Only I Know the Plot of the Anime World - Chapter 79
Hearing their conversation, the Third Lower Moon laughed arrogantly.
“Trying to bypass me to deal with Enmu?”
In an instant, his figure vanished. Ali felt a heavy punch land on his abdomen.
“Utterly delusional!”
Byouha’s speed was astounding, and his short-distance burst was even more terrifying than that of the Flame Hashira. Despite Ali’s rich combat experience, he couldn’t avoid being hit, and his body lifted three feet off the ground.
“You think you can stop me with such pathetic strength? It seems the Demon Slayer Corps is full of braggarts.” Byouha spun and kicked again, the attack landing squarely.
His opponent’s weakness bored him.
Byouha was the Lower Moon with the highest burst power. If not, he wouldn’t have tried to escape when facing Muzan. Pure burst power might not make him the strongest among the Twelve Kizuki, but it was highly effective against weaklings.
If the opponent couldn’t match his speed, the battle would be over instantly, as it seemed now.
After two heavy kicks, his victim should have been sent flying off the train.
Before his opponent could catch up, Byouha had ample time to deal with the other.
Events should have unfolded this way, but as Ali was flung away, he used cursed energy to form a thread between them.
His comrade’s ingenuity brought Byouha down with him.
Having witnessed the whole scene, Fang Bo continued toward the front of the train after a moment of silence.
He was about to face Enmu alone and had no time to worry about others.
He could only hope Ali had hidden skills; otherwise, dealing with the speedy opponent would be hard.
Fang Bo knew Enmu had fused entirely with the train as the surrounding walls turned fleshy.
The figure standing before him was just a shell; the real Enmu hid within the myriad of tentacles.
Others might have to approach the main body slowly, like the plot’s protagonist, but Fang Bo didn’t need much trouble.
“Jorogumo, use your web blades to attack. Poison and paralyze the enemy.”
The tentacles tried to devour passengers, indicating they were connected to Enmu’s main body.
Jorogumo’s poison could inhibit cell regeneration. Attacking the surrounding fleshy walls could effectively prevent the tentacles from regenerating.
The so-called most robust Lower Moon was just a lamb to the slaughter without an endless supply.
Controlling his puppet to cut down the tentacles ahead, Fang Bo knelt and placed his hand on the disgusting flesh.
“Leech!”
The skill activated, and life force flowed into him continuously.
He could drain the enemy dry without regeneration as long as his hand stayed.
Enmu should be the one worried now.
Elsewhere, the fallen Byouha stomped the ground furiously.
“Damn, damn, damn it!”
He thought he could handle two opponents alone but was outsmarted.
Fortunately, his speed was incredible. If he quickly dealt with his opponent, catching up to the train wouldn’t be a problem.
After all, it was an old coal train, not a modern high-speed train. Its speed wasn’t much faster than a galloping horse.
With Byouha’s speed, he could return to the fight in minutes.
“I must prove my worth, or Lord Muzan will…”
Meanwhile, Ali had consumed a piece of cake, restoring his lost health.
Facing the murderous Lower Moon, Ali knew his current brutal strength was inadequate for such a formidable foe.
But he had already spoken big words; running away now was not an option.
“Sigh, I shouldn’t have tried to show off.”
His spirit transformed into powerful cursed energy, and he slashed at his opponent with his cursed tool.
His weapon came from the Jujutsu Kaisen world, highly effective against curses. Despite the large attribute gap, one slash drew blood, severing the opponent’s arm at the wrist.
“Good opportunity.” Ali grasped two coins, ready to blast his enemy’s head off with his original technique.
But he was too slow. Byouha’s uninjured hand struck his jaw like lightning.
“Too weak, you’re too weak!!!”
Arrogant, Byouha didn’t take his opponent seriously.
For humans, a severed arm meant permanent disability. For him, it was a minor injury at best.
“Such a waste of my time.” Byouha gathered his strength, determined to end the fight with the next blow.
Such a weakling didn’t deserve to be his opponent. His real target was the Flame Hashira.
Wrapped in red light, Byouha shot toward his enemy like an arrow.
Blood Demon Art: Explosive Flash Strike!
Severely injured, Ali recalled the previous night’s conversation.
Back at the inn, the three of them had discussed ways to enhance their strength.
The ninja decided to improve his techniques, hating brainless fighting while researching ways to enhance his Sharingan.
Jason wanted to complete his shikigami’s destiny task and possibly capture another summon beast, preferably a powerful one with both functionality and offensive capability.
He mentioned a summoner friend whose two shikigami worked together, doubling their combat power.
Ali had no clear direction. His only current thought was to continue improving his attributes, hoping to learn the special technique of “Domain Expansion.”
Unexpectedly, Jason mentioned encountering a reincarnator from the Jujutsu Kaisen world.
This influential person spoke of a unique cursed energy technique, “Black Flash.”
This ability’s essence lies in the collision and fusion of energy. Only by maintaining the frequency of physical attacks and cursed energy within a margin of 0.000001 seconds could the attack power soar to unimaginable heights.
No sorcerer could deliberately perform Black Flash. It was more about luck than a battle technique.
Its strength depended on the user’s cursed energy and physical body. In other words, it was calculated based on strength and spirit values.
Ali didn’t understand the complexity. He only knew that even with his “Forced Harmony” trait, meeting the requirements for Black Flash was not easy.
No matter how harmonious, two different abilities couldn’t perfectly fuse.
Ali’s talent only brought the wave deviation infinitely close to zero.
He had never tried Black Flash before. Who knew if he could pull it off? But at this life-or-death moment, he had no choice.
“Bless me.” A smiling face flashed in his mind, and Ali’s eyes hardened.
He swore to revive his wife so he couldn’t die here.
He took a stance and positioned his fist to his side, cursed energy surging.
His opponent was fast, appearing before him in a blink, leaving Ali no time for more thoughts or concerns.
Following instinct, he pushed his innate technique to the limit, throwing a heavy punch at the approaching enemy.
In an instant, black lightning erupted, shattering the Blood Demon Art and punching a bloody hole through Byouha’s chest.
Such a devastating blow would incapacitate even a demon with regenerative solid abilities.
Seizing the opportunity, Ali picked up his cursed tool and chopped at his opponent’s neck.
The poor Lower Moon didn’t even get to utter their last words before being beheaded.
Staring at the orange treasure chest, Ali was about to grin when severe pain hit his head.
Realizing the danger, he quickly stowed the chest in his space imprint before losing consciousness.
Ali’s spirit attribute dropped to just 2 points, one step away from brain death.
He was a plot character with years of training before entering the reincarnation space. His attributes far exceeded those of most first-difficulty reincarnators.
His base spirit attribute was 14, and with various equipment bonuses, it reached 20.
Starting the battle in top condition meant a single Black Flash consumed 18 spirit points.
No wonder it was so powerful. Such a drain would be fatal for most reincarnators.
“This is bad.” Shakily, he injected a syringe of black liquid into himself.
It was a costly stimulant for restoring spirit, something Ali usually couldn’t afford.
“I need to get back quickly.” Struggling, he ignored the fading Lower Moon and sprinted toward the train.
Great idea, except Ali’s speed attribute, was too low to catch up to the speeding train.
“No way!” He was stunned.
A figure approached at high speed, reaching him before he could react.
On top of Car 1 of the Infinity Train.
Seven or eight tentacles flailed, trying to strike the crouching figure.
But they couldn’t break through the headless puppet’s defenses.
With level-eight control, the puppet could finally display its true combat power.
With twin arm blades, it defended flawlessly, slicing any attacking tentacles.
Jorogumo had eight tendrils piercing the enemy, injecting poison continuously.
The result was the enemy losing its fearsome regenerative ability.
Without cell regeneration, Enmu lost his most vigorous defense.
To keep the pressure on, he had to draw blood, exposing his weakness layer by layer constantly.
“It’s time.”
Fang Bo used Deteriorate to cease life absorption, igniting the train’s flesh.
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