"How can he be so strong?"
The long-tongued demon reattached his severed arm, staring incredulously at the god-like figure before him.
Even with over a dozen of them working together, plus the demon who had eaten the hands of over forty others, they were still utterly powerless.
Why were such powerful demons captured and imprisoned in Fujikasane Mountain?
Had the Demon Slayer Corps lost their minds?
Watching yet another demon torn to pieces, the long-tongued demon felt a chill run down his spine, and the thought of fleeing crossed his mind.
Continuing to fight like this, there was no hope of victory.
As for exhausting the enemy's stamina, that was a pipe dream.
But if he fled now, what would he do later?
Fujikasane Mountain was only so big; there was nowhere to hide. One day they would meet again, and if he was left alone, wouldn't he be even more certain of death?
"Wait a minute!"
The long-tongued demon suddenly realized something was amiss: "Why haven't those defeated demons gotten up yet? Are they playing dead?"
Suddenly, his eyes widened.
In the nearby grass, a demon severed in two lay motionless, its eyes closed, blood gushing from its wound, staining the surroundings crimson.
The long-tongued demon stared intently at the wound, its body trembling.
No regeneration!
Absolutely no sign of regeneration!
It turned to look around; all the demons lying on the ground bore horrific wounds, none of which had healed.
"Could it be that he not only eats demons, but also prevents their bodies from regenerating?"
The moment this thought crossed its mind, the long-tongued demon could no longer suppress its fear and turned to run.
The method of eating demons and its future safety were all thrown to the back of its mind.
At this moment, it was filled with intense regret.
How could it have been so blinded by greed to provoke such a terrifying creature?
Boom!
A gust of wind swept through.
A figure suddenly appeared in front, blocking the long-tongued demon's path.
"No!"
The long-tongued demon's hands and feet turned ice-cold, his liver and gallbladder trembling.
Before he could react, a fist appeared in his vision, rapidly enlarging.
Bang!
The long-tongued demon's consciousness plunged into darkness.
Aoki didn't even notice that the one who died by his fist was the culprit, turning to pounce on another demon.
Soon, the other demons also realized the problem.
"No, no, no!"
"What's going on? Why haven't the demons' injuries healed yet?"
"You, what did you do?"
Looking at the severed limbs around her, a long-haired female demon screamed uncontrollably, her pale face contorted with intense fear.
Aoki didn't answer, pushing off with his foot and lunging forward.
Bang!
The long-haired female demon's head exploded, her body crashing to the ground.
"He, he's a devil! I quit! I quit!"
Another demon broke down, turning and running away frantically.
This triggered a chain reaction; all the demons began to flee.
"Only thinking of running away now? Too late!"
Aoki's eyes blazed with murderous intent.
He had anticipated this situation and had been secretly preparing. He had deliberately targeted the fast, agile demons, leaving the rest to be clumsy.
Thump, thump, thump...
Dust billowed, footsteps thundered like drums.
Aoki was like a supercar; though less agile, his speed was incredible, rampaging through the enemy ranks, unstoppable.
...
The Hand Demon dragged its heavy body, running at breakneck speed, glancing back every now and then.
"Damn it! Damn it! Damn it all! Why is it so strong?"
Its plan had failed, and it even faced the risk of death. Fear, anger, and jealousy gnawed at its twisted heart, driving it to the brink of madness.
Suddenly, a river blocked its path. The Hand Demon was not alarmed but delighted.
"Great! I remember there's a hiding place on the other side of this river! That guy, just you wait, after I eat more people and become stronger, then..."
His expression froze, his thoughts halting abruptly. Thump,
thump, thump!
Accompanied by rapid, heavy footsteps, a figure with astonishing momentum swiftly attacked from behind.
"How could this be? How could he catch up so quickly? Where are the other demons? Are they all dead?" The Hand Demon gritted his teeth.
Aoki leaped into the air, tracing an arc, and with the force of a mountain crashing down, swung his fist at the Hand Demon's head.
"Get out of my way!"
The Hand Demon clasped his four arms together, forming a giant fist, and swung to meet the punch.
Bang, bang, bang!
Muscles tore, bones shattered, blood and flesh splattered, arms exploded segment by segment, and the Hand Demon staggered back several steps.
Aoki rolled over and landed steadily.
"Found you!"
"Where are the other demons?" The Hand Demon stared intently at him.
"You still have the mind to care about the other demons?"
Aoki slowly walked over.
"Wait, wait, wait!"
The Hand Demon waved his hands repeatedly. "That's enough! My strength is far more than what you see. Believe me, if you keep fighting, you won't have an easy time either!"
"I'd love to see your true strength."
As soon as Aoki finished speaking, the ground beneath him exploded, and two arms shot out.
It was exactly the same move the Hand Demon used to ambush him at the beginning.
Unfortunately, without the other demons to restrain him, such a slow attack couldn't even touch him.
Aoki leaped backward, dodging the attack, and suddenly reached out to grab it.
The Hand Demon's arms were as thick as an adult's waist, like a large tree. In comparison, Aoki's arms were like slender and fragile bamboo poles.
However, the moment he was grabbed, there was a cracking sound, and the Hand Demon's movements stopped, its arms stuck in the ground.
Pulling back, he couldn't pull them back; stretching, he couldn't move them.
Aoki twisted hard with both hands.
Crack!
Both arms broke off.
Unwilling to play with him any longer, Aoki threw away the severed arms and charged towards the Hand Demon.
"No! Don't come any closer! Get out, get out of here!"
The Hand Demon's face was filled with terror as he swung his arms wildly, attacking frantically, but he couldn't stop Aoki's advance at all, and was quickly closed in.
Boom boom boom!
After a few punches, the Hand Demon's body was riddled with holes, and
he collapsed with a thud. His muscles twitched all over, and with only half a mouth left, he asked unwillingly, "You're so strong, why were you captured and brought to Fujikasane Mountain?"
Aoki grabbed the Hand Demon's head: "Who told you I was captured by the Demon Slayer Corps?"
"What? You yourself..." The Hand Demon's eyes widened suddenly.
Aoki didn't give him a chance to speak.
"Swallow!"
[Kill the Hand Demon, gain 25 experience points.]
"Only 25 points?" Aoki's brows furrowed immediately.
That's too poor!
He thought the Hand Demon's experience points would be over 40.
"Is it because I leveled up again? How much has the experience of ordinary demons dropped?"
Aoki had a bad feeling and quickly returned to the previous battlefield.
The remains of demons were everywhere.
Although the attack was brutal, these demons were actually still alive.
Their incredible vitality was truly astonishing.
Aoki piled all the demons together and activated "Devouring Demon."
System notifications began flooding the screen.
[Killed one demon, gained 5 experience points.]
[Killed one demon, gained 6 experience points.]
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