Demon Slayer: Upper 0 seems to be a waste

Chapter 189 Game Time

The crow kept pointing the direction, and the team moved forward quickly until they reached the foot of a mountain. The crow then shook its head and only stretched out its wings as a guide, saying that the last time it saw the ghost was nearby. The evil ghost might still be hiding in the mountain, but the exact location was still unknown.

The pitch-black forest is like a dormant giant beast, maintaining absolute silence under the moonlight, just waiting for its prey to enter and then devour it.

This is undoubtedly a dangerous place, and the crows folding their wings on the branches are announcing this. Whether to explore this area has become the immediate question.

It's human instinct to seek benefits and avoid harm. The team members looked at each other and exchanged glances, but no one could say the first word or take the first step. The team leader became the backbone, and every pair of eyes looked at him. The man stood there, obviously hesitating and making a decision.

There was a brief silence.

"Go in and look for it."

This is the final decision, which is reasonable and expected. After all, this is the meaning of the Demon Slayer Corps' existence, to find, hunt down, and kill evil demons to prevent more people from becoming victims and to prevent the demons from becoming more powerful.

Like the other team members, Xiaoyue chose to obey the orders of the higher-ranking swordsman, even though he didn't think it was a very smart decision.

They gradually dispersed, relying on crows to confirm each other's location so as not to be too scattered and not notice someone suddenly disappearing.

In fact, it can barely be considered a smart idea, Xian Yue thought, as it would also prevent the ghost from suddenly appearing and catching them all in one fell swoop.

But he never thought that such dispersion actually hides another possibility.

But this cannot be blamed on his lack of consideration.

After all, humans cannot imagine anything beyond their own expectations.

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Gion was mentally prepared. Based on the experience he had accumulated after becoming a swordsman of the Demon Slayer Corps, he was used to the fact that such scenes would always appear where demons existed.

The ground was littered with bones and broken limbs, and corpses like dolls were hanging on the trees, or simply skulls were scattered all over the ground.

It won't be a good scene anyway.

What's more, their target this time is a sufficiently dangerous and powerful ghost. Xiong Yue wondered whether he would find a broken leg first or step on a pool of blood first.

But in fact, there was nothing. The forest was very quiet, so quiet that it seemed as if there were no other living creatures except them, the intruders. There was only the occasional flapping of the wings of a crow and the slight noise when he stepped lightly on the ground.

There is nothing else.

The search was a tedious task, and his tense nerves relaxed unconsciously after a long time, until he stood in front of an open space, having found nothing. The night was already halfway through, and the moon in the sky had already turned half a circle and tilted in another direction.

There is a pond in front of him. Looking up, he can see the bright moon hanging high in the sky and the stars. This is a scenery that he would not notice in the city. It is quite beautiful, but Xun Yue is not in the mood to appreciate it. He observes his surroundings in the moonlight.

"The moon is beautiful tonight, isn't it?"

The sound came from behind him, at a very low position. He turned around instinctively, exerted force on his feet to quickly create distance. As he turned, he grasped the hilt of the sword and drew out the Sun Blade. Under the dazzling moonlight, the person standing in front of him was not an evil ghost, but a barefoot boy.

"The moonlight is beautiful tonight. I hope you are in a good mood too."

The boy put his hands behind his back, tilted his head slightly, and smiled at him.

"Who are you and why are you here?"

My mind raced, my gaze darting from top to bottom. A child, a boy, unarmed, could he possibly be holding a knife? His posture didn't seem like it, could he be a human child? It certainly looked like one, but how could a human child be alone in a place where demons might be?

So it's a ghost? But it doesn't look like one. Are appearances deceiving? Is that why everyone who comes here dies? Because this ghost is disguised as a child?

Everything in front of him told Xian Yue that this was a human child, but his reason clearly gave a negative answer. The more this guy looked like an ordinary child, the less likely he was to be an ordinary child. A normal child could not appear here, barefoot, barehanded, and clean without even a speck of dust or weeds on his body. It was impossible.

So this must be a ghost, the conclusion was made in an instant.

The hand holding the hilt of the knife gradually exerted force. Yao Yue considered the strength of each other and adjusted his pace subtly to prepare for an attack.

I was still speculating in my mind. So, was it because of his harmless appearance that he was able to deal with those swordsmen? It sounded reasonable. After all, it would be difficult for ordinary people to attack a child who looked completely innocent. Even if they realized that the other party was a ghost, those lower-level useless swordsmen would probably find it difficult to react.

Since that’s the case... let’s fight quickly and decisively, no matter whether he is strong or weak, just strike first.

"Thunder Breathing, Form Four, Far Thunder."

As expected, the moment he moved, the boy also reacted quickly, even retreating one step faster than him. The significance of the long-range thunder was reflected at this time, and the distance was instantly eliminated.

The hand gripping the blade swung accurately towards the opponent's unprotected neck.

The boy seemed to be still unsure how to react.

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One-sided hunting is meaningless and boring for Rinko. If it is just like before, fighting with Kokushibo numbly in a closed space and almost still time, it doesn't matter, but a child who has tasted the sweetness will no longer be willing to give up the candy.

This sentence shouldn't be said like this, but it does apply to Lin Guang.

It was not Rinko herself who made this comment, but Kokushibo.

Because he clearly realized that Lin Guang had started playing in the battle again, not just being presumptuous and tearing the opponent into pieces, but really starting to play, as if the boy was venting all the failures he had suffered in the cat and mouse game.

He found the ghost hunter and started to play tricks on him.

This was not a formal battle, but the result was that no one survived, so Kokushibo could tolerate it.

Just like this group of ghost hunters in front of him, he found them and observed them silently. Lin Guang hung on his shoulders and observed them together. Then he spoke and said that he had a good idea.

What Lingguang calls a good idea is definitely not a real good idea, but it doesn’t matter, the result is the same anyway.

Kokushibo was able to watch a silent massacre. Dispersing his own combat power was a good decision, provided that his own combat power was really strong enough to withstand the pressure of being dispersed. In other words, in Rinko's words.

“This isn’t a lone wolf tactic; this is an orphan tactic.”

Very inelegant and impolite, but terrifyingly accurate.

Lin Guang devoured the scattered troops one by one, not even sparing the crows that spread their wings and tried to fly from the branches.

"Shh, how can I play if you scream and fly around?"

As the boy said this, he broke the crow's neck.

One after another, the entire team was destroyed silently. Even the most perceptive crows did not realize that danger was approaching until the last one.