Muzan tore apart the flesh cocoon, and what he saw was broken wood and stone everywhere, and a crescent moon hanging high in the sky.
Then he lowered his head and scanned the people who were surrounding him.
After drinking the medicine that Drake had prepared in advance, the wounds on Gyomei Himejima's body had healed, and he said with a full voice, "This is the final enemy, the demon king Muzan. Although he has been weakened a lot, don't be careless.
Everyone should have seen his strange body. It seems that just cutting off his head won't kill him. What follows will be a war of attrition!
Everyone, please be prepared to fight to the death until the sun rises!"
Contrary to his large physique, Gyomei Himejima was still very careful. Although what he said was like that, everyone knew that as long as one person arrived, Muzan could be completely eliminated.
The reason for saying this was just to confuse Muzan. Anyway, it was just a sentence. Even if it could only affect his state of battle, it would be worth it.
Muzan reached out and covered his face, and an eerie laughter came from under his palm.
"Truly commendable. After four hundred years, you are the first demon hunters after that person to make me so embarrassed!
As a reward, I will kill you all in the cruelest way!"
Muzan felt that his whole body was being swallowed by anger. That Tamayo was simply a madwoman. She had actually hidden so many deadly poisons in his body.
It was fine with some of the poisons. He had relied on his powerful self-healing ability to break them down or excrete them from his body.
What gave Muzan a headache the most were the several medicines whose effects he couldn't figure out.
One of them had sealed his ability to split. As for how he knew, of course it was because he had tried it.
To be honest, after the Infinity Castle was pulled to the ground, Muzan's first thought was to retreat, but he failed.
Muzan also understood that the Demon Slayer Corps wanted to settle everything with him tonight. But it was still hard to say who wouldn't let who off!
The skin on Muzan's back bulged, and then several whip-like tentacles drilled out from it, attacking the surrounding swordsmen by whipping or stabbing.
Muzan's attacks could be said to be completely disorganized. After all, Muzan himself had never learned how to fight.
But it was precisely these attacks that were terribly strong in both speed and power, forcing everyone to respond with their most tense nerves.
Horizontal and vertical marks instantly appeared on the ground, all of which were drawn out by Muzan's tentacles, and each one was like it had been cut out by swords.
And almost in an instant, even though everyone was a swordsman who had activated marks with the help of cursed seals, several people still had wounds on their bodies.
Muzan was quite vicious. His tentacles were attached with poison, and some of them had his own blood.
After being injured by the tentacles, they would either be poisoned or ingest his blood and turn into demons.
Even if the breathing technique swordsmen could meticulously control their bodies to curb the spread of the poison, they definitely wouldn't be able to last long.
But Muzan saw in the blink of an eye that the injured people poured something into their mouths. In the next second, the cyan-purple color at the wounds began to recede, and even the wounds began to heal.
"Tamayo! You bastard, you still have to cause me trouble even after you're dead!"
Muzan could only think of Tamayo, the pharmacist, as the source of the detoxification. After all, he had turned Tamayo into a demon because he valued her ability to make medicine.
However, Muzan couldn't help but wonder, when did Tamayo's ability reach the point where she could concoct a medicine that was so fast-acting and could also heal wounds!
But the changes in the battle before his eyes made Muzan put this question behind him.
The crowd took out the Crimson Stones and awakened their Nichirin Blades into the Crimson Blade state. Then they swung their swords and neatly cut off the tentacles!
The wounds cut by the Crimson Blade were like they had been branded by a branding iron, and even Muzan couldn't regenerate smoothly.
At other times, Muzan might have ridiculed the weakness of their Crimson Blades. After all, he had experienced what the genuine Crimson Blade of Yoriichi Tsugikuni was like.
But now, even the Crimson Blade, which could only restrain his regeneration ability to a certain extent, was a threat that couldn't be ignored.
The severed tentacles turned to ashes, and Muzan saw that a huge butterfly flapping its wings seemed to appear before his eyes.
Shinobu Kocho came before Muzan, and the slender Nichirin Blade in her hand was forced into his chest.
Shinobu Kocho's sword was also a Crimson Blade, but that was only to allow Shinobu Kocho to break through Muzan's skin's defense. What was truly effective was the medicine that was injected along with it.
"This is a gift that Miss Tamayo and I are giving you together!"
Muzan's expression changed. What he had broken down just now were the highly harmful components, and some medicines that had no effect were still left in his body.
Now he finally knew what those medicines did.
The cunning Tamayo had deliberately divided the medicine into two parts, so that he didn't break down the ineffective part in time. After Shinobu Kocho injected the second part, it took effect at this crucial moment.
Muzan only felt his muscles stiffen, and his blood coagulate. This caused him to lose his ability to act during this time.
Everyone rushed up together, and the swords slashed over without politeness.
The nine pillars of the Demon Slayer Corps, plus the four little ones, were exactly thirteen people, aiming at all of Muzan's hearts and brains, plus the vital point of his neck, and attacked together.
Before everyone had time to rejoice, Muzan burst out with all his potential due to his strong survival instinct.
"Ahhhhh!"
Muzan roared, and his body began to squirm and twist, and finally countless mouths full of sharp teeth appeared, biting the blades that were slashing at him.
"Damn monster!" The outspoken Sanemi Shinazugawa couldn't help but curse, and the others also showed disgusted expressions.
Muzan's body swayed. The drastically mutated body allowed him to overcome some of the effects of the medicine in his body, and several eyes of irregular size and position appeared on his face, full of violence and killing intent.
Just then, a flash of fire streaked across the sky, falling straight down.
The Infinity Castle being pulled to the ground wasn't in the original location. This was something that Drake hadn't expected. After receiving the message from the kasugai crow, Drake rushed over immediately, and what he saw was Muzan, who had turned into a monster.
Drake could directly sense how bad Muzan's condition was now. Although he looked scary, his power had almost been emptied.
He couldn't even suppress the old wounds. The scars that Yoriichi Tsugikuni had left four hundred years ago clearly surfaced on his body.
Muzan looked at Drake, who was surrounded by flames, and only felt his skin tingling, as if he was facing the sun directly.
Using a hoarse voice, Muzan said, "Who are you!"
Drake was somewhat unenthusiastic. He wasn't coming to save the day. If he had come a little later, it seemed that everyone could have crippled Muzan, and then drank some tea and waited for sunrise to watch Muzan be burned to ashes by the sun.
Although all of this couldn't be done without him, he really didn't have any sense of participation.
So Drake curled his lips and said, "I'm not going to tell my name to a guy like you who's about to go to hell!"
Saying this, Drake stepped on the ground, and a ring of flames spread out, burning the tentacles with bony tips that were stabbing over to ashes.
And the ground under Drake's feet instantly cracked, and the cracks directly extended to Muzan, and the surging flames blasted him away.
And everyone also saw that under Muzan's body, a tentacle was connected to a huge fleshy tumor, and that tumor actually turned into Muzan's face as it squirmed.
At the first moment he saw Drake, Muzan hadn't thought about fighting head-on. But his splitting ability had been sealed by Tamayo. So he could only split off a part of his body and try to escape from underground.
Drake shook his head, and then flames ignited in his hands.
"I really can't stand it anymore. Just honestly go to hell and be punished, and let everyone have a happy future!"
"Fire Dragon's Blazing Flame!"
Drake merged the flames in his hands, forming a huge fireball, and then threw it at Muzan in mid-air.
Muzan watched that fireball approach, as if he was falling into the sun. Before it had really touched his body, it began to carbonize.
The demon king Muzan Kibutsuji... was defeated!
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