Infinity: The main god space starting from Naruto

Chapter 225: Upper Strings Depart

On the train to the imperial capital.

Dio sat alone by the window, feeling the changes in his body.

Since absorbing the blood of the upper demon, his control over his body has reached a new level. Blood vessels, muscles, bones, and even the smallest cells all work perfectly under his will.

"Click."

The door of the box was suddenly pushed open, and a tall figure flashed in. It was Rengoku Kyojuro.

Rengoku Kyojuro held a tattered notebook tightly in his hand, walked quickly to Dio and knelt on one knee.

"Master Dio, I have found it."

Dio took the notebook and saw the words "Notes of the Flame Pillar" written on the cover.

I turned to the first page and saw that the paper had turned yellow and had some burn marks on the edges. I continued to flip through the pages and saw traces of large pieces being torn and reassembled.

"These tears." Dio's fingers gently stroked the pages.

"It's my father when he was alive." Rengoku Kyojuro lowered his head, his voice a little hoarse, "He destroyed part of it before."

"Then what?"

"I can only," Rengoku Kyojuro whispered, "transform him into a living corpse and retrieve these contents from his memory."

"Well done."

Dio continued to flip through the pages, and his eyes suddenly stopped at a page that contained the record about the Red Blade:
"The might of a million kilograms is infused into the hilt of the sword. Only those who are at peace with their mind and spirit can control it."

On the next page, there are a few words about the stripes: "When a swordsman has stripes, other swordsmen with stripes will appear as if in resonance. This power is both a blessing and a curse."

"That was exactly what happened to Tanjiro at the time." Rengoku Kyojuro nodded, "That day in the ruins, I saw with my own eyes flame-like patterns appear on his forehead. At that moment, his strength skyrocketed, and I didn't react..." He subconsciously touched the arm that had been severed before.

Dio raised his hand to interrupt him: "Give me your knife."

Rengoku Kyojuro was stunned for a moment, then he took off the Nichirin sword from his waist and presented it with both hands.

Dio's right hand suddenly tightened, and his muscles instantly tensed. Blood vessels bulged under his skin, wriggling like earthworms. A strange force flowed from his palm into the blade.

"Qiang!"

The blade made a crisp sound, and a blood-red color spread from the blade tip at a speed visible to the naked eye. In an instant, the entire blade turned dark red.

Dio shook his wrist lightly, and the blade drew a red arc in the air.

"Boring." He sneered and threw the long sword back to Purgatory.

The red on the blade quickly faded and returned to its original appearance. Rengoku Kyojuro caught the long sword, with a flash of surprise in his eyes: "Master, what are you doing..."

"A grip of ten thousand kilograms is nothing to me." Dio flicked the armrest of the chair with his fingers, and a deep dent immediately appeared in the metal. "Now, my palm alone can generate a pressure of 900 kilograms per square centimeter."

The train was heading towards the city, and the outline of the city gradually became clear. Dio suddenly stood up from his seat, his golden eyes narrowed slightly.

The sky in the distance was red with flames and thick smoke was billowing.

"Master?" Rengoku Kyojuro noticed something was wrong and had his hand on the hilt of the knife.

"Interesting." Dio looked out the window, "It seems someone got here before us."

The train entered the city, and the streets were full of huge fish creatures with sharp blades on their arms, slaughtering passers-by indiscriminately.

A huge fish creature suddenly jumped out from the side, the blade on its arm flashed coldly, and it directly cut open the roof. Broken metal fell down with a crash, and the passengers were exposed to the night sky.

Dio raised his hand, and blood vessels burst out of his body, like countless tiny poisonous snakes, instantly wrapping around the fish creature.

With a "chi" sound, the fish creature instantly shrank up and turned into a dried corpse that fell to the ground.

"Boring toy." Dio retracted his blood vessels and glanced around.

At this moment, a roar came from above: "Rengoku Kyojuro!"

Purgatory raised his head suddenly, his pupils shrank suddenly: "Akuza!"

A burly figure jumped down from the roof. The moonlight illuminated his hideous face, his muscles knotted all over his body, and he exuded a terrifying sense of oppression.

"Destruction Kill·Shattered Style·Ten Thousand Leaves Shiny Willow!"

Akaza's fist drew an arc in the air, and air currents gathered around the tip of his fist.

"boom!"

The fist smashed heavily on the front of the train. The steel was torn like paper under this punch, and the air wave rolled and the fragments flew everywhere.

The locomotive exploded under this horrific impact, the entire carriage was overturned, and it slid dozens of meters on the track before stopping.

The smoke gradually dissipated, and Dio and Rengoku Kyojuro stood on the roof of the overturned car.

Behind them, one by one, the zombie swordsmen crawled out from the wreckage and stood silently behind the two of them.

In the distance, Akaza looked down at them, a trace of shock flashed in his eyes: "You actually resurrected."

His gaze lingered on Rengoku Kyojuro, six arms stretched out in the moonlight, each holding a long sword: "Even his appearance has become so unbearable."

But when his gaze turned to Dio, the smile gradually disappeared. The blond man in front of him gave him a strange feeling - he could hardly sense any breath, like an empty shell.

But the more this happened, the more vigilant he became.

"It seems like you are the target. Master Muzan is right, he is indeed a dangerous guy."

Before he finished speaking, Qi Aza slammed his feet on the ground and rushed out like a cannonball. The ground beneath his feet instantly cracked and gravel flew everywhere.

"Destruction and kill type!"

His fist cut through the air and went straight to Dio's face. The wind from his fist whistled, and the air was compressed into a wave visible to the naked eye.

At this critical moment, six red lights suddenly lit up from the side.

"Breathing of Flame, Form of Four, Winding of the Rising Flame!"

"clang!"

Rengoku Kyojuro's six long swords blocked Qi Aza's fist at the same time. The blades collided with the fists, sparks flew everywhere, and the surrounding ground cracked inch by inch as the air waves surged.

The two forces were in a stalemate, with flames and air waves raging wildly at the intersection.

"Your strength." Qi Aozu's eyes flashed with surprise, "Is it stronger than when you were alive?"

"Thanks to the master's gift." Rengoku Kyojuro pressed down with six swords at the same time, and the flames surged. "This body is far better than before."

"Let me see how strong you are!" Qi Akaza jumped back, spread his legs apart, and took a horse stance. He placed his right hand on his waist and pointed his left hand forward at Rengoku Kyojuro.

"Spell deployment·destruction kill·luo needle!"

The airflow formed a twelve-cornered snowflake formation with him as the center, and each corner exuded a fierce murderous aura.

"Well done!" Rengoku Kyojuro swung his six swords at the same time, and the flames formed a net in the air.

"Bang!" The fist and the blade collided again. Qi Aza's fist accurately hit the node where the six swords intersected, which was the weakest point of defense.

Rengoku Kyojuro's feet sank and he sank into the ground.

"Destruction Kill·Random Style!"

Qi Aza suddenly changed his tactics, his fists raining down like a rainstorm, each punch accurately finding the gaps in the defense.

"Clang clang clang clang!"

The sound of metal colliding was as dense as rain, and sparks flew everywhere. Rengoku Kyojuro's six swords danced wildly, barely blocking this wave of attacks.

But in this fierce collision, his blade actually began to turn red, and a strange red color was spreading.

Qi Aza punched the center of the knife net with a heavy punch. The huge impact force caused the ground under Purgatory's feet to collapse instantly, and spider-web-like cracks spread in all directions.

“Hahaha!” Qi Aoza laughed with his head raised, his eyes burning with fighting spirit, “Great! This is the battle I want! Come on, let’s have a good fight!”

Just then, a faint sobbing sound was heard from a distance.

Dio turned his head and saw a hunched old man standing at the corner of the street. He had horn-like protrusions on both sides of his forehead, his face was full of wrinkles, and he was wiping tears with trembling hands.

"Master, leave this to us!"

Several zombie swordsmen immediately rushed forward with their swords drawn. When Bantiangou saw this, he immediately turned around and ran. Although his steps were staggering, his speed was surprisingly fast, and he disappeared around the corner in an instant.

In this chaos, Dio suddenly felt something strange behind him.

He turned suddenly, stretched out his right hand, and blood vessels burst out of his body, shooting into the air behind him like countless tiny snakes.

"boom!"

A green pottery jar shattered with a sound, and the fragments flew everywhere. Dio narrowed his eyes. At that moment, he felt a kind of dangerous aura.

"Oh? Your perception is so sharp that you can even detect my breath."

A cold voice came from a distance. Dio turned his head and saw a pale figure standing on the roof.

It was a pale monster with fins, green lips where its eyes should be, and eyes on its forehead and mouth.

Dio stood there, his eyes narrowed slightly. He looked at Hantengu, who was running away in fear, and then looked at Yuhu, who was holding a porcelain jar. A sneer appeared on the corner of his mouth: "Three upper-rank demons. It seems that Muzan thinks highly of me."

"It's my honor." Yu Hu bowed gracefully, but there was a hint of coldness in his eyes. "Let me see what you are capable of that makes Lord Muzan pay so much attention to you."

Dio didn't say anything. He stomped his right foot on the ground, and the railroad tracks under his feet shattered instantly. He rushed towards the jade pot like a cannonball.

"Come on!" Yu Hu did not retreat but advanced, and suddenly a blue and white porcelain pot appeared in his hand, "Blood Demon Technique: Thousand Needle Fish Kill!"

The mouth of the pot opened instantly, and two golden koi swam out, flashing a strange light under the moonlight. The next moment, countless tiny poisonous needles burst out from the mouth, pouring down like a rainstorm.

"Puff puff!"

The poison needles penetrated Dio's body, bringing out a puff of blood mist. However, a strange scene happened - the wounds healed instantly.

"This..." Yu Hu's pupils shrank suddenly, and a trace of shock flashed in his eyes, "Is the self-healing ability actually reached this level?!"

Without time to think, Yu Hu flipped his hands, and another green pottery pot appeared in his hands: "Blood Demon Art·Water Hell Bowl!"

The pottery pot vibrated violently, and azure blue liquid gushed out of the pot mouth. The liquid twisted strangely in the air as if it had life, and quickly gathered with Dio as the center.

"Click. Click"

The water flow made a sound that made one's teeth ache, and in the blink of an eye, a huge water prison was formed around Dio. The blue liquid kept spinning, emitting strange fluctuations.

"Hehe." Yu Hu's slender fingers gently stroked the body of the pot, with a hint of pride in his voice, "In this water prison, the air is completely isolated, and no one can exert any strength!"

But he didn't pause at all, and another pot appeared in his palm: "Blood Demon Art: Octopus Pot Hell!"

"boom!"

Countless pitch-black tentacles sprang out. Each tentacle was as thick as a bucket, and its surface was covered with dense suction cups, which had a greasy sheen under the moonlight.

The tentacles instantly wrapped around the water prison, tightening like a python strangling its prey. The suction cups stuck tightly to the water surface, and countless tiny bubbles burst on the surface of the water prison.

"Crush it for me!"

Yu Hu shouted, and the tentacles exerted force at the same time, and the huge water ball instantly deformed. The water pressure increased dramatically, and countless small streams of water sprayed out from the gaps, forming water arrows under the moonlight.

The ground was hit by these high-pressure water streams, and several deep grooves were cut out instantly. On the walls, bricks and stones were smashed to pieces.

"This level of pressure is enough to tear anything into pieces!" Yu Hu showed a grim smile on his face.

Before he finished speaking, something strange happened.

A bone-chilling chill suddenly erupted from the center of the water ball, and the water vapor in the air instantly condensed into frost. The jets of water solidified in mid-air, turning into crystal clear ice arrows.

"Crack! Click!"

The cold air spread outward with Dio as the center, and the surrounding tentacles were instantly frozen.

"What?!" Yuhu's pupils suddenly shrank.

The next moment, with a "crash", all the frozen tentacles shattered at the same time, turning into countless crystal ice chips that fell down.

Before the ice chips fell to the ground, Dio's figure appeared, and a strange light suddenly flashed in his right eye.
"The sky cracked and the eyes were pierced with shock."

The white beam tore through the air and went straight to Yu Hu's throat. Wherever it passed, even the air made a sharp explosion sound.

"what!"

Yu Hu dodged the fatal blow with a flash, and the spot where he was just now was instantly pierced through, leaving two bottomless holes.

The next second, he emerged from another pottery pot ten meters away:

"Haha, this level of attack can't hit me. I can be in any pottery pot."

Before he finished speaking, Dio turned his head, and wherever his eyes looked, all the clay pots around him exploded under the impact of the high-pressure liquid, and fragments flew everywhere.

The fragments fell like raindrops, and every crisp sound was like a needle piercing into the heart of the jade pot.

"No!" Yu Hu's voice became hoarse. "My art! My collection! You barbarian!"

As soon as he finished speaking, Yu Hu's clothes were torn apart instantly. His body size increased by more than double, and his lower body turned into a thick fish tail covered with transparent scales.

The originally thin arms became thick and strong, and sharp claws grew on the fingertips.

"You bastard." Yu Hu's voice became hoarse and low, "You are the third person who has seen my heroic figure!"

A white beam shot out from Dio's right eye again, but this time, Yu Hu raised his arm and allowed the beam to hit his body.

"Buzz!"

The beam of light hit the transparent scales, but it was like shining on a kaleidoscope, instantly splitting into several beams and shooting around.

Yu Hu laughed fiercely: "How about it? This is the real art!"

(End of this chapter)