Chapter 675: Final Selection
"Because from the foot of the mountain to the mountainside, all year round, there are nasty wisteria flowers,"
"But ahead of this, there will be no more wisteria flowers, and there will be ghosts,"
"Surviving for seven days here is the qualifying condition for the final selection. β
The two girls continued.
"Well, go all the way. β
......
Less.
Tanjiro's face was a little nervous, and he walked into the forest with the team members who participated in the trial.
"For these seven days, let's just think about how to survive. β
The boy took the Niklun knife he had borrowed from Mr. Scale, and thought to himself.
"First of all, get through the night,"
"When the morning sun rises, the oni will not be able to move and can rest, so they will go to the east,"
"Aim for the earliest place where the sun can shine. β
Tanjiro sprinted all the way, thinking about how to save his life.
This protagonist is obviously very strong, but he is too cautious.
"This smell, it's a ghost!"
Tanjiro's face changed, and he looked at the surrounding forest, and that kind of aura was definitely a ghost.
"Where? Where did it come from?"
"The smell here is so strong. β
The boy frowned.
There is a smell everywhere in this area, but you can't tell where the ghost is.
"Whoaβ"
"Is it heavenly?"
Tanjiro looked up suddenly, his pupils shrinking slightly.
A ghost with teeth and claws, its tongue exposed like a lizard, fell in his direction.
"Boom!"
A huge crater was smashed into the ground, and Tanjiro dodged and rolled to the other side.
"Behind it?"
Tanjiro sensed the danger approaching, and subconsciously drew his knife and slashed out.
The breath of the sun, the shape of the three, the red mirror of the scorching sun!
In the ghost's frightened eyes, he swung a crimson arc horizontal slash, cleanly cutting off the ghost's neck.
"Sneerβ"
The demon's body was burned out by an invisible force.
In less than three seconds, all traces were erased.
"Damn!"
Seeing that the situation was not good, the other ghost suddenly had the idea of running away.
The members of the Demon Slayer Team are strong and weak, and they are hard bones like Tanjiro, and the best thing to beat is to run and kill other humans.
"Do you want to escape?"
"It's too slow. β
After killing a ghost, Tanjiro gradually calmed down.
These ghosts all seem to be extraordinarily weak.
"The breath of the sun, the shape of the land, the burning bone and the sun!"
Tanjiro let out a low snort, and the figure disappeared in place in an instant.
The knife in his hand burned with striking flames, spinning and unleashing a slash.
When this move cuts off the oni's body parts, it causes the oni to suffer severe pain as if it has been burned, and it is temporarily unable to regenerate.
"Rest in peace. β
Seeing that the second oni also died, Tanjiro folded his hands and prayed.
"Hmm!"
"It stinks, what's going on with this rotten smell?"
But before he was quiet for two minutes, Tanjiro covered his nose and frowned tightly.
It seems to be a ghost, and the smell is terrible.
"Ahhhh
"I haven't heard of it! I've never heard of it!"
The strange trialist soaked quickly, and his face turned pale with fright.
Tanjiro looked behind him and suddenly spotted a huge black figure, whose body was made up of countless human arms, like a huge mountain of moving meat.
The smell that stinks to the extreme is coming from the monster.
"Why are there large aliens?"
"I've never heard of it!"
The teenager who was being chased fell to the ground.
On the monster's body, a companion who has disappeared is hanging.
"It's getting bigger!"
After the human corpse was swallowed by the monster in its mouth, the body became quite larger.
Tanjiro's eyes gradually turned cold.
"It's over!"
"Arrested!"
The swordsman who fell to the ground was grabbed by a giant hand stretched out by the monster.
The body can expand and contract at will, and its strength is beyond that of ordinary ghosts.
"Hey, hey. β
The ghost let out a faint laugh.
It was at this delicate moment that Tanjiro began to act.
Leaping into the air, he slashed off the monster's arm with the Hinawa knife and saved the captured swordsman.
"Ho ho,"
"There you are, my sweet little fox. β
The monster laughed when he saw the strange mask hanging from Tanji's head.
"Fox Kid, how many years is it in the Meiji era?"
The ghost didn't seem to be in a hurry to make a move, and said lightly.
"It's the Taisho era. β
Tanjiro replied.
"Taisho?"
"The year name, the year name has changed!"
"It's changed again, it's changed again when I'm locked up in a place like this!!"
The ghost's eyes widened, and he was furious.
He scratched countless bloody red marks on his body with his hands, but he quickly recovered as before.
"Unforgivable, unforgivable......"
"Damn scales, damn scales, damn scales......"
Listening to the ghost's whispering, Tanjiro frowned.
"Why do you know Mr. Scale?"
The boy couldn't help but ask.
And at this moment, the swordsman who was saved by Tanjiro just now had quietly slipped away.
"Of course I do!"
"Because it's the scales that caught me, and forty-seven years ago, when that guy was still hunting ghosts, he captured me alive and put me in this place,"
"The Edo period, the Keio period. β
After hearing this, Tanjiro looked at the ghost more cautiously.
The ghosts placed in the testing ground are generally existences that have only eaten seven or eight humans, but the one in front of them is obviously different.
It's a nightmare for newbies.
"In this cage of wisteria flowers, I have survived,"
"And there's something even better, keep hunting people like you with fox masks,"
"Scales don't know, do you?"
"His disciples were sent here, every time, every time, every time,"
"I've eaten it every time!"
"That kind of fox mask is the best sign, the unique wood grain of the scaly carved mask, and his own tengu mask is the same carving method......"
The ghost continued, getting excited.
Tanjiro also fell silent.
The mask on his head was indeed given to him by Scales when he was leaving.
"Is it called a disaster mask?"
"Because everyone is eating it,"
"Everyone is in my stomach, it's like the scales killed it with their own hands,"
"Saigao mud, iron duck!"
The monster laughed wildly, and a dozen extended arms dangled in the air as if a group of demons were dancing.
"Enough!"
"The tragedy will end in my hands,"
"Disciples of Mr. Scale, I will avenge them. β
Tanjiro rushed over with a knife.
No matter how powerful this ghost is, he is absolutely going to kill this guy.
"You, you will become the fourteenth disciple of the scales to die!"
The ghost snorted disdainfully.
Dozens of arms were all stretched out, and they besieged the teenager.
His body was very hard, and there was once a disciple who wanted to kill him, but the hardness of his neck directly broke the Nihon Wheel Knife.