readsfreenovel Chapter 153 Years of Killing
Chapter 153 Years of Killing
The sharpness of war is like a frost blade in winter, cold and cruel, and countless lives are annihilated in it.
When facing a war with ghosts, all you can do is hold the knife tightly in your hand.
"Master Daozhu, when do we take action?"
In the dense forest, from the back of a valley, Kuang Jin's inquiring voice came.
Feng Xiaodao stared at the distance, where a team of ordinary players were fighting a ghost. However, Feng Xiaodao was calm at the moment and said calmly:
"We must trust our teammates. The prey has not yet appeared, so it is not the time for us to take action!! Whoever loses first in this game will lose first!!"
"But, but a team member has already fallen to the ground!!" Kuang Jin looked at the team member lying on the ground in the distance with blood, and his heart was extremely anxious.
"They are using their lives as bait. I know you feel bad, and so do I, but we can't be so reckless and let their sacrifice go to waste!!" Feng Xiaodao remained unmoved. The seemingly cold-blooded decision was actually the experience gained with the blood of countless people.
Once I can't help but take action, the lower Xuan ghost behind the little ghost will immediately flee at the news, and I won't know where he will create killing next time.
Although Feng Xiaodao was calm, the muscles in his legs were tense so that he could attack at the first opportunity.
Almost a year has passed since the last emergency meeting. During this time, Feng Xiaodao has been personally leading his team to hunt down the Twelve Demon Moons. During the long battle, both sides have been fighting with wits and courage.
The Twelve Demon Moons have put aside their pride as demons. It's okay if other pillars are leading the team, and they can try to fight for a few rounds, but once they find out that Feng Xiaodao is leading the team, they will run as far as they can.
This was the lesson the Twelve Ghost Moons learned after paying the price of at least four lower-level ghosts. Ghosts are not immortal. Even for the Twelve Ghost Moons, Feng Xiaodao's vengeful blade can only bring about the most miserable death.
"Muzan, let me see how much blood you have to create a ghost!!" Feng Xiaodao whispered while looking into the distance.
Although Muzan did not appear again, the death and reappearance of waves of Xiaxuan Ghosts made Feng Xiaodao realize that this cowardly old immortal had started to increase his army rapidly.
However, from the beginning to now, the speed of adding new lower-level ghosts has slowed down greatly. After all, it is not so easy to create a lower-level ghost. Ordinary ghosts in the original work could not withstand Muzan's blood and exploded to death.
Feng Xiaodao also guessed that Muzan's specialness came from the ability that Higanbana gave him, but even if Higanbana was a divine object, it could not withstand Muzan's consumption, otherwise there would not have been only the Twelve Demon Moons for more than a thousand years.
If they could really produce an unlimited number of soldiers, without saying too much, just a few dozen demons at the level of the Twelve Kizuki, and the Demon Slayer Corps would disappear into history.
This is a war of endurance between the two sides. Whoever can't hold on first will be passive. If the Demon Slayer Corps is defeated by Muzan's wave of violent soldiers and only Feng Xiaodao is left, even if Feng Xiaodao kills Muzan in the end, it will be the most tragic ending.
But if the Demon Slayer Corps can withstand this wave of attacks, then Muzan will be at the end of his rope. Countless forces will drive him out, and he will be finally dealt with by Feng Xiaodao.
Suddenly, Feng Xiaodao sensed a strange smell.
He immediately whispered, "Get ready, it's coming! When the time comes, confirm if it is the ghost that attacked you last time! Also, have the team members get ready to rescue the teammates over there."
Jouno Masachika nodded silently, then signaled the team members to get ready.
Not far away, a small group of Demon Slayer Corps swordsmen finally killed the demon in front of them at the cost of three of their men falling to the ground.
When the remaining swordsman, who was breathing heavily, was about to rescue his fallen teammate, several black shadows had silently surrounded them.
“Awoooo… Look what I found? A bunch of lost Demon Slayers!!”
A wolf-like howl came from the darkness.
The Demon Slayer Corps who had just finished the battle instantly took a defensive posture, but the sweat dripping from their foreheads showed that they did not have the strength to fight again.
A figure walked out of the darkness. He was wearing a military uniform with a wolf head badge on his cap. He was wearing a pair of white gloves and a black cloak behind him.
There was a series of clicking sounds when the military boots hit the ground, and every time this sound was heard, it brought pressure to the remaining team members.
"Don't give up, hold on a little longer, support will arrive soon!!" the remaining team member encouraged loudly.
"Oh no, this guy is one of the Twelve Demon Moons!! We are no match for him!!"
At this time, some team members had already discovered the words in the opposite ghost's eyes. The words "Xia Xuan Zhi Er" were clearly displayed in the yellow pupils.
"Haha, incredible, incredible, someone actually knows my identity! I am the Twelve Ghost Moon Wolf Pei, are you ready to welcome the Wolf King of the Night?"
As Peilang spoke excitedly, he took out a pistol and pointed the black muzzle at the forehead of the Demon Slayer in front.
"A bunch of conservative warriors, which one do you think is faster, your sword or my gun? Let me see, who will start first?"
The muzzle of the gun kept moving on the bodies of several team members, and an invisible and cruel pressure permeated the air at this moment.
Finally, one of the team members couldn't help it and rushed towards Peilang with a knife in hand, shouting "Defeat the evil spirits and save humanity".
boom! ! !
The gunshots rang out like a charge horn.
The sound was so loud in the empty night that the team members who were rushing towards Peilang with knives froze, keeping the chopping posture motionless.
"I think my knife is faster!!"
As soon as he finished speaking, "Puchi! Puchi! Puchi!" the sound of knives rang out continuously, which was the sound of blood gushing out.
Pah pah pah! Then the sound of corpses falling to the ground could be heard from all around, and the positions of the black shadows before were now completely replaced by members of the Demon Slayer Corps.
"Master Sword Pillar, this is the guy! I was defeated by him last time. If it weren't for the timely arrival of Flame Pillar Kyojuro, we might have been wiped out.
His blood vampire magic can control shadows, making him hard to spot at night! ! "
After Kuang Jin dealt with the ghosts around him, he stared at Peilang in the middle and told him the key information he knew.
Feng Xiaodao suddenly appeared beside the knife-wielding team member in front of Peilang's surprised gaze, raised his hand and patted the team member's shoulder, and said softly:
"You are brave and a hero, leave the live battle to me!!"
The team member holding the knife thought he was dead the moment the gun was fired, but in the blink of an eye the situation was reversed and he was still alive.
Listening to Feng Xiaodao's simple yet powerful words, an indescribable excitement spread throughout my body, and my eyes began to moisten.
"Sword…Sword Pillar-sama, I…did not bring shame to the Demon Slayer Corps!"
Feng Xiaodao didn't say anything, but only gave him an affirmative look. Then he turned to look at Peilang with murderous intent in his eyes and said word by word:
"Are you... ready... to meet your Lord Death?"