I'm not going to be an Spirit! (Translate)

Late at night, in the dense forest outside Tokyo.

A mansion sits in this remote area.

This is one of the bases of the Demon Slayer Corps, and is usually used for the training of reserve members and as a transit station.

But now, the people who originally lived here have all left.

In the main hall, all the members of Ratatoskr were present, scattered in twos and threes.

Some of them had solemn expressions, as if they were determined to die, while others had wandering looks, as if they were alert to their surroundings.

They have been waiting here for several hours.

Yushiro and Tanjiro Kamado even began to suspect that Muzan Kibutsuji had no idea of ​​their where abouts and they were wasting time.

But when he saw Kotori Itsuka calmly sitting in the center of the main hall, he held back the questions he wanted to ask.

Muzan Kibutsuji will definitely appear.

This is what their commander told them before the mission began.

Three days ago, they and the Demon Slayer Corps had already begun consciously spreading information about Ratatoskr.

Muzan former pharmacist, a successor of the Breath of the Sun, two Demons immune to sunlight, and a potion that can free other Demons from the control of the curse and turn Demons into humans again...

With so many baits placed in front of Muzan, no one would doubt that he would not fall into the trap.

Their only worry was that their whereabouts were too secretive, causing Muzan to look for them but not be able to find them.

After all, in order to prevent him from realizing that this was a trap to lure the snake out of its hole, Ratatoskr and his group acted very covertly.

Even the location of this stronghold is deep in the mountains and forests.

However, their worries were obviously unnecessary.

"Da…Da…Da…"

In the silent main hall, there was the sound of leather shoes hitting the ground.

Through the faint moonlight, everyone's eyes turned to the entrance of the main hall.

A man in a suit, with black curly hair and scarlet eyes appeared in their sight.

The man took off his gentleman hat, as if he was a visitor.

The fish is hooked.

Yushiro immediately protected Tamayo behind him and formed a talisman in his hand.

Tanjiro Kamado placed his hand on the hilt of the Nichirin sword, ready to draw the sword at any time.

A devil horn grew on your head, and your pretty face looked a little more frightening.

A hint of excitement flashed in Dazai Osamu eyes, and he looked at the Demon King, whom everyone hated, with interest.

"They really came out in full force, Muzan."

Looking at Muzan Kibutsuji who finally appeared and the five upper ranks following behind him, Kotori Itsuka expression remained unchanged and she looked at him straight.

"After all, if we miss such a good opportunity, we don't know when we'll have the chance to come again!"

Muzan gaze also swept over the members of Ratatoskr, and a hint of disdain flashed in his eyes.

But at the same time, the uneasiness in my heart also disappeared a lot.

Even though Ratatoskr and the Demon Slayer Corps carried out the plan as naturally as possible without revealing any clues, Muzan Kibutsuji still became a little wary.

Because it went too smoothly.

Whether it was collecting intelligence on the other party's members or grasping their routes of action, everything went too smoothly.

Although the intelligence gathering capabilities of the eye scouts sent out by Naruto were strong and they knew the addresses of 60% of the members of the Demon Slayer Corps and even found the location of the swordsmith village, the cautious Kibutsu and Muzan still sensed something was wrong.

However, he couldn't give up this precious opportunity just because of a little uneasiness in his heart.

So here he comes.

However, after seeing the members of Ratatoskr, that slight uneasiness finally dissipated.

Because he didn't feel that these guys could pose any threat to him at all.

Tamayo strength is almost the same as when she escaped from him five hundred years ago. She has not improved at all after so many years.

The combined strength of the Kamado siblings is at most comparable to that of an Upper Rank, and they can only fight against an Upper Rank Five or Upper Rank Four.

There is no need to explain the strength of Dazai Osamu and Yushiro, Muzan can crush them with just one finger.

The only one who could pose a threat to him was the Balrog of Ratatoskr.

On the other hand, on the side of Muzan Kibutsuji, not only the Demon King himself was present, but even the five Upper Ranks followed one by one.

The gap in strength between the two sides is more than just one level.

"You don't look scared... or surprised that I'm here?"

Although the fighting power was very different, Muzan did not see the slightest fear on Kotori Itsuka face, and could not help asking, "How interesting! Could it be that you had guessed that I would appear here?"

However, before Kotori Itsuka could speak, he continued talking on his own.

"Forget it. It doesn't matter whether you guess it or not. The result will be the same anyway."

Muzan Kibutsuji face was calm, and he instructed his subordinates calmly: "Get started, so as to avoid any more trouble."

After receiving the order, the upper ranks behind Muzan Kibutsuji began to move.

However, Dazai Osamu blood demon art was activated faster.

He didn't need any instructions from Kotori Itsuka. Seeing that the other party had no intention of chatting and was ready to attack, he didn't hesitate and cut his wrist directly.

A large amount of blood gushed out.

The blood turned into a fine blood mist and quickly spread throughout the mansion under Dazai Osamu control.

But after more than a month of improving his strength, the range he can cover is already more than just this.

After just a few seconds, half of the forest was shrouded in blood mist.

Feeling that the activity of the cells in his body seemed to have weakened a little, Muzan Kibutsuji frowned slightly.

Many of his abilities were restricted.

However, he did not feel panicked, but smiled slightly mockingly.

If this was Ratatoskr trump card, he would find it extremely ridiculous.

Because even if they cannot use blood magic, their strength still has an overwhelming advantage.

Just because they become weaker doesn't mean the other party becomes stronger.

However, Ratatoskr obviously has more than one card up his sleeve.

In the dark forest, nine auras approached rapidly from far away.

After seeing Dazai Osamu use his blood demon art, the Pillar-level members lurking on the outskirts of the forest immediately took action.

"How interesting... the prey set the trap instead."

Muzan sneered, waved his hand, and sent the upper ranks out.

Since he was teleported here via the Infinite Castle, he simply searched the surroundings.

Unexpectedly, the Demon Slayer Corps was lying in ambush further away.

"Is this your trump card?" Muzan sneered, "If you expect a few pillars to destroy my carefully selected upper strings, then you are too naive."

"You seem to have misunderstood something. They are only responsible for holding back the guys who are in the way."

The crusade plan officially begins.

Kotori Itsuka simply stopped pretending, and revealed her divine spiritual outfit and angel form, with a cruel smile on her face.

"My trump card is myself."