He's in Marvel, working behind the scenes.

As he spoke, he recalled Suzamaru's reaction when Yahaba mentioned Muzan's name, and continued, "But in that situation, to still instinctively react to Muzan, as Muzan's demons, you are too pathetic."

Generally speaking, battles between ghosts are usually fruitless because they cannot inflict a fatal wound on each other.

However, the demons transformed by Muzan Kibutsuji will have his cells remaining in their bodies.

These cells can damage the cells of ghosts, and if they are close enough, they can even read thoughts, sense location, and communicate telepathically over long distances, making them veritable puppets.

Is it pathetic?

Zhu Shamaru lowered her head and muttered to herself, "One of the Twelve Demon Moons has died. Even if we get back the escapee's head, it won't quell that lord's wrath..."

As the low, cold words were spoken, Zhu Shamaru slowly stood up, and the bullets embedded in her muscles were squeezed out one by one.

Yushiro instinctively stepped in front of Tamayo, his tense expression tinged with disbelief.

Coulson and Barbie, who had just relaxed, became tense again.

Even Tamayo slightly parted her lips.

Chapter Seventy-Two: Victory

"Yahaha, although this is the first time I've met you, thank you for buying me the time!"

Zhu Shawan muttered something and then raised her head, her distorted face filled with murderous intent.

"Lady Tamayo, please step back!"

Yushiro stood in front of Tamayo, shielding her behind him.

But Tamayo gently shook her head and refused.

"No need."

"Ok?"

Yushiro was puzzled, but out of trust in Tamayo, he obediently stepped aside.

"Do you look down on me as one of the Twelve Demon Moons?" Shusamaru chuckled morbidly. "Although I haven't fully recovered, it's enough to crush you all."

Tamayo shook her head slightly again and said indifferently, "Your companion is not one of the Twelve Demon Moons, and I'm afraid you are not either."

"What did you say!?"

Zhu Shawan's eyes widened as if she had heard something out of the blue.

“As far as I know, the Twelve Demon Moons have numbers engraved on their eyes to indicate their identities, but he doesn’t.” Tamayo said, glancing at the eyeball that rolled out of his crushed body; indeed, there were no numbers engraved on it.

Upon seeing this, Zhu Shawan exclaimed in disbelief.

"No, it's impossible!"

"I am the Twelfth Ghost Moon, as personally acknowledged by that lord. There is no way this is fake. It must be you, you treacherous woman, playing tricks again!"

"I won't fall for your tricks, and I won't listen to anything you say anymore. I'm going to use all my strength to twist your head off!"

Zhu Shawan shook her head hysterically and shouted as she backed away, her expression filled with fear.

It wasn't the fear that this seemingly gentle and elegant woman, who was actually like a devil, would lure her into her trap again, but the fear that everything she said was true.

She admired and followed Muzan Kibutsuji not for immortality, but for his captivating power and the title of the Twelve Strongest Demons.

If all of this is fake, she doesn't know how to face the rest of her life.

Therefore, before Tamayo could produce evidence or she herself could be convinced, she wanted to tear this woman's head off and leave the truth forever unknown.

After letting out her final roar, she activated the cells in her body, causing a pair of arms to grow from her armpits and both sides of her abdomen. Blood mist filled her palms and gathered into spheres.

"go to hell!"

Zhu Shamaru twisted her body, assuming the most suitable posture for using all six arms to exert force, and then...

"Puff puff puff puff..."

His body felt like a deflated balloon, constantly spraying out a mist of blood.

Zhu Shawan's body shrank at a visible rate, eventually turning into a puddle of thick liquid.

"Ugh!"

Tamayo closed her eyes reluctantly and sighed softly.

Zhu Shawan inhaled the White Day Demon Incense, causing her brain function to decline. She was no longer able to process information about "decomposing toxins in the body" while simultaneously processing information about what was happening in the outside world.

However, Muzan Kibutsuji's fear was implanted deep within the hearts of every demon.

When Yahaba called out Muzan's name, she instinctively shifted her attention from breaking down the toxins in her body to reality.

Then, the toxins in the body, no longer suppressed, continue to spread and grow...

Zhu Shawan's brain was no longer able to process so much information, so she naturally did not notice the changes in her body.

Instead of focusing on suppressing the spread of the toxins and breaking them down, she released all her power... It's like when a flood comes, instead of building a dam, she blows it up.

Instantly, the toxin spread throughout the body, destroying all cells.

After sighing, Tamayo opened her eyes and regained her calm and composed demeanor.

She turned around and went to Barbie and Coulson to examine them.

Barbie suffered a significant impact to her internal organs, and several of her ribs and sternum were broken.

However, due to his strong physique, this injury, which would kill an ordinary person without immediate surgery, is only considered a minor serious injury. With treatment and rest for ten to fifteen days, he can fully recover.

And Coulson...

"...There is only one way to save you now."

After examining Coulson's condition, Tamayo remained silent for a moment before saying, "Your injuries are too severe. Even if I were to perform surgery on you now, you would almost certainly die. Only by becoming a demon can you survive."

If you have a reason to live even if it means sacrificing your humanity, I will save you.

"..."

There was no answer; Coulson had already fallen unconscious.

He was already severely injured, and then he inhaled the demonic incense during the day. If it weren't for his body's self-protection mechanism, his last burst of energy before death, and his worries about the situation, he would have already passed out.

Now, Zhu Shawan has been lost.

His tense nerves relaxed, and he lost consciousness at that moment.

Tamayo grasped Coulson's wrist; his pulse was barely perceptible. If he didn't become a demon, he would have no chance to wake up again.

“That’s Coulson’s situation…” Tamayo turned to Barbie and said, “So, will he live as a demon, or die as a human?”

"...Save him!"

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"They won already!?"

Gu Qing was taken aback when she heard the system notification.

In the original story, Tamayo and Yushiro only managed to win with the help of the protagonist siblings... no, it should be said that the protagonist siblings grew stronger in battle with the help of Tamayo and Yushiro.

Because in that battle, the main characters, the brother and sister, were the main force in the fight.

And now, they've won just by relying on Yushiro as their main player?

Gu Qing stroked his chin thoughtfully and quickly figured out the key to the problem—the wisteria flowers.

Whether it was because the prescription for turning Muzan into a demon contained herbs that were countered by wisteria flowers, or for some other reason, demons, including Muzan, had an inexplicable aversion and fear of wisteria flowers and would not approach them.

Furthermore, the toxins extracted from wisteria flowers can cause fatal damage to ghost cells.

Tamayo herself is a doctor who has studied demons for hundreds of years, and she probably knows more about the physical structure of demons than even Muzan, the Demon King.

With a poison that can subdue demons at her disposal, it is entirely reasonable for her to be able to kill demons stronger than herself.

In the final battle of the original work, it was Tamayo who weakened Muzan multiple times by using the four-fold chain of poisons, which allowed the entire Demon Slayer Corps to fight to the death to drag him out until dawn and win the final victory.

"I was worried you guys wouldn't be able to handle it, so I asked that guy for help..."

Gu Qing was both amused and exasperated.

Because the system categorizes people's strength into different levels and evaluates them based on various factors, people with higher combat levels usually win against those with lower levels, so he subconsciously judges the outcome of battles based on their strength levels.

However, real battles are often complex and unpredictable, with external factors such as timing, location, personnel, and luck also influencing the outcome.

If being strong guaranteed victory, then there would be no need for battles.

Let's flex our muscles at the start, and whoever is weaker can just admit defeat.

Chapter Seventy-Three: Frankness

"This is a great opportunity to get the Demon Slayer Corps into S.H.I.E.L.D.'s sights; we can't let it go to waste."

Gu Qing pondered for a moment, then looked at the Twelve Demon Moons, which were closest to Tamayo.

"Then, you can go!"