Outside the quaint mansion, the full moon hung high, the mist continued to spread, and the moonlight was as white as snow.
It was a dark and windy night.
"Tap-tap-tap-tap-"
The sound of crisp footsteps sounded on the gravel path outside the mansion, gradually approaching.
The person who came was wearing a pitch-black windbreaker, and under the windbreaker was a dress for the banquet.
He slowly took off the top hat on his head, raised his eyes, and stared at the figure sitting quietly under the eaves in front of him with a pair of plum-red eyes.
This figure was drinking alone under the moonlight, as if he had been waiting for a long time.
"You came."
Ubuyashiki Yōya gently put down the wine glass in his hand and raised his head with a smile.
He slowly opened his slightly narrowed eyes and took a deep look at the extremely evil ghost who came to the yard.
This is the existence he wants to see "day and night". How long has he been waiting for this day to arrive?
The wine in the cup was slightly cold, and with a hint of drunkenness, Yoya Shiki stood up slowly and faced the ghost in front of him.
At this moment, the Lord of the Demon Slayer Squad and the Ghost King who had existed for thousands of years finally came face to face.
"This... must be the first time you dare to appear in front of us, right? The Demon Slayer Squad has been chasing the evil ghost for thousands of years, Demon Dance Tsuji Muzan."
Ubuyashiki Yōya's tone was calm, perhaps because he drank some wine, which allowed him to remain unafraid even when facing the Ghost King who was countless times more powerful than himself.
The 'we' he refers to are naturally the Ubuyashiki clan, and this is indeed the first time that Onibatsuji Muzan has dared to appear in person at the Demon Slayer headquarters to confront members of their clan like he does now.
"dare?"
Onibutsuji Muzan's originally smiling face turned cold in an instant.
He didn't understand why the human being in front of him was qualified to use the word "dare" to describe himself.
They are just weak human beings. Whether it is the Ubuyashiki Yaoya in front of him or the previous heads of the Ubuyashiki family, they are just ordinary people with no power. Is it necessary for him to come in front of such an ant?
Coming here today is just to settle the matter - since he has come in person, the Demon Slayer Corps will be destroyed tonight!
But... for some reason, Kibutsuji Muzan looked at Uyashiki Yōya in front of him, and felt that he had vaguely overlooked something important.
That's right! He suddenly remembered the information he had collected, about the Ubuyashiki clan, and even about Ubuyashiki Yōya...
Haven't the Uyashiki clan been trapped in an inexplicable curse? It is said that people in this clan can't live to be thirty years old. According to the age of Uyashiki Yōya in front of him, he should be terminally ill at this moment, but in front of him
What's going on?
Muzan frowned and looked at Ubuya Shiki Yoshiya in front of him. How could this human being look remotely seriously ill? He was clearly no different from an ordinary healthy human being!
"Well, it doesn't matter."
After much thought, Kibutsuji Muzan, who couldn't figure out the problem, slowly shook his head, "Anyway, you will all die tonight."
Yes, no matter why the Uyashiki in front of him had the courage to be arrogant in front of him, or why he was not seriously ill as rumored, these questions are not important anymore.
These human beings who have blocked him for thousands of years without any self-awareness will become history tonight.
"It is still unclear who will win and who will lose."
Ubuyashiki Yōya didn't care. He picked up the wine glass and the wine flask, and the glasses were filled with wine again.
"It seems like you haven't figured out the current situation yet?"
Muzan looked a little confused at the movements of Ubuyashiki in front of him.
He didn't understand what kind of confidence this man had. He could still drink in front of him so calmly and calmly. He didn't know how to live or die.
"Who is it that didn't understand the situation?"
Ubuyashiki Yōya's gaze suddenly became dangerous, and his expression became a little ferocious. He was obviously only a young man in his twenties, but at this moment, it seemed as if there was anger that had been suppressed for thousands of years burning from the bottom of his heart.
He gently overturned the wine glass, and the crystal liquid flowed down the rim of the glass, stained with blood under the scarlet moonlight.
"This cup is a tribute to those who fought and sacrificed their lives in the dark night."
"boring."
Kibutsuji Muzan sneered. He looked at the human being in front of him who suddenly became a little emotional as if he was watching a joke. In his opinion, this was just the last fearless struggle of the dying person to vent their anger.
"Are you at your wits' end so you can only go crazy under the influence of alcohol? Ubuyashiki. Your illusory dreams can only last until tonight. After all, you will die in my hands soon..."
The decisive battle has not yet begun, but the human side seems to have already shown its ugly face. In front of him, Ubuyashiki Yoshiya, who was drunk and acting crazy, looked as embarrassed and ridiculous as a clown in Muzan's eyes.
But is this really the case?
Ubuyashiki Yoshiya didn't pay attention to Mukai's sarcasm, but just kept to himself and filled the wine glass again.
He is indeed venting. After all, this is the anger and hatred that has been suppressed for thousands of years. Now that victory is in sight, why not vent it?
"Laugh, laugh, laugh now."
Ubuyashiki Yōya also laughed softly, and he overturned the wine glass again. This time, the blood-stained wine spilled in front of Muzan.
"This cup is just a farewell for you."
He raised his wine glass high and gestured towards Wuhan, his eyes full of ridicule, and his movements looked like charity.
"you……"
Veins popped up on Wuhan's forehead. He gritted his teeth and was about to take action when he couldn't bear it anymore.
"I?"
Ubuyashiki Yōya no longer looked at Muzan not far away in front of him, but focused on the wine glass held high in his hand, asking himself as if he was arrogant.
His fingers caressed the rim of the wine glass, rubbing it as if it were a treasure, as if this wine glass was very important and something bad would happen if it broke.
"Wuxian...didn't you notice anything unusual about me?"
"..."
Wuhan was silent.
"Maybe you don't know yet?"
Ubuyashiki Yōya ignored Mukai's reaction and continued to talk to himself, "You and I are actually of the same blood, but after all, you have been in this world for more than a thousand years, so your blood and mine should have been far apart.
Already."
"What? Do you want to ask for mercy?"
Wuhan sneered disdainfully.
"What exactly do you want to say?"
"I just want to remind you. According to the information you collected, you shouldn't be unaware of the curse on our Uyashiki clan, right? Because there are monsters like you in the clan, the whole clan has been cursed.
.
All the new-born children died early due to weak health, and the clan was about to perish before they finally got advice from the God Lord.
'Since there is an evil ghost in the same lineage... put all your efforts into destroying it. This way your clan will not be destroyed.'
Since then, generations of our clan have married daughters of the clergy clan, and newborns no longer die soon after birth, but even so, no one in our clan has ever lived past the age of thirty."
After hearing this, Wu Kuan felt no emotion in his heart and even wanted to laugh, "Even if we have a close bloodline, so what? There is no causal relationship at all. You don't think that I will be angry because of what you said.
Will I show mercy to you?
Human beings are indeed stupid creatures. When they encounter misfortunes, they will always blame others. When encountering difficulties, they will only place their hopes on these illusory things. What's the point?
And... I have never believed in the so-called gods and Buddhas. After all, I have never been punished by God in the past thousand years. If there really are gods in this world, then I have killed countless humans and still have not been punished. Does this prove that gods are gods?
Already forgive me..."
"clang--"
The crisp echo interrupted Wuhan's dirty words.
Ubuyashiki Yōya tapped his knuckles on the wine glass, and a crisp melody continued to play along with the tapping.
This melody lingered in the entire courtyard like a Sanskrit sound. For some reason, Wu Kuan felt a little irritable when he heard this melody.
"No, I think you may have misunderstood what I meant..."
Ubuyashiki Yōya helplessly stopped what he was doing and looked at Muzan again. This time, there was no joy or sadness in his eyes, "I just want to remind you - since our clan has been cursed for thousands of years, why?"
Now the curse is lifted?"
"..."
Wu Kuai suddenly fell into deep thought.
He subconsciously connected the 'curse' with himself. Although it sounds like there is no causal relationship at all, but...if the 'curse' burdened by the Ubuyashiki clan was really caused by him, does it mean that the curse is now lifted?
- He is about to perish?
"No...impossible...there is no logic at all!"
Oniwu Tsuji Muzan suddenly became nervous.
Although he had been comforting himself in his heart, even so, Uyashiki Yoshiya in front of him was too calm.
Is there a trap here? Thinking of this, he began to look around nervously.
There was no one around, and he could only hear his own heart beating loudly.
It's too quiet.
This made him feel abnormal.
It seems that Uyashiki Yoshiya is the only one left in this entire mansion.
But... according to the news delivered by Narume, it is clear that there are many swordsmen from the Demon Slayer Corps gathered here?
At this time, Wuxian finally realized that something was wrong.
He suddenly remembered the purpose of coming here, wasn't it just to kill the Demon Slayer Squad in one fell swoop?
"Did you expect me to come?"
"Of course..." Uyashiki Yoya replied calmly, "Didn't I just say that? I'm waiting here just to see you off."
As he spoke, he gently let go of his hand.
The wine glass that he had regarded as a treasure just now slowly fell to the ground.
The crisp cracking sound is particularly abrupt in this deserted environment, as if it is a switch. Once it is turned on, it cannot be stopped.
"one two three……"
Wu Kuan broke out in a cold sweat while counting.
Every time he counted, he felt more and more uncomfortable.
"What's going on?"
As the cup shattered, he suddenly felt a dozen powerful auras appearing strangely around him. Each of the owners of these auras seemed to be as powerful as the ghosts under his hands.
But... even so, how could these guys appear here out of thin air?
Although these auras are very strong, they do not pose a threat to him, so this is not the key to why he feels bad! The key point is that he has been here for so long, why is he not aware of these auras?
At this moment, he noticed the cup thrown by Uyashiki Yōya on the ground.
His eyes followed the cup, and there was still wine on the ground. The wine reflected the moon in the sky like a mirror. It was a terrifying red moon!
When did the moon become like this? Wu Mei had no memory of the blood moon hanging in the sky when he came. He was surprised to find that the world around him seemed to have undergone some subtle changes without his noticing it. What was it specifically?
He couldn't tell. In short, it seemed that this place was no longer the world he knew.
"What on earth did you...do!?"
"It's just setting up a dragnet, that's all."
A cold and ruthless voice came from Ubuya Shiki Yoya's mouth, "You don't really think that we are unaware of your 'eyes' all over the place, do you?"
"so what?"
Wuhan's expression suddenly turned cold.
He felt like he was being fooled.
Ubuyashiki Yōya's calm and composed look almost frightened him, which made him feel very unhappy.
Dragnet? He had expected this!
"You don't think you guys can really do anything to me, do you?"
Of course, he knew that the Demon Slayer Corps could not be unaware of Naruko's investigation, but so what? The existence in this world that could threaten him has long been gone and he doesn't even know if he has ashes. With those who have become slightly stronger,
What can Zhu do to him?
So he knew that the Demon Slayers would lay a trap, but he still came here because he was completely sure that even these people together could not threaten him!
"That's enough of your stupid nonsense. I don't want to hear it anymore."
Wuhan stretched out his hand expressionlessly.
The sound of creaking bones and grinding bones continued to come from his arms, and you could hear the extremely suppressed anger he was suppressing at this moment.
He was almost frightened by this disgusting guy in front of him, "My patience has been exhausted."
"That's really a pity..."
Ubuyashiki Yōya smiled and looked at the angry Muzan, "I originally wanted you to live a little longer."
#!?
"go to hell!"
Finally, unable to bear it anymore, Wu Miser took action.
"Can you try it?"
Ubuyashiki Yōya couldn't see Muzan's movements at all, but he still spoke with a calm face, and his body remained standing still from the beginning to the end without any movement.
‘Whoosh——’
There was a sound of breaking through the air, and ferocious claws roared towards him.
"bass--"
There was a tooth-aching harsh friction sound.
In Muzai's surprised eyes, his arm that was waving towards Uyashiki Yōya was blocked. Almost as soon as he made the move, several figures flashed in front of Uyashiki Yōya to form a defensive formation.
Various sun swords were thrown at each other, making it impossible for him to break through for a while.
When the attack failed, he felt the roar coming from all directions behind him. It was a very threatening attack!