The corpse is speaking—this was Gilgamesh's evaluation of Kibutsuji Muzan.
In his eyes, Kibutsuji Muzan was no different from a corpse, no matter what the other said.
How could he, the great king of heroes, possibly get angry over a corpse?!
Demon Slayer World.
"Corpse?!" When Kibutsuji Muzan saw those words, the memory of her first meeting with Tsugikuni Yoriichi flashed through her mind. She gritted her teeth, her eyes showing a look of rage.
The word 'corpse' was a taboo among taboos for Kibutsuji Muzan.
Unable to bask in the sun, in a certain sense, she really wasn't much different from a corpse.
However, even corpses could see the sun, while she couldn't, looking like she was on the verge of death.
But perhaps having been provoked by Gilgamesh too many times, Kibutsuji Muzan sneered: "No matter what, I'm going to treasure this image for a lifetime. If that Gilgamesh dares to offend me again, I'll post this image."
While watching the multiverse projection, Kibutsuji Muzan had learned all sorts of strange skills.
For example, taking screenshots of dark history to make someone experience social death; Kibutsuji Muzan had watched plenty of such videos.
Normally, Kibutsuji Muzan wouldn't use such petty tricks because she was the noble Ultimate Life Form; how could she do something so classless?
If she found someone annoying or felt irritable, she would just deal with the person directly.
In this world, she had that power and ability.
However, after seeing Gilgamesh's strength, Kibutsuji Muzan knew she was no match for him.
So she could only use these petty tricks to disgust Gilgamesh.
At this time, a male with peach-pink short hair and deep blue tattoos all over his body appeared before Kibutsuji Muzan. He lowered his head and said calmly: "Muzan-sama, all the demons who knew the location of the Infinity Castle have been killed by me."
"Very good."
Kibutsuji Muzan nodded slightly. She looked into the distance and said in a cold tone: "Just in time. Summon the Lower Rank demons. I'm going to disband this group of useless trash."
Although she said 'disband,' Kibutsuji Muzan's voice was full of killing intent.
If the Lower Rank demons didn't show anything useful, then they had no right to remain in the Infinity Castle.
If they had no right to stay in the Infinity Castle, yet they knew of its existence,
Then only death awaited the Lower Rank demons.
Seventh Singularity, Absolute Demonic Front: Babylonia.
"Ho? That guy named Emiya Shirou is quite interesting."
Wise King Gilgamesh was currently watching himself in the video having his arm cut off by Emiya Shirou with great interest. He watched with relish, as if the person being cut wasn't him at all.
In fact, in a certain sense, the 'Gilgamesh' whose arm was cut off really wasn't him.
He wasn't dead yet and hadn't become a Heroic Spirit.
So Wise King Gilgamesh just treated it as a bit of fun and didn't care too much.
"However, that Kibutsuji Muzan in the comment section is getting a bit annoying." Wise King Gilgamesh looked at Kibutsuji Muzan in the comments, a flash of killing intent quietly passing through his eyes.
When dealing with annoying pests, any Gilgamesh would take the same measures.
At this moment, Wise King Gilgamesh's impression of Emiya Shirou was that he was quite an interesting existence.
To Kibutsuji Muzan, Wise King Gilgamesh saw him as nothing more than a buzzing fly at his ear—given the chance, he'd crush him without hesitation.
'What sort of person will show up in the next video?'
Rather than squashing Kibutsuji Muzan, right now Wise King Gilgamesh wanted to see what kind of spark no.7 could give him.
No.10's Tanjiro had shown him the bond of family and turned a Breathing Technique into swordcraft—something Gilgamesh genuinely admired.
Tatsumi had carried the will of fallen comrades, dared to shout 'Incursio!' against an unbeatable foe, and died protecting civilians—resolve that earned Gilgamesh's nod.
No.8's Emiya Shirou clung to his ideals no matter what others said. Call it hypocrisy, but if a man spends his whole life in hypocrisy, how far is he really from a true saint?
So Gilgamesh looked forward to no.7, hoping for another surge of inspiration.
The first three to appear each had a reason to fight—and were willing to pay with their lives.
People of that sort always earned Gilgamesh's respect.
Naruto World.
Inside the Hokage Office, Third Hokage Hiruzen Sarutobi puffed on his pipe, staring in a daze at the flood of comments.
After no.8 ended, the screen went dark for a moment and everyone dove straight into the comment section.
Just minutes earlier, members of the Demon Slayer Corps had begun explaining to the readers how irredeemably evil Kibutsuji Muzan was.
Their Corps, unrecognized by any government, hid in the shadows; most had joined after demons murdered their families, seeking revenge.
Representing them, Kamado Tanjiro revealed that Kibutsuji Muzan had slaughtered his own family—only his little sister had survived, turned into a demon.
He was now searching for a way to make her human again.
Another faction, Night Raid, was also speaking up in the comments.
Delivering their message was the very Tatsumi who had died in the earlier video.
Tatsumi described the rottenness of the millennial empire: nobles indulging every whim, and what he himself had faced on first arriving in the capital.
All this told Hiruzen that the 'people' commenting were not of his world.
They belonged to entirely new and unknown worlds.
Naturally, some asked Tanjiro and Tatsumi whether what they'd seen in the video was real or staged.
Tanjiro confirmed it—he was still lying in bed recovering from those very wounds.
Tatsumi added that he had only just joined Night Raid and hadn't yet inherited Incursio; he wasn't as strong as shown.
Hiruzen took another drag and murmured, 'Are those clips past and future? Just who is the creator of these videos?'
Creak.
The door opened.
A one-eyed old man stepped in. "Hiruzen, we need to talk—about the multiverse projection."
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