Infinity: The main god space starting from Naruto

Chapter 217 Demon Slayer Corps vs. Dio, Thunderbolt Flash!
"I'm sure you gentlemen are hungry. This is the most famous fish soup in our town. I have been cooking it for several hours." She smiled kindly and placed the tray on the table.

"Great!" Zenitsu, who was lying on the ground pretending to be dead, jumped up with a somersault, "I'm almost starving to death!"

"Thank you, old man." Kamishiro Tsubaki nodded politely.

The old woman distributed bowls of soup to everyone with a smile: "Drink it while it's hot, it won't taste good if it's cold." After that, she slowly left the room with her crutches.

Kamishiro Tsubaki took out a silver needle and gently tested it in the soup - this is a common method used by the Demon Slayer Corps to test for poison. The silver needle did not change color, so it seemed safe.

Zenitsu couldn't wait to eat it in big mouthfuls: "Wow! It smells so good! It tastes really good!" Seeing this, the other team members also picked up their chopsticks.

Kamishiro Tsubaki hesitated for a moment, then took a bite. Indeed, the soup tasted surprisingly good, and the fish meat was very chewy.

Just as they were enjoying the food, Zenitsu suddenly covered his stomach, his face turned blue, and he curled up into a ball: "It hurts. My stomach hurts!"

"Zenitsu!" Just as Kamishiro Tsubaki was about to stand up, she found that her hands and feet suddenly became extremely heavy.

The other team members also fell to the ground one after another, with expressions of pain twisted on their faces. Some tried to vomit, but found that their throats seemed to be blocked by something.

"Damn it!" Kamishiro Tsubaki understood instantly, "It's poisonous! Use your breathing technique to force the poison out!"

He forced himself to stay awake and immediately circulated his breath throughout his body. The special technique of water breathing circulated in his body, forcing the poison into his throat bit by bit.

His face turned red, veins bulged, and he suddenly spat out a mouthful of dirty soup.

Zenitsu endured the pain and practiced breathing techniques, spitting out a mouthful of fishy-smelling soup. Although his face was still pale, he managed to escape.

But the other team members were not so lucky. They lay on the ground, twitching in pain, and had lost the ability to move.

"I'll go find the antidote!" Kamishiro Tsubaki flung open the door. The old woman was standing in the dim corridor. Her hunched figure looked particularly strange in the twilight.

"Who are you?" Before Kamishiro Tsubaki could finish her words, her pupils suddenly shrank.

Under the dim light, the corners of the old woman's mouth slowly widened, revealing a row of sharp white teeth. The wrinkled face suddenly became ferocious, without any trace of old age.

"What a surprise!" The old woman's voice became sharp and piercing. "He wasn't poisoned to death. It seems that the A-class swordsman of the Demon Slayer Corps is really quite capable."

Her smile became more sinister. "But your companions are not so lucky."

Before he finished speaking, a strange vibration suddenly came into Kamishiro Tsubaki's ears.

He subconsciously took a step back, and at this moment, there was a loud "crack" and the floor under his feet suddenly exploded, with wood chips flying everywhere!

Countless pairs of pale arms stretched out from the cracks, and dozens of humanoid monsters crawled out from the cracks in the floor.

"It is your honor to be the nourishment of Master Dio!"

"Are these monsters all ghosts?!" Kamishiro Tsubaki was shocked, but now it was too late to think about it.

He stepped on the ground with his right foot, drew his sword with his left hand, and rushed forward.

"Breathing of Water, Second Form: Waterwheel!" A ripple-like light appeared on the blade, and Kamishiro Tsubaki's body began to spin, cutting through the air like a stream of water.

A cold light flashed, and the monsters rushing in the front were instantly cut in half.

"Something's wrong." Kamishiro Tsubaki frowned, and the touch of the knife in his hand made his heart sink.

These monsters' bodies are too fragile. They are neither human nor ghosts!
At this moment, there was a loud "bang" and the wall was suddenly torn apart.

In the smoke and dust, more than a dozen figures in police uniforms appeared at the gap. Their eyes were also empty and lifeless, and they held black rifles in their hands.

Kamishiro Tsubaki's pupils suddenly shrank: "Gun?!"

"Bang bang bang!"

Intensive gunfire rang out in the room, flames spurted out, bullets poured down like raindrops, and the air was filled with the pungent smell of gunpowder.

"Be careful!" Kamiyo Tsubaki yelled, and at the same time, he pushed his feet hard and jumped up. "Water Breathing, Sixth Form: Twisting Whirlpool!"

The sword light turned into a swirling stream in the air. Kamishiro Tsubaki's wrist turned at high speed, and the long sword weaved an impenetrable defense net in front of him.

Most of the bullets were deflected by him, hitting the wall with a crisp sound.

But the three Class C players who had been poisoned were too slow to dodge. With a few muffled "puffs", the bullets pierced their bodies.

Blood splattered everywhere, and the three companions fell in a pool of blood, their eyes instantly losing their luster.

"Shiraki! Murata! Shinichi!" Kamishiro Tsubaki's eyes were red and her knuckles were white from clenching.

But he knew now was not the time to vent.

There are Zenitsu and other team members who need protection, so you must stay calm!

"Click"

There was a crisp metallic sound, and those police-looking monsters were pulling the bolts of their guns again.

The situation was critical. Kamishiro Tsubaki's eyes fixed, and he turned to Zenitsu behind him and shouted, "Protect them! These monsters are very fragile!"

Zenitsu held the blade, trembling all over: "Tsubaki, Tsubaki, big brother..."

Before Zenitsu could finish his words, Kamishiro Tsubaki had already rushed forward.

He stomped his left foot heavily on the ground, and shot towards the group of armed policemen like an arrow.

The long sword in his hand was instantly unsheathed, and ripples like water flow wrapped around the blade.

"Water Breathing, Seventh Form: Water Stream Spray!"

Kamishiro Tsubaki's wrist turned rapidly, and the blade drew countless intersecting arcs in the air. The blade light burst out like raindrops, and each one accurately locked onto the target's vital points.

"Puff, puff, puff!" Crisp cutting sounds rang out one after another, and the heads of several policemen fell off, and blood spurted into the sky like a fountain.

At this moment, more pale figures crawled out from the cracks in the broken walls and floors at an astonishing speed.

The sound of dense footsteps came from all directions. Kamishiro Tsubaki quickly looked around and found that he was surrounded.

Although these monsters moved slowly, there were so many of them that even he felt a sense of pressure.

"We can't continue fighting!"

Kamishiro Tsubaki took a deep breath, and his energy flowed to the extreme. He held the hilt of the knife with both hands and squatted down slightly.

"Water Breathing, Fifth Form: Life Flowing!"

Kamishiro Tsubaki's body began to spin, faster and faster, and soon turned into a blurry shadow.

The long sword danced in his hand, emitting a silver light, like a swirling stream of water, completely covering the surrounding space.

"Qiang! Qiang! Qiang!"

Wherever the knife flashed, those strange humanoid monsters were instantly cut into pieces.

But the zombies still kept pouring in, as if they could never be killed.

"What the hell is this? Has the whole town turned into this monster?!"

Kamishiro Tsubaki's hand holding the knife trembled slightly. He had never encountered such a strange existence.

At this moment, the moonlight was suddenly blocked and a shadow loomed over everyone's heads.

Kamishiro Tsubaki looked up instinctively and saw a blond man standing on the roof.

"Wryyy" Dio looked down at the battle below, a playful smile on his face, "So this is the strength of the Demon Slayer Corps?"

The breathing method used by these swordsmen is indeed powerful, and the degree to which it strengthens the body even exceeds that of the Ripple Breathing Method.

But they lack the kind of power as scorching as the sun. If they were the Ripple Messenger, they would melt these zombies with just a slight touch.

Kamishiro Tsubaki looked up at Dio, and the hand holding the knife tightened unconsciously: "Are you the culprit who caused all this?"

"Yes, I am Dio, the new owner of this town." The blond man opened his arms: "Welcome to my territory."

There was an indescribable sense of oppression in his voice, as if he was born to be above all living beings.

The momentum even made Kamishiro Tsubaki feel a little suffocated, but he still maintained his fighting posture, with the tip of the knife pointed directly at Dio: "What on earth did you do to the people in this town?"

"What did you do?" Dio chuckled. "I just gave them a chance to gain eternal life. It's their honor to be my servants and gain power beyond humans!"

"You lunatic!" Kamishiro Tsubaki gritted his teeth, and the hand holding the knife trembled slightly with anger.

Capture the leader first! With a flash of thought, Kamishiro Tsubaki suddenly exerted force with his right foot, and the ground beneath his feet instantly shattered.

He rushed to the roof like an arrow, with the blade pointing directly at Dio's throat.

"Oh?" Dio's smile deepened. "Are you sure you should come and kill me now? Why don't you take care of your companions first?"

Kamishiro Tsubaki's pupils suddenly shrank, and she glanced behind her, only to see Zenitsu and the rest of his teammates surrounded by a large group of monsters.

What's worse, the gun-wielding monsters were raising their rifles, with the black muzzles pointed at their vital points.

Kamishiro Tsubaki's expression suddenly changed in mid-air. Zenitsu had barely stood up, but in his poisoned state, he was unable to avoid such a dense rain of bullets.

But if we give up chasing Dio, the mastermind behind the scenes will have an opportunity to take advantage.

But Kamishiro Tsubaki hesitated only for a moment.

"Water Breathing, Fourth Form: Flowing Dance!" Kamishiro Tsubaki twisted his body abruptly in mid-air and rushed towards the muzzle of the gun. His long sword instantly turned into countless intersecting streams of water.

"Ding ding ding!" The sound of dense metal collisions was heard, and all the bullets were bounced off.

Taking advantage of this gap, he suddenly stepped on the ground with his left foot, his body moved like lightning, and swept his long sword across.

Wherever the blade passed, the surrounding monsters were instantly cut into two pieces, and the broken limbs flew in the air.

"Quick! Get out of here now!" Kamiyo Tsubaki shouted, his forehead covered with sweat. The continuous use of breathing techniques made his breathing become a little rapid: "I'll cover you!"

Before he finished speaking, a blinding light suddenly shot out from a distance. Kamishiro Tsubaki felt a flash before his eyes, and before he could react, he felt a sharp pain in his chest.

"Puff!" A stream of high-pressure liquid pierced through his chest like a laser, and blood splattered in the air.

"Brother Tsubaki!" Zenitsu's face turned pale.

A sharp pain came from her chest. She looked down and saw a thumb-sized wound oozing blood.

"This is my gift to the Demon Slayer Corps." Dio jumped down from the roof and walked slowly forward:
"The Sky-Splitting Eye is designed to target those of you who rely on breathing techniques. How is it, can you still breathe?"

Kamishiro Tsubaki clenched her teeth and glanced at her companion lying on the ground.

Although his chest was in severe pain, he still forced the remaining energy in his body to circulate.

"Water Breathing, First Form: Water Slash!" Kamishiro Tsubaki held the sword with both hands, and ripple-like light appeared on the sword again.

He kicked his feet and rushed towards Dio like an arrow, his long sword drawing a sharp arc.

Dio did not dodge at all, and his right hand went straight to the blade.

With a "Puff!" sound, the blade chopped into his palm. But there was no expression of pain on Dio's face.

Kamishiro Tsubaki only felt a bone-chilling chill coming from the knife in his hand.

The white frost quickly spread to the blade, centered on the point where the blade made contact.

“What?!” Kamishiro Tsubaki’s pupils suddenly shrank.

At the moment when Kamishiro Tsubaki was stunned, Dio's left hand had already grabbed his neck.

"Let me taste the blood of the Demon Slayer Corps." Dio licked his lips, and the blood vessels in his arms began to move.

A strong suction force came from Dio's palm. Kamishiro Tsubaki felt that his blood was being forcibly drawn out of his body. His vision began to go black and his consciousness gradually blurred.

"boom!"

Dio's wound healed, and he casually threw Kamishiro Tsubaki aside.

"What a powerful vitality!" Dio licked the blood at the corner of his mouth, his golden pupils flashing with excitement, "As expected of the elite of the Demon Slayer Corps, this blood is much more delicious than that of ordinary humans!"

"But, it's not enough!" Dio looked up at the people kneeling on the ground in the distance, and his eyes finally fell on Zenitsu, "I want to taste your blood, too!"

"Brother Tsubaki!" Zenitsu stood up suddenly and wanted to rush towards Kamishiro Tsubaki.

But as soon as he took a step, several zombies rushed over and pinned him to the ground.

"Ah! Let me go!" Zenitsu struggled, but his poisoned body was powerless and he was soon suppressed.

Dio walked slowly in front of Zenitsu and looked down at the blond boy.

Zenitsu suddenly stopped moving, his eyes closed, and his body went limp.

"Oh? Did you faint from fright? That's ridiculous."

Dio walked slowly towards Zenitsu, and just as he reached out to grab Zenitsu, a subtle change caught his attention.

Zenitsu's breathing rhythm suddenly changed, and his originally rapid and disordered breathing became surprisingly even.
"boom!"

Without any hesitation, Dio stomped his feet on the ground and used the force to leap back several meters. Years of combat experience gave him an almost instinctive intuition about danger.

"Kill him!" Dio ordered.

The corpses on both sides immediately pounced on Zenitsu, and their pale hands went straight for his throat.

At this critical moment, Zenitsu slowly exhaled.

The breath seemed to carry the power of thunder, causing the air to tremble.

"Thunder Breathing, Type 1: Thunderbolt Flash!"

Zenitsu's eyes immediately burst into golden lightning. His body was wrapped in the lightning and he broke free from the restraints of the corpse like a flash of lightning.

The knife flashed, faster than lightning!

There was a thunderous explosion in the air, and a bright flash of lightning went straight to Dio's face!

The zombies on both sides were even still in a grabbing posture, but their bodies had been neatly cut into two pieces.

"What?!" Dio's pupils suddenly shrank. The speed of the knife was far beyond his expectations. Even with his reaction speed, he could only barely dodge sideways.

"Pfft!"

The blade swept across, blood splattered, and Dio's right half of the body and arm were neatly cut off, drawing a bloody arc in the air.

"Wryyy!" Dio let out a low roar and retreated rapidly. The thick blood vessels in his broken arm squirmed like living things and stretched towards the broken limb flying in the air.

The blood vessels entangled with each other, instantly pulling the broken arm back to its original position.

"The sky cracked and the eyes were pierced with shock!"

Dio's golden pupils suddenly burst into a dazzling light, and a stream of high-pressure liquid shot towards Zenitsu's face like a laser.

Zenitsu closed his eyes, but his ears caught the slightest fluctuation in the air. He turned his wrist and held the long sword horizontally in front of him.

With a crisp "clang" sound, the high-pressure liquid hit the blade and bounced to the sides.

At this moment, Dio kicked his feet and turned into a shadow.

When he appeared again, he had already flashed to the side of Kamishiro Tsubaki.

"Don't move!" Dio grabbed Kamishiro Tsubaki's neck with his left hand and lifted him up to block him in front of him.

Chun was too weak to resist due to excessive blood loss. "If you take another step forward, I will break his neck!"

At this moment, Zenitsu suddenly stopped moving, holding the knife in his hand without moving.

"Get your hands on it!" Kamishiro Tsubaki gritted his teeth and squeezed out two words from his throat.

Zenitsu's body shook, and lightning leaped on the sword again. He suddenly exerted force with his feet, and his whole body shot towards Dio like a golden lightning.

Dio's face changed, and at this moment, a shrill scream pierced the night sky.

I saw several zombies throwing a girl into the air. The child was only seven or eight years old, and her terrified cries echoed throughout the street.

“Hahaha!” Dio laughed wildly. “It seems my servants have begun to act. The remaining people in this town will become blood food tonight!”

Zenitsu's ears caught the girl's cry and his body suddenly turned in mid-air.

He tapped the wall with his left foot, wood chips flew everywhere, and his whole body turned into a golden lightning and flew towards the girl.

Dio seized the opportunity and stomped his right foot on the ground.

"boom!"

With a loud bang, countless pieces of wood exploded in all directions. He used the reaction force to grab Kamishiro Tsubaki's body and quickly retreat.

"Demon Slayer Corps." Dio's voice echoed in the night wind. "We will see each other soon. By then, I will let you see what true terror is!"

Zenitsu hugged the little girl in mid-air, tapped the ground with his left foot, and gently placed the girl on the ground, but in this brief interval, Dio's figure had disappeared into the night.

At the same time, his ears caught the sounds around him. The town was in chaos, with screams and cries for help everywhere.

"Fuck!"

Bright lightning flashed in the town. Zenitsu's figure shuttled through the streets like lightning, killing all the zombies wherever he passed.

Finally, the last zombie fell and the town returned to silence.

Zenitsu stood in place, his breathing gradually became rapid. The continuous use of Thunder Breathing consumed too much energy.

"Haha." Zenitsu's body shook a few times and finally couldn't hold on and fell heavily to the ground.

Soon, several dark figures appeared silently on the street. They were wearing black demon hunting outfits and hakama, and they were the followers of the Demon Slayer Corps - Inu.

The leader, Yin, stepped forward quickly, looked around, and a hint of shock flashed in his eyes.

"What are these..."

The streets were littered with the remains of a large number of corpses, some were split in half, some were completely carbonized, and the smell of blood still lingered in the air.

"Captain! There is someone here!" another hidden voice came.

"Continue the search!" The leader Yin immediately ordered, "Group One immediately escorts the wounded back to the headquarters, and Group Two follows me to search for survivors!"

(End of this chapter)