After two years, most of the swordsmen who received the emergency recall news rushed into the mountains where their headquarters were located.

Among them, the fastest one is Mudae Kawashimiya.

A large number of crows were hovering in the sky, and their black beaks opened, making a harsh sound.

“Urgent recall!”

“Urgent recall!”

“………”

Mudan Kawami's face was nervous, and while moving at the high speed, Shadow looked up at the densely pack of crows.

"In addition to our pillars, a large number of swordsmen have already returned."

"But what exactly happened?"

"Anything is OK, but lord...you must not be in trouble!"

He gritted his teeth and forcibly activated his breathing method regardless of his tired body. Wherever he passed, he was like a hurricane sweeping across the forest.

Not long after, Mudhikawa Shiji approached the headquarters, and his heart felt a lot of uneasiness, and his heart seemed to be slowly squeezed by a powerful hand, suppressing the pain.

The black smoke that floats from time to time... and the burning smell... comes from the direction of the headquarters along the wind.

The closer the distance is, the more I can smell the burnt smell left by the explosion flame, which is pungent and unpleasant.

His face twitched, his eyes wide open, and he was on all fours like a madman, stumbled over like a wild beast.

"How could it be...how could it be..."

When Mudaki Kawashiya rushed out of the dense forest and came to the flat ground occupied by the headquarters, he froze.

In front of me was a scorched earth, and the outer stone walls were all smoked into a dark color.

Among them, the originally quiet and magnificent ghost killing team buildings became riddled with holes, and most of them turned into a pile of ashes that were invisible in shape. Only a few still had some contours. Occasionally, there were fires. When the wind blew, a few Mars were vaguely rekindled and continued to scatter.

"Master!"

An incredible roar sounded, and Mudaki Kawami rushed straight toward the residence of Shikiya Shikiya, and during this time he crashed into many houses with flames.

When he arrived at the residence of Shizuya Shikiya's mansion, his eyes were dull and confused.

Here, it is the center of the explosion.

The original mansion was missing, and there was no trace left. Only the huge charred deep pit on the ground was stinging the heart of Mudakawa Miya.

His body became soft. Ye Jiancheng's fatigue and his soul impacted him, he fell to the ground dejectedly, staring at the charred pit in a daze, and then jumped into the pit.

After about twenty minutes, the other pillars and swordsmen felt it one after another.

Purgatory Apricot Suruo walked forward, her eyebrows frowned deeply.

As the family that has been following the Demon Killing Team for the longest time, he knew that the headquarters is centered on the Mansion of the Sayashiki, and it radiates outward like a spider web, with many explosives buried underground.

In this situation, it is obvious that it was Saya Shikiki Yoshiya who started the explosives.

"Hmm? Fengzhu?"

As everyone watched, Immortal Kawashimi crawled out of the deep pit, holding something carefully with both hands.

"This is?"

Several pillars stepped forward and found that in the hands of Immortal Kawashima were some iron ornaments on his clothes and a little ashes, and the ornaments had been deformed.

"Nothing was found, only these..."

Purgatory Apricot Sururo was silent. He knew that with the weight of the explosives, the people in the center must have been wiped out and their bodies remained.

The ordinary swordsmen who were following here, including Tanjiro who was carrying Nezuko, were heartbroken.

"Swordsmen, please feel sorry."

A sound without feeling sounded.

The crowd separated, and two small shadows gradually walked out.

Inosuke glared at him and said to Tanjiro: "These are the two little dolls that appeared during the trial."

Tanjiro looked at them, they were really the two of them, one man and one woman, but they looked almost the same, and Tanjiro didn't recognize them at the beginning.

The little boy with a black hair and pretty face changed his expressionless face and said softly: "My name is Shizuki Shizuki. I was ordered by my father to succeed Shizuki as the owner."

Although he is obviously a child, his words also carry inexplicable power, which calms the listener's heart and sadness temporarily.

Next to him, the little white-haired girl was unpretentious, like a doll: "My name is Yaqiu's chicks, and I will assist my younger brother in managing the ghost killing team in the future."

Shizuya Yoshiya has five descendants, one man and four women. Shizuya Fukuya is the third son, and he inherits the position of the master. The other sisters are assisting the master to manage the ghost killing team.

Shikiya Shikiki Riya approached, walked toward Shimiya Kawami, tiptoed, raised his hand, and touched Shimiya Kawami's head.

"Wind pillar, mourn."

Then he withdrew his palm, looked around, and said loudly: "Everyone, the ghost killing team suffered a disaster this time, and the Lord of Shikiya Shizuya was unfortunately killed."

"However, all the swordsmen are still here and the ghost killing team is still here. Please take back your sadness and do not worry the deceased."

"I swear here that I will lead all the swordsmen to kill Muzanji to lay the heroic spirits of the deceased!"

"This battle will be a devastating battle and do its best. This hatred will end in blood until death!"

Like Yoya Shikiya, his voice was high and made people involuntarily convinced.

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Hearing this different, but with familiar words, Mukukawa Miya lowered his head and looked at the little boy.

Most of the swordsmen hesitated. They didn't know who the boy this boy was, and there was a bit of truth in their words.

Even though the words are convincing, ordinary swordsmen have been dealing with ghosts. Even Yoyaki Shikiya has rarely seen them, and they are not aware of the upper class.

Only pillars and some logistics personnel will understand being the master.

They are also needed to prove this time.

In peace, Purgatory Xingshoulang and Wuming Yu Xingming suddenly knelt down on one knee, and the wheel knife penetrated straight into the front ground.

"I've seen the Lord!"

"We are all in charge of the master's sword, the sword's edge is pointed at, and the heart is facing!"

In this case, the swordsmen are in a bad state, so they must stand up first and serve as a demonstration.

A simple sentence, like a signal, the rest of the pillars and swordsmen followed suit, kneeling down on one knee to swore allegiance.

The oldest purgatory Akatsuro and the strongest wailing island Xingming are enough to represent the swordsmen's wishes and make a choice for them.

Ordinary swordsmen worship the powerful pillars,

The Demon Killing Team easily re-contracted under the leadership of two pillars.

This is also the reason why Yoya Shikiya is not worried about it.

When the Lord is the spiritual leader, the core pillars are always those pillars. As long as they are still there, the swordsmen will not be shaken, and the true power of the Demon Slayer Team will not disappear.

"Okay, everyone, I will live up to expectations."

"The Millennium War will end in my Shikiya Shikikiriya!"

At this moment, the sun is rising, and the sunlight gently scatters and falls, endlessly, crossing the winding mountains and ridges a layer of vague gold edges, magnificent and magnificent.

Shiraki Shikiya, bathed in the golden sunshine, and sent out a meticulous declaration of confidence.
Chapter completed!