After traveling through Demon Slayer, is it possible to survive?

Chapter 113 God? - To be revised

At that moment, not only the people in the Swordsmith Village, but even people hundreds of kilometers away saw the sun-like light that illuminated the sky! !

This miraculous phenomenon made every young man in his prime and innocent teenager marvel and believe that it was the coming of God.

Arrived in this country!!

We will be sons of God, inhabitants of God!!

In a remote settlement, a bearded but energetic middle-aged man wearing a straw hat and a straw hat woven from hay was collecting grains that were drying in front of his house in the heavy rain.

On the way, he was so fascinated by the wonderful sight that he even forgot to collect the grains. He ran into the house and helped out his old father who had closed the window tightly in a room.

Under the eaves, he pointed at the glowing red mountain with great excitement and exclaimed.

"Dad, look! Such a large area of ​​red, redder than a monkey's butt!! This thing looks a bit like what you described in an old book of yours!!" The middle-aged man came out and kept looking at the red light. He was still extremely excited by the scene.

"You little brat, have you harvested the grains? Look at how impatient you are, no wonder you can't get a wife!" An old, serious and hoarse voice came from inside the house, and an old man with wrinkles on his face, who could not even stand straight, came out with a cane.

The middle-aged man didn't hear his father's reproach at all, and stared straight at the light.

At this time, the old man also saw the light. He was surprised at first, then confused, then thoughtful, and then his face was filled with endless panic! !

"Close your eyes and don't look!!" the old man suddenly roared loudly and kept hitting his son with his walking stick.

"Ouch! Dad, what are you doing? If you don't want to watch, don't stop me." The man asked back.

“Go back! Go back! Go—!!”

The old man yelled again and hit his son with more force using the cane in his hand.

The middle-aged man was also helpless. Although he was angry, the one who beat him was his own father, and the father was already very old, so it was possible that he had gone mad.

I can't argue with him. If I am accused of being unfilial, then I'm doomed!

After taking another look at the glowing mountain top, he walked in reluctantly.

At this time, the old man outside the house had already exhausted all his strength from the previous action. He was gasping for breath, leaning against the wooden door, and his hand holding the cane was shaking constantly.

"What's written in the ancient books is true...man-made disaster!! It's back again, it's back again!" The old man was too excited to speak loudly, but one could tell from the distortion on his face that he was speaking with a heart-wrenching tone.

"He's coming back..."

Back to the present.

[“…You can’t avoid it, but you can protect yourself, but it’s also yourself.”] This was the first thought that came to Yuichiro Tsuchiya after seeing this.

Although his strength is very strong and is innate, there is no magic in this world, no colorful and gorgeous skills. What he has... apart from physical skills, is just a slightly gorgeous breathing method.

But what is happening now is far beyond this worldview!

“No! Impossible!…A fugitive…How is it possible! How is it possible for him to have such a powerful force!! I don’t believe it ahhhhhh!!!”

Zeng Potian wanted to save his own body, but he was enveloped by red light, and a pain no less than facing the sun spread throughout his body!

Finally, it turns to dust...

"Let's celebrate the upcoming birth of the king with magnificent fireworks!!"

Boom-! ! ! !

Houses, trees, and the earth, as if they were meteorites from outer space falling in front of each other! In an instant, endless light enveloped the mountaintop, and even the air... was decomposed and disappeared!!!

The mountains in the distance.

The clothes on Xuantu's body had long disappeared without a trace, but at this moment, there were bloodstains all over her beautiful body, and blood was dripping down her body.

He was holding something in his hand, and his hand, whose shoulder had been pierced by nearly ten spikes, was pressing down on a head. It was Yu Hu, who had already lost consciousness.

A strange blue pattern extended to the corner of his mouth. Xuantu smiled and looked at the light coming from behind that was destroying everything.

"It's really unpleasant to die on the same day as an ugly thing like you..."

With a bang, the head in Xuantu's hand was crushed. Yuhu's broken body lying in the distance twisted for a while, and then slowly disappeared.

"Killing you will settle my old grudge!!"

In an instant, the light enveloped him!

At this moment, it was as if the sky had collapsed, and the clouds above the sky were swept away without a trace! The bright and cold moon was now covered with a faint blood red!

People hundreds of kilometers away looked at the red light on the top of the mountain, which was extremely bright!

...When the dust settled, the originally circular Pangduandao Village became dilapidated, and even the huge ground and mountaintops were covered with giant, hideous cracks!

"..."

Above the wasteland, Tsugumi Yoshiichi's eyes were fixed on the darkness in the sky, and he looked at the body wrapped in red light.

[Note: If you don’t understand, please read Chapter 36. Thank you.]

"What exactly... do you want to do!?"

Ji Guoyuan suddenly spoke, his voice was very low, but An could hear it clearly.

"Hahaha! Huh~" An panted heavily. He didn't expect that releasing this blood demon art and using "that" to cover all the swordsmiths and members of the Demon Slayer Corps with the same red light at the moment of explosion would be so tiring! !

In response to Tsugikoku Yoriichi's question, Yami looked back at him and said.

"You...are really in a mess..."

"..." Ji Guoyuan was unable to reply for a moment, because what that guy...said was really confusing.

It is simply impossible to chat online in the same language.

"Well... I only consumed this little... What a trouble!" An covered his abdomen and said coldly.

Just at this moment, he looked towards the east and saw that the sun... was about to rise!

"Tiny bugs, cherish your remaining lives!"

The survivors suddenly remembered a strange voice in their minds. This cold voice and mysterious sound made them tremble with fear.

"This voice... Muzan Kibutsuji!!? Why does it have the scent of Mr. Bramiya!!" Tanjiro muttered in disbelief while standing in the wasteland.

Behind him was a muscular man who was squatting and sharpening the knife in his hand. He seemed to be possessed and did not notice that the surrounding environment had turned into a wasteland.

"Hey, hey, hey...this can't be true!? Yiyong will cry if this happens!" Santu felt the murderous aura coming from the voice in his mind and muttered to himself in amazement.

"You can call me Muzan Kibutsuji. No need to guess, just call me what you want.

The world of children's games is over, let's return to the real world!

Before "he" comes back, enjoy the last of your life!"

The Swordsmith Village disappeared from then on!!

War is coming!

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sp: "I was really a bit anxious to write this chapter, and it was a bit weird. I'm really sorry (′?_?`)

So the next chapter may take a long time to update, but I will definitely write it seriously! I hope I can regain the familiarity I had back then..."