In the Sand Village, the clones are everywhere, and the Arkham game begins

Chapter 256 A tragic death
However, Beimingyu Xingming's Sun Blade broke within two seconds.

But at least this did stop Muzan a little bit, so it worked.

Shimizu instantly appeared in front of Muzan, wielding the Nichirin Sword with both hands and swinging it at him.

"Breathing of Li·Seventh Form·Liyuan Mirror!"

A clear and dazzling blue round mirror appeared, and then shattered with a loud bang.

The giant baby shattered into pieces in an instant, turning into pieces of meat and falling off, revealing the desperate figure of Wuzan.

Five figures blocked Muzan's figure in unison, while Shimizu held the sword in one hand and looked at Muzan in front of him with his back to the light.

Suddenly, a ray of golden morning light rose from the east.

But Wuzan still didn't give up.

He was almost abandoned as a stillborn baby, and he has been fighting death ever since he was born.

Thousands of years have passed until now, and his desire to survive has not only not weakened, but has become stronger with the passage of time.

But now that things have come to this, no matter how strong his desire to survive is, it’s useless.

The sun has risen, and even if Qingshui does not take action, the remaining pillars are enough to drag him down and burn him to ashes.

"Snake Breath·Wu Shape·Wending Snake!"

"Breath of Rock·Shape of Wu·Walun Punishment Department!"

"Breath of the Sun·Third Shape·Fire Dance!"

……

All the pillars involuntarily used their most powerful moves at this moment.

Qingshui didn't even take action, but was just on guard to prevent casualties or other unexpected situations.

It was not until the last moment, when Muzan tried to break out again, that Shimizu took action.

"Breathing of Li·Land Form·Dance of the Dragon at Night."

The escape chakra emerged, and a bright blue Chilong pounced on Muzan and killed him. The last bit of his flesh and blood left in the world turned into ashes in the half-lit sunlight.

"Bang!"

The Sun Blade fell to the ground.

A swordsman suddenly knelt down, staring blankly in the direction where Muzan disappeared, with a confused look in his eyes.

"Have all the ghosts... finally been eliminated?"

"Not necessarily."

Qingshui shook his head.

All the swordsmen who had just relaxed became nervous again.

Even more nervous were Tamayo and Yushiro.

"We are no longer ghosts."

Tamayo gently took out two syringes from her sleeves.

"Yushiro and I were injected with drugs that would turn us back into humans when the sun was about to rise. Otherwise, we wouldn't be able to bask in the warm sunshine like we are now. And Nezuko has also turned back into a human."

"Yes, Master Tamayo is right!"

Qingshui shook his head.

"I'm not referring to you. Muzan and the Twelve Demon Moons have been eliminated, and there will indeed be no other demons appearing in the future. However, the demons that appeared in the Infinite Castle tonight are still demons with a certain strength. So those little demons that Muzan thought would be useless in the battle may not be dead yet.

Although they are very weak, they are still a threat to ordinary people. If they continue to eat many people, their strength will continue to increase. "

So this is ah……

Yes, Muzan created so many demons, it is very likely that some of them slipped through the net. Shimizu's statement was recognized by most of the team members.

In fact, Qingshui had some selfish motives in saying this.

Now that Muzan has been eliminated, what will happen to the Demon Slayer Corps next?
Many people join the Demon Slayer Corps just to fight against demons and seek revenge on them.

Now that Muzan is dead, the number of demons has decreased drastically, and perhaps many swordsmen will quit the Demon Slayer Corps.

The officials above don't want to see the existence of an organization like the Demon Slayer Corps.

An unofficial violent organization with bases all over Neon, with a complete set of intelligence channels and human logistics systems, as well as hundreds of people who master breathing techniques and possess extraordinary powers.

This organization also has enormous wealth and connections accumulated over hundreds of years, and has the ability to pass on knowledge in an orderly manner.

If it weren't for the need to fight against ghosts, which ruler would allow such a force to exist right under his nose!
But Shimizu doesn't want to disband the Demon Slayer Corps so soon.

At least if it is to be disbanded, it should be done gradually over the next few years, so that I can give myself room to operate.

Shimizu hopes to keep the Demon Slayer Corps alive in another way as a card in his hand.

He hoped to rely on the power inherited from the Ubuyashiki clan, combined with his own strength, to control Japan, change Japan's system, and restore the shogunate system within five to eight years.

According to normal channels, it would be impossible for him to take control of the country in such a short time. It would be considered fast for him to enter the cabinet in ten years.

Therefore, restoring the shogunate is the most appropriate way.

It is not easy to plot for the throne of the Japanese Emperor, but if the shogunate is restored and the Japanese Emperor falls into one's hands, there may be room for further operations.

Shimizu is not worried about failure either.

In this age before the emergence of nuclear weapons, he was invincible as he possessed great power and a demonic body.

These plots certainly cannot be spoken out now, and Qingshui only has a rough plan in his mind.

Just when all the swordsmen were cheering for their victory, Beimingyu Xingming suddenly covered his chest with a look of pain, half-knelt on the ground, and his energy quickly weakened.

"Mr. Xingming!"

Tanjiro, who was closest to Xingming, hurried forward and supported Xingming.

Qingshui frowned, walked forward, first used a palm magic to restore his blood, then reached out and bit his finger, and quickly used his own blood as material to draw sealing spells on Beiming Yuxing's arms.

The latter's markings are located on the arms and have a rock-like gray-black texture.

After drawing the spell on both arms, he immediately drew a circle around them with the spell.

All the swordsmen looked at Qingshui and Beimingyu Xingming with concern.

They didn't know what had happened, why the Rock Pillar, which was so powerful when fighting Muzan just now, suddenly became like this.

But they could see that Qingshui was saving Xingming in some way.

Several pillars silently surrounded the area.

They have all seen some of Qingshui's skills, such as his miraculous healing abilities.

"Seal: Seal the Evil!"

Qingshui formed seals with his hands and pressed them on Xingming's markings.

The sealing spell on the ground suddenly crawled towards Xingming's body like a reptile, and finally condensed in Qingshui's palm, combining into an extremely complex spell.

Beimingyu Xingming let out a muffled groan, then raised his head while gasping for breath.

Qingshui nodded secretly in his heart.

This sealing method is indeed effective.

It seems that my guess is right.

The markings may indeed be a means of utilizing natural energy similar to fairy arts, but they are closer to a degraded version of fairy arts, Orochimaru's curse seal.

(End of this chapter)