“Who are you?” Akaza sensed something was wrong.
He felt no fighting spirit from this man, nor did he seem like someone who had undergone rigorous training.
Logically, he should have been just an ordinary person.
But ordinary people couldn’t descend from the sky.
He looked more like a god.
“What exactly are you?” Akaza instinctively sensed a fatal crisis from this man.
“I’m just a passing Magus.
Remember that.” Nathan landed on the ground, his clothes fluttering.
He didn’t immediately attack Akaza.
Instead, he took out a black cloth and walked to Nezuko, who was under the tree.
Nezuko’s pink eyes looked at Nathan, and from behind the green bamboo blocking her mouth, came muffled “Mhm~ mhm~” sounds.
Nathan placed his hand on Nezuko’s abdomen, where there was a large wound, exposing the soft internal organs of her abdominal cavity.
Blood had stained the ground beneath her.
“Don’t worry, it won’t hurt for long.” Healing light spread from his hand into Nezuko’s body.
Soon, the wound, which would have been fatal to an ordinary person, began to heal, and the torn skin returned to its pale, soft state.
“Mhm~ mhm~” Nezuko squinted her eyes in comfort and rubbed against Nathan’s palm.
Nathan covered Nezuko with the black cloth and instructed: “Don’t move.
I’ll take care of those guys first.” Nathan stood up and turned to face Akaza and Hantengu.
“Two of them.
Unfortunately, I only need one right now.” He looked at Akaza.
“I have a feeling you won’t obey obediently, right.” Akaza was trembling all over, both in fear and excitement.
“I like fighting strong people.
You are a strong one!” He charged forward, his fierce fighting spirit on full display: “Let’s fight!
Kill me!” “Be careful!” Giyu shouted.
“He’s strong!” Then he saw a light appear in Nathan’s palm.
It was real light, sunlight!
In an instant, Akaza turned to ash in the light.
“This is—” Giyu was stunned.
Urokodaki was stunned too.
Even the Hashiras who had just arrived were stunned.
“Sunlight?” They never imagined that Nathan could create sunlight with his bare hands!
“Indeed, Kibutsuji Muzan’s doom is at hand!” The Flame Hashira laughed heartily.
“Hahahaha, it’s actually sunlight!” The Stone Hashira bowed to Nathan: “Are you perhaps a messenger sent by Amaterasu?” “Just a small trick, nothing worth mentioning.” Nathan said, then turned his gaze to Hantengu.
The four clones immediately fled at top speed.
“Do you think you can escape?” Nathan snapped his fingers, and the gravity in the area immediately changed.
All four Demons were flung into the air, then violently pulled back down to the ground.
This would have left a human dazed and confused, but for a Demon, it was hardly a concern.
Because Nathan had already appeared before them.
In his hand, he held a ball of light, sunlight weakened many times over.
Just being illuminated by that light caused their bodies to begin dissolving.
“Submit, or die.
Choose.” Hantengu roared: “I will never betray that lord!” “Can’t even say Kibutsuji Muzan’s name out loud.
What a pathetic loyal dog.” Nathan said.
“Don’t worry, I wasn’t planning on getting any information from you anyway.
You’re just a useless good-for-nothing who knows nothing.” Nathan threw the carved stone slab to the ground.
The slab suddenly enlarged, trapping Hantengu’s four clones within.
Lines of magical energy confined them inside.
It was a miniature, portable altar, also serving as a confinement device.
Nathan trapped them all and crudely put collars on each Demon.
“This contains sunlight.
With a single command from me, or if it’s destroyed, it will burn you to ashes.
Don’t believe me?
Try it.” He smiled.
“Besides, you’re just clones.
Even if you die, you can be reborn, right?” The four Demons’ eyes shrank, ‘We had just met, so how did this person seem to know everything about us?’ They grew anxious.
This meant their weak points were truly in this man’s hands.
Nathan looked into the distance, the corner of his mouth curling up: “Found you.” He dashed over and pulled out a mouse-sized Demon from the bushes.
In its left eye was the character for [Upper], in its right eye the character for [Four], and on its tongue, the character for [Fear].
The Fear Demon!
The true body after Hantengu split.
As long as he didn’t die, the other clones could be reborn even if they perished.
A collar was also placed around Hantengu’s neck, containing an explosive light spell.
Nathan picked up Hantengu, looking directly into its eyes, and mocked: “You’re watching this, aren’t you, Kibutsuji Muzan.” “In two days, I will find you and kill you!” “During the last two days of your life, savor your fear well.
Or perhaps, you can try to kill me?” “I’m waiting for you on Mount Fujikasane.” … “Damn it!” Muzan was furious.
He frantically smashed everything in the room to pieces.
In the next room, a gentle wife walked in, looking at Muzan with some concern: “What’s wrong with you?
You’ve seemed very agitated since this morning.” Having lived a long life, Muzan sometimes pretended to be human, blending into society and experiencing a kind of domestic life.
This wife and her daughter were Muzan’s recent finds… a wife and daughter.
But clearly, now Muzan had no mood for such domestic games.
He stared at the wife, his eyes crimson: “Shut up!” His hand transformed into tentacles, tearing her to pieces under her shocked gaze.
“Still one more…” Muzan walked into another room.
“My whereabouts absolutely cannot be exposed.” After disposing of his current family, Muzan walked out of the house.
He was going to go to Nakime’s place, gather the remaining Twelve Kizuki, and have them all go and kill Nathan!
Although they probably wouldn’t succeed, it would be good enough to hold Nathan off for a while.
Every second delayed was another second for Muzan to escape.
Maybe he’d survive?
‘Wait, I can’t go there.’ Muzan suddenly stopped walking.
‘If that guy finds Nakime or the other Twelve Kizuki through some trail and finds me, that would be bad.’ Muzan decided on a safer method.
He closed his eyes and sensed the other Twelve Kizuki through his bloodline.
Nakime, Kokushibo, Doma…
The remaining ten Twelve Kizuki all grew a head on their chests, dripping with blood.
But they dared not show the slightest displeasure, because only Muzan possessed such means.
They all knelt down: “Lord!” “Go to Mount Fujikasane and kill everything there!” Under Muzan’s orders, the Twelve Kizuki all set out for Mount Fujikasane.
And he quietly fled, running in the opposite direction of Mount Fujikasane, running desperately.