Chapter 198: The Calm Before the Storm

Chapter 198: The Calm Before the Storm

In the blink of an eye, another month had passed.

During this month, the entire Demon Slayer Corps was immersed in an intense and lively training atmosphere, filling the training ground with a constant stream of people.

Riezel acted as if nothing had happened and continued using the nine Hashira as sparring partners (punching bags). He trained with them every day, engaging in heated battles.

In this circumtances, one of the Hashira finally succeeded in awakening the Transparent World.

It was none other than Gyoumei, who awakened the Transparent World on the third day of the month.

As the strongest in the Demon Slayer Corps, Gyoumei proved his worth through his actions, inspiring and motivating the other Hashira who hadn't yet awakened the Transparent World. Consequently, the other Hashira redoubled their efforts and training, gradually awakening the Transparent World one by one.

Around the seventh day, Obanai succeeded in awakening the Transparent World.

Around the tenth day, Muichirou succeeded in awakening the Transparent World.

Truthfully, it was no surprise that they were the ones who awakened the Transparent World first.

After all, these two, like Gyoumei, were originally the ones who awakened the Transparent World at the end of the original work. Now, with Riezel's guidance, they were the earliest to awaken it.

Of course, the other Hashira didn't want to be left behind either.

Around the thirteenth day, Sanemi succeeded in awakening the Transparent World.

Around the sixteenth day, Giyuu succeeded in awakening the Transparent World.

Around the twenty-second day, Kyoujurou succeeded in awakening the Transparent World.

By this point, out of the nine Hashira, six had fully awakened all three abilities.

Only Shinobu, Mitsuri, and Tengen were left, seemingly not cut out for this, as they still hadn't succeeded in awakening the Transparent World.

Without a doubt, this left the three of them feeling quite dejected. Even Shinobu, who usually had a smile on her face, could be seen with a hint of gloom in her eyes.

Mitsuri often looked tearful, which prompted a certain Serpent Hashira to secretly give her extra training sessions, personally teaching her the principles of the Transparent World.

Tengen, on the other hand, spent his days muttering to himself, sitting in a tree with his arms crossed, eyes closed, lost in thought.

Evidently, the successive successes of their comrades made these three increasingly anxious.

Seeing this, Riezel couldn't do much about it.

He had said it before, the Transparent World was different from the other two abilities, as it was not something you could just get whenever you wanted.

If it really couldn't be done, then it couldn't be done—there were no shortcuts.

At least, in Riezel's view, if Shinobu and the other two hadn't awakened the Transparent World by now, it was probably a lost cause.

In the end, they could only depend on themselves.

During this period, Kagaya suddenly summoned Riezel to meet with him.

When Riezel saw Kagaya again, he was in a rather dire state.

Now, Kagaya was completely bedridden, spending his days lying under the blankets, where even speaking took considerable effort.

It seemed he was truly nearing his end.

"I probably don't have much time left, so I'll say what needs to be said..."

Kagaya spoke with the demeanor of someone who could pass away at any moment.

Not only did they serve as food, nourishing demons and enhancing their power, but they could also become demons themselves if Muzan gave them his blood, immediately shedding their human identity and joining the ranks of demons.

Now, with a large number of humans disappearing en masse, Riezel couldn't believe it was anything other than the handiwork of demons.

Whether they were consumed as food, used to increase the power of demons, or transformed into demons for combat power, it was all extremely bad news for the Demon Slayer Corps.

"I can feel Kibutsuji Muzan's power increasing rapidly..." Kagaya continued.

It was precisely because of this that his physical condition was deteriorating this fast. It was a manifestation of the curse running through his bloodline.

When the curse strengthened, it meant that Muzan, the source of the curse, was becoming stronger.

"Be careful..."

Kagaya lay in bed, his face covered with a towel, obscuring his almost decayed face.

"We are preparing, and so are the demons..."

"A great battle is approaching... the decisive battle that will determine the future between humankind and demonkind is getting closer..."

"And you... you are the key to this decisive battle..."

With what seemed like his last ounce of strength, Kagaya smiled and left his final words for Riezel.

"I don't know if I can hold on until that day... If I can't, then the Demon Slayer Corps and everything else will be in your hands, Your Excellency..."

Leaving behind these words, Kagaya lost consciousness.

"Master Kagaya!"

Kagaya's wife, Amane, rushed in with their children.

Riezel also approached, glancing at Kagaya's body, realizing he had only lost consciousness, not passed away. Still, his aura was as faint as a dying candle in the wind, on the verge of extinguishing.

In fact, after Riezel awakened the Transparent World and took a glance at Kagaya's condition, the sight was so unbearable.

'Not much time left, huh...?'

Riezel understood this clearly, quietly observing the tense efforts of those around Kagaya for a moment before silently leaving the room.

On the same day, all the Hashira unusually did not appear at the training ground. Instead, they all came here, guarding Kagaya throughout the day.

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Nighttime.

At this moment, Riezel sat on his house's veranda, looking out over the courtyard and watching the bright moon in the night sky.

Even though the moon hung high and clear, it gradually took on a crimson hue—clearly a lunar eclipse.

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Meanwhile, in the castle with an inverted space and bizarre layout, the blood-stained Demon King, Kibutsuji Muzan, appeared silently.

He also gazed at the night sky, at the bright crimson moon, the traces of blood on his lips stark against his pale complexion.

"It's time..."

Muzan revealed a cruel smile.

"It's time to fulfill this thousand-year-old wish..."