Demon Slayer: Tanjiro becomes a ghost, Nezuko becomes a pillar!

Chapter 84 Heavenly Rain

The spider mother slowly turned around, her face pale and haggard, her eyes and brows filled with an inescapable gloom.

She looked up at Midouzi, a hint of surprise and panic flashing in her pale eyes.

"They didn't stop you?"

Nezuko gripped her Nichirin Blade tightly, but did not immediately make a move. Instead, she spoke in a deep voice.

"You are manipulating your deceased comrades, using their bodies to commit evil. I cannot let you continue like this."

As soon as she finished speaking, the spider mother clenched her hands tightly, and the silk threads on her wrists suddenly tightened.

Dozens of thin yet sharp threads shot towards the bean like a torrential rain, the threads whistling sharply as they cut through the air, aiming straight for its vital points.

Midouzi was prepared. She lightly touched the ground with her feet and quickly darted backward, dodging the silk threads while launching a swift slash.

"Water Breathing - First Form - Water Surface Slash".

The blade flashed like a calm lake, precise and swift, severing all the incoming threads.

Upon seeing this, the mother spider's fear deepened, and she rapidly waved her hands, spreading out all the thick silk threads around her body.

In the blink of an eye, it wove into a dense, airtight net, with tiny bone spikes clinging to its edges, and then descended upon the beans.

"It's no use, you can't escape!" the spider mother said, forcing herself to stay calm.

With focused concentration, Mi Douzi nimbly dodged and weaved, slashing horizontally and vertically with her blade, shattering the layers of attacking silk nets.

But the spider mother's silk threads were endless; as soon as one web broke, a new one was quickly woven, and the dense silk threads completely sealed off the space around the bean.

Forced to retreat repeatedly, she had several shallow bloody scratches on her body from the silk threads, which stung painfully.

Knowing that he could no longer defend passively, Mi Douzi changed his footwork and leaped up through the gaps in the silk threads.

"Water Breathing - Third Form - Flowing Dance"

Her movements were as fluid as water, and the flash of her blade, carrying with it a misty haze, severed all the silk threads binding her body before charging straight toward the spider mother.

Only through close combat can one break free from her control over the silk threads.

The spider mother's expression changed slightly. She tightened the silk threads at her fingertips, wrapping them around the few still intact puppets beside her, and manipulated them to swing their blades to block the Bean.

Although these puppets' moves were stiff, they were fearless. The three puppets simultaneously drew their swords, the wind from the blades sharp and fierce, completely blocking their path.

Mi Douzi dodged the blade coming straight at her by sidestepping, then flipped her wrist and precisely severed the threads on the puppet's body, causing it to instantly lose its strength and fall to the ground.

She had just taken a step when the puppet on the side swung its sword. Mi Douzi bent down and barely dodged it, the blade severing the puppet's neck threads.

But the third puppet's knife was already close at hand, and she could only use the blade to block it.

The crisp "clang" made my arm go numb, and I paused slightly.

Taking advantage of the moment, the spider mother's silk thread instantly wrapped around Mi Douzi's wrist, with such force that it almost broke her bones, and she even tried to seize the knife.

Mi Douzi gritted his teeth, pulled on the silk thread to get closer, and punched the puppet in the face, causing the puppet to fall to the ground.

She swung her knife, severing the silken threads on her wrist, and the blade whistled as it slashed towards the spider mother.

She bent her knees to steady herself, then cut the silk threads with her backhand. As soon as she stood up, the spider mother was already close in, her fingertips and silk threads like sharp claws grabbing at her neck, carrying deadly intent.

In the nick of time, Mi Douzi bent down and rolled to avoid the attack, sweeping her blade across and severing several threads in front of her opponent, forcing her to retreat repeatedly.

Mi Douzi got up, panting heavily. Sweat mixed with blood dripped down his body, and several more wounds appeared on his body, but his hand holding the knife remained firm, and his eyes showed no wavering.

The spider mother once again swung her arms to manipulate the silk threads, but this time the threads were chaotic and the precision was greatly reduced. After several exchanges,

She had already clearly realized that she was no match for the brat in front of her.

[What should I do? Am I going to die? This girl doesn't seem like one of those demon hunters at all.]

She's too strong, I can't stop her. If I let her go, Lei will kill me!

[Is being tired... going to kill me?]

Death? Is it that scary?

A deep sense of powerlessness swept over him, and memories of being tormented by Lower Moon Five Rui surged forth like a tidal wave, breaking through all his rational defenses.

She was only a teenager that year, still a young girl.

However, he was kidnapped and subjected to endless torture and intimidation day after day.

The silk threads were sharp and vicious; if she was not careful, they would cut her, leaving countless scars that kept her awake all night in pain.

She resisted desperately, but was met with even crueler treatment in return.

Lei would wrap silk threads around her neck, making her struggle on the verge of suffocation, and coldly tell her this.

You either have to obediently be his "mom" and play the role of the gentle and harmonious family he fantasizes about.

It will either be completely torn apart.

She was afraid, and in order to survive, she had no choice but to compromise and was forced to wear a false mask.

Doing things against one's conscience, helping him control puppets, and harming innocent people.

Even so, she was never treated kindly, and was threatened whenever she showed the slightest dissatisfaction.

In those years, she lived in endless fear and pain, having long lost herself and becoming nothing more than a manipulated shell.

His hands, stained with blood, were used to commit evil, but his heart was filled with despair, and even death became a luxury.

The spider mother clutched her head and roared in pain, her eyes filled with resentment, madness, and deep-seated despair.

She lunged at Mi Douzi, her silken threads tangling haphazardly, yet she couldn't even touch the hem of Mi Douzi's clothes.

Midouzi easily dodged all the attacks, and with a flash of light, he was in front of her.

Just one more inch forward, and her sinful and painful life would have come to an end.

The spider mother froze, all her struggles ceased instantly, and all the ferocity vanished from her cloudy eyes.

All that remained was a deep-seated weariness and pain, and a barely concealed plea.

It wasn't that she didn't want to resist; she was simply exhausted, both physically and mentally.

Kill me! Death may be my only release!

Resisting Rui would only lead to death, while being killed by the Demon Slayer Corps would be the liberation she had always longed for, the only way out of this endless suffering.

Midouzi's hand holding the knife suddenly stopped. She keenly sensed the dramatic change in the spider mother's emotions. Gone was the previous violence and madness; only the excruciating pain and the extreme desire for liberation remained.

The coldness in Mi Douzi's eyes completely faded, and he was originally poised to strike.

[Water Breathing - Fourth Form - Rising Tide.]

With a subtle change of appearance, a slight turn of the wrist transformed the sharp blade into a soft, lustrous arc, carrying a faint mist.

"Water Breathing, Fifth Form: Heavenly Compassionate Rain!"

The moment the blade fell, there was no sharp cutting sensation, no excruciating pain of impending death.

The spider mother felt a very light warmth brush against her neck, like spring rain welcoming parched, cracked earth.

She stared blankly at Mi Douzi, a moment of confusion in her eyes.

He was immediately filled with endless relief, and tears uncontrollably overflowed from his eyes, sliding down his pale cheeks.

Those dark years of being cut by the threads of labor, suffocated by intimidation, and forced to do evil.

All of this slowly dissipated in the gentle warmth of spring rain, and my nerves, which had been taut for years, finally relaxed completely.

Even the restless threads around it lost their strength, drooping softly, breaking into tiny pieces that fell to the ground without a sound.

She gazed at the pity in Nezuko's eyes, and at the gentle Nichirin Blade.

A genuinely relaxed and peaceful smile, unlike anything he had ever seen before, slowly spread across his lips.

That smile was so clean that all the gloom had vanished, like a clear sky washed by spring rain.

With her last ounce of strength, she thanked Midouzi and also issued a warning.

"Thank you... Be careful... You're tired!"