Chapter 12: The First Of The Last Strings, The Nightmare Debuts!

"delicious!"

At this moment, the man named Purgatory Kyojuro, who was Yanzhu of the Ghost Killing Team, was enjoying the food provided by the train.

"Mr. Purgatory..."

Kamado Tanjiro greeted softly

"good to eat!"

Only then did the man realize the arrival of his teammates and stood up excitedly,

"Long time no see! Kitchen boy!!"

His voice was loud and full of power, as if there was an inexhaustible amount of energy in his body.

Purgatory Kyojuro's body is not tall, but it is sturdy to the naked eye. He wears a white cloak with a flame-like pattern at the end.

His hair is also the color of flames. With the shaking of his body and the train, his hair is like a flame that grows stronger and stronger in the wind. His eyebrows are like sharp arrows, and the sight projected by his orange-red pupils is like the rising sun. Generally hot, even if he is just standing in front of everyone, others can feel his enthusiasm.

Purgatory Kyojuro's eyes swept across the other people. Although he had never seen my wife Zenitsu and Inosuke, I could guess from their clothing and the saber around their waist that they were members of the Demon Killing Team.

And his eyes finally stopped on Ye Du.

"Sir, who are you?"

Seeing Ye Du and his subordinates acting together, he was naturally suspicious.

"This is a goddess..."

Before my wife Zenitsu could finish speaking, Tanjiro Kamado rushed forward and covered his companion's mouth with his hand.

"What's wrong?"

Such behavior made Purgatory Kyojurou even more confused.

"Hello Mr. Purgatory, I have long admired the name."

Ye Du greeted the other party with a polite smile on his face,

"My name is Ye Du. I'm a folk ghost hunter. I met Tanjiro and his group by chance, so I chose to go with my companions and come to help Mr. Purgatory."

"A folk ghost hunter?"

Purgatory Kyojuro put his right hand down and rubbed his chin lightly, and fell into thinking, but after less than a second, he became the cheerful and unrestrained before,

"Nice to meet you, Mr. Ye Du! Please advise! Thank you very much for assisting us in our mission this time!"

Purgatory Kyojuro is a straight-forward person, even a bit rough, so he didn't think about it, he quickly accepted Ye Du's participation, and they chatted together quickly.

The roar of the train was echoing, and the slight vibration on the ground told the passengers that the train was moving forward, and the whistle sounded from time to time became the background sound for all of them to chat.

The sky was getting darker, the sun had completely disappeared, and the narrow space of the train made people feel groggy, and Nezuko crawled out of the wooden box.

"Everyone pick up the ticket and come to the car."

the train attendant shouted, but his voice was weak, and he seemed a little haunted.

"Mr. Ye Du, Mr. Purgatory, this person smells a little weird, he, he is a ghost!"

Kamado Tanjirou said worriedly.

The moment he finished speaking, the train attendant's body began to twist and deform, and soon turned into a disgusting ghost.

"Hide this huge body, it must be blood ghost art! The smell is quite difficult to detect, but since you dare to show your fangs to innocent people, this bright red sun blade will definitely make you ashes!"

Purgatory Kyojuro took out the sun wheel sword. His weapon was also as red as his eyes. There seemed to be flames dancing on the tip of the sword, and his body erupted with murderous aura like a heat wave.

"Wait a moment, Mr. Purgatory."

Ye Du stretched out his hand and stopped the other party's movements, because the ghost that appeared in front of everyone was just an illusion, and the real man behind the scenes was the next nightmare. Those who came into contact with him fell into a deep sleep.

"Mr. Ye Du, what do you mean?"

Purgatory Kyojuro had doubts written all over his face.

"Don't let him touch you."

Ye Du's expression became serious, and then shouted,

"Stop pretending! Come out!"

Ye Du's eyes were fixed on the flight attendant in front of him, but his eyes were not focused on the other person, but penetrated into the farther carriage.

"The next nightmare, reveal your true body, your hypnotism has no effect on me."

"Do you know my name?"

A person pushed open the door of the carriage and walked in front of the crowd.

His eyes are blue, the characters "winding" and "one" embedded in the pupils have a hint of evil charm, the blood vessels on his face are squirming like earthworms, and the sound from his mouth gives a strange sense of laziness, as if Just listening to him speak and slowly fall asleep.

In the train, the other passengers had already been hit by the Nightmare Blood Ghost Technique and fell into a deep sleep.

"I know not only your name, but also your abilities and what happened to you."

The corners of Ye Du's mouth rose slightly,

"The rest of the strings were wiped out, and only you survived and got his blood - so your power will be stronger."

Ye Du's words changed Nightmare's expression slightly, and the corners of his stiff mouth twitched slightly, but he immediately laughed hysterically.

"Interesting, what else?"

"You want them to go to sleep, and then use the deceived humans to enter their dreams and destroy their spiritual check."

The spiritual core is something that only appears in people's dreams. It is similar to thinking or spirit. Once it is destroyed, people will lose their will and thinking and become a walking corpse. This is the purpose of nightmares.