Fortunately, Muzan seemed to be in a really good mood, so he didn't hold it against Nakime.
Muzan landed on Ryuji's handsome face and smiled as he explained, "Those people are the Demon Slayer Corps, our formidable enemies. The Pillars are the strongest swordsmen in the Demon Slayer Corps. If you kill them, you will severely damage the Demon Slayer Corps."
"Then, can I help Lord Muzan?"
Longli asked nervously.
"certainly."
Muzan said softly, "You really did me a huge favor."
Nakime behind her tried hard to control herself and not lose her composure, but she was still inwardly shocked.
This shock didn't come entirely from Ryuu, but also from Muzan.
When had she ever seen Lord Muzan so gentle?
And it's about dealing with a ghost?
You know, even when Muzan speaks to the Upper Moons, he's usually cold and aloof, but now he's being so gentle, it's unbelievable!
He's just like a kind old father!
She quickly cleared her mind, trying not to let her thoughts wander. Muzan-sama could read the thoughts of all the demons, meaning that Muzan-sama knew everything she was thinking.
However, Muzan seemed completely different today. He was terrifyingly unfamiliar, even ignoring the chaotic thoughts in Nakime's mind.
'Lord Muzan... is so kind...'
Ryuji stared blankly at Muzan.
He had originally thought that all men were like his demonic father, but he felt something he had never felt before with Muzan.
"Follow me, Longli."
The next moment, Muzan actually took Ryuri's hand and walked away into the distance.
This scene didn't evoke any particular feeling in Longli; he simply felt a sense of warmth and comfort.
In his memory, it seemed that only his mother had ever held his hand like this, and it felt so warm and reassuring...
Muzan glanced down at Ryūri, a faint smile playing on his lips.
Ryu was stunned. At this moment, the face of Lord Muzan and the face of his mother in his mind unexpectedly overlapped!
Nakime's hands were trembling slightly behind her. She thought that her eyes must be broken. Was it really that difficult to see with only one eye?
She actually saw Lord Muzan holding someone else's hand!
Yes, it must be her hallucination.
"Narukae".
"Yes, Lord Muzan!"
Without Muzan needing to say much, Nakime immediately understood his meaning. She gently played the biwa, and the next moment, the buildings in the Infinite Castle began to rotate rapidly around her.
The next moment, five figures suddenly appeared out of thin air in the Infinite City!
Where is this place?
A man with the characters "Winter Moon" and "Third Moon" written in his eyes looked around in horror, not understanding why he had suddenly appeared there.
At the same time, he also noticed that there were many ghosts around him who were just as bewildered and terrified as he was!
"Is it also the last quarter moon?"
"Have all the lower moons been summoned here?"
"jump!"
As the sound of the pipa rang out once more, the five lower strings were suddenly gathered together on a platform.
Just as they were wondering what was happening, they looked up and saw Muzan Kibutsuji's expressionless face right above them, and Ryuri standing next to Muzan, holding his hand.
Who is that person?
Why is he standing there?
Just as everyone was wondering about Ryuri's identity, they saw Muzan looking at the five Lower Moons with a blank expression.
"Kneel down, all of you, and don't raise your heads."
A shiver from the soul instantly spread throughout the bodies of all the Lower Moons. The next moment, all five Lower Moons knelt there in unison, trembling!
"They didn't kneel down immediately upon seeing Lord Kibutsuji, oh no!"
As the waning moon approached its fourth quarter, Lingyuzi's teeth were chattering, and cold sweat dripped from his forehead like rain.
The other lower moons reacted the same way she did.
The reason they didn't notice Lord Muzan immediately was mainly because their attention was drawn to Ryuri beside him.
Is that a ghost?
Why was she born so alluring?
Lord Oni Muju was actually holding his hand! Who is he?!
As the first of the Lower Moon demons, the Ubume's face was filled with excitement.
The demon next to Muzan is so handsome! I really want to... really want to... torture him properly!
With such good looks, his screams must be quite melodious!
"I'm so sorry, sir. Please forgive me for not noticing you at first..." Lower Moon Three, Byakuya, stammered in his explanation.
"Who gave you permission to speak?" Muzan asked expressionlessly, then his gaze shifted to Lower Moon One, Ubume.
Old man!
Suddenly, Guhuoniao didn't even dare to breathe. Although she was kneeling there with her head down, at this moment she suddenly felt that she would die if she moved!
What happened? Did I do something to upset the adults?
But I've already eaten so many people recently, and my strength has increased very quickly!
"Cannibalism?"
Muzan suddenly sneered, his voice icy and chilling, like a biting wind: "You've been demons for decades now, haven't you? Why haven't you killed a single Pillar yet?"
"Recently, another Lower Moon has been killed. Why are you so weak? Becoming one of the Twelve Demon Moons is not the end, but a new beginning. You need to eat more people and become stronger. This is the starting point for you to be used by me."
But why are it always Upper Moon demons who kill Pillar-level Demon Slayers, while Lower Moon demons have been chosen so many times? I really don't understand the point of establishing the Lower Moon Demon Moon.
"Please apologize, it's just that the Pillars are too powerful, but I will work hard to improve my strength and strive to defeat the Pillars one day!" Lower Moon Six Hibiki Kai hurriedly explained in fright.
"Shut up!"
Although Muzan's forehead was expressionless, his eyes were filled with killing intent as he looked at the five Lower Moons in front of him!
This murderous intent was like a mountain looming over the heads of all the lower moons!
At this moment, all the lower moons were filled with endless terror and despair.
Lord Muzan seems very angry.
Ryuri looked up at Lord Muzan. Although he didn't show it on his face, Ryuri still noticed.
He remembered that when he used to get angry because he fought with other children in the village, his mother would gently stroke the back of his hand to comfort him.
So he imitated his mother and gently stroked the back of Muzan's hand that was holding his.
Muzan lowered his head and glanced at Ryuri.
At that moment, the anger that had been building up inside him suddenly burst forth, releasing itself rapidly.
All the lower lair members clearly felt that the low pressure that had enveloped them was rapidly disappearing.