As for why the direction of crowd evacuation was chosen, of course it is because only in crowded places can the swordsmen of the Demon Slayer Corps be restrained!

He had already planned everything.

"Damn, damn humans, there are so many perverted guys here tonight!"

The cowardly ghost crawled out of the hole with gnashing teeth.

He was now in a very depressed mood. He originally thought that this time it would be a very simple mission, after all, they had dispatched three winding ghosts, and the formation was unprecedented in hundreds of years.

But who would have thought that this generation of Demon Slayer Squad would suddenly become so perverted?

Of the three people who lurked here, only Hantengu is left. If he hadn't been timid by nature and would have made all preparations to retreat even if there was one ten thousandth chance of failure, then he would be dead by now.

"No, today's Demon Slayer Squad has suddenly become too strong. We must go back and report this matter to that adult as soon as possible!"

The cowardly ghost walked cautiously close to the edge of the street. In the middle of the street was a crowd of people who were evacuating in a panic.

After all, Yusui Tianyuan's wives were ninjas, and their ability to do things was quite reliable. In a short period of time, they almost evacuated the crowds in Flower Street on the grounds of fire.

Most of the evacuated people looked confused. They didn't know what happened. The only thing they knew was that an explosion suddenly occurred somewhere in Flower Street, and then a raging fire broke out.

Because they didn't know what happened, they naturally didn't realize the danger. They just saw that there was a real fire, so they followed the guidance to evacuate honestly, but they were not too anxious. After all, this place was beyond the reach of the fire.

area.

"Ah, give way, please give way."

The old man walked slowly among the crowd, greeting the people around him.

The kind voice seemed to have magic power, making the people around him feel a little dazed.

"Ah! Old sir, there are many people here, please slow down."

Polite people all gave way to the road politely. It seems that in peaceful times, people are still very gentlemanly. At least, everyone will have this awareness of respecting the elderly and caring for the young as long as the situation is not too urgent.

The whole street was noisy, and the sea of ​​​​fire was a battlefield where ghost hunters fought bloody battles, but this place was more like a noisy market. The firelight in the distance was like fireworks used to decorate the market, making it a peaceful scene.

No one will notice those who hide in the darkness to maintain order, and no one will understand the price of this 'peace'.

"Thank you, young man. No need to support me. My body is strong now."

Xuanhao declined the help from the enthusiastic people with some embarrassment on his face.

There's no way around it, wearing such an old and decrepit skin really makes people feel weak.

But in fact, he came here to catch 'rats'.

Originally, he thought that no one would notice an 'old guy' like him when they were all on the run. All he had to do was find the 'rat' quietly and crush it to death.

But after arriving, he discovered that these people were quite polite and even a little too enthusiastic, which caused him some trouble along the way.

"Oh...they are all good people."

Xuan Hao sighed, "It makes me embarrassed to make too much noise..."

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"Damn! Damn! Damn humans!"

Resentful complaints came from below.

The cowardly ghost kept cursing in his mouth as he hurriedly wanted to leave here.

These helpless people in front of him were originally just his rations, but now, he has been reduced to the point of running around like a rat.

"Ah! Damn it, don't step on me!"

He raised his head resentfully and glared at these humans who were only focused on evacuating without even lowering their heads.

It is normal to step on someone's feet from time to time in a crowded crowd. When there are many people, no one will know who they have stepped on and who has stepped on themselves.

Hearing the complaining and cursing, the person who stepped on the Cowardly Ghost looked around in confusion. Maybe he would say sorry when he saw the person he stepped on, but who would have thought that he would step on a talking person?

Where's the rat'?

So the man just looked around and found that no one was there.

Although the cowardly ghost was resentful in his heart, at this moment he had no time to deal with these blind humans.

He must leave here as soon as possible now, and blending into the crowd is the best way to escape.

"There are so many people here, surely those ghost hunters can't do anything, right?"

The cowardly ghost ran wildly along the crowd.

"Damn humans, just wait, next time, next time I will definitely..."

"Next time? What about next time?"

Suddenly a voice reached the ears of the timid ghost.

For some reason, this voice was obviously calm, but it made him feel extremely horrified, as if a heavy hammer struck the depths of his soul, making his whole body freeze.

"Bang-bang-bang-bang-bang-"

He could only hear the footsteps getting closer and closer behind him, and every time they sounded, he felt his heart trembling with fear.

"who is it?"

The cowardly ghost couldn't turn around, so naturally he couldn't see the face of the figure coming from behind.

He just felt that the surrounding area suddenly became quiet, and the noisy people around him gradually faded away, as if the whole world was moving away from him.

"Run, run! Run!"

At this moment, the timid ghost only had this thought in his mind.

What puzzled him was that he could actually move?

Just now, his body was still too stiff to turn back, but now he is running extremely easily. It's like... it's like the other party allowed him to escape!?

But he can't control so much! Because at this moment, he has no other choice but to escape.

All the clones are still being entangled by those hateful "pillars" at this moment. He will not have any support at all, and there is no other chance except to escape.

So the cowardly ghost started running crazily. He ran as hard as he could and didn't even notice the changes in the surrounding environment.

This is no longer the crowded Flower Street just now, but a burning battlefield, a mountain of corpses and a sea of ​​blood, with no end in sight and no hope.

Here, the cowardly ghost transformed back into its original half-tengu form.

At this time, he suddenly realized that the situation was not good.

"Where... exactly is this place?"

For a long time, the dog's heart instantly turned cold.

He had no idea what was happening now because it was too difficult to understand.

He had never heard of someone being able to change the world around them out of thin air. Unlike Naruko's Infinite City, this place seemed to be another world that did not belong to the original world!

Even the great man he admired did not have such ability.

"Nibelungen? Or should I say the field can be easier for you to understand?"

The voice came again, and his tone was still calm, with no hatred or murderous intention. He even explained the current situation to Bantengu in good faith, which made him somewhat unclear about the purpose of the existence behind him.

After all, he can't even feel the other party's hostility, so what exactly does this person want to do?

"You...who are you? What do you want to do!?"

"me?"

There seemed to be some confusion in the voice coming from behind.

"I probably just wanted to try it out and see if I could create the so-called 'Nibelungen'."

As soon as the voice fell, the dog felt that the environment around him began to change again.

Although he couldn't turn around, he clearly saw the shadows piled up on the ground.

They were ferocious and twisted remains, and it was impossible to tell whether they were humans or other creatures when they were alive.

The shadows of the piled up corpses are getting higher and higher, and the shadows are getting longer and longer.

The dark shadow gradually extended until it completely enveloped Hantengu. Watching his own shadow gradually merge with those shadows, he seemed to feel that he had become one of them.

And at the top of the reflection of the mountain of corpses and the sea of ​​blood, there was a figure sitting upright. Bantenguo's eyes couldn't help but be attracted to this figure. It was obviously a dark shadow, but he seemed to see gold in the shadow.

It was a pair of frighteningly bright golden eyes.

For a time, majesty enveloped the entire space, and Bantian Dog was the first to bear the brunt.

He seemed to understand now why the person behind him did not have any murderous intention towards him.

Let me ask, how could there be no murderous intention in the person who was cast into such a mountain of corpses and sea of ​​blood? The reason why he couldn't feel it was just because the other party was disdainful.

After all, who would show murderous intent like an ant?

Through the reflected shadow, Gou stared blankly at the figure for a long time as he slowly stood up and walked towards him step by step across the mountain of corpses and sea of ​​blood.

For some reason, he felt the urge to worship at this moment, as if it was a god or a devil... He tried all the adjectives in his mind, but none could describe the approaching figure, because he

It feels like these words don't seem appropriate.
To be continued...