What is that?
Things that cannot be understood always reveal a primal fear, and Douma was able to remain calm because he had no emotions at all.
But he didn’t understand!
He really doesn’t understand!
Where did that petite and slender girl get that strange weapon that was almost half the size of her body?
Even if we ignore this point for the time being, even more incomprehensible doubts and confusions follow one after another, sweeping in like a tide.
What kind of power is that?
It was able to break through his Blood Demon Art in an instant and pulverize him to pieces…
literally pulverize him to pieces!
Could it be a weapon called a firearm that came from Western countries?
Compared to the gunpowder guns I had seen before, it was not just completely different, it was worlds apart.
That gunpowder gun had an effective range of no more than a hundred paces and an attack power that could only penetrate two fingers’ width into the Blood Demon Art ice layer…
It’s completely different from the black gun in the blue-haired girl’s hand that spews flames and creates a thunderous explosion!
The overheated and distorted air from the muzzle obstructed the refraction of light.
Flesh and blood were no different from waste paper in front of AP armor-piercing rounds.
In an extremely short time, the world in sight was ravaged into a brutal inferno.
With his skull exposed, revealing stark white bones, Doma stared at the bits of flesh mixed with ice shards and the building that looked as if it had been devoured by a terrifying beast, and once again asked a question in bewilderment.
“What kind of weapon is that?” “Don’t look like you’ve seen a demon.” Squeeze the blood out of the whole piece of meat, put it into a test tube, and seal it.
Reverie stood up, her expression towards Doma becoming somewhat subtle.
“I’m the one who’s seen a demon.” “Demons are such outrageous creatures!
Their brains and hearts are shattered, their bodies are shattered to this extent, yet they can still live.
What kind of ultimate biological cells are they?” “Are your vocal cords damaged?
How can you still speak?
Or have they recovered?” Scattered blood and gore, stark white and shattered bones, and writhing, throbbing flesh, swelling, stretching, closing, the flesh constantly writhing and twisting…
The scene was so gruesome that it was undoubtedly 18G-rated, yet Reverie did not experience the disgusting feeling that is often associated with after committing murder.
There’s an element of deep synchronization between Kanae and Kiana’s memories, but it’s mostly due to her own personality.
Even if the ghost were replaced with a human, even if Reverie had no other memories of Bai Qi, she could still remain calm.
“Didn’t I just say that it’s the compassionate Gatling gun bodhisattva!” Reverie’s delicate white hands, stained crimson with blood, were clasped together in an adorable gesture of Amitabha Buddha.
The stronger the regenerative power of the demon cells, the more excited Reverie becomes, which proves that it will be easier to develop a recovery solution to treat Himeko-sensei.
“Should we convert to the Gatling Church…?” Doma’s remaining eyeballs moved, and his scarlet muscles wrapped around his stark white bones, recovering at a speed visible to the naked eye.
“I admit that weapon is powerful, but without the power of the sun, it cannot kill me.” Doma spoke in a calm tone, as if stating a given fact.
Indeed, it is true.
Even if torn apart countless times and his body shattered into millions of pieces, he can regenerate incredibly quickly, as long as the power of the sun is absent!
In just a few seconds, Doma’s body had fully recovered, which is the terrifying regenerative power of an Upper Moon demon!
“Oh?
Really?
You’re awesome!” (Slightly, in a monotone tone.) To Doma’s astonishment, a box appeared out of thin air in Reverie’s small hand, filled with nearly cylindrical objects twice the size of an adult’s fist.
“What is this thing?” Douma frowned.
The moment Kanae saw the items inside the box, she tiptoed and quickly retreated.
After taking out the box, Reverie paused for a moment, then shook her head, her cherry lips curving slightly, “This is a gift for you!” Reverie took a high-explosive grenade from the box, bit off the fuse with her teeth, aimed at Doma’s recovering body, threw it, and then fled backward.
Reverie’s actions startled Douma slightly.
Just as the high-explosive grenade entered Douma’s abdomen, his flesh and blood had completely healed, and then…
A deafening roar erupted, accompanied by a spectacular burst of flames, and a shockwave spread outwards.
Doma’s restored body exploded once again amidst his astonished expression!
One can only imagine what it would be like if a high-explosive grenade exploded inside the body.
This is made by Anti-Entropy!
Fine rain of blood fell, stirring up ice shards, blood clots, and dust, the blood appearing like a curtain before our eyes.
“It’s so useful!” Watching Doma being pulverized once again, Reverie let out a rather unladylike tsk-tsk of admiration.
Modern heavy firepower is a devastating blow to demons, especially when there is no intelligence; the first encounter is even more terrifying!
Even if you knew in advance, most of the ordinary demons outside of the Twelve Demon Moons would be easy prey, and even Upper Moon demons would have difficulty fighting them head-on!
“Unfortunately, large-scale transportation is not possible.” Previously, the return of Reverie’s original soul and the superposition of Bai Qi’s souls had kept Bai Qi’s soul in a state of excessive abundance.
It wasn’t until Bai Qi frequently teleported items from the Honkai World that Reverie realized that using the Mysterious Spatial Hub to cross realms required consuming her soul power.
It takes strength to open a door; that’s only natural.
Regardless of how many items are transferred, the amount of soul power required to open the door each time is the same.
The consumption wasn’t high, otherwise Reverie wouldn’t have only discovered it now.
Roughly estimating, she could open the door at least thirty times.
This is the number of times that would cause her to fall into a deep sleep.
However, the recovery speed of soul power is slower than that of mental power.
To ensure the normal functioning of both bodies, and to leave a few exceptions in case of unforeseen circumstances, the number of times the door is opened over three days should ideally be limited to around ten.
“What’s wrong?” Kanae blinked, then took Reverie’s soft little hand in hers.
With a telepathic connection, she quickly understood what had happened.
A hint of helplessness appeared on her pretty face.
Kocho Kanae had originally planned to arm the Demon Slayer Corps into a modern military force.
With heavy firepower combined with breathing techniques and sword skills, even a Pillar without its Demon Slayer Mark should be able to kill an Upper Moon Demon one-on-one.
“Alright…you’re so pretty, don’t get your hopes up too high,” Reverie said with a light laugh, comforting Kanae Kocho.
Kanae Kocho smiled gently, her bright eyes gazing at Reverie.
“I’m not particularly pretty.” Amidst the rain and clouds, Kanae and Reverie each picked up a high-explosive grenade, and then…
Boom!
Boom!
A thunderous explosion and a burst of dazzling flames shattered Doma’s rapidly recovering body once again.
“Even a demon cannot violate the law of conservation of energy…
I want to see how many times an Upper Moon demon’s energy is enough to heal a crushing injury.” Reverie and Kanae were like a couple playing darts to pop balloons in an amusement park, constantly destroying Doma with high-explosive grenades.
Doma’s body was like mud that had been thrown to the ground by a child.
He is currently trying to regenerate, but he is still unable to piece himself back together.
Each time the body recovers to half its original size, it explodes, unable to regenerate and thus having no chance to escape.
“Terrifying vitality…it’s outrageous.” Reverie looked at Doma with the expressions of an old man, a subway, and a cell phone.
Doma’s seven-colored, beautiful eyes flickered, and two ice lotuses, much smaller than before, bloomed, revealing the half-body of a girl with her eyes closed.
Blood Demon Art – Frosty White Princess!
The ice sculpture girl first opened her mouth and exhaled, the freezing air spreading rapidly.
One Ice Princess attacks, while the other holds Doma’s head, and they split up to carry out their respective actions!
Reverie and Kanae exchanged a glance, and the remaining six high-explosive grenades were thrown out together, instantly blasting the two Ice Princesses into ice shards.
The icy aura containing demon blood enveloped Reverie and Kanae, while Doma wore a fake smile.
However, a figure appeared out of nowhere without warning.
It appeared to be a young man with dark hair, wearing a strange black hood.
To Doma’s astonishment, the black-haired youth was holding a black box, about half the size of his body, in each of his hands.
The person took two strange headsets out of the box and gave them to Reverie and Kanae.
Then, Doma saw them walk through the ice crystals as if nothing had happened.
“Anti-entropy gas mask, resistant to high and low temperatures, highly breathable, you deserve to have one!” The advertisement-like words made Doma’s expression increasingly confused, but soon, the fake smile on his face froze.
Doma saw the black-haired youth take out the cylindrical items from two half-body-sized boxes and distribute them to the other two girls.
“…” Douma fell silent.
Delivering supplies requires opening doors, and even if it’s just a matter of traveling through time while the doors are open, it’s still a trip.
Fortunately, Bai Qi came in person.
“Next, let’s test the resilience of the upper winding mechanism!” With kind faces, Bai Qi, Reverie, and Kocho Kanae surrounded Doma in a three-legged stance, each holding a full load of high-explosive grenades.
At this point, should we show a panicked expression?
The flesh on Doma’s face twitched.
never mind…
All expressions vanished, and Douma gazed at the sky.
He felt nothing; there was no fear of death, nor any resentment at defeat.
He’s always been like that.
What’s the point of putting on a fake expression?
But clearly, this utterly blank expression couldn’t prevent what was about to happen to him.
Boom!
Boom!
Boom!
The scene was horrific.
The only thing that caused a barely perceptible change in Doma’s expression was a piece of information in his mind.
The translation is roughly as follows…
Your friend, Kibutsuji Muzan, has left the live stream!
(com): Adam_Flores.