At the same time, traveling through time, starting from subverting the war at the top

Chapter 38 I don’t have any talent, I rely on my brothers
Jifutaro stared at Lin Mo and Kocho Shinobu as if they were facing a formidable enemy.

Lin Mo glanced at Jifu Taro, then casually tossed the head of the demon in his hand to Shinobu Kocho and said, "Miss Kocho, please inject her with some wisteria flower toxin. Although she's not very powerful, she's still an upper-rank demon after all. The dosage can be slightly higher, as long as she survives."

Although she didn't understand why Lin Mo didn't kill Daki immediately, out of trust, Shinobu Kocho still chose to do so.

"Good evening, Miss Ghost."

Shinobu Kocho held Daki's head in both hands, looked at her with her signature smile on her face.

"Let's get along well from now on, but before that, please cooperate with me."

Lin Mo turned to look at the prostitute Taro and said with a smile: "Don't worry, Miss Butterfly won't do anything. We can start over."

Jifu Taro looked at Lin Mo's calm and peaceful smiling face, and somehow felt his whole body become extremely cold.

After becoming a ghost, he hadn't felt this way for many years.

What's with this feeling of oppression?!
He had only felt this feeling from Lord Muzan and Douma, who gave him blood and turned them into demons.

But there are some differences.

No, how can a mere human being be compared with those two adults!
The look of fear vanished, replaced by anger.

Endless anger.

Jifu Taro stared at Lin Mo with a ferocious expression on his face, and said in a hoarse voice: "You are very different, different from all the pillars I have killed so far."

"You were born extraordinary, you have the talent to be chosen."

"I'm so jealous! Why do geniuses like you exist in this world? Please just die as soon as possible!"

Because it is in the red-light district, beautiful people are sought after here, and ugly people are treated with the greatest malice.

Born ugly, the prostitute Taro has been despised by people around him since he was a child, including his mother.

Growing up in such an environment, Jifutaro has had an inferiority complex since childhood.

This inferiority complex was well hidden by him until he became a debt collector.

He has been extremely ferocious in fighting since he was a child, and he fights with a completely reckless attitude. This ability is just right for collecting debts.

Being fierce and ruthless enough, as a debt collector, Jifutaro soon made a name for himself in the red-light district.

Jifutaro began to enjoy the fact that people around him were afraid of him, especially his ugly appearance, which deepened other people's fear, which made him feel proud.

But in fact, he is still that fragile and humble boy in his heart.

Jifutaro was jealous and hated all the people in the world who were more talented, more handsome, and happier than him.

He cannot tolerate others' happiness, and Jifutaro makes up for his inner inferiority by plundering and destroying everything from others.

The two siblings are extremely united on this point.

If I get caught in the rain, I'll tear everyone else's umbrella into pieces.

"Talent?"

Lin Mo seemed to hear something funny.

Before awakening, he had practiced sword skills for many years, but could only barely pass the selection for the Demon Slayer Corps.

There are countless people in this world who are more talented than him.

There are those who can teach themselves and become Flame Pillars with the help of three volumes of the guide book on Breathing of Fire, and there are also those who have never learned sword before but became Pillars after just two months of wielding a sword, not to mention Yoriichi Tsugikuni, who was born with markings and comprehended the transparent world as a child.

Lin Mo thought that compared to them, he had absolutely no talent.

I, Lin Mo, just have many brothers.

"Go to hell!"

Jifutaro raised the blood-red sickle in both hands and swung it rapidly, slashing at Lin Mo countless times.

[Blood Demon Art: Blood Splatter Scythe]!
An indescribable bloody slash cut through the air and enveloped Lin Mo with a hissing sound.

Shinobu Kocho, who was watching the fight from the side, changed her expression slightly when she saw this. She felt strongly that even a slight injury from those bloody slashes as thin as blades would be extremely dangerous.

Is this the strength of an upper-rank demon?

Even Kocho Shinobu, who was known for her agility, was not sure she could dodge Jifu Taro's attack. Kocho Shinobu looked at Lin Mo on the field and couldn't help but show a look of worry, but she soon discovered something unusual.

Facing such dense bloody slashes, Lin Mo seemed to be strolling in the garden.

But every time he was able to avoid the blood blade that was bound to hit him.

Shinobu Kocho had also seen this strange scene when she was in the Swordsmith Village. This was not something that could be achieved simply by being fast.

"Why can't I cut it?!"

"Why can't I even hit it with a single blow!!!"

"It only takes one cut, just one cut."

"Why, why!"

The two blood sickles in Jifutaro's hands are coated with a deadly poison. Even a pillar-level swordsman cannot withstand this poison for long.

Therefore, in Jifutaro's view, as long as he could hit Lin Mo, even with just one blow.

Then he will be the one who wins in the end.

But the more he tried to hit, the more he missed.

Jifutaro was waving his arms wildly like a mantis, and every time he waved, a blood-red light curtain appeared.

But no matter how fast he swung, the bloody slash could not catch up with Lin Mo.

Jifutaro's movements gradually became difficult and he began to slow down.

Even as an upper-rank demon, he cannot maintain full output for a long time.

Shinobu Kocho, who was a pillar standing next to him, could naturally see this. In her opinion, it was only a matter of time before Jifutaro was defeated.

Stopped.

Are you giving up?
Shinobu Kocho thought to herself.

Jifutaro suddenly raised his head with a ferocious smile on his face. He stretched out his right hand with two fingers raised.

"Now let's see how you can hide!"

"Come back, Blood Scythe!"

The words have not yet fallen.

From all directions, the blood blades that Lin Mo had originally avoided came back again.

In other words, Lin Mo had to face all of Jifutaro's previous attacks at once.

Shinobu Kocho looked at the bloody blades in the sky, her face pale.

"Can this guy control these bloody slashes? Will his blood slashes not stop until they hit the target?!"

It turned out that he had been planning this from the beginning.

These blood blades are essentially the blood of Jifu Taro.

He can certainly manipulate it.

Lin Mo looked at the blood blades all over the sky, drew out the Sun Wheel Sword, and took a deep breath.

The next moment, the sun's flames began to rise vigorously from the base of the blade in his hand, quickly enveloping the Sun Blade.

If you look carefully, you can see that the Sun Wheel Sword in Lin Mo's hand is wrapped in double flames.

Lin Mo slashed out diagonally with his knife.

The blood curtain composed of blood blades in the sky was shattered.

After defeating the blood-colored light curtain, the Sun Flame Blade continued to fly towards Jifu Taro without slowing down.

The knife was so fast that Jifutaro had no time to react and his left arm was cut off.

(End of this chapter)