Infinity: The main god space starting from Naruto

Chapter 224 Evolution, Muzan's Thrill
Jifutaro gritted his teeth, held the sickle in both hands, and rushed towards purgatory like an arrow.

"Go to hell! Blood Demon Art: Ring Slash!"

Two blood sickles crossed in the air, and blood-colored streaks swept in like a storm. The sound of the air being cut was endless.

However, at this moment, Purgatory's eyes suddenly became sharp.

"Breathing of Flame, Type Nine, Purgatory!"

Purgatory let out a low roar, and his entire body turned into a line of fire, rushing directly towards the bloody blade. Six long swords crossed in front of him, and the flames exploded, forming a huge fire dragon.

"boom!"

The fire dragon hit the blood blade, and the blood-red light was instantly swallowed up by the flames.

"This speed!"

Jifutaro's pupils suddenly shrank, and it was too late for him to retreat.

"boom!"

Jifu Taro barely raised his blood sickle to block, but under the combined attack of six swords, the blood sickle instantly broke. Purgatory's attack did not stop, and the long sword accurately slashed Jifu Taro's vital points.

"Pfft!"

Jifutaro's body broke into several pieces in the air, blood splattered, and his head, still maintaining an expression of disbelief, slowly fell to the ground.

"Cough cough cough" Jifutaro's head rolled on the ground. He coughed up a few mouthfuls of blood, and a hint of ruthlessness flashed in his eyes.

The next moment, a strange scene happened.

The scattered flesh and blood began to wriggle, and the muscles and bones made teeth-grinding sounds of reorganization. The fragments seemed to be pulled by some invisible force and began to gather towards the center.

Purgatory stomped his feet on the ground, spun into the air, and five long swords flew out of his hands.

"Clang, clang, clang, clang!"

The sound of metal entering flesh was continuous as five long knives accurately nailed Jifutaro's torso to the ground. The blades were deeply inserted into the ground, firmly fixing every piece of flesh and blood.

"You bastard!" Jifutaro's voice was distorted with pain and his body struggled violently, but the long knife held him firmly to the ground.

The battle in the distance also became increasingly intense.

Daki was surrounded by a dozen swordsmen from the corpse world, with the silk ribbon dancing wildly in the air. As soon as a swordsman approached, he was cut in half by the silk ribbon.

But at this moment, she heard her brother's scream. Daki turned her head subconsciously and saw her brother's miserable state.
"Brother!" Daki's voice suddenly rose, her eyes full of disbelief, "It's impossible that you could lose to such an ugly monster!"

At the moment when she was distracted, three zombie swordsmen attacked at the same time.

“Puff! Puff!”

Almost at the same time, three long swords pierced into Daki's limbs and waist respectively. The severe pain made her scream miserably.

"what!"

Blood gushed out of the wound, staining her exquisite kimono red. The long sword was deeply embedded in the ground, making her unable to move.

"younger sister!"

When Jifu Taro saw this scene, his pupils suddenly shrank and his blood started boiling. "Whoever dares to hurt my sister will die!"

"boom!"

His body exploded instantly, and countless blood blades swept around like a violent storm.

"Stand back!" The zombie swordsmen in the distance raised their swords to block, but the blood blades were too fast and there were too many of them.

"Pfft! Pfft!"

Several swordsmen who were slower to react were instantly cut into pieces, with broken limbs and arms flying everywhere.

"The Four Types: The Winding of Shengyan"

Purgatory held the knife in both hands, the long knife crossed in front of his body, flames wrapped around the blade, the blood blade hit the blade, making a dense metal collision sound, sparks flying.

Taking advantage of this opportunity, Daki gritted her teeth and pulled out the long knife that had pierced her body. Blood gushed out from the wound, but she didn't care and forced herself to stand up.

"Don't think you can kill us like this!" Duji staggered to her feet, with a hint of arrogance in her voice, "We are immortal!"

At this moment, a voice suddenly came from the bloody storm: "Really?"

Dio walked slowly in the storm of blood blades. The sharp blood blades cut off pieces of flesh, but Dio seemed to feel no pain at all.

"Well then." Dio's voice was full of amusement. He came to the head of the prostitute and squatted down, "Let me try it myself."

Jifu Taro stared at Dio, his eyes full of hatred: "You..."

Before he could finish, Dio thrust his right hand into his neck. With a "puff" sound, blood splattered. Jifutaro's eyes widened, and he looked at Dio in disbelief.

"Brother!" Daki staggered forward, but was stopped by several swordsmen. She struggled hard, trying to break through the blockade.

"Get out of my way!" Du Ji shouted at the top of her lungs, her silk ribbons dancing wildly, but were blocked one by one by the blades of the zombies.

At this time, the blood blades spraying around became increasingly sparse, and finally disappeared completely.

Dio suddenly groaned and loosened his hand that had stabbed into Jifutaro's neck. His body began to tremble violently, and his blood vessels bulged under his skin like wriggling worms.

"This feeling." Dio narrowed his eyes, with a hint of surprise in his voice. His blood vessels suddenly broke through the skin and extended in all directions like tentacles.

The blood vessels of the fallen bodies around them instantly pierced into them and began to absorb blood crazily. The bodies shrank at a speed visible to the naked eye and soon turned into mummies.

"do not want!"

Daki's voice was already tearful. She could feel that as Dio absorbed more and more blood, her brother's breath was disappearing quickly.

"Crack."

Cracks appeared on Jifutaro's skin, like a dried-up riverbed. His eyes slowly turned to his sister, and he seemed to want to say something, but no sound came out.

"No, no!" Daki struggled frantically. The brother who had protected her since childhood was disappearing in front of her little by little.

With a light "pop" sound, Jifutaro's body suddenly shattered, turned into ashes, and drifted away with the wind.

Dio stood there, feeling the power surging in his body. The power of the ghost blood flowed through his body, and every cell seemed to be undergoing some kind of transformation.

He raised his hand, and in the moonlight he could see the blood vessels pulsating beneath his skin. An unprecedented sense of power filled his body.

"Interesting." Dio whispered softly, "The blood of an upper-rank demon can actually have this effect."

He turned to look at Daki who was surrounded by the swordsmen of the living corpses and waved his hand: "Let her go."

The corpses immediately retreated, and Daki stumbled to the place where her brother disappeared. Her fingers trembled as she touched the ashes on the ground.

"You" Daki slowly raised her head, the tears in her eyes had turned blood red, "I will kill you!"

She stood up suddenly, and the silk ribbons all over her body exploded instantly. Her aura burst to the extreme at this moment. "Yaezan!"

Dozens of ribbons were like cannonballs fired from a gun, screaming and tearing through the air as they headed straight for Dio's vital points.

"Puff puff!"

The ribbon pierced Dio's body, piercing through him. Blood splattered.

Daki ignored it, and more ribbons flowed out of her body, sweeping over like a storm. "Die! Die! Die!" At this moment, something strange happened. The ribbon inserted into Dio's body suddenly began to melt, as if it had encountered some strong acid.

"What?!" Duji's pupils shrank suddenly, and she looked at the scene in disbelief. She wanted to pull back the ribbon, but found that it was too late.

The silk ribbon completely dissolved in Dio's body and turned into some substance that was absorbed by him. The wound on his chest healed instantly, as if he had never been injured.

"How is it possible that my ribbon?" Duji's voice was filled with disbelief.

Dio looked at her, a cruel smile on his face: "It's my turn."

Before he finished speaking, he swung his right hand violently. All the blood vessels in his body suddenly bulged out, breaking through the skin like countless tiny snakes.

"boom!"

The blood vessels shot out like arrows and instantly wrapped around Dakimakaki's body. The high-temperature blood carried a corrosive force, and Dakimakaki let out a shrill scream.

Dio flashed and instantly appeared in front of Daki.

"Bang!" He punched out with his right fist, aiming straight at Duji's face with unstoppable momentum.

Daki gritted her teeth and raised her arms to block. The moment the fist landed on her arm, Dio's fist actually sank into Daki's arm.

"What is this. No!"

Daki tried to break free, but found that her arm had been fused with Dio's fist. Her flesh and blood were being devoured at a speed visible to the naked eye, and the blood vessels could be seen wriggling under her skin.

"Crack!"

A teeth-grinding sound suddenly came from Dio's chest. His ribs suddenly stabbed outwards, piercing through Daki's body like a steel spear.

"what!"

Daki let out a shrill scream. The moment the ribs pierced her body, her flesh and blood were being assimilated into Dio's body.

"Let me go!" Daki struggled desperately, but her strength was rapidly draining away.

Her body melted like snow under the moonlight, and her flesh and blood were absorbed by Dio bit by bit.

Dio stood there, closed his eyes and felt the power surging in his body. He could feel that his strength had increased a little. Although not much, it was indeed stronger than before.

"Congratulations, Master." Rengoku Kyojuro knelt on one knee and spoke respectfully. The other corpses also echoed in unison, and their voices echoed in the silent street.

"It's not enough." Dio whispered, "The Upper Moon Land is far from enough to meet my needs. I need more power."

"Yes!" everyone responded in unison.

Dio looked up at the night sky that was illuminated by the fire, and a sneer appeared on the corner of his mouth: "Let me see how long you rats can hide."

…………

At this moment, deep in the Infinite City

A huge laboratory, with blue night-light pearls inlaid on the walls, illuminating the entire space. The laboratory table was filled with various utensils and medicines, as well as some uncomfortable human tissue specimens.

Muzan stood in front of the experimental table. He was wearing a white suit and his black hair was combed meticulously.

Suddenly, Muzan's fingers trembled, and the test tube fell to the ground with a bang, breaking into pieces.

"boom!"

Wuzan suddenly punched the table, and the tabletop shattered instantly. His expression became extremely ferocious: "What is this? How is this kind of power possible!"

In his memory, the ability displayed by the blond man was actually able to absorb the blood and power of ghosts!

"Damn it!" Wuzan stood up suddenly, a hint of uneasiness appearing in his eyes again.

The scene of the last time I met that white-haired old man on the street came to my mind again.

That day, the old man hit him hard in an instant. That unknown force made him feel the threat of death again.

Muzan stopped, a hint of gloom flashed in his eyes. Since then, he sent a large number of lower-ranked and subordinates to search for the old man, but found nothing.

He originally thought that the old man might have died of old age, but just in case, he still did not leave Infinite City. But now
"Has there appeared another existence that can threaten me?" Muzan's voice became cold and a hint of murderous intent flashed in his eyes.

He walked over to a mirror and looked at himself. Even after all these years, he still looked exactly the same.

His immortal body, which remains unchanged forever, is his proudest achievement.

"That person," Muzan narrowed his eyes, "even though he can devour the Upper Moon Land, he is still far from being my opponent."

He walked to the center of the lab and tapped the lab table gently. "Miracle girl."

As soon as the words fell, a strange sound of the piano echoed in the air. In the darkness, a woman in a kimono slowly appeared, with her head lowered and a shamisen in her hands.

"Call all the upper ranks." Muzan's voice was low and cold, "Have them come here immediately."

"As you command, my lord." Mingnu's voice was gentle, and her fingers gently plucked the strings.

The melodious sound of the piano reverberated in the Infinite City, penetrating through layers of space. The notes seemed to have life, extending in different directions.

Soon, figures walked out of the darkness. Their auras were strong and strange, and each of them exuded a suffocating sense of oppression.

He was walking in front, wearing a Douma outfit, with his usual gentle smile on his face and gently waving the iron fan in his hand.

Behind him was the burly Qi Aozuo, with muscular body and every step he took gave people a sense of oppression.

"The Upper Six is ​​dead." Muzan looked at the five people below and spoke in a calm voice.

Douma's smile froze for a moment, and he took a step forward and bowed: "It's my fault. I was the one who introduced Jifutaro and Dakimaki to me, but I didn't expect that their strength was not good enough."

"Lord Muzan," Akaza suddenly spoke up, interrupting Douma, "was it the Demon Slayer Corps who did it?"

"No." Wuzan shook his head, "The one who killed them was a blond man."

"Oh?" Douma's smile deepened, "A human who can kill an upper-rank demon? That's really rare."

"He is not human." Muzan's voice suddenly turned cold, "He can control the dead, and even revive the dead Flame Pillar to become his subordinates."

As soon as these words came out, the whole hall fell into silence. Even Douma, who always had a smile on his face, froze.

"Rengoku Kyojuro" Akaza raised his head suddenly, a burning fighting spirit in his eyes, "He's still alive?"

"To be precise, he was transformed into some kind of existence by that man." Muzan said, "Not only that, his strength seems to be stronger than when he was alive."

"Let me go." Akaza suddenly spoke, his voice filled with uncontrollable excitement, "I want to see how strong Rengoku Kyojuro is after he is resurrected."

"Wait." Douma suddenly interrupted, still with that uncomfortable smile on his face, "How about letting me participate in this interesting thing?"

"No need for that." Akaza glanced at him coldly, "You can't even judge the subordinates you recommended, so you'd better keep pretending here."

Wuzan finally nodded, "This mission is left to you. However." His voice suddenly became cold, "If you fail, you will never have to come back."

"As you command!" Akaza bowed his head, his voice firm, "I will definitely not let you down."

Wuzan suddenly spoke up: "Yuhu, Bantiangou."

Two figures emerged from the darkness and knelt on one knee: "Here."

"You guys should come too." Muzan's eyes swept over them, "That man is cooperating with the army and should be active near the palace now."

(End of this chapter)