Demon Slayer: Upper 0 seems to be a waste

Chapter 282 Melee

There are too many things in this world that a boy with a small head cannot understand, too many things that he cannot get the answers to no matter how hard he thinks, and too many things that he cannot figure out the reasons for no matter how hard he thinks.

The scene before him should also be counted among them, and it should be ranked relatively high. After all, his memory has never been good.

How did things get to this point?

Faced with the current situation, Lin Guang couldn't help but draw a round question mark in his heart.

The petite body stayed in the air for a short time due to inertia, but it still maintained a human-like body. No matter how light it looked, it could not change the reality that it had no wings. The sky was not its territory. Under the action of gravity, this body would eventually return to the earth.

But even landing is only a shorter moment, and the jumping action is almost performed at the same time as landing.

As he soared into the air, Lin Guang could hear a clear sound of breaking air beside his ears. It was the sound of the sharp blade tearing through the air as it was swung vigorously. If he was even a second slower, Lin Guang had no doubt that what was torn apart would not be just the invisible air.

The night wind blew away the clouds in the sky, and the moonlight finally returned to the ground after a brief haze. The quiet and peaceful scene not long ago seemed to be just an illusion. When the battle started, this moment seemed destined to happen. It was not unexpected, but it still made people unhappy, at least it would not make Lin Guang happy.

Moonlight scattered on the ground, and the relatively flat ground scattered the light of the night, but the rough ground was far less dazzling than the smooth blade under the moonlight. The blades reflecting the moonlight were like cold torches that did not make people feel warm, and there was only a vague light.

When the blade passed by his side, all it brought was a cold wind, which was not only cold but also stinging. His dodging action was not slow, but there was still an error in his estimation of Shimi, which was due to underestimation. The wind, which was wider than expected, scratched his cheek. The injury was too minor, so minor that only the person wielding the knife noticed the different feedback at a certain moment.

There was no time to make a wrong estimate. The slender blade was swung over like a flexible snake. It was more like a whip than a knife. Obviously, the one who raised snakes and the one who looked more poisonous were both Xiao Banai, but why was it that when the knives were actually swung, Mitsuri's knife looked more like a long snake that was going to strangle him?

While thinking, Lin Guang finally turned around and twisted his waist, using his legs and feet to kick away the layers of blades that seemed to be wrapping him up, making a more comfortable and spacious space for himself. The boring game of chase and escape was increased in difficulty at this moment. The mouse was no longer a mouse and was not just running away on its own.

It wasn't like Kyojuro was to blame for this; he was just that kind of person, passionate and full of energy. Just letting him watch the fierce battle without participating could even be considered a form of punishment. It wasn't like Mitsuri was to blame either; after all, she had only subconsciously wanted to protect Obanai after she was kicked away, so she suddenly swung her blade...

So who is to blame?

Was it because Sane was too impulsive and couldn't stand the slightest provocation? Was it because Obana and Sane always sided with each other? Was it because Muichiro had gotten used to playing with him?

It sounds like both of them make some sense, but when you think about it carefully, you feel that none of them are really correct, and it seems that they cannot be blamed for how things have developed to this point.

But at least he can't be blamed.

He was the one being besieged, and relatively speaking, the only victim on this land at the moment. No matter how you look at it, the responsibility should not be placed on his head.

However, the slight distraction was keenly captured, and the attack became more fierce. It seemed that the decision was made in an instant. The ghost swordsmen cooperated tacitly and unitedly, swinging their swords bravely and courageously.

It is neither glorious nor fair for a group of people to chase and fight one person, but if one of them is a ghost, glory becomes irrelevant to the battle, and fairness changes instantly. The battle between ghosts and humans is never fair. Ghosts are always the ones with the advantage. They are more familiar with the environment, have tougher bodies, more tenacious vitality, speed, strength, and reaction. Humans cannot catch up with them at all.

Even so, even if this group of people in front of him chased him and beat him, he would only appear to have the advantage and look embarrassed. In fact, the damage he could cause was very limited, and those superficial wounds had begun to heal before the blade left.

This was such a hopeless battle that Lingguang almost felt pity for humans in his heart.

"Although I guessed that you guys weren't resting well after such a big commotion, I didn't expect you to fight so fiercely."

It was like a huge rock rolling down a cliff. The dull sound came from behind. The sound was like a mountain, the body was like a mountain, but it moved so quickly, it was incredible.

"Mr. Beimingyu! You've arrived just in time! Come and teach this brat a lesson! Let him know the importance of respecting elders and juniors!"

?

When Shimi said this, was he clear about who was the oldest among those present and who was the real Nagaha-son?

Lin Guang raised his eyebrows silently and did not refute out loud, but the expression on his face was full of disapproval of Shiya's words.

"Hmm... it seems a bit offensive to join in, but it would be a shame to miss out..."

"If you want, please don't hesitate. I also want to see how powerful you are."

Lin Guang's tone was mild enough to say it wasn't good, provocative too unclear, but using the word "nasty" wouldn't be an exaggeration either.

Maybe it was because he never liked the man named Beiming Island Xingmei, or maybe it was because Shimizu's words made him feel bad. The reason could be anything, and the conclusion would not change.

The reality of being in a bad mood will not change.

Just like the scene before his eyes, the reason could be anything, the fault could be anyone, and it doesn't matter who is responsible, because the current result will not change because of this. Thinking is just a waste of time. It is better to look to the future than to ponder the past. Reminiscing about the past will only make you stuck in the quagmire of the past and unable to escape. It is better to be more direct and think of a way to end it as soon as possible, so that he can have time to think of a way to get a mouthful of honey or half a piece of cake from Mi Li.

Although the reality of not being able to taste has shrouded his first half of life, maybe, Nezuko can overcome the sun, so what's wrong with him, Rinko, being able to taste?