Demon Capital Slayer

Chapter 33 Two Enemy Forces
The army set off again the following morning.

"When mixing purple, the self-suggestion I choose is the sweetness and joy of love, while red represents a heart full of courage." Isshiki Ran, riding on a reindeer, recounted the information to Mikami, who was riding a white horse beside him.

The horse was brought by the Blue King early in the morning, along with a troop of cavalry who joined his army, said to be a new force sent from the Blue Kingdom to provide support.

Yu Jian was curious and thought it would be useful, so he took some time before setting off to learn how to ride a horse. With his exceptionally good physical coordination, he mastered the skill in just five minutes and then enjoyed it immensely.

It's likely that when our ancestors in the Han Dynasty chased the Xiongnu westward, singing their way to the west, they etched memories of horseback riding and battles into their DNA. Riding a pony brings joy.

But Yu Jian clearly hadn't forgotten the important matter.

Since last night, the Blue King beside me has become increasingly silent, but his aura has suddenly increased several times over, as if a raging flame has been ignited in his heart.

When a man becomes aware of this, the change is truly remarkable...

Yu Jian was speechless for a moment, then realized it was normal; wasn't he the same?

Lightly pressing the hilt of the sword is no longer the kind of calmness that forces oneself to abandon all negative emotions; that is actually a kind of coldness towards both oneself and others.

Right now, Yujian felt extremely calm, even with a great battle imminent.

By using a sword as a ruler to measure all things, one can calmly deal with all sorts of situations.

After realizing his own desires and wants last night, his mindset underwent a certain change, which, although not drastic, had a profound impact.

The most direct manifestation of this was that he found he could activate the Iron-Cutting Mode more consistently and for longer periods. The impact of changes in mindset on his abilities further proves the strong correlation between supernatural power and willpower and spirit.

"The remaining green represents relaxation, orange represents vitality, and yellow represents confidence. But considering the previous situation, I always feel that these emotions have undergone a mutation in the corresponding color kings, appearing quite... extreme." The Blue King frowned, revealing a worried expression.

"May I ask, what emotion do you represent?" Yu Jian looked at Lan Wang with a complicated expression, then quickly lowered his head to let the shadows cover his face.

The Blue King, who was walking ahead, did not notice his strange behavior and continued speaking in a very open manner.

"There's nothing I can't say. Blue represents calmness, but extremes can turn into coldness. That's why I can maintain a relatively normal way of thinking and it's easier for me to restore the original nature of blue."

"Restore?" Yu Jian paused, his hand holding the reins.

"Yes, after all, I am only one-seventh of Isshiki Blue. Apart from my feelings for Sissi, most of the time, I judge how I should react by analyzing the original Isshiki Blue."

Blue King's frankness eased the impact of these words, but a ripple still rose in Yu Jian's heart.

Philosophical zombies?
A philosophical zombie (or p-zombie) is a hypothetical entity that appears and physically resembles a normal human but lacks consciousness, feelings, or emotions.

In short, this thing can act out pain but doesn't actually feel it; it's just acting rather than genuinely feeling it.

But it seems a little different...

"If that's the case, why is it that the feelings related to Isshiki-senpai were preserved?" Mitsurugi asked bluntly.

As a socially inept individual, his communication style with strangers mirrors his swordsmanship, emphasizing directness and efficiency, which explains his poor social skills.

Blue King wasn't angry; instead, he laughed.

"What you really want to ask is whether this feeling is real, right?"

"..." Yu Jian remained silent, but that was also a form of response.

"To be honest, I don't know either." King Lan turned around and glanced at the rear of the army.

The carriage carrying Aizen Yurika and Isshiki Akane was protected deep within the central army. Separated from the massive military formation, the carriage, tightly isolated by soldiers, appeared extremely small, with only its general outline vaguely discernible.

"But I can't hate her, I can't let her go, I can't get rid of her. The first time I saw Sisi, I felt like I had really turned into the original Ichiro Blue."

"The thought of caring for and protecting his children popped up uncontrollably, and a jumble of emotions arose out of nowhere in his mind. He was not at all like the King of Colors, who represents reason."

A smile unconsciously appeared on Lan Wang's face. Apart from his peculiar blue beard and hair, he looked no different from a normal person. "If you can't figure it out, don't think about it," Yu Jian said.

“Yes, following your feelings is not necessarily a bad choice.” Blue King nodded in agreement.

"The next tactic is the same as before. I will lead the main force to take charge of the front, and you will go around to the rear."

“Okay.” Yu Jian replied crisply.

Perhaps it was because he had killed too many madmen from the capital, a group filled with assassins responsible for the Heavenly Punishment mission, that he found himself very adept at the surprise attack and decapitation tactic, to the point that it was no exaggeration to say he was very skilled at it.

Honestly, this feels pretty cool...

The sixteen-year-old swordsman drew a conclusion that was very much in the style of a bloodthirsty player.

The ice-blue army continued its advance. Despite yesterday's battle, the Blue King's army had not decreased in size; on the contrary, it had become even larger.

Yu Jian noticed that there was more than one additional cavalry unit among them.

The cavalry, clad in ice armor and riding warhorses similarly covered in frost, formed a formidable cavalry unit, resembling a medieval tank and exuding an overwhelming aura of power.

After a moment's thought, Yu Jian pressed his chest, where the paintbrush he had taken from the Purple King had been hidden, but now it was empty.

boom--!
A loud explosion rang out from both sides of the road, followed by two armies of different colors charging out from the left and right.

The orange ones on the right are a group of upright-walking... dinosaurs?
Yu Jian's eyes widened. He loved dinosaurs when he was a child, but when he saw the Triceratops berserker charging at him with a battle axe, his first reaction was to draw his sword and slash.

The light of the Blade of Destruction illuminated the army formation, instantly beheading the Triceratops berserker who was over three meters tall.

The enormous head landed on the ground, raising a cloud of dust, much like the starting gun that fired before a match, sending thousands of soldiers immediately into the bloody battlefield.

Yu Jian pulled on the reins, controlling the horse to charge to the side, with the thirteen white knights following closely behind on specially selected tall warhorses.

In front of them was an orange army composed of various humanoid dinosaurs, while on the other side emerged an army of different colors—tall swordsmen dressed in magnificent yellow robes.

These swordsmen, carrying two greatswords on their shoulders, resemble medieval mercenaries. They wear exquisite feathered hats or ornate wide-brimmed hats and berets, paired with long leggings and lantern-sleeved blouses. They also have slits in the cuffs and other places to reveal expensive and gorgeous silk linings underneath, making them look particularly flamboyant.

Their most distinctive feature is that they all have the head of a feline.

Good heavens, is this a feline version of the Doppel swordsman? Is his reaction speed seven times faster than a regular swordsman?
He rode his sword and crashed into the dinosaur berserker legion, and he was even somewhat relieved that the berserkers here were tall and strong.

With the agility of a feline combined with the terrifying destructive power of a two-handed greatsword, once this high-spec ProMax version of the Death Propeller starts spinning, even he wouldn't be confident of escaping unscathed.

Bending down to dodge the serrated double blades swung in succession by a Deinonychus, it was truly remarkable that a swordsman who had just learned to ride a horse could do this.

Fortunately, the distance had been widened, and most of the Dinosaur Berserkers were tied down by the Frozen Armored Warriors who were facing them head-on. Only a few followed him and the White Knights away from the main battlefield.

So, Yu Jian simply jumped off his horse.

Before launching a decapitation strike from the enemy king's tent, you must first eliminate the relentless pursuit of these boot-wearing ghosts.

"Roar!"

Another Triceratops berserker wielding its double axes charged at him. Yu Jian didn't intend to confront the terrifying power of this prehistoric behemoth head-on, but instead of retreating, he accelerated his run.

Just before being hit, he suddenly fell to the ground and slid in a tackle-like motion to avoid the attack, then passed right past the Triceratops Berserker.

At the same time, the pale katana in his hand flapped like the wings of a falcon, nimbly 'grazing' the opponent's waist and abdomen, cutting open a wide opening that allowed the internal organs to easily escape.

Natural Mind-Body Flow - Thunder Sword!

(End of this chapter)