It is said that Sun Pillar-sama is the god of fire

The turbulent and violent flames are like endless waves, suddenly appearing beside Vulcan.

They are like the embodiment of the boundless anger of the gods, with a terrifying heat wave that can almost make people anxious, rushing straight at the black-haired young man standing in front of Tanjirou Kamado.

Kagami raised his hand at some point, and a bright red knife suddenly appeared in Kamado Tanjiro's hand.The scorching hot blade, which was as hot as a flame, became even brighter under the scorching of the flame, which deeply hurt the eyes of the black-haired young man.

Yue Yan retreated in embarrassment.

His body was still covered with dirty blood, and Vulcan just stood there silently holding a knife, but the ever-expanding and surging flames filling the air made him tired of dealing with it.

His pale, ghostly skin showed an abnormal scorched black under the vigorous heat wave, but the place slightly licked by the flames was instantly charred and carbonized, and the black-haired young man couldn't help but gasp in pain.

Although all the scars would heal in an instant, the pain was actually imprinted in his mind, telling him clearly what kind of monster he was at the moment.

"Tanjirou!" The black-haired young man shouted at the god in the flames as before.

"As long as I can find the blue Bana flower, I can—"

Only those crimson eyes that were almost occupied by resentment and anger were the only answers to him, as well as the crimson blade that slashed down awe-inspiringly, almost splitting him in half.

Kamado Tanjiro approached Tsukihiko almost instantly, his scorching breath was inhaled into his lungs, a large amount of fresh oxygen rushed into the blood, the blood that had been silent in the heart seemed to be awakened in an instant, like a wild horse running wild His veins raced.

The monstrous rage occupied the god's mind, and endless waves of flames surrounded him. Not only was the scorching air brought up by the sliding of the blade, but there seemed to be scorching flames quietly attached to the cold front of the blade.

"Onimai Tsujimu..." Tanjiro Kamado almost gritted his teeth, and the words he forcibly spat out were filled with scalding enthusiasm and endless anger.

The image of the black-haired, black-eyed young man in front of him silently merged with the ghost king in his memory who would only bring disaster and tragedy, and the god who was completely engrossed in anger could no longer tell whether the person in front of him had grown up with him since he was a child. The eldest child, Yueyan, is still the ghost king who killed his family and friends and did all kinds of bad things.

"How could you, how could you..." The black-haired young man seemed to be explaining something loudly to him, but the god couldn't hear the young man's words at all.

Tanjirou Kamado heard a roar, like the noise of a volcanic eruption, like the wailing of a person who died unjustly.He could only see the young man's lips squirming, and the shocked and eager expression on the young man's face.

The appearance of countless people dying in a tragic way flashed before his eyes, Kamado Tanjiro suddenly wanted to laugh out loud.

How can you explain?How can you explain your crimes to the human beings who died in your womb?

"How can you be so indifferent to human life!" the god asked.

Kamado Tanjiro is carrying a sword, and the exquisite clogs cannot be a hindrance to his display of strength.Something that had long been engraved in his soul roared out at this moment, he was almost forced to raise his hand, as if to dance.

Kagura, the god of fire.

Sacred and solemn dance, Kagura, the god of fire, danced by the god of fire himself is astonishing and beautiful.The flame waves tumbling in the air are like the best stage prepared for Vulcan, and the gorgeous and dazzling flames flow with the movements of Vulcan.

Dots of flames emerge with the traces of the bright red blade sliding in the air, and the gods reflected by the bright fire light are sacred and inviolable.The scorching air rolled outward layer by layer, and the withered grass around it had already burned at some point, silently offering congratulations to this unique dance.

The bright flames were reflected in those dark eyes, dyeing those eyes a bright fiery red.Even at such a juncture, the black-haired young man was still dumbfounded by the extremely beautiful dance behind his back.

He had also fantasized about the appearance of gods dancing in black costumes, which was definitely more holy and moving than the witch's dance.But I never thought that the dance of the gods is really so gorgeous and beautiful.

The flame pattern on Vulcan's forehead seems to be burning at this moment, the black-haired young man can only see the flower earrings on Kamado Tanjiro's ears flashing in front of his eyes, followed by an unspeakable scorching heat The sting, and the gushing blood that almost occupied the entire field of vision.

That's his blood.

The young man didn't dodge at all, and abruptly received Vulcan's knife just now.

God of Fire Kagura · Circle Dance.

No matter what, Yue Yan never imagined that he would watch Vulcan's dance in such a ridiculous place and in such a ridiculous way.

The blood that spewed out suddenly was like a basin of cold water being poured on the head, and the little spots of blood dripped on Kamado Tanjiro's neck, causing a stinging pain like a fire.

However, what made Vulcan stunned was Yueyan's actions of holding him tightly in his arms regardless of the pain on his body.

The fog that had been blocking his eyes gradually dissipated, and the pale complexion of the black-haired young man was clearly reflected in Kamado Tanjiro's eyes, and a sad breath mixed with blood and stench drifted into his nose.

The young man's face was so familiar, so familiar that he almost hated it—but it was so different from the face in his memory.

Yueyan's hair is pitch black, not the white hair of Wuyou in Infinite City; Yueyan's eyes are still gloomy black, not the captivating red as he remembered.

"Why didn't you hide?" The deep purple ailment spread quietly, Kamado Tanjiro gritted his teeth tightly, the hand holding the knife trembled slightly, and questioned the young man who was holding him tightly in a low voice.

He subconsciously stretched out his hand to push Yue Yan away, but the young man quickly grabbed his wrist.

"Tanjiro, trust me." The black-haired young man explained in a panic.

"As long as I find the blue Bana flower, I will be able to get rid of this shortcoming, and then I will be able to—"

The only response to him was unusually crisp applause and burning pain on the side of his cheek.

Vulcan's eyes were cold, his lips were tight, and his raised hand had not yet dropped.

The black-haired young man just raised his hands and covered his face in a daze, unable to realize what happened for a long time.

"You... hit me?" Yue Yan looked at the god in front of him in disbelief, his dark eyes were full of the extremely cold expression on Vulcan's face at the moment.

That was something he had never seen before, a terrifying expression that seemed to be able to completely freeze a person's soul.

"You have no remorse at all." The god said in a cold tone, and pronounced his crime in the sky filled with flames.

"Those lives that died tragically at your hands are destined not to return."

Those families whose original happy life was destroyed will spend their whole life in sorrow and never be able to be happy again.

"Why plunder?"

"Why trample and ignore life?"

The black-haired young man retreated step by step under the persecution of the gods, but no matter where he retreated, he could not escape the judgment of the gods on the infinite evil that was deeply entangled in his soul.

"Don't you know how precious life is?!"

Obviously you are also struggling with endless illnesses, desperately trying to survive.

Obviously you are also a human being just like those innocent people, why can you kill the lives of your own people with peace of mind!

"Ha." With no way to retreat, the black-haired young man suddenly sneered.

The tightly clenched canine teeth became sharp and narrow at some point, and the originally pink and round nails were quietly stained with a tinge of purple, as if quenched with poison, and the sharp edges glowed with a strange cold light.

The laughter stuffed in his lungs seemed to have suddenly found an outlet. At first it was just a low muffled laugh, but in the end it was the young man who laughed out loud, almost crying.

Yue Yan leaned over to hold the hideous knife wound on his chest that was slowly healing, and smiled so that his almost deep and dark eyes were almost a little wet.

I don't know whether I am laughing at my ignorance or the ruthlessness of the gods.

It took him a while to stop, staring at the god who was still standing upright not far away, with a mocking tone.

"Don't be ridiculous." His words seemed to be squeezed out of his teeth, a denial of his past self, a contempt for his former identity.

"What's so important about human life!" the black-haired young man said angrily.

"It's just a minor injury or illness that will completely kill your life. It will just keep multiplying like ants. It's called life extension."

"But now I won't die casually like that group of ants." Most of the knife wound on the chest has healed, leaving only the hideous and ugly scars on the chest.

"Look, Tanjirou." The black-haired young man stretched out his hand, as if showing it to Kamado Tanjirou, "Now I can heal no matter how many injuries I have, and no matter how terrible the disease is, no one can invade me."

"I won't die anymore. From now on, I can stay by your side for a long time, and I don't have to worry about birth, old age, sickness and death, which only ants will experience."

Yue Yan showed a smile to the gods.

"As long as I find the blue Bana flower, I will be able to overcome the shortcomings of the sun, and then I will be able to..."

Before he could finish his sentence, he tilted his head subconsciously, the cold light of the knife almost passed by the cheek of the black-haired young man, and a few strands of black hair beside his ear quietly fell from the air.

"I see." Kamado Tanjirou still had a cold voice, staring at him expressionlessly, as if looking at a stranger who had nothing to do with him.

The gods opened their lips and pronounced his crimes thoroughly, and there was no possibility of sophistry.

The dark purple ailment has spread to most of the god's face, and Vulcan's originally delicate face also looks majestic and terrifying under such a hideous ailment.

Kamado Tanjiro raised his hand, the bright red blade reflected a cold light under the moonlight, which almost hurt the black-haired youth's eyes.

"Your crime is unforgivable." Vulcan's footsteps turned slightly, and the next moment, the overwhelming flames were like a mighty wave, sweeping through the surging heat wave that seemed to melt everything, and rushed towards the black-haired youth mercilessly.

"I will cut you off."

And then, throughout his long life, there was a silent mourning for this sad creature.