Comprehensive comics, starting from Demon Slayer, fusion of Gojo Satoru template

After dark, the two prepared to act.

Ye Ming's six eyes flashed, and the two began to slowly approach the church.

Entering the church, although it was night, the sacred atmosphere in the church was not covered by the night.

The moonlight poured in through the stained glass windows, intertwined with the candlelight, and cast colorful light and shadow on the ground. The wood of the benches looked deeper in the light and shadow, as if carrying the devout prayers of countless believers. The pillars of the church were tall and straight, and the candle flames on the altar were dancing and flickering in the dark. There was an inexplicable gloomy feeling.

However, Ye Ming and Chanahui knew that behind this seemingly peaceful sacredness, it was not a god who lived, but a man-eating evil ghost. Their eyes were full of vigilance, and they moved slowly in the church, paying attention to every corner where danger might occur.

Ye Ming and the other person entered a somewhat cold room. When they saw the scene in the room, their pupils shrank sharply, and endless anger burst out.

In the room at this moment, there was a man with colorful two-color hair. His eyes were as bright as gems, but they were cold and empty, like an abyss without a soul. His face was as white as snow, almost transparent, as if it had never been illuminated by the sun.

The slightly upturned corners of his mouth always had a strange smile, which made people shudder. He was wearing a gorgeous kimono, which was colorful but exuded the breath of death. A pair of golden iron fans hung around his waist, and the decorations on the fans were exquisite.

If you don't look at the scene around him, you might think he is an ordinary handsome man, but with the environment around him, he is a pervert.

Contrary to his appearance, there are several women's bodies lying beside him at this time, and there are still bloodstains on their bodies. It can be seen that they have just been eaten recently.

"Huh? Are you here? There are girls!" Douma smiled, as if he was very surprised to see the arrival of Ye Ming and Chanahui.

At this time, Kanae also noticed the words engraved on Douma's eyes.

"Upper... Second."

A girl who had fallen to the ground saw the two people coming in, and her heart seemed to be rekindled with hope. She stretched out a hand and shouted loudly: "Save... Save me."

The next second, Kanae appeared in front of the girl without any hesitation, picked her up and wanted to return to Ye Ming immediately.

However, how could Douma watch Kanae save people so easily? An attack so fast that it was invisible to the naked eye came instantly, and Kanae didn't even have any reaction. This attack had already reached the girl.

Ye Ming's six eyes flashed with light, and suddenly appeared in front of the two people. The Sun Wheel Sword was quickly unsheathed to block this swift attack. After the attack, Ye Ming's Sun Wheel Sword was also stained with a trace of frost.

"Ah..." Douma looked at Ye Ming who suddenly appeared in surprise.

"Why stop me from killing her? She's in so much pain, isn't it good for her to die? As long as I eat them, they will live with me and become a part of me."

In Douma's view, everything in this world must die, so he wants to eat them, accept their blood, emotions, and flesh, and they will spend eternity with him. After listening to Douma's explanation, Butterfly Kanae knew that the ghost in front of her was a lunatic.

"Sister Hui, take her out for treatment first, and leave him to me. For such mental disorders, just chop off their heads."

Ye Ming's cold voice sounded.

"But Xiao Ming..." Kanae still wanted to stay and fight with Ye Ming, but when she saw Ye Ming's bright six eyes, she swallowed the words that had just come to her mouth. Gritted her teeth.

"Okay, you must be careful, I will come back to help you soon." After the words fell, Kanae no longer hesitated, picked up the seriously injured girl, turned around and ran out.

At this moment, an icicle suddenly attacked from behind, and Ye Ming, who reacted in time, cut it in half.

The moment the icicle was cut off, Douma gently waved the fan in his hand, and the temperature around him seemed to drop a lot instantly. Unconsciously, some visible mist had emerged around him.

"Don't be anxious, we have plenty of time to play." Ye Ming's mouth curled up with a dangerous arc. The ice mist in the room began to spread and gradually filled the entire room. Ye Ming knew that this was Douma's blood demon art. The freezing mist was a range attack move that could emit ice crystals in the form of mist. If the enemy does not retreat in time, it is easy to inhale the ice crystals into the lungs. This move not only has an attack effect, but also has a certain restriction ability, which will affect the enemy's speed.

Douma showed a seemingly cheerful smile on his face. "Sir, why did you let those two girls go? Stay for a while.Isn't it good to get up?"

Ye Ming snorted coldly. Kanae had already walked away. Ye Ming didn't want to communicate with this psychopath anymore. Pulling out the Sun Wheel Sword, Ye Ming quickly rushed towards Douma. Ye Ming's figure was like lightning, and he approached Douma in an instant. The Sun Wheel Sword in his hand was waving, bringing a sharp wind sound.

"Flower Breathing·One Form-Dropping Snow."

Ye Ming shouted in a low voice, and the knife light slashed towards Douma as lightly and quickly as petals falling. Douma was not in a hurry, waving the fan, and an ice wall rose instantly. Ye Ming's attack slashed on the ice wall, making a crisp sound, and ice chips flew everywhere.

Douma still had that weird smile on his lips.

"Ala, are you angry? Is there something I did wrong? "As he said that, he waved his fan again, and countless ice blades flew towards Ye Ming. Ye Ming's forehead was bulging with veins. Why are you so annoying? No wonder Third Brother likes to beat you. You deserve to be beaten.

"Flower Breathing·Type 2—Mikage Plum".

Ye Ming's figure flashed quickly, like a shadow shuttling through the plum blossom forest, cleverly avoiding the attack of the ice blade. Then, Ye Ming attacked again.

"Flower Breathing·Type 3—Liuliuwu".

Ye Ming's sword light was like a flying flame butterfly, gorgeous and full of lethality. Douma frowned slightly and quickly blocked it with his fan. Ye Ming's attack made Douma feel pressured, and he began to take it seriously. Douma waved his fan, and the ice mist around him became thicker.

"Then let me show you my true strength."