Demon Slayer: The Journey That Began When I Became Yoriichi's Sister

Nightmare trembled violently, her pupils throbbing as if they were about to leap out of their sockets.

That figure...

It's completely different from what the clone experiences in the dream.

The figure from Muzan's cellular memories was now deeply imprinted in his mind, as if every cell in his body was trembling with fear.

That's not normal, that woman is not normal.

If it were just a dream about defeating Muzan, he could understand it.

But now, why are Muzan's cells filled with fear...?

He must be dreaming.

……

If I'm not dreaming, then that woman's true identity is something to be concerned about.

Could it be...

Nightmare felt a chill run down her spine. Come to think of it, that woman was indeed different from normal people...

If that's really what he thinks, then even if he successfully devours the more than two hundred humans on this train, he will still be no match for her.

No, he has to escape.

We must tell Lord Muzan about this.

Even though she had successfully merged with the train, Nightmare simply didn't have the courage to fight Yuuko.

Nightmare had made up her mind to separate her body from the train.

Tap...tap...

The crisp sound of the heels hitting the top of the train seemed to vanish the noisy train tracks, leaving only the steady sound of footsteps, each step striking the depths of Nightmare's heart like a hammer.

Nightmare turned around, sweat dripping from his forehead, and the figure he absolutely did not want to see appeared in front of him.

Yu Zi looked at him coldly: "Thanks to you, it feels like I had an incredible dream."

Ah, it really was an incredible dream.

What Nightmare could never understand was that within this woman's unconscious realm, there existed something capable of eliminating his clone.

There's a saying that a person's unconscious behavior or thoughts are their true intentions.

This shows that, in her understanding, the old woman was an invincible being.

They are enemies that even someone as powerful as Muzan could not defeat.

Such an existence is unlikely to have arisen from subjective imagination, coupled with the memories that Muzan-sama has etched into his cells.

Nightmare gradually came to understand everything.

"Who exactly are you?" Nightmare's back was covered in cold sweat, and she subconsciously retreated as Yuko advanced, like a flock of sheep being forced to approach a cliff.

"Go guess in hell." Yu Zi made a gesture of drawing her sword, and instantly disappeared from the spot.

not good!

Nightmare's pupils contracted sharply. On the top of this train, which was moving in one direction, he could escape his visual capture by sheer speed.

The two sides are no longer on the same level.

Before he could react, Nightmare's head was tossed high into the air, hit the top of the train, and then fell off the train and rolled into the jungle below.

The headless corpse lay on top of the train, slowly turning to ashes.

Inside the train, the sleeping passengers woke up almost simultaneously.

It seems as if everything has been settled.

Yuko looked at the blade in her hand. She couldn't say it had no feel, but it was certainly very subtle.

Furthermore, since this guy has been contacting them in clone form from the very beginning, the answer seems to be right around the corner.

Yuko flipped off the locomotive and entered the driver's cab.

"who are you?!"

In the driver's cab, a middle-aged man dressed as a flight attendant looked shocked.

Yuko ignored him and instead looked at the floor in front of the driver's seat.

Yu Zi said calmly, "The smell is quite strong; even I can easily detect it."

As soon as she finished speaking, fleshy bits suddenly began to spew out from all directions of the steel train, and the fire spread rapidly.

This scene looked incredibly saccharine, as the rapidly spreading flesh was about to devour the two of them.

"Ah!" the flight attendant exclaimed.

Yu Zi grabbed his collar and pulled him back into the back of the car.

The moment she stepped out of the carriage, the driver's cab was completely enveloped by a mass of flesh.

The train's interior was filled with flesh and blood, making it look as if you were inside the body of some giant worm.

The stench of decay was overwhelming, making it almost impossible to breathe.

A fleshy worm grew out of the lump of flesh, with a nightmare-like human head at its tip, and floated to Yuko's front.

He didn't show any smugness; instead, he looked terrified.

"This unlimited train is now under my control; in other words, the lives of these two hundred-plus people are entirely in my hands."

"Try killing me if you want, and see if more people will die with me."

Yu Zi asked expressionlessly, "Have you forgotten something?"

"what?"

"I'm not the only demon hunter on this train."

As she finished speaking, a fierce battle erupted from the back of the car.

"Damn it!" A look of alarm appeared on Nightmare's face.

At this moment, he was truly caught between two situations.

Others were causing widespread destruction, trying to stop him from taking ordinary people hostage.

And this strange woman in front of him killed him as easily as slaughtering chickens and dogs.

Nightmare gritted her teeth, repeatedly calling out in her heart, "Lord Muzan! Lord Muzan!"

This woman is abnormal; she will definitely become a major threat to Lord Muzan.

We must let Lord Muzan know.

However, Muzan is not a god after all, and he does not have absolute control over the demons.

If you're too far away, you can't understand what the ghost is thinking.

Yu Zi, unaware of his thoughts, calmly asked, "There's something I want to ask you before I kill you."

"Where is Akaza, the Upper Moon Three?"

Nightmare paused, then said, "Upper Moon? How could I possibly know of their existence?"

Those arrogant guys didn't take them, who were also members of the Twelve Demon Moons, seriously at all.

Yu Zi frowned slightly.

She walked from the back of the train to the front and indeed did not see or sense the presence of any other ghosts.

Is it...

Yu Zi's expression suddenly froze, and without turning her head, she reached out and pressed down behind her.

Yu Zi turned her head slightly, her expression indifferent: "What are you doing?"

The flight attendant, holding a sharp weapon, had her wrist pinned down by Yu Zi. Her forehead was covered in cold sweat as she gritted her teeth and said, "Don't disturb my dream!"

He held a sharp weapon in his hand, and no matter how hard he tried, he couldn't move forward an inch.

"Are you an idiot? Can't you see? This guy is a demon!"

"So what? As long as it lets me..."

Yu Zi slapped him on the neck with her backhand, and he collapsed to the ground.

If reasoning fails, use your fists to break the ice.

Just then, while Yuko was being held back by the train attendant, Enmu seized the opportunity, and long whips as thick as arms shot towards Yuko from the fleshy walls of the train.

A dense array of black blades flashed, severing long whips one after another.

The difference in levels is too great.

Nightmare's face showed despair.