Excitement subsided, and Fang Bo gradually calmed down. Thinking carefully, and completing the destiny task too early was not necessarily a good thing.
First, he lacked the massive amount of merit points needed for conversion.
Not being able to become a follower meant that the Jorogumo’s strength would remain constant.
At most, after awakening, its attributes would slightly increase.
To accumulate merit points, it would be best to take a trip to the spatial battlefield and come back with everything needed.
Second, completing the awakening too easily meant the increase in strength would be minimal.
Devouring a Hantengu for such a small gain likely meant the “Ghost King Spider” was less valuable than he imagined.
Shikigami Summoning is a C-level skill, and its rating is directly tied to the shikigami.
Even after completing the destiny task, the Jorogumo would still be an SR-level shikigami, far from being comparable to monsters like Shuten-douji, Great Tengu, or Yoto Hime.
In other words, the C-level summoning couldn’t be upgraded to B-level unless additional strength was gained on top of the existing foundation.
“If I could devour Muzan, what would that look like?”
Gathering his strength, Fang Bo decided to support the other battlefield.
There had been no news from there for a long time, indicating that the battle between Love Hashira and Gyokko was still ongoing. If he went now, he might be able to pick up the pieces.
Even if his involvement was minimal and he didn’t get any good equipment, at least he could grab the corpse of an Upper Moon demon.
As for Mist Hashira Muichiro Tokito, he was already lying on the ground, and any random demon fish could kill him.
“Don’t worry about me, go help them,” Muichiro said weakly, gazing blankly at the sky.
It was unclear what he was thinking.
Seeing this, Fang Bo left with his shikigami, trying to find the trace of another Upper Moon demon in the village.
“Gyokko must be troubling the village chief by now.”
“I’ll observe from a distance; if I can fight, I will. If not, I’ll find a way to buy time.”
After fighting for so long, the long night was about to end, and daylight would come in no more than three hours.
By then, even if Love Hashira and Mist Hashira died, he could still complete the hidden task of protecting the Swordsmith Village.
Of course, this would mean his world mission might fail, and losing two major forces would leave the outcome of the Infinity Castle battle uncertain.
“So, if you can help, you should help.”
Looking at his dwindling energy, Fang Bo wasn’t sure what he could do.
Elsewhere, the Love Hashira Kanroji Mitsuri, who had activated her Mark, was relentlessly pursuing the enemy.
“Damn, what kind of monster is this woman?!” Gyokko was frustrated.
His Blood Demon Art, Blood Prison Pot, which had never failed, was broken by sheer force from this woman.
She looked slender, but who knew she was an incredibly rare muscle type?
“You must be single and miserable.”
Gyokko’s snide remark made Mitsuri explode with rage, activating her Mark and relentlessly attacking him.
Feeling cornered, Gyokko revealed his true form, hoping to prove his dominance.
He nearly got sliced to pieces; fortunately, Missouri wasn’t fast enough to decapitate him.
“This woman is terrifying, I need to keep my distance.”
Overly cautious, Gyokko forgot about the other enemy present.
When a sharp spike pierced his chest, he realized and turned to see a man who looked more demonic than him.
The doctor, having activated his monster form, approached with a sharp thorn in his hand.
Gyokko dodged, but the spike hit him each time.
He guessed the enemy had a special ability to lock onto the target, making dodging useless.
Luckily, the attacks weren’t powerful, and he could block them easily.
“Forget him, focus on the woman.”
As the enemy paused, Mitsuri rushed in like a whirlwind, her flexible Nichirin Blade covering Gyokko.
Love Breathing Second Form: Love Pangs Circling!
Why could Kanroji Mitsuri force Gyokko to reveal his true form?
Her movement speed might not be the fastest, but her attack speed was top-notch among the Hashira. Her whip-like sword could unleash attacks faster than Sound Hashira.
Combined with her superhuman strength, she was the formidable Kanroji Mitsuri.
Gyokko learned through blood and tears: keep moving, don’t stand still.
Seeing the enemy fleeing, the doctor fell into deep thought.
In his mind, a heated debate raged.
“Let me handle this, how dare they ignore me?”
“Shut up, the gunslinger is just a bad match for the enemy.”
“Stop pretending to be the good guy, remember you were the first personality.”
“So what? I love him the most.”
From a young age, the doctor worked in a mental hospital.
Of course, he was mainly the one being studied.
The doctor suffered from severe mental illness, with seven personalities in his mind.
Not just simple schizophrenia; each personality has its thoughts and takes turns controlling the body.
Including the doctor’s personality, there was even a bizarre story of one personality falling in love with another.
His childhood was filled with endless research until “they” learned to disguise the illness, finally escaping the hospital.
Many things happened afterward, leading him and the other six personalities to the reincarnation space.
Here, his condition worsened as the space deemed it a rare special talent.
Other reincarnators had one talent, sometimes two.
But the doctor had seven talents, one for each personality, working independently.
The target-locking ability was one of them, allowing a guaranteed hit at the cost of 1 point of mental energy.
Gyokko ignored the minor damage, leading to ridicule from other personalities.
“Quiet,” a personality interrupted, “We’re low on mental energy; listen if you don’t want to die.”
As silence fell, the speaker continued, “The enemy is agile, our attacks are weak, assist the woman.”
“Find the enemy’s next move and end the fight quickly.”
The personalities understood and looked at the dormant main personality.
“Wake him, the self-destructive main personality?”
“Unless you want to die with the woman?”
Their conversation seemed long but was instant in the real world.
When the “doctor” looked up again, his expression and demeanor had changed.
Canceling the monster transformation, he slowly approached the fighting Mitsuri and Gyokko.
His hollow eyes watched quietly, not rushing to act.
“It should be here.”
Following his intuition, Fang Bo moved towards the battlefield.
He sensed a strong presence fading, indicating the battle was over.
“Still late,” he thought, seeing the exhausted Mitsuri and the looter doctor.
They must have killed Gyokko together.
Recalling his tough fight with Hantengu, he knew a fierce battle had occurred.
To avoid misunderstanding, Fang Bo didn’t approach and checked on Mitsuri.
“You’re the new Spider Pillar?” Mitsuri waved warmly, having observed him.
Her evaluation: “Average looking, but artistically inclined,” adding him to her potential partners.
Most joined the Demon Slayer Corps to fight evil or for personal revenge.
But Mitsuri just wanted to find love, fearing she’d miss the right age for marriage.
If Fang Bo knew, he might reassure her.
Those with the Mark don’t live past 25, so why worry about marriage?
Seeing her pitiful state, he held back his comforting words.
Now, his focus was on the reincarnation.
Few joined the Demon Slayer world, and fewer survived this long.
In cooperation mode, some might be slacking, but they weren’t worth his attention.
The doctor’s help in killing Gyokko showed his strength, a valuable ally for the final battle.
Many powerful Twelve Kizuki demons remained, all extremely dangerous, with unknown variables.
If possible, he wanted to strengthen his side, especially with valuable rewards.
About to greet the doctor, the hidden task completion notification is interrupted.
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