Chapter 67: The sudden change in the style of Lemuel
[TL/N: Read my new work - Detective Conan: I'm a Succubus?!]
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March 7th: "Eh? A live broadcast at this time?"
Nami: "There are so many people… and they're all armed."
Suzuki: "Oh shit! This is a full-on battlefield! Are we about to witness a war?!"
Lemuel: "Haha, it's already our fourth day here. Today, we're finally capturing the Demon King, Muzan."
Saeko: "Is Muzan really that strong? Even Nanashi-kun needs to gather so many people to fight him?"
Aqua: "Hmph! I'm the only one here who can purify these evil spirits! But that idiot Nanashi won't let me!"
Lemuel: "No, actually, Muzan isn't even that powerful."
Tushan Honghong: "Then why gather so many people?"
Lemuel: "Because Muzan is a complete coward. If Nanashi moves recklessly, the guy will probably hide underground and sleep for hundreds, maybe even thousands of years."
March 7th: "Wait, what? A boss who can supposedly wipe out humanity is actually this scared?"
Shinobu: "To be honest, I had a hard time believing Nanashi-kun at first. After all, Muzan has been terrorizing the Demon Slayer Corps for over a thousand years."
But—
Shinobu glanced at the battlefield.
The Demon Slayers were locked in combat with countless demons, yet…
There was no sign of Muzan Kibutsuji.
Was he really this cunning? Or just that much of a coward?
Suzuki: "Tsk, tsk. This kind of boss is way too lame."
Nanashi: "I know, right? Compared to Bone Overlord, this guy doesn't deserve the 'Villain' title. But unfortunately, that's just the kind of scumbag Muzan is."
Nanashi: "@Esdeath, don't get too excited. Keep it quiet—we don't want to scare Muzan off."
Esdeath: "Understood. But don't forget your promise to fight me."
Nanashi: "If you're still eager after this, I'll gladly oblige."
Esdeath: "Hmph."
Nanashi: "Lemuel, Shinobu, just focus on fighting. I'll be watching from behind."
Lemuel: "Got it!"
Shinobu: "Understood."
Nanashi: "Aqua, your divine power is too flashy. I'm going to test my abilities, so hold back for now."
Aqua: "Yeah, yeah, whatever, Baka!"
The demons charged forward, their monstrous voices echoing across the battlefield.
"Kill the humans! Feast on them!"
In response, the Demon Slayer Corps roared as they rushed in with swords drawn.
"Exterminate all demons!"
The battlefield erupted into chaos.
King versus king, general versus general, soldier versus soldier.
Among the demons, the five remaining Upper Moons stood out, their positions unmistakable.
With Douma gone, Muzan hadn't been able to replace him, meaning the Demon Slayer Corps had a numbers advantage—9 Hashiras vs. 5 Upper Moons.
Even without the Demon Slayer Marks or the Transparent World, the situation was heavily in their favor.
And then, there was Esdeath.
She had immediately charged toward Kokushibo, not even waiting for orders.
Nanashi hadn't warned her that Kokushibo was the strongest of the Upper Moons—
So, technically, it was now 9 Hashiras vs. 4 Upper Moons.
Kokushibo's many eyes glowed ominously as he studied the woman before him.
"Who are you?"
Esdeath smirked, twirling her rapier in anticipation.
"Does it matter? We're enemies—just fight with everything you've got!"
Kokushibo raised his sword.
"As you wish."
With a swing, black crescent blades shot through the air.
Esdeath stabbed forward, and a jagged spear of ice shattered the incoming attack.
Kokushibo narrowed his eyes.
"Blood Demon Art?"
Before he could analyze further—
A massive block of ice came crashing down from above, aiming straight for him.
As the intense duels raged on, one battlefield stood out—
Lemuel's.
"Overload!"
Her angelic wings expanded, radiating divine light.
Particles in the air condensed, forming dozens of floating firearms—
Guns of all kinds, locked and loaded.
"Everything's set! Now let's give these demons a grand farewell gift!"
Lemuel grinned.
Da-da-da-da-da!
The barrage of gunfire thundered across the battlefield.
Unlike normal bullets, her ammunition contained:
✔ Scarlet Crimson Iron Sand
✔ Scarlet Crimson Ore
✔ Wisteria Flower Toxin
Each shot tore through the demons, burning them from the inside out.
It was a massacre.
Demons screamed in agony as bullets ripped through their bodies, preventing them from regenerating.
March 7th: "Uhh… why does Lemuel's fighting style feel so different from everyone else?"
Suzuki: "No need to guess—it's completely different! Everyone else is swinging swords, but she's straight-up shooting them down!"
Saeko: "As expected of Lemuel."
Suddenly—
[Ding! 'Sword Saint' has joined the chat group!]
[Ding! 'Half-Elf' has joined the chat group!]
['Sword Saint' has entered the live broadcast room!]
['Half-Elf' has entered the live broadcast room!]
Just as the group was about to continue discussing the battle, two unexpected new members appeared in the chat.