Sailing at Sea: The Breath of the Day at the Start

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"Those children..."

"Fighting that monster?!"

The passengers stared at them, dumbfounded.

With a thought, an invisible golden-red ripple spread from Ron's body.

The Conqueror's Haki was released precisely.

In an instant.

The other passengers in the carriage were all stunned and fainted.

Tanjiro and Inosuke teamed up to fight the demon in the narrow aisle of the train car.

After Inosuke blocked the demon's attack.

Tanjiro used Water Breathing, Seventh Form: Shizuku Ripple to stab the demon through the neck, then swung his sword forcefully to sever its head.

As the demon turned to ashes, Tanjiro breathed a sigh of relief and wiped the sweat from his brow.

"Well done, Tanjiro!"

Zenitsu, with tears in his eyes, rushed towards Tanjiro: "I knew you could kill demons, thank you for saving me!"

Tanjiro said helplessly, "Zenitsu, you're a demon slayer too."

"But I'm very weak."

Zenitsu said in a serious tone.

Tanjiro was speechless.

He looked at Ron: "Mr. Ron, you knew all along that there were ghosts here, didn't you?!"

"I guess so. More than forty people went missing on this train in a short period of time. The Demon Slayer Corps sent several swordsmen to check, but they all lost contact." Ron took a bite of his snack and said, "Originally, the Flame Pillar was supposed to come with you today, but I thought it was interesting, so I brought you instead."

Tanjiro nodded: "I see."

"That really startled me. I hope everything's alright now."

Zenitsu patted his chest and breathed a sigh of relief.

Inosuke sheathed his sword, looked around at the unconscious passengers, and asked in surprise, "What's wrong with these people? Are they all asleep?"

"I did it."

Ron said, "Wouldn't it be bad to cause them too much panic?"

"That being said, it's still quite shocking that so many people fainted all at once..."

Zenitsu stared at him blankly and asked, "How did you do that...?"

Ron looked at him and smiled, "It's very simple, want to try it out?"

"No, no need."

After eliminating the ghost, the three returned to their seats and gradually relaxed their guard.

The train sped by.

As drowsiness gradually overcame them, they closed their eyes and fell asleep.

The Lower Moon One of the Twelve Demon Moons, Enmu, stood on the train and smiled:

"It's so wonderful to die in a dream."

Inside the carriage, after having eaten some snacks and drunk some sake, Ron, who had closed his eyes and pretended to be asleep, felt the power of the Nightmare Blood Demon Art and a slight smile appeared on his lips.

"Does such meager power really want to pull me into a dream?"

"ridiculous."

If he wanted to, he could unleash his Conqueror's Haki, and that demon's mental world would probably collapse on the spot.

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"No matter how strong a Demon Slayer Corps is, a person's driving force is their heart and spirit. Once the 'core of spirit' is destroyed, they become like walking corpses."

Lower Moon One, Nightmare, stood on the roof of the car, arms outstretched against the wind, a smile on her face.

"The human heart... is nothing more than something as fragile as glass."

Sudden.

Its expression turned slightly somber.

"There's still one who didn't enter the dream? What's going on?"

It closed its eyes and carefully sensed it.

It is a nightmare that manipulates dreams and excels at mental attacks. In particular, it can use the hypnotic abilities of the Dream Rope and the Nightmare Eye to trap others in dreams it creates.

At this moment, it manipulated the flight attendant and used the dream rope on the tickets in the hands of the four people to extend its spiritual power into their hearts like tentacles.

Tanjiro, Zenitsu, and Inosuke have all been invaded by its spiritual power and pulled into the dream it created.

The remaining one, however, possessed an exceptionally strong inner wall, making it completely impenetrable to any spiritual power.

"Unable to pull him into the dream? How is that possible?"

Nightmare was slightly startled.

A dark mental world.

Nightmare, transformed into an octopus-like spiritual entity, stood before an unimaginably thick and impenetrable massive iron wall, which it could not penetrate even slightly no matter what it did.

"Impossible! How could a human being have such a mindset?!"

Nightmare is unbelievable.

So you really want to come in...?

Inside the carriage, Ron, who was pretending to be asleep with his eyes closed, had a slight smile on his lips.

Then I'll let you in for a look...

A crack suddenly appeared on the massive iron wall in front of the Nightmare Spirit, and a snow-white light shone through it.

Nightmare was stunned for a moment, then overjoyed.

"As expected! Every human being has a weakness in their heart!"

It immediately extended its tentacles, reaching into the crack.

The instant the spiritual tentacles pierced through that crack.

Nightmare saw a scene.

A massive meteorite, wreathed in flames, plummeted from the sky, its dark slash splitting the heavens in two. Someone held up a giant fireball the size of the sun, and a figure unleashed a volcano of lava with a single punch. The sea was frozen, islands were shattered... Scenes resembling the end of the world appeared before Nightmare's eyes, causing it to tremble and its teeth to chatter violently.

"What, what is this?!"

"Didn't you want to pull me into your dream?"

It heard a sound.

Look up.

Then I saw a tall figure standing in the sky above this world, like an emperor, reigning over this world full of gods.

Under the gaze of those deep blue eyes.

For the first time, Nightmare understood what an ant was.

"Is this... a god?"

Its mental world has completely collapsed.

37. The true form of the Nightmare: writhing chunks of flesh.

As Nightmare's mental state deteriorated.

The strange hand with a mouth that could lull people to sleep was also instantly reduced to ashes.

The dream world it created also shattered instantly.

Tanjiro and the others were suddenly awakened from their sweet dream.

"This is...we are still on the Infinity Train."

Tanjiro glanced at his subordinates, gradually regaining his senses: "Was that a dream?"

He thought of his family in his dream, and a gentle smile filled with sadness and longing appeared in his eyes.

"It's been such a long time..."

"In the end what happened?!"

Zenitsu, jolted awake from his dream, stared wide-eyed, clutching his face, his eyes bloodshot. Completely unable to accept it, he cried out, "I was about to hold Nezuko's hand... Why did I have to wake up so suddenly?! Can't I even have a sweet dream?!"

Tanjiro chuckled upon hearing this, but before he could say anything, he suddenly smelled a strange odor. His expression hardened, and he looked around.

A strange smell was found to permeate the entire carriage.

The atmosphere was also very strange.