Demon Slayer: Tanjiro becomes a ghost, Nezuko becomes a pillar!

Chapter 49 Muzan's Escape

On the bustling streets of Tokyo, Tanjiro, like an enraged beast, wielded his Nichirin Blade in one hand and forcefully pushed through the crowd with the other, charging headlong into the crowd following the source of the scent.

"I'm sorry! I'm so sorry!"

While apologizing to the passerby she bumped into, Midouzi quickened her pace to catch up with her brother.

"Baka!"

"Whose child is this? Keep an eye on them."

"Look, that child is carrying a knife!"

"I'm sorry! I'm so sorry!"

The angry accusations, doubts, and panic of the passersby were all witnessed by Mi Douzi, who was following behind.

What's wrong with my brother?

As Midouzi watched her brother grow taller and taller, his red hair cascading down to his waist.

She had seen this situation before, twice.

The first time was when she discovered that her brother had become a ghost.

The other time was when he encountered the monk ghost.

Nezuko chased after him quickly, while mentally reviewing Tanjiro's several transformations.

The first time was because my brother had just become a ghost, that's why he acted like that. The second time was also to protect me, but why this time? Is it because of a ghost?

Thinking about this possibility, Midouzi ran quickly while observing the changes in the surrounding crowd.

But no matter how she looked at it, there was no trace of evil spirits in the crowd, and she sensed no danger.

This made her frown. [If there were no ghosts, then... what caused my gentle brother to become like this? He seems very angry!]

She watched Tanjiro's resolute back as he walked away, and the anger that seemed to burst from his chest could be clearly felt even from a distance.

[Anger? The kind of anger that could make my brother lose control like this...]

A name, like a poisoned icicle, suddenly pierced her thoughts.

[Oni... Mai... Tsuji... Wu... miserable! 】

Mi Douzi stopped abruptly, her whole body stiffening on the spot, her pupils suddenly contracting.

This is the only possibility!

Only the culprit who personally destroyed their family could make Tanjiro, who, even after becoming a demon, always uphold his gentle principles, unleash such rage!

The thought had barely crossed my mind when the horrific scene of my home being consumed by fire and blood exploded before my eyes once more.

The sight of his mother lying in a pool of blood, the cold bodies of his younger siblings, and the room covered in blood...

In an instant, the blankness on Mi Douzi's face vanished, replaced by a chill that could freeze the air.

Almost instinctively, he also drew his Nichirin Blade from his waist.

This time, she ignored the strange looks and accusations from those around her, took a deep breath, and suddenly sped up.

Tanjiro's blood-red eyes became even more vibrant at this moment.

The smell coming from his nose grew stronger and stronger, and soon, he saw the back of a man in a bespoke suit holding a child.

Tanjiro instantly pinpointed the culprit who had harmed his family by smell.

Then, with his still-unrecovered speech, he uttered that name heavily.

"Oni·Mai·Tsuji·No·Misery!"

These five words were shouted out by Tanjiro with absolute clarity, so that everyone around, including Nezuko, could hear them clearly.

After confirming that it was indeed Muzan Kibutsuji, Nezuko gripped her Nichirin Blade with both hands and ran while breathing rapidly.

Tanjiro watched as the figure in front of him slowly stopped, and the anger that had been building up in his chest finally broke free of its shackles.

His Blood Demon Art erupted without reservation at this moment!

Blood Demon Art: Explosive Flame

Crimson flames suddenly erupted from Tanjiro's body, the raging fire startling those around him and causing the air to scorch.

The flames spread from his arm to the blade of the Nichirin Blade in an instant.

The originally silver-white blade was instantly enveloped in flames, radiating a scorching heat.

He raised his flaming sword high, his eyes bloodshot, and slashed down fiercely in the direction of Muzan!

Upon hearing someone call his name, Muzan Kibutsuji was slightly taken aback before slowly turning around.

His wife, who was standing beside him, had already turned around to look curiously, but when she saw Tanjiro's face filled with murderous intent and the flames burning around him...

The woman's pupils suddenly dilated, and a piercing scream shattered the sky. Her legs went weak, and she collapsed to the ground in terror.

"ah--!!!"

"What's wrong...!"

Muzan frowned and reprimanded, but when his gaze fell on Tanjiro, the second half of his sentence got stuck in his throat.

The next second, Muzan Kibutsuji's pupils suddenly shrank to the size of pinpoints, and his composure crumbled completely, replaced by extreme horror and fear.

"Hmm? Tsutomu Kuniyoshi!"

In his eyes, Tanjiro at this moment had clearly transformed into the nightmare that he could never forget, even after a thousand years.

His signature long red hair danced wildly in the wind, the flame-like markings on his forehead were as red as blood, and the sun-shaped earrings on his earlobes were engraved deep in his soul.

And those hands burning with fire, gripping the blazing Nichirin Blade.

Everything about him was exactly the same as the man who had driven him to the brink of death and nearly killed him!

The fear etched into his very being instantly gripped his limbs.

This made him completely forget that the boy in front of him was just a low-level ghost that he had modified on a whim, and was not the swordsman who stood at the pinnacle at all.

"Are you kidding me!"

Muzan's voice became sharp and distorted with extreme fear. He was so frightened that he completely lost his mind and suddenly threw the child in his arms at Tanjiro!

The baby's cries also rang out at that moment, at the critical juncture.

"Water Breathing, Third Form: Flowing Dance!"

A clear shout suddenly rang out, and a pink figure, accompanied by azure waves, slid across the ground like a torrent and arrived in front of Tanjiro.

Immediately, Mizuko used her Third Form to catch the child who was crying loudly in fright.

Then, in the instant he turned and retreated quickly, he cleared a perfect path for Tanjiro to take Muzan's head!

With no more restraint, Tanjiro's killing intent intensified, and the flames on his Nichirin Blade suddenly surged, almost burning through the night sky!

"Yoriichi! Demon Slayers! You're all going to die!"

Muzan let out a hysterical roar, and his body exploded in an instant, turning into countless tiny pieces of flesh that flew in all directions.

The Ghost King, who had lived for a thousand years, did not even have the courage to confront them head-on, and instead chose the most despicable option: to flee!

"Bang—!"

Tanjiro's blazing sword strike missed its mark and crashed heavily to the ground.

He stared blankly at the scattered, flying pieces of flesh, his blood-red pupils filled with disbelief, astonishment, and resentment.

"Water Breathing, Sixth Form: Twisting Vortex!"

Mi Douzi's shout was filled with fierce anger; at this moment, the brother and sister's teamwork was perfect.

She gently placed the crying child in her arms on the side of the street, then with a sudden push of her toes against the ground, she shot out like an arrow, heading straight for the chunks of flesh that were being shot at her.

Her body spun at an incredible speed, the Nichirin Blade in her hand swirling with azure waves, transforming into a vortex that forcefully absorbed all the scattered chunks of flesh.

As the blade flashed, a cold light gleamed, and each strike precisely tore through chunks of flesh.

At the same time, the crimson in Tanjiro's eyes intensified, and the flames around him suddenly surged.

He activated the Blood Demon Technique once more, and the blazing flames spread like a giant net.

The meat chunks, chopped up by the glutinous beans, were completely enveloped, and with a sizzling sound, they instantly turned to ashes.

Even though the brother and sister tried their best, most of the small pieces of flesh that fled in all directions still escaped the flames and blades and disappeared into the streets of Tokyo.

"Kibutsuji Muzan! I will definitely kill you! No matter where you run to, I will personally slay you!"