Nen users starting from Highschool of the Dead

Chapter 81 Muzan: It seems I really have to control you.

Sano always felt very lucky.

Previously, because of his naturally tall stature, he was a notorious bully in the village, who usually oppressed the villagers and acted tyrannically.

Until recently, I accidentally offended someone I shouldn't have.

He thought he was going to die.

Unexpectedly, this misfortune turned into a blessing, as he was noticed by Lord Muzan.

They were given blood by the other party and transformed into an immortal demon.

Despite its drawbacks of not being able to be exposed to the sun and needing to eat people, it is worth the long lifespan and powerful regenerative abilities it gains.

These shortcomings were nothing to him.

And the luckiest thing is that I encountered this prey in front of me today.

Just one glance was enough to make his mouth water.

Therefore, he was certain that the prey before him was the rare blood that the other evil spirits had mentioned.

Moreover, it's a rare blood type, the kind where one person can be equivalent to hundreds or thousands of people.

As long as he eats the man in front of him.

I am certain that I can become the Twelve Demon Moons, who stand at the pinnacle of demons.

It is at least among the top of the waning crescent moon.

It's not impossible for it to even become the crescent moon.

What surprised him was that the other party had actually discovered his spying.

But it doesn't matter anymore, the other party is just one person, and doesn't even have a weapon on him.

Bare-handed, he can't possibly kill me instantly.

"Hehehe."

Sano approached the man in front of him with a sinister grin, his voice hoarse: "Kid, blame your bad luck for running into me, Sano-sama."

"Don't worry, Grandpa Sano guarantees that he will eat every last bit of your flesh and blood, and he won't waste a single drop."

As he spoke, Sano's palm, as big as a clay pot, reached out to grab Su Yan.

Then a dark shadow quickly covered his face.

He was stunned, and he knelt down.

Who am I? Where am I? What am I doing?

Sano posed three questions about life.

I had absolutely no idea what was going on, or why I suddenly knelt down.

"Daring to challenge a Nen user without understanding the difference in strength."

Su Yan shook his head, looking at the demon he had knocked down with a single punch, and said with some disappointment, "As expected, trash is trash."

If it were the Demon King Muzan Kibutsuji, seeing someone like Su Yan, whose ability to devour one of them would be equivalent to a thousand others, would be quite a shock.

His first reaction would never be to charge at this piece of trash like he would have done.

Instead, we should reflect on whether this is the right thing to do.

This doesn't make sense, does it?

Then, at most, he would send other ghosts to deal with Su Yan, while he himself would remain hidden in the background.

"Useless trash, tell me, do you know Blood Demon Magic?"

Su Yan stomped on the chest of the useless ghost in front of him and asked sharply.

In his view, the most valuable thing in the world is not the Demon Slayer Corps' breathing techniques.

Rather, it is the Blood Demon Art possessed by the demons that Muzan Kibutsuji created using demon blood.

If I could use my initial awakened ability of equivalent exchange to obtain the Blood Demon Art from the demon.

So Muzan's demon blood was an inexhaustible treasure trove for him.

"How—how do you know about Blood Demon Arts?"

Sano's pupils suddenly contracted.

He looked at Su Yan with disbelief.

The intense pain in his chest made it hard for him to breathe.

"Didn't Muzan tell you that in Japan there's an organization called the Demon Slayer Corps that hunts down trash like you?"

Su Yan said coldly, "Alright, now tell me quickly, do you know Blood Demon Art?"

"No, don't kill me."

Sano was stunned.

The other party even knows about Lord Muzan, who turned himself into a demon?

Yes, I should have guessed it long ago, why ghosts are such powerful creatures.

However, on the surface, this world has always been dominated by humans, not by ghosts that have domesticated humans as livestock like cattle, sheep, pigs, and dogs.

Perhaps it's because there's a Demon Slayer Corps, an organization that kills demons, operating in the shadows.

That's why this result occurred.

He guessed that the man in front of him might be a member of the Demon Slayer Corps.

Thinking of this, Sano immediately begged Su Yan for mercy, saying, "I was only turned into a demon a few days ago, and I don't know Blood Demon Arts."

"Yes, I don't know blood demon magic, and I've never eaten a person. Please, spare me!"

"cut!"

Su Yan scoffed, "Who cares if you've eaten people or not?"

They weren't one of our own, so their death is no big deal and has nothing to do with him.

What he cared about was that since the ghost in front of him didn't know Blood Demon Arts, he couldn't test whether he could gain new abilities through equivalent exchange.

That would greatly reduce the other party's value.

"what?"

Sano was stunned.

He didn't expect that the other party wouldn't even care whether he had eaten people or not.

However, he did indeed see the coldness in Su Yan's eyes.

He had no doubt that the other party might attack him at any moment.

But what can he do now besides beg for mercy?

Sano pleaded, "Don't kill me, please, I'm a good person, I really haven't eaten anyone before."

nice guy?

Su Yan scoffed.

What kind of good person would intentionally attack someone else?

Of course, although the ghost in front of us doesn't know blood demon magic, it still has some use.

"Don't worry, not only will I not kill you, but I'll also bestow upon you something good, just like Muzan did!"

Su Yan spoke in a flat tone, devoid of any emotion, except for the last "good thing," where she emphasized it slightly.

After saying that, Su Yan conjured a silver needle and held it in his hand.

These are not ordinary silver needles.

Rather, it was the transformation ability he developed using the zombie virus in collaboration with Yuriko Takashiro during that year.

Overture to the Dead!

Once this silver needle is inserted into the brain, an ordinary person will be immediately infected by this psychic power and turned into a zombie under his control.

So what about the demons in Demon Slayer?

Could it be transformed into a ghost zombie that he could control?

Or, if he obtains Muzan's demon blood in the future, will he be able to integrate the power of the demon blood into the Requiem for the Dead, directly transforming people into beings who can use blood demon arts and are under his control?

He was really looking forward to it.

Then, with a flick of his finger, the silver needle in his hand instantly transformed into a silver thread and pierced into the other person's head.

Sano reacted quickly.

Its entire body began to emit a thick black aura.

"Power—power is emerging continuously."

Sano clenched his fists in the air, exuding an imposing aura, his expression resembling that of a villain about to turn evil.

"It works so well?"

Su Yan was stunned by the state of the "corrupted" ghost in front of him.

It couldn't possibly be due to zombie toxins, could it?

Could it be due to telekinesis?

Or is it a combination of both?

at the same time.

A man in a suit with curly hair, somewhere, elegantly took out a handkerchief and gently wiped the bloodstains from his hands.

With a calm expression, he muttered to himself, "There's a ghost, still alive, but suddenly out of control?"

"Is that you?"

Muzan Kibutsuji raised his head, his gaze fixed in a certain direction, as if he were watching someone: "I didn't expect..."

Has it really gotten this far? Looks like I really need to find a chance to teach you a lesson.

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"Miss Tamayo?!"

Having said that, Muzan Kibutsuji waved his hand at the being who was kneeling respectfully before him, whom he had just transformed into a demon, and said coldly, "Get lost!"