Crossover Anime: Starting from Jobless Reincarnation

Despite Muzan Kibutsuji's initial ability to hold his own against Roja thanks to his immortality, he was completely unable to withstand the burning sensation once Roja switched his breathing.

Given Muzan Kibutsuji's regenerative abilities, even if a swordsman's crimson blade were to strike him, Muzan could immediately regenerate. The crimson blade, which can inflict great damage on demons, is actually somewhat inadequate in front of him, the progenitor of demons.

But now Muzan Kibutsuji is facing Roa.

The temperature around Roya was already higher, and when Roya put the crimson sword back into his waistband, Muzan Kibutsuji already sensed something was wrong.

The places where the head and body were severed by the Crimson Blade could not be restored. The scorching heat continued to burn the wounds, and even Muzan Kibutsuji could not stop the spread of this power.

It was at this moment that Muzan Kibutsuji discovered an extremely terrifying problem.

The spot where the opponent cut off him seemed unable to regenerate.

The whip and other parts can still be broken by the burned and severed parts, barely suppressing the burning sensation and regenerating, but this time, Muzan Kibutsuji's head cannot.

Muzan Kibutsuji looked at Roya with a sinister gaze and said, "Kid, I admit you're strong. How about this: you give me your blood. I don't know what secrets you hold. You give me your blood, and I'll turn you into a demon. Don't rush to refuse. Becoming a demon grants you endless lifespan and an invincible body. The only price is eating some random people."

The original cliff collapsed completely, the so-called jade throne fell to the ground, and surrounding rubble continued to fall from above, crashing onto the ground.

Roya stared expressionlessly at Muzan Kibutsuji, the crimson blade in his hand shining ever brighter.

Muzan Kibutsuji wanted to speak, but Roya let him speak. Muzan Kibutsuji wanted to buy time to recover from his injuries as much as possible, and Roya was also gathering his strength at this time.

Roja's long golden hair fluttered in the wind, and his Demon Slayer Corps uniform was no longer as neat as before. His left arm, ripped open by the shockwave released by Muzan Kibutsuji, revealed his slender, not particularly strong arm. Roja stared intently into Muzan's eyes, his golden pupils radiating a powerful aura.

That aura made Muzan Kibutsuji very uncomfortable. For thousands of years, he had been used to doing whatever he wanted as the Demon King, and everyone had to bow down in front of him. But now, Muzan Kibutsuji actually felt a strange sense of groveling before him.

With an unnatural expression, Muzan Kibutsuji continued speaking to Roya, "How about it? I can make you the second Demon King, a Demon King who doesn't have to obey my orders. How about it? Join me?"

At this moment, Roya laughed, his crimson-gold eyes revealing disdain. Roya said indifferently, "How pathetic to become a creature like you."

Enraged by this, Muzan Kibutsuji suddenly thrust out his whip, which was embedded in the ground, and attacked Roya's location from all directions.

Roya said expressionlessly, "Is that all you know? Kibutsuji Muzan."

The anger on Muzan Kibutsuji's face faded, and his eyes, now only showing the whites, looked at Roya and said, "You think you can dodge a few more moves? If you get hit by the next attack, you'll die on the spot. The whip carries my blood and will act according to my will. The cells within won't turn you into a demon, but will destroy all your cells. One hit is enough to kill you. Kid, don't get hit by my attack."

But the next moment, Muzan Kibutsuji was speechless.

Flames rose, and Roya had already gripped the Crimson Blade in his hand.

That was a towering flame. At that moment, when Luo Ya moved, Kibutsuji Muzan recalled the fear of being dominated by Yoriichi Tsugikuni.

Fear surged through his body like a tidal wave, and the pain from his wounds remained unhealed even after three hundred years.

Roya drew the Nichirin Blade hanging at his waist, concentrating all his power into a single point. The color of the crimson blade changed again, becoming as dazzling as the sun. Even from a great distance, Muzan Kibutsuji could still feel the terrifying heat emanating from it.

If you were hit by this knife, even if you didn't die, you would be badly injured.

Escape, you must escape.

However, if I eat this thing now, I will definitely be able to advance further, and even without the blue spider lily, I will no longer be afraid of the sunlight.

Amidst his chaotic thoughts, Muzan Kibutsuji revealed a resolute expression. He calculated in his mind that as long as he could withstand this attack, he would repeat the same tactic and use Blood Demon Art to severely injure his opponent.

Such a powerful strike would be an immense strain on the human body.

In the midst of his internal struggle, Muzan Kibutsuji made his most fatal mistake.

In reality, when Muzan Kibutsuji was distracted by thought, his fate was already sealed.

If Muzan Kibutsuji had been more decisive and realized something was wrong, he would have been reduced to over 700 pieces on the spot, and perhaps he could have struggled a little longer. But when Roja realized the other's intentions, the outcome was already self-evident.

This strike was incredibly swift, and Muzan Kibutsuji had no chance to dodge it. The scorching red blade cleaved Muzan Kibutsuji's body in two, and then shattered all the incoming whips. At the very moment the blade struck, the surrounding temperature rose again.

The high temperature caused the surrounding air to distort, creating rolling heat waves.

Muzan Kibutsuji's idea was too naive.

When Muzan Kibutsuji realized his mistake, he could only continue down this path of no return.

The first technique was about to be activated again, and the sound waves began to build. At such close range, the opponent's knife had already struck him, and Roya had no means of defense at this moment.

The scalding heat split his upper and lower body in two. The damage Muzan Kibutsuji suffered at this moment was no less than it was three hundred years ago. If he didn't devour his opponent this time, even if he recuperated for another three hundred years, he probably wouldn't be able to recover to his previous state.

Roya showed no mercy, neither dodging nor avoiding, the momentum of his crimson blade undiminished, and slashed directly at Muzan Kibutsuji's head. Muzan Kibutsuji's head, which had already been slashed twice, was struck by this blow. His face was contorted in rage as the crimson blade pierced through him. It felt like magma was being poured into his head; the terrible sensation was indescribable.

The massive sound waves had already been generated.

Once I release it, even he will surely die.

But the next moment, he realized that something was very wrong.

A strong sense of crisis washed over me.

The other party actually let go?

As the crimson blade pierced the skull, Roya decisively released his grip. The burning crimson blade, like a meteor, slammed Muzan Kibutsuji's head towards the ground.

In that instant, Muzan Kibutsuji's eyes narrowed. Suddenly, out of the corner of his eye, he saw another crimson sword at the other's waist.

The other party had always carried two crimson swords, but they had never used them, causing me to subconsciously overlook this one.

Sensing something was wrong, Muzan Kibutsuji acted decisively, ceasing to release the sonic waves he had been preparing. His instinct for fear of death overcame his greed, and his body began to disintegrate, preparing to turn into pieces of flesh and escape.

Chapter 145 Devouring

Even if the fragments of Muzan's body are destroyed, it doesn't matter. As long as one fragment survives, he can use his unparalleled regenerative ability to fully restore himself.

That's what Muzan Kibutsuji thought, and that's what he believed.

It's laughable, really. Because of greed, they missed the best chance to escape and chose to fight for their lives, but at the most crucial moment, they chickened out and chose to escape to survive.

But it was all too late. When Roya gripped the crimson blade at his waist, the battle was already over.

Like the Sword of Damocles hanging over his head, the fear of facing death directly almost drove Muzan Kibutsuji mad.

No, no, no, faster, faster! As long as we can scatter, we can survive!

But in the end, it was all too late.

"The sword of light."

The crimson blade was drawn, its crimson color dominating the surrounding space. In that instant, the intense, suffocating sense of danger finally subsided.

There was no escape, no way to get away. The massive crimson slash enveloped every possible escape route for Muzan Kibutsuji.

"No, no, no! Faster, faster, move, you bastard!" Muzan Kibutsuji screamed hoarsely, his hideous face contorted with intense emotion.

The crimson blade fell, its target this time being all of Muzan Kibutsuji's mangled flesh.

A flash of fire appeared, and Muzan Kibutsuji didn't know how he had been hit. By the time he realized what was happening, his entire body was being burned by the scorching flames.

"Me? What is this?"

Muzan Kibutsuji looked up in confusion, his gaze finally settling on Roya's body. Roya's aura was so domineering that it almost crushed everything around him.

Roya walked indifferently to Muzan Kibutsuji, his eyes narrowing slightly as he looked at the pieces of flesh scattered on the ground. He said calmly, "Can you withstand this kind of abyss-like terror?"

Muzan Kibutsuji looked up, his entire head now engulfed in crimson flames. He murmured, "Why? Why?"

Then she roared, "Why? I just want to live! What did I do wrong? Why? I can't die! I can't die! Oh, Nakime, get me out of here! Get me out of here!"

Roya gazed calmly at Muzan Kibutsuji's dissipating body and smiled slightly, saying, "How ugly, Muzan."

After saying that, he poked the bits of flesh on the ground with his khaki sword.

Muzan Kibutsuji was indeed a pitiful person, but that pitifulness vanished when he became a demon.

Kibutsuji Muzan was born in the distant Heian period. Even before his birth, Muzan was haunted by the shadow of death. In his mother's womb, his heart stopped beating due to his weakness, and he was even born as a stillborn infant.

Although Muzan managed to crawl back from the brink of death thanks to his obsession with survival, he was still diagnosed with a terminal illness and was told he wouldn't live past twenty, so he was bedridden most of the time.

A kind doctor developed a medicine to prolong his life, but the side effects of the medicine made Muzan believe that his condition had worsened, so he killed the doctor in anger.

It wasn't until after the doctor's death that Muzan discovered he had not only regained his health but also gained immortality and an even stronger body. However, he also began to crave human flesh and blood.

From that moment on, Muzan Kibutsuji became an immortal monster, frantically devouring human flesh in order to gain even greater power.

Kibutsuji Muzan is essentially an extremely selfish person. Perhaps at some point, his human side was infinitely compressed and shrunk until it disappeared. How can he be considered human now?

Muzan Kibutsuji roared hoarsely, finally raising his eyes to stare intently at Roya, a mocking expression on the half of his face that had not yet melted away.

Roya was slightly taken aback. He looked down at Muzan Kibutsuji, poked him again with his crimson sword, and asked curiously, "Why are you making that expression?"

Muzan Kibutsuji gritted his teeth and said, "In this world, you are the monsters. You and Yoriichi Tsugikuni are the monsters. You were born with such powerful talents and have reached heights that others can never reach. You were born to be the darlings of fate. How could you understand the sorrow and pain of people like us?"

Luo Ya clicked his tongue, looked at Muzan Kibutsuji's dissipated body, thought for a moment, and asked curiously, "Do you have anything you want to give me?"

Upon hearing this, Muzan Kibutsuji was slightly taken aback, then overjoyed. His expression twisted into a ferocious grin as he said, "Humans, humans, hahaha, look, this is the tragedy of being human. Even someone as powerful as you will perish in a hundred years. What will you leave behind? Come, become a demon, become a demon king like me. In the future, you will become even stronger, you will possess even greater power. I can feel it. Once you become a demon, you will no longer be troubled by sunlight. Come, stretch out your hand, I will give you all my blood."

Roya's expression became somewhat subtle. To be honest, Roya was indeed very interested in Muzan Kibutsuji's immortality. Such powerful immortality combined with dragon transformation could almost turn him into an unkillable cockroach. However, the problem was that Roya was afraid that eating him would cause adverse reactions, just like eating a poisonous mushroom. Although it could satisfy hunger for a short time, the problem was that a whole series of adverse reactions would follow.

After thinking for a moment, Luo Ya summoned the system and began his first inquiry in this world.

"System, can I fuse with Muzan Kibutsuji's blood to become a Demon King?" Roya asked the system with a thought.

[The Ghost King's bloodline has a 1% compatibility with the current Immaculate Body and cannot be fused.]

It cannot merge with other organisms, but it can devour them.

Luo Ya frowned slightly, curiously asking the system again in his mind, "Devour? What kind of devouring method is that?"

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