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Chapter 115 Dawn of the Human World
Chapter 115 Dawn of the Human World
At the very instant Muzan turned to ashes.
A violent tremor, invisible to the naked eye but perceptible to the soul, spread instantly throughout the entire island nation through a connection with some evil creature.
In the mountains and forests a few kilometers away from the battlefield of Infinite City.
Several lowly demons, who had escaped from the collapsed ruins amidst the chaos of the battle, were panting heavily as they hid in a dark, dense crevice in the rock.
Their eyes gleamed with the relief of surviving a disaster, and they greedily sniffed the human scent in the air, preparing to feast in the nearby villages as soon as it got a little dark.
But soon, their ferocious smiles froze.
"Ugh... Ah... Pfft!" The leader of the demons suddenly grabbed his own neck.
It sensed that every single cell in its body belonging to Muzan was frantically self-destructing.
Without the support of the Ghost King's will, the evil power that sustained their immortality transformed into the most potent poison.
In the dark and cold crevices of the rocks, the bodies of these evil spirits began to crumble like dried clay sculptures.
First the fingers, then the limbs, and finally the ugly head.
Before they could even utter a plea for mercy, they turned into a pool of foul-smelling black ash in extreme terror.
The same scene played out simultaneously in every corner where evil spirits lurked.
Those monsters who once swaggered and bullied others because of Muzan's blood are now facing a reckoning that spans a thousand years.
They coexisted with Muzan and perished with him.
The noose that had been tightly binding the human's throat finally snapped completely as Muzan was reduced to ashes.
Similarly, at the distant Ubuyashiki command center, Kamado Nezuko also experienced a violent reaction.
She sat up abruptly, arching her back from the violent reaction.
"What's wrong with her!"
Teruya Ubuyashiki, who was already anxious because he had lost contact with the person on site, felt a sudden unease upon seeing Nezuko's reaction.
Upon hearing the shout, Uzui Tengen rushed in with lightning speed, warily protecting Kagura Riya.
But soon, Midouzi calmed down.
Her cherry-red vertical pupils began to slowly recover, her face was no longer pale, and a human aura began to emerge from her.
"...Muzan...is dead..."
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She removed the bamboo tube from her mouth and spoke in broken human language.
Upon hearing these words, Kiriya's pupils shrank to a single point, and he excitedly crawled to Mameko's side to check on her condition.
Indeed! She turned back into a human!
Although she took the medicine developed by Ms. Tamayo to turn a demon into a human, the effect was not ideal.
But now, she's back to normal.
"Waaaaah—!!" Nezuko suddenly burst into tears, hugging Kiriya tightly and sobbing uncontrollably. Her voice echoed throughout the entire forest: "Muzan is dead! Nezuko has turned back into a human!"
These words instantly ignited the emotions of both Kiriya and his two sisters behind him.
The children, who were only eight or nine years old, finally began to resemble children again.
They embraced each other, weeping uncontrollably, comforting each other's wounded hearts: "Father... Mother... Sister..."
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"Kibutsuji Muzan! He's dead!!"
In the center of the battlefield ruins, the clamor gradually faded away.
The bird swayed as it picked up the rusty raccoon that had fallen to the ground.
His disheveled appearance was exactly the same as when he first came to this world and saw the Wolves.
He was extremely weak at the moment, unable to mobilize any spiritual power at all.
Just as the man said, he shut down the spiritual energy circuit in the bird's body.
His skin was covered in large patches of ulceration, and one of his eyes had lost focus, but he didn't care.
He knew that his body wouldn't last much longer.
"Asuka...you...cough cough..."
A weak voice came from the side.
Asuka turned her head and saw Komashige, the Fist Pillar, lying in the rubble.
At this point, Komashi's condition had deteriorated to the extreme.
In the previous deadly battle, in order to hold off Muzan, he took multiple heavy blows from the Demon King, which were highly poisonous.
Muzan's cursed poison had already ravaged his body, and with his death, Komashi's demon blood was rapidly drying up.
Although he possesses a martial will that surpasses that of Upper Moon Three, his body is ultimately still constructed of a demon.
Feiniao walked over in silence, bleeding from her wounds with every step.
He sat wearily beside Komashi: "You're going to die."
"Yes... I felt it." Komashi smiled bitterly. His makeshift tiger mask was already broken, and his face looked somewhat desolate in the gradually brightening dawn.
Those eyes, which once only pursued the pinnacle of martial arts, now revealed an unprecedented clarity.
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From our first encounter on the Mugen Train until today... I still can't see through you.
Komashi's voice was broken and intermittent, the excruciating pain making each word a tremendous challenge: "You sound like he's coughing up a mouthful of black blood mixed with fragments of internal organs," his voice growing increasingly faint: "Who are you? Are you a messenger of fate, or a guide to hell?"
Asuka looked at him and calmly replied, as always: "I am nothing, just an ordinary person struggling to survive."
"Ordinary people, huh...?" Komashi laughed, though the laughter aggravated his wounds, causing him to twitch. "If that's the case... then the 'ordinariness' of this world is far too awe-inspiring."
The sunlight has begun to outline a golden silhouette on the edge of the earth.
"Asuka...do me a favor."
Komashi's voice grew softer and softer as he stretched out his weathered hand and pointed to the golden line on the horizon.
"Find me a good place... I want to see the world again there."
"I've been a ghost for so long... so long that I've almost forgotten what color sunlight is."
Feiniao silently stretched out her festering arms and gently lifted up the man who had once been a martial arts fanatic and was now on the verge of death.
The steps were slow, but steady.
As he climbed the hill, a ray of warm, golden sunlight slanted down on the two of them.
He leaned Komashi against a tree.
At this moment, Komashi's lower body had almost completely turned into ashes, which drifted away gently in the breeze.
"So beautiful..."
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Komashi gazed greedily into the distance.
The morning sky was shrouded in mist, which shone with a magnificent purple-gold hue under the sunlight.
He seemed to see a girl with short pink hair and a warm, flower-like smile in the clouds.
Komashi, go home.
"Lianxue..." he murmured silently, two lines of clear tears sliding down his wrinkled cheeks.
He turned around and took one last look at the bird.
"...Thank you... If there really is a next life... I hope we can have a good fight in a world without ghosts."
The bird stood in the wind, letting the morning breeze tousle his black hair.
"Komashiki," Asuka's tone unusually gentle, "I hope... you're happy even in hell."
After hearing this, Komashi gave the most peaceful smile of his life.
"Thank you for your kind words..."
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Subsequently, his entire upper body, under the intense sunlight, disintegrated into countless tiny ashes.
The embers swirled once in the wind, as if bidding farewell to the birds, before completely dissipating into the world.
On the other side of this battlefield, in the shadow of those broken walls and ruins, another choice is also taking place.
Yushiro knelt on the ground, clutching a delicate hairpin tightly in his hand.
That was the only memento left behind by Miss Tamayo.
There was no sunlight around him, but he felt worse than if he were on fire.
Miss Tamayo is dead, and I will have to endure a long period of loneliness.
He slowly stood up, his gaze fixed on the sun-drenched earth.
He is a demon, but he is not controlled by Muzan and will not disappear with him.
If he so chooses, he can hide in the deep mountains and use magic to survive in the shadows for hundreds or even thousands of years.
However, without Lady Tamayo, the world was nothing more than a longer and colder nightmare for him.
"I can't let you walk alone in that kind of place... It's too cold there, you'll definitely get lost."
Yushiro wiped away his tears, his eyes becoming incredibly resolute.
He resolutely stepped out of the shadows and into the brilliant and sacred sunlight.
"Lady Tamayo... wait for me..."
As light and shadow intertwined, Yushiro's figure quickly faded, eventually turning into a wisp of smoke and disappearing into the cool morning breeze.
This is the end.
There are no more evil spirits on this land.
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