Roasting a demon on fire

"Can you talk?"

The ugly creature's entire head has regenerated, gradually forming a neck.

Tang An sees great research value in this.

"You... you're a demon Hunter."

The ugly creature's voice trembles, with only one head remaining, not only not dead but also able to speak.

"Demon Hunter?"

Tang An pinches his chin in thought.

"What are you? Why can you survive being torn into pieces?."

Lifting the ugly creature's head with one hand, Tang An observes it back and forth.

"fuck you, humans are just food."

Insulted by Tang An, the ugly creature gets enraged and bites Tang An's arm, tearing off a piece of flesh.

Tang An remains expressionless, seemingly unaffected by pain.

Discarding the head casually, steam emanates from Tang An's regenerating arm. With colorful rays spreading, the flesh begins to regenerate.

"You... you're also a demon."

The ugly creature is bewildered, watching Tang An's regenerated arm in disbelief.

The flesh in his mouth is indeed human flesh, but why can the other regenerate like a demon?

The answer to the ugly creature is a Gatling gun.

"Dadadada..."

With a burst of crackling flames, the ugly creature's just-regenerated head is blasted to pieces by Tang An again.

"interesting, can it regenerate indefinitely?"

Brain splatter and flesh splinters fly around as Tang An, holding a smoking Gatling gun, observes the head squirming and regenerating again.

"Stop... stop!"

After being bombarded like this about a dozen times, the ugly creature loses composure.

Although Tang An can't kill him, continuous bombardment is painful. Moreover, it's almost dawn, and if sunlight hits him, he's truly done for.

"What's wrong? Is it exhausting to the point of being unable to regenerate?"

Tang An, holding a cigarette, exhales smoke rings from his nostrils, and the Gatling gun's barrel turns red.

"Hmph, I'm a demon, with an undying body. You can't kill me."

The demon snorts with disdain, confident in his immortality.

"Oh, is that so!"

Tang An pinches his chin, and the Gatling gun in his hand disappears into thin air, replaced by a normal knife.

The demon is startled, thinking Tang An is wielding the Nichirin sword.

The Nichirin sword, the weapon of the Demon Slayer Corps, is made from "Scarlet Crimson Iron Sand" and "Scarlet Crimson Ore," capable of absorbing sunlight.

It has great lethality against demons.

Demons' greatest weakness is sunlight, followed by decapitation with the Nichirin sword, which leads to their death.

However, Tang An doesn't emit the aura of sunlight from the knife, so it's just an ordinary knife, useless against the demons.

The demon breathes a sigh of relief.

Tang An turns and leaves, returning shortly with a bundle of dry branches. By now, the demon has regenerated up to his knees, and in a while, he'll be fully restored, ready to jump around again.

"Not bad regeneration speed."

Placing the dry branches on the ground, Tang An ignites them and stands before the demon with the normal knife, smiling ominously.

"What... what do you want to do..."

Sweating profusely, the demon stares at Tang An's face, horrified.

"Let's see if I can burn you to death."

With two swift strokes of the knife, Tang An beheads the demon again, then threads it with a tree branch, starting to barbecue it over the fire.

"Ah... You monster!"

Screaming in terror and agony, the demon wails.

At this moment, he feels as if he's being cut into thousands of pieces, the pain even more intense than dismemberment.

What's the matter with this person, and why is he so merciless?

"wow! There's even a meaty aroma."

Tang An remains calm, and with smoking branches, he observes the changes in the demon.

Technically, this demon belongs to cell regeneration, so burning it should be effective!

Under the flames, the demon continues to scream.

"Drip, drip..."

Droplets of oil incessantly fall into the fire, acting as gasoline, causing it to burn even more intensely. After about five minutes of wailing, the demon finally stops struggling.

"Tch, a bit troublesome, but still burnable!"

"Indeed, whether it's a human or a demon, a good old fire can kill them. If one fire isn't enough, it's probably due to insufficient temperature. Higher temperature would surely do the job."

"But this demon is different from the traditional ones! it's a humanoid creature with powerful cell regeneration. And it seems somewhat familiar!"

Deep in thought, Tang An is intrigued, realizing this type of demon wasn't from China or the Western vampire kind. Could it be a mutated zombie in a zombie world?

"Oh, did you kill this demon?"

As Tang An pondered, a pleasant and clear voice of a girl chimed in.

Suddenly, in the midst of it all, a girl appeared, draped in a snowy white feather weave, wearing an open-chest team uniform with a short skirt, and long green-striped stockings on her legs.

This girl was beautiful, especially those light green big eyes, full of liveliness and curiosity, each adorned with a teardrop-shaped birthmark. She had three long pink braids, and the tips of her hair were grass green.

Very delicate and cute.

Looking at the girl, Tang An was first surprised, then memories flooded back.

"Your eyes are really beautiful, like lavender gems."

Mitsuri took a step forward, spanning a distance of five or six meters to stand in front of Tang An, tilting her head curiously, and looking at Tang An's eyes.

"Your eyes are beautiful too."

Tang An smiled, and he probably knew what kind of world this was.

He had loved this girl once, even if her plot was minimal, maybe not even a secondary character.

But he had still been moved, liked her, and loved her!

Just like loving Nami and Mikasa.

In fact, Tang An was very devoted. He had loved all the beautiful women in movies and anime he had watched.

How dedicated and precious is that?

Perhaps, this is the dark side of men!

They want everything!

"Thank you!"

Upon hearing Tang An's praise, Mitsuri blushed on her cheeks and continued to talk!

She couldn't control it when she got shy.

"You're really cute!"

Tang An gulped. The girl had a good figure, and her shy and cute appearance was too charming, making him want to take her.

Mitsuri cupped her cheeks, and even steam rose from her pink hair.

"Uh, um, did you kill that demon? Are you also a member of the Demon Slayer Corps?"

Her words were a bit incoherent, and Mitsuri, forcing herself to regain composure, blinked her light green eyes at Tang An.

"I killed it, but I'm not a member of the Demon Slayer corps."

Tang An handed the uneaten spicy strips in his hand to Mitsuri.

"What's this?"

Mitsuri was curious; she had never seen such a thing before, and her nose could detect the smells of spiciness.

"Try it; it's a snack from my hometown."

"Oh, thank you."

With saliva constantly flowing from her mouth, Mitsuri took the spicy strip and put it in her mouth.

"Wow... spicy... delicious."

Her light green eyes lit up; she had never eaten anything so delicious, not even as good as sakura cakes!