The fire was raging, and all the blood was burnt to nothing.

Black Death Mou's strongest swordsmanship, against Kamimakino's Breath of the Sun Type 13... Complete defeat!

Not only that, the other brain and three hearts he had hidden in his body were also cut off!

Black Death Mou, who once swore never to fail again, tasted the taste of failure once again.

What's more tragic is that he was still defeated by the same trick.

Ridiculous!

Muye's "Reincarnation of Fate" completely declared that his efforts over the past 400 years were all in vain.

His so-called fourteen, fifteen, sixteen, and seventeen types that surpass the breath of the sun are a complete joke!

Muye's expression was still calm, as if beheading him, the first stringer, was a trivial matter.

Looking at the incomparably beautiful leaf pattern on Makino's cheek, Hei Dead Mou was once again unable to contain the madness.

"You have also activated the stripes. After you open the stripes, you will definitely not die!"

Makino nodded, "Yes, it's just a stripe!"

Ha ha!

The embarrassed black death Mou wants to laugh, why can you calmly say, "It's just a stripe"!

Obviously this is a curse that can take away the lives of all the heavenly talents in the world!

"Muye, you and Yuanyi's attitude that everyone is drunk and I wake up alone is really disgusting and nauseating!"

Makino shook off the blood on the white deer and slowly put the white deer into the scabbard.

"Jealousy has blinded you. Even if you have thousands of eyes, you can't actually see anything!"

How ridiculous it is to say that he is blind!

"You sons of destiny who were born to be favored by the heavens, how have you ever seen these struggling sentient beings?"

"As soon as we hold the sword, we can defeat us, who have been studying and practicing hard for several years. It must be ridiculous that clumsy efforts are made!"

Seeing the Black Death Mou who was already turning into dust and was still struggling, Muye said lightly, "It's ridiculous!"

Always use your own weaknesses to compare with the strengths of others. If you don't have an unbalanced mentality, whose mentality is unbalanced?

There are talented people in the country, each leading the way for hundreds of years.

Who can truly last forever?

Even Muye is just a humble temporary worker.

Is he ashamed of himself?

He is still being helped by the poor every day, is he sour?

Seeing Muye's dismissive smile, the black death Mu Na's eyes began to collapse, and the figure of Yuanyi appeared again.

Are all peerless geniuses so arrogant?

Your smiles are really disgusting!

Black Death Mou couldn't help but recall one of the conversations he had with Yuanyi!

At that time, Enichi was the strongest swordsman in the Demon Slayer team, and he ranked second.

Not only did Yuanyi create the breath of the sun that no one can inherit, but Hei Dimou also created the breath of the moon with unprecedented difficulty.

The reason why he named "Moon" at that time was because of Black Death Mou's self-confidence, his breathing method was far superior to all sentient beings in the world, except for fate.

That is not a field that mortals can reach!

But too strong also has troubles, that is - no one can inherit the breathing method!

But what Hei Dead Mou never expected was that Yuan Yi became inexplicably optimistic, and even showed a smile.

He was very angry just thinking that he might lose. Why can you still laugh?

"Tell me, Muye, as the children of destiny, are you so confident that you will never be surpassed?"

"I am a humble temporary worker who is still struggling at the poverty line. Can you talk to me about being afraid of being overtaken?"

Black Death Mou couldn't understand.

You, who are favored by all the gods, talk to me about being humble?

So, you guys are always so disgusting!

"How can... lose to... a guy like you!"

Black Death Mou's cells regenerate rapidly, and he has completely lost his human form. The belief that he must not lose made him surpass everything!

However, Black Death Mou soon found desperately that no matter how hard he tried, the damage to his cells was irreversible.

Although Muye has not attacked him anymore, the scorching sword energy that Muye left in his body is destroying the regeneration of his cells at all times.

Why is that so?

"It's not over yet... It should be able to regenerate... I haven't... not lost!"

But at this moment, Yuan Yi's already aged face reappeared in his mind.

"How pitiful, my elder brother!"

Hei Dead Mou swung forward sharply, intending to tear apart the old age in front of him.

But where is the fate in front of him that makes him mad?

Some were just Muye's detached attitude. He wasn't dead, but Muye's eyes were no longer on him.

What... a bastard!

The cells ignited spontaneously, and all struggles were in vain.

After more than 400 years, Black Death Mou once again tasted defeat in the hands of the Son of Heaven.

Even if he endured the "humiliation of living" for more than 400 years, the strength he gained was still so insignificant.

[Am I willing to live for hundreds of years just to taste the bitter fruit of failure again? ]

[Does it mean that I don't hesitate to turn into an ugly monster, and everything I get in exchange is still so vulnerable? ]

[Am I willing to degenerate into such a desolate creature simply because I don't want to die? ]

On his deathbed, Black Death Mou tortured himself over and over again.

......

[no! ]

Hei Dead Mou's body slowly turned to ashes, and at the same time, Hei Dead Mou finally figured out the reason why he lived to this day.

[Yiichi, I just simply want...to be you! ]

Exactly!

Black Death Mou just wants to become Yuanyi, the younger brother who has been favored by gods all his life.

Mingming was born as a twin, if he could choose, he would definitely choose to be the ominous younger brother.

Even if he is born, he is faced with the dilemma that he may be killed by his biological father. Isn't there a mother who will spare no expense?

Even if they were raised separately since childhood, from room to clothing to education, and even the tea and meals are very different, isn't it still a gift from the gods?

Black Death Mou still can't forget the day he saw his mother's diary after his mother died.

My mother suffered from illness many years ago, and the left side of her body became increasingly uncontrolled.

So, every time Yuanyi saw her mother come out, she ran up and hugged her left waist to help her support her body.

At that time, he just felt that Yuanyi couldn't be separated from his mother, it was very pitiful!

If he is Yuanyi, with Yuanyi's ability to penetrate the world, he will surely find out that his mother is seriously ill, and he will be able to do his filial piety by her side.

Instead of knowing nothing, and then being completely compared by Yuanyi, and finally being swallowed up by the endless sense of inferiority!

Yuanyi, did you ever know that you suddenly decided to leave home, leaving your father worried and sending his subordinates to look for you countless times?

If I were you, my father would definitely look for me at all costs!

After that, I got married and had children, and lived a dull life for more than ten years, and life became boring day by day.

If I were you, this decade would have been very exciting!

Yuanyi, did you ever know that when my subordinates and I were defeated by a sudden evil spirit, you were astonished when you were born?

If I were you, it must have been me who came out to save people at that time!

I will definitely become your guide, and I will teach you the breath of the sun without any selfishness!

Although, at that time, you might not be able to learn how to breathe at all.

But I will give it my all~lightnovelpub.net~ I will definitely give it my all!

You don't have to worry about longevity when you turn on the stripes.

If I were you, I would definitely not worry about dying early, and I wouldn't listen to the temptation of Oni Mai Tsuji no miserable, and become a ghost!

You can also be born in a human form, and leave this world proudly in a human form!

Unfortunately, there is no if in this world!

I can't be you after all!

I hate you so much, I hate you so much, but, as hundreds of years have passed, the most vivid memory in my memory is your face that I want to forget the most!

Obviously, the faces of your parents are blurred, and the faces of your wife and children can't be recalled. Only you are still as bright as ever.

You are like the unique sun!

Anyone who gathers around you can only look forward to you and worship you.

No matter how hard you struggle, in the end you get nothing but pain!

I gave up my family, my wife and children, my identity as a human being, and even the dignity of a samurai...

Even if you have achieved this, is it still not enough?

You once said that those who are poor will return to the same place.

However, I can't get to the place where you are, and I can't see the world you see.

After you died, we even killed the swordsmen who knew the breath of the sun, but why is your breath still in the world?

Why can't I leave anything behind?

Why is my twin me so different from you?

Why was I born in this world?

Tell me, Enichi!

Black Death Mou was completely reduced to ashes, leaving behind a flute that he had chopped in two 400 years ago!