Multiverse: Why does the world show a health bar? !

How could a human's eyes turn into the pupils of a fox?

Gyutaro couldn't understand it.

But he knew one thing—this man was no ordinary foe. Since when had the Demon Slayer Corps swordsmen become so terrifying?

"Your existence as siblings is quite unique.

I didn't notice it before, but now that I look closely, you two are actually sharing a single life force? With the characteristics of demons combined with this situation... would killing both of you at the same time ensure your complete destruction?"

Li Mo could see their health bars. At his level, health bars were practically meaningless. Many beings could be sensed through his magecraft-enhanced perception, allowing him to determine whether they were on the verge of death.

This pair of siblings shared the same health bar. In his perception, they appeared as two separate individuals, but in reality, they were one and the same.

A mystical connection.

Siblings.

Born from the same womb, they were considered a single entity. Could Muzan Kibutsuji's blood really achieve such a thing?

No wonder the aura of the "Beast" was so effective against them.

The **「Authority of the Beast」** was a power derived from Tiamat, and it had a suppressive effect on all beings born from a womb. The mystical connection between these siblings made this effect even more potent.

In fact, Li Mo could even see a faint line extending from the two of them, connecting to some unknown place far away. The line grew blurry in the distance.

Was this their connection to Muzan Kibutsuji?

Perhaps he could use mystical means to track down Muzan Kibutsuji.

"I thought you'd take the chance to attack while I was distracted. Are you really that cautious?"

Li Mo stopped his train of thought and looked at the two demons standing before him.

Gyutaro and Daki.

They stood there.

For a brief moment, Li Mo had been distracted. Both of them could tell, but neither dared to act. The aura he had exuded earlier had thoroughly intimidated them.

After a moment of hesitation, the opportunity slipped away.

"Brother, the food storage... all the food I stored has been taken away by someone."

"Run. Go find Lord Muzan."

Gyutaro made the decision instantly.

This man was a monster. Those golden eyes were proof enough—the terrifying aura he emitted was definitely not something a human could produce.

Could they win?

Uncertain. The moment he had been pulled out of his sister's body, Gyutaro had felt it—he was no match for this man.

As long as his sister escaped first, he wouldn't die. As long as both their heads weren't cut off at the same time, Upper Rank Six would continue to exist. Moreover, Gyutaro had left some of his flesh within his sister's body. Even if he died here, he could revive within her.

So, he needed to buy time.

—Of course, if this man was just bluffing, then he could kill him.

But that possibility was slim.

Daki obeyed her brother's decision and chose to flee. The siblings had been together for so long that they understood each other perfectly. She knew her brother's decision was the right one and immediately began to run.

Faced with the terror of life and death, Daki chose to escape.

Li Mo allowed Daki to flee. The moment his shikigami sent the signal that the hostages had been rescued, he knew it was time to act. Earlier, he had been sensing the battle between his shikigami and the traps Daki had left behind.

The "food" Daki had stored was created using her Blood Demon Art. When Li Mo had plunged his hand into her body, he could feel the difference between her flesh and that of a normal demon.

Her Blood Demon Art was quite fascinating, but since they were on opposing sides, Li Mo had to focus on luring out Muzan Kibutsuji, the big fish. Without knowing the Demon King's whereabouts, Li Mo was worried that Muzan might hide if he learned of his terrifying strength through various channels.

"You're planning to go find Muzan, right? Why don't you just call out to him? Wouldn't it be better to have him come and save you?"

Li Mo slowly approached Gyutaro.

The shikigami had already rescued the victims. Before sending them out, Li Mo had specifically strengthened them. Now, it seemed that decision had been the right one.

Gyutaro didn't respond.

Li Mo continued, "Oh, I see. It seems Muzan can send you messages directly, but you can't actively reach out to him, can you? Thinking about it, in his eyes, you're just servants. What right do servants have to seek him out?

That puts my mind at ease."

Given that Muzan Kibutsuji had managed to outlive Yoriichi Tsugikuni until the latter died of old age, Li Mo had accepted the fact that the Ubuyashiki family was keeping his return a secret. Three years ago, he had managed to trade his life for Akaza's. How much more terrifying would he have become after three years? The fact that he was the successor of Sun Breathing had also spread.

What if Muzan Kibutsuji got scared and went into hiding? Would Li Mo have to go to another world to grow stronger and then return to Japan to wreak havoc?

That would be too troublesome.

Gyutaro's thoughts were in chaos. The man before him had accurately spoken his master's name.

How did he know Lord Muzan's name?

What else did he know?

"Blood Demon Art: Flying Blood Sickles."

In the next moment, Gyutaro stopped thinking. Blood surged forth, forming crimson sickles that flew toward Li Mo. Rather than being crushed by the invisible pressure, it was better to strike first!

Gyutaro had already noticed that the woman who had been by this man's side had disappeared. That swordsman must have gone after his sister. He needed to buy time.

If possible, he might even be able to kill...

Almost simultaneously.

The moment he unleashed his Blood Demon Art, the man before him vanished.

"You're overthinking it."

With a swing of his blade, Gyutaro's head flew off.

This statement wasn't directed at anyone else—Li Mo was criticizing himself. In that brief moment, he had forgotten that Gyutaro and Daki shared a health bar. His body had acted before his mind, and he had severed Gyutaro's neck with his broken blade.

But it had no effect.

Instead, the blood sickles created by Gyutaro's Blood Demon Art came flying at Li Mo.

He didn't dodge, allowing the blood sickles to slash at his body.

"**Spell of Thororm.**"

And yet, not a single wound appeared!

Gyutaro's body grabbed his head and placed it back on his neck, his eyes filled with disbelief. He had personally controlled his blood sickles to strike the man, but not only had they failed to harm him, they hadn't even damaged his clothes.

The **「Spell of Thororm」** was a powerful defensive spell that nullified any attack Li Mo deemed as such. Even though he hadn't fully mastered it, the spell's inherent effect was more than enough to render Gyutaro's attacks useless.

The spell's weakness wouldn't manifest in this land of Japan.

"It's time to end this."

Li Mo swung the broken blade in his hand. Admittedly, Kocho Shinobu hadn't finished her battle yet, but as long as he rendered Gyutaro incapacitated, the fight would be over.

In an instant.

The broken blade turned crimson, and Li Mo became incredibly focused. The twelve forms of Sun Breathing combined into the Thirteenth Form, slicing through Gyutaro's body.

With his other hand, Li Mo extended his fingers and then clenched his fist.

A barrier expanded from his hand, instantly enveloping the area. Gyutaro's severed blood and flesh were all trapped within it. The barrier contracted, compressing the flesh and blood within.

Then, the barrier's power continuously killed Gyutaro, forcing him into a cycle of regeneration.

Total victory.

To the current Li Mo, Gyutaro was far too weak.

He turned his head, looking around. Now, all that was left was to wait for Kocho Shinobu to behead Daki.

After all, Gyutaro's head had already been severed.