SFS Chapter 411 What about self-awareness?
Chapter 411 What about self-awareness?
The fleshy whips pierced Yuko's body, leaving bloody holes. Even though her arms were shattered by the whips, with only a little skin and flesh connecting them, the whips were still attached.
However, Yuko's gradually recovering strength also restored her regeneration speed, and that little bit of skin and flesh connecting her to Muzan made it impossible for him to sever her.
The situation briefly resembled a battle between wild beasts in the jungle, with scarlet blood mixed with chunks of white flesh splattering everywhere, filling the air with a nauseating stench of blood.
crazy.
This woman is insane.
Despite having already overcome the sunlight and needing only a few cells to survive, Muzan was terrified by Yuko's sudden madness, and his strength to struggle was dwindling.
Yuko's ferocious appearance sent chills down Muzan's spine. He had a premonition that this woman really wanted to devour him.
Muzan's face hardened, thinking, "You want to eat me? I'll eat you too!"
When it comes to cannibalism, if Muzan Kibutsuji says he's second, no one dares to claim first place.
Over the millennia, he has devoured tens of thousands of people.
Muzan doesn't feel any remorse when he eats people.
Thinking of this, Muzan's hideous maw on his chest suddenly opened wide, and a tongue thicker than an arm and covered in viscous fluid emerged from it. Taking advantage of the moment when he pushed Yuko away during the struggle, it went towards Yuko's blood-smeared cheek.
Swish! ! !
A bloody slash severed Muzan's protruding tongue from his abdomen. It wasn't cut in half like a blade, but rather sliced into several pieces like a piece of bread.
The cut surface is smooth and neat, demonstrating excellent knife skills.
Yu Zi's sword had long been lost somewhere, so what was that slash just now?
Muzan looked around and saw that Yuko's fair and delicate hands had become incredibly ferocious, like the claws of a giant beast, covered in blood and dripping with gore.
Muzan felt no fear; instead, after a brief moment of stunned silence, he burst into laughter.
"Look at yourself now, who looks more like a ghost... cough..."
Muzan's chest was ripped open by Yuuko's sharp claws, interrupting his words.
Yuko pulled out the heart that was still pounding after being removed from her body. Just when Muzan thought she was going to eat it, Yuko spoke.
Don't you realize what you look like right now?
The calm voice made Muzan's eyes widen slightly: "How... do you still have your own consciousness?"
"Your flesh isn't some kind of love potion, so why can't I have it?" Yu Zi tilted her head, her blood-smeared face making her look even more alluring.
Muzan clicked his tongue, not refuting Yuuko's point of view, but instead asking his initial question again: "How does the flesh and blood taste?"
Before Yuko could answer, Muzan continued, "It's ridiculous. Your centuries of persistence are completely meaningless."
Yu Zi spat to the side, expelling a mouthful of bloody foam: "Meaningless? Perhaps?"
“I also think it’s meaningless, but it should be quite meaningful to you.”
"Huh?" Muzan was a little confused.
"Because your flesh and blood will become my strength."
"so what?"
"Kill you."
"Hmm?" Muzan's question came at just the right time. The next moment, a fist the size of a sandbag smashed his head.
“It doesn’t matter if the Nichirin Blade can’t behead me, it doesn’t matter if the sun doesn’t work.” Yuuko stopped eating, straddled Muzan, and punched him repeatedly. “I’m going to… punch him again and again…”
"Kill you!"
Muzan's head regenerated rapidly, extending up from his neck, and half of his head grew out. Although it was only his mouth that had grown out, Muzan already replied with a furious expression.
"few……"
boom!
Muzan's head, which had not yet completed its regeneration, exploded again.
Mouth grew back: "Speak..."
boom!
It broke again.
Enraged, Muzan unleashed all the fleshy whips from his body, attacking with both hands instead of Yuko, wrapping them around her arms and dragging her backward to prevent her from throwing punches.
"...Stop talking big!" Thanks to the help of the flesh whip, Muzan's head grew back, and he took the opportunity to let his tongue, which had been fully restored in his stomach, come out again.
Yuko was already on guard. Muzan's movements were almost impossible to hide in her clear vision, and she easily dodged them. At the same time, she pulled the flesh whip with both hands, clenched her fingers together, and suddenly aimed at Muzan's chest.
The deformed giant claw smashed Muzan's chest like a giant hammer, the sound of bones cracking echoed, and the splattering blood mixed with brain matter splashed onto Yuko's face.
This scene would be a brutal murder scene to anyone else.
Before she stopped, Yuko's expression returned to its coldness, and she continued to punch Muzan, smashing his body to pieces and leaving it a bloody mess.
Even the rate of regeneration is difficult to keep up with.
Demons cannot be killed by normal means, but they can also be defeated.
Because a ghost's stamina is not inexhaustible.
Even without the Nichirin Blade, she could exhaust the demons with sheer power, leaving them with no strength to harm anyone.
Within the Demon Slayer Corps, at least as far as Ikuko knows, before joining the Demon Slayer Corps, Muichiro and Gyomei Himejima had already beaten demons unconscious with their untrained bodies, leaving them without the strength to regenerate.
Of course, Muzan is not like that kind of trash; his stamina reserves are on a completely different level.
But Yuko's idea wasn't just to beat Muzan until he was completely exhausted.
"It should be about time, right? Time..." Yuko estimated in her mind. It was already dawn, and Tamayo's poison should have taken effect by now, right?
That cell-damaging poison.
Yuko didn't eat more of Muzan's flesh and blood for this reason. It wasn't because she felt disgusted, but because she was worried that if too much of the toxin entered her body, it would affect her as well.
Their physical strength has been temporarily replenished. Although Muzan's flesh and blood can't be considered Tang Sanzang's flesh, it does have more energy than rare blood.
Just as Yuko was punching Muzan repeatedly, the flesh whip that Yuko had broken off gave up attacking her and quietly attached itself to the ice, extending further into the distance.
The movement of the flesh whip had little effect on her internal body, and Yuko, who had awakened her clear vision, did not notice it.
But Yuko wasn't the only one there.
“That’s…” Shinobu Kocho stared blankly at Muzan’s fleshy whip spreading into the distance, but quickly understood his purpose. Her expression changed slightly as she said, “Stop him! Muzan’s goal is the swordsmen’s corpses!”
Muzan realized that he could no longer kill the other Pillars in front of Yuuko, so he turned his attention to the Demon Slayer Corps member he had just killed.
Before Shinobu could finish speaking, everyone dispersed.
Having regained some of their strength, they stood up once more.
If you can't defeat Muzan, can't you at least deal with a few tentacles?