when she was about to praise him for his good cooperation, she saw Indra reaching out and holding the back of her head. Then Ming Luo buried her head on his strong chest, and her whole body was embedded in his arms.

"Indra... Luo..." This embrace was not unfamiliar to me. I had hugged her several times before when I was acting. But it was never so strong, and never so close.

"I'm sorry." Indra hugged her tightly, and his anxious breathing slowed down. He knew Mingluo was not weak and had a certain ability to protect herself, but when she fell into the hands of the Ghost King, the fear lingered in her heart.

It would have been better if the Ghost King had been killed earlier.

"Huh?" Ming Luo was hugged and felt confused. Why should he apologize?

What are you afraid of?

Do you have something you are afraid of, too?