Nakime's head regrew from her neck.
As long as it wasn't a Nichirin Blade beheading or Muzan's forceful methods, she could fully regenerate.
The Upper Rank's regeneration speed was extremely fast; in just a few breaths, Nakime's head had completely regrown from her neck.
But before she could say anything more, her vision suddenly blurred, and her newly recovered head was removed again.
What appeared before her was Muzan's dark face, so gloomy it looked like it could drip water.
Nakime opened her mouth: "I am extremely sorry, Lord Muzan, I thought you were under attack at the time."
Muzan crushed her entire head, the veins on his forehead bulging like countless small snakes: "Idiot! Do you know that because of you, that woman got a chance to catch her breath?"
Nakime's head once again showed signs of reconstruction, but this time, she didn't know whether she should let it grow out.
"Where is that woman? Find her," Muzan asked with a gloomy expression.
Nakime's head regenerated: "Found her, Lord Muzan."
Muzan commanded with a very grim expression: "Bring her here."
He had no time to bother with the other humans trapped in the Infinity Castle; after all, there were other demons and Upper Ranks present.
They just needed to successfully stall them.
As long as he ate that woman, any number of humans or Hashira wouldn't matter.
"Understood." Nakime dared not slack off in the slightest, immediately picking up the pick in her Hand and moving toward the strings.
She planned to open a door beneath Mizuki's feet and drag her over.
However, just then, Muzan's gloomy expression suddenly changed.
What's going on?
His body... "Wait!" Muzan quickly raised his Hand to stop her.
Nakime paused her Hand, turning her head in confusion. The pick was already pressed against the strings, just short of plucking.
Muzan clutched his chest, sensing the abnormality inside his body.
Something was wrong... What was it... Muzan's pupils suddenly contracted, as if he sensed something.
Poison!!!
Was it that woman's Blood Demon Art?
No... that's wrong... Tamayo!!!
Recalling Tamayo's actions at the time, that woman had strangely appeared in front of him and given him a punch that neither hurt nor itched.
It was at that moment she left something inside his body.
No wonder... no wonder that woman wanted to fight him to the end.
In that situation, if she lost, she would have nothing left.
Because she knew this poison was about to erupt, she forcibly dragged him, wanting to restrain him and wait for the poison to fully take effect.
Muzan belatedly felt a chill. If that was the case, had it not been for Nakime's mistaken judgment, he might actually have fallen into that woman's Hands.
Muzan's crimson eyes stared intently at Nakime.
Seeing him motionless for a long time, Nakime asked: "Lord Muzan?"
Muzan's expression was volatile: "It's nothing. Tell the others to stop their advance first, understood?"
"Understood..."
Muzan vanished from the spot, hiding in a safe location. He had to first decompose the poison inside his body.
He wasn't yet clear about the effects of the poison, but as long as he decomposed it, he would be fine... On the other side, Mizuki, having poor luck, smashed through layer after layer of wooden boards and finally hit the bottom.
"Ouch..."
Mizuki stood up with a slightly twisted body, the injuries caused by the fall rapidly repairing themselves.
Mizuki looked up at the ceiling, gazing through the layers of holes above.
It seemed frighteningly high.
"I wonder if the others are okay after falling from such a height."
Mizuki retracted the blood covering her body back inside. Even her blood-soaked clothes quickly returned to their original state.
So... where was the sword she dropped?
It should be nearby.
Mizuki looked around. On a floating platform ahead, a group of demons of varying appearances were gathered, seemingly examining something.
The wooden platform was completely suspended in mid-air, about ten meters away from the corridor she was in.
The next moment, the corridor tilted, Mizuki stepped through the wooden board, and landed on the platform... "A Nichirin Blade! It's a Nichirin Blade!"
"Those damn Demon Slayers!"
"Have they already entered? Kill them, find them and kill them!"
A group of demons surrounded the Nichirin Blade Mizuki had lost, arguing like they were in a wet market.
"Excuse me, excuse me."
Mizuki expressionlessly pushed aside figure after figure, squeezing toward the center.
"Who is it? So rude, don't you know about first come, first served?" A demon voiced its displeasure.
"My apologies then, just passing through."
"That's more like it." The crowded pathway ahead rustled and parted, making way for her.
Mizuki raised an eyebrow: "I didn't realize you were so reasonable."
A demon saw her appearance and was stunned speechless.
"H-human..."
As soon as these words were uttered, the previously crowded figures instantly scattered, and massive figures stared intently at Mizuki, who had walked up to the Nichirin Blade.
"It's a human!"
"No, she has horns."
"She certainly doesn't have the aura of a human."
"Bullshit! Have you ever seen a demon that good-looking?"
"...No, I haven't."
"Isn't that Great One quite beautiful?"
"Shut up! Do you have a death wish!"
"It's fine as long as we don't say the name."
"Shouldn't that Great One be handsome?"
"Who are you all talking about? Shouldn't that Great One be cute?"
The demons began arguing among themselves with rustling sounds.
Mizuki's eyelid twitched. Muzan, that guy, really is a cross-dressing pervert.
A demon challenged her: "Hey! Are you human or demon?"
"Human! Definitely a human!" A demon started stirring trouble.
"Kill her!"
Mizuki looked at the Nichirin Blade stuck in the floor and replied, "Is it possible that I am also a demon?"
"I see, so you're a demon too. You scared me."
"Wait a minute! Her appearance is completely human! The things on her head might be decorations!"
"That's because our ranks are different." Mizuki expressionlessly pulled out the Nichirin Blade.
"She has a point. I once saw a Great One who also looked very human."
"That Great One looks very human."
"What?! You mean..."
"But she doesn't have numbers in her eyes."
"Hey, hey, hey, are you idiots? She picked up the sword!" Someone realized the crucial point.
"Damn Demon Slayer!" The demons' hair stood on end. "How dare she deceive us! Tear her to shreds!"
The demons swarmed over in unison, having almost been fooled by the damned Demon Slayer.
"Don't you recognize me?" Mizuki tilted her head, holding the Nichirin Blade and looking at the demons.
The demons stopped, full of suspicion.
Could she really be some important figure?
Would a human be this calm upon seeing them?
A demon decided to test her: "N-no, we don't recognize you."
Mizuki clicked her tongue: "Noobs who don't even know me."
"?"
A cold flash swept past, splashing out a ring-shaped burst of cold air.
Headless figures collapsed one after another, turning into flying ash and vanishing.
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