newbobooks Chapter 127 4th position ends
Chapter 127 4th position ends
The gale howled wildly at the top of the Infinite Train's engine, the icy air tearing at the night sky and nailing the deathly silence and darkness firmly to the plains.
The steel behemoth roared and sped along the tracks, while the lone figure on the roof seemed darker than the night and colder than the wind.
The leader of the demons stood with his hands behind his back, exuding a suffocating aura of power.
He slowly raised his eyes, and deep within his empty yet sickly pupils, the words "Lower Rank One" were engraved like a blood-red mark, coldly and clearly imprinted on the whites of his eyes.
"Yes...they've already boarded the bus."
A light, airy sentence, delivered in a sickly, cloyingly sweet tone, slowly spilled from his lips.
The sound wasn't loud, but it was exceptionally clear amidst the howling wind, like a fine needle gently piercing the silence of the night.
Lower Moon One slowly turned his head, his gaze falling on the three figures in the shadows behind him. His tone was soft, almost gentle, yet it carried a morbid obsession.
"You all remember... what Lord Muzan said, right?"
"Lord Muzan——"
These five words are like a curse from hell.
The Lower Moon Two, Lower Moon Three, and Lower Moon Four behind him suddenly stiffened, their already tense bodies trembling violently as if their hearts were being gripped by an invisible force.
They didn't even have the courage to look up; they all lowered their heads in fear, burying their faces in the shadows. Cold sweat had already soaked their entire bodies, condensing into beads on the cold car roof.
It all goes back to not long ago, to that distorted, eternal space—the Infinite City.
After Rui, the fifth Lower Moon demon, was killed by the Demon Slayer Corps at Mount Natagumo.
Kibutsuji Muzan's rage was like a sword hanging over the heads of all the Lower Moon demons, teetering on the brink of collapse.
There was no warning, no buffer.
A forced summoning dragged all the remaining Lower Moon demons deep into the Infinity Castle.
On that day, the corridors of the Infinite City were empty and lifeless, without a trace of light or life.
Only the cold stone bricks and the boundless darkness oppressed all the ghosts, making them afraid to even breathe.
The five Lower Moons—Lower Moon One, Lower Moon Two, Lower Moon Three, Lower Moon Four, and Lower Moon Six—knelt trembling on the cold ground.
They don't even have the right to look up at that supreme being.
Kibutsuji Muzan sat in the deepest shadow, his figure blurred, yet his aura was like the collapse of heaven and earth.
Simply sitting there caused the entire space to slightly distort and crack.
He didn't speak, but the absolute pressure originating from his bloodline and roots had already crushed all the lower moon souls into pieces.
"waste."
These two seemingly insignificant words are more piercing than the sharpest blade.
"The Fifth Moon was killed, yet you did nothing. Weak, foolish, useless, disloyal... what is the meaning of your existence?"
Muzan's voice was calm and composed, yet it concealed a ruthlessness capable of instantly annihilating everything.
"What good are you to me besides constantly bringing me shame?"
With each word spoken, all the lower moons trembled violently, cold sweat pouring down their faces, and they slammed their fists against the cold floor, making faint but desperate sounds.
They didn't even have the courage to defend themselves; they could only lower their heads and wait for death to come.
Just when everyone thought they would be instantly annihilated and their souls scattered.
The demon, who had been kneeling silently at the front with the first line of the slash etched on its eye, slowly raised its head.
His face showed no fear, no trembling, only an almost frenzied, morbidly devout worship and adoration; his eyes shone, and his tone was fervent and resolute.
"Lord Muzan, I have a way to personally lure that traitor before you..."
Muzan remained silent for a moment.
Those eyes, which looked down upon someone like an ant, fell lightly on Lower Moon One.
There was no anger, no approval, only a deathly indifferent silence.
"Last chance."
These words, as light as a feather, yet so heavy that the entire Infinite City seemed to sink.
"All of you, cooperate with him."
Muzan's voice was icy cold and devoid of any emotion.
"Find Tanjiro Kamado, the one who betrayed and disobeyed me, and then kill him."
He paused, his tone suddenly becoming even colder and more terrifying.
"otherwise……"
"Bang--!!!"
There wasn't even time for a piercing scream to escape.
Kneeling at the very end, already terrified and trembling, Lower Moon Six exploded without warning the instant Muzan finished speaking!
Blood, shattered bones, and severed limbs splattered in the air above the Infinite City, instantly turning into a pool of foul-smelling blood mist, leaving not even a trace of soul behind, completely erasing them from the world.
Clean, efficient, and ruthless.
Without any unnecessary movements, with just a thought, a Lower Moon demon was crushed into nothingness like dust.
The remaining Lower Moon 2, Lower Moon 3, and Lower Moon 4 were already stiff with fear, cold sweat dripping down like a torrential rain, leaving a small wet patch on the floor.
Their teeth chattered, their legs went weak, and their very souls screamed, yet they dared not even breathe.
Fear, like cold venom, spread through every vein and into their entire body, leaving them barely able to tremble.
Only the waning moon.
He maintained his head-up posture, gazing at Muzan's figure with an almost obsessive fanaticism and worship in his eyes.
It was as if what had just been erased was not one of their own kind, but something perfectly natural, even a trivial matter.
In his eyes, everything Muzan-sama does is truth, Muzan-sama's anger is sacred, and Muzan-sama's annihilation is the supreme judgment.
"Do you understand?" Muzan's voice was terrifyingly calm. "This is the last value of your lives."
"If you can do it, you'll live."
"If I can't do it... then I'll just disappear like Lower Moon Six."
Without giving them another glance, Muzan's figure slowly sank into the darkness of the Infinity Castle, his aura completely dissipating.
Only four trembling lower crescents remained, along with a patch of blood that had not yet dried.
This trip to the Infinite Train isn't a mission; it's a gamble with our lives.
……
The gust of wind at the top of the car once again pulled the ghosts back to reality from that terrifying memory.
Lower Moon Two gritted his teeth, his body trembling uncontrollably, his voice hoarse and filled with fear.
"I...we understand..."
Lower Moon Three and Lower Moon Four nodded hurriedly, burying their heads even deeper and breathing cautiously.
They dared not resist, dared not complain, and dared not fail.
Because they know it better than anyone else.
This time, if we disappoint Lord Muzan again...
It wasn't just Lower Moon Six who died.
It is all of them.
Lower Moon One looked at them, then revealed a sickly smile, with a mouth opening on the back of each of his hands.
"Then let's have a beautiful dream..."