Collapse Iron Live Broadcast Connects All Worlds, Scares Wuzhan Away at the Beginning Chapter 073

「On the square of Belobog, a large number of citizens gathered here. Bronya endured her physical discomfort and proclaimed the rebirth of Belobog and the sacrifice of a Grand Warden to everyone.”

“Amidst the cheers of countless people, Bronya was crowned as the Grand Warden.”

“After the ceremony, Star arrived at the Clipper Fort. After a simple congratulation, the group informed Bronya that Jarilo-VI would not return to normal in the short term.”

“But contrary to their expectations of disappointment, Bronya didn’t show much sadness on her face. She believed that without the Stellaron, this planet already had a future. Moreover, she agreed with Mr. Welt’s words, believing in the will of the people of Belobog and that this planet would be revitalized.”

“They will also wait for the Trailblazer to return one day, even if it takes another seven hundred years. The children of Belobog will always look up at the stars with hope.”

“Even if the ending isn’t perfect, this is enough.”

“Walking out of the Clipper Fort, March 7th suddenly asked curiously, ‘Bronya said she’s willing to wait another seven hundred years for us… Dan Heng, how old can the longest-lived human live?’”

“Dan Heng’s tone suddenly became heavy. He seemed to have remembered something and sighed, ‘…Endless. But, that can no longer be called human.’”

“Oh? Could it be that this Dan Heng has seen our elves?” Selie was slightly surprised.

“The life of an elf is almost eternal… This is also why the demons have always wanted to kill all elves, using their near-infinite lives to study magic and accumulate experience, making them extremely difficult to kill.”

“Lady Selie… my opinion differs from yours.” Jian Ze thought for a moment and said, “The universe where Star and the others are located has many worlds, and different worlds must have different humans.”

“Perhaps there is a world… where their lifespans are similar to elves.”

“Well, that’s certainly possible.” Selie narrowed her eyes, “But if we really encounter a long-lived species… the top combat power of that world must be stronger than Seele, Bronya and the others, after all, the lives of Belobog people are too short.”

“Exquisite skills can only be turned into dust by time…”

Selie recalled Seele’s amazing skills. Looking at the entire continent, it would be difficult to find a warrior with better skills than her. Thinking that such talent was destined to grow old, her heart, as still as an ancient well, couldn’t help but ripple slightly.

At the same moment in the Demon Slayer world, Muzan was frightened by Dan Heng’s words.

“Endless life… isn’t that what they are?”

“And they can’t be called humans anymore, which matches them demons perfectly – although they wear a human-like exterior, they have long gone against the identity of humans.”

“Could it be that Dan Heng knows the world they are in?”

“In an instant, Muzan’s muscles tensed up, and beads of sweat rolled down his forehead. His eyes became bloodshot due to extreme congestion, as if countless red spiders were clawing inside -”

“He doesn’t want to face Dan Heng, Star and the others… especially Welt and Himeko.”

“Muzan was certain in his heart that if they really met on a narrow road one day, he would be prepared to abandon all Upper Moons, even sacrificing most of his body, as long as… it could buy him a chance of survival!”

“After taking photos with Hook, Clara and others, Star was finally able to return to the Goethe Grand Hotel for a good night’s sleep.”

“The next second, the scene in the light curtain quickly changed, and Sampo appeared in the center of the screen. From a distance, he was chatting endlessly with someone.”

“’-Yeah, it was really a close call at the time, but fortunately, Sampo had a flash of inspiration: Hey! I don’t have to be the protagonist, do I? We’ll just be masked jesters, right?’”

“’-It turns out that the Astral Express crew is more interesting than I thought! You like it very much? Really? Hahaha… it’s a masterpiece.’”

“The perspective shifted, and he wasn’t talking to anyone in the picture, but chatting seriously with a broken TV.”

“’-…No, no, I don’t want to leave here yet. What? Epsilon? What’s so fun about that place of extravagance and debauchery? ”The more joy that reflects the dignity of human nature, the higher the level of joy“ – that’s what’s interesting!’”

“’-Okay, bye. Say hello to the brothers and sisters at the tavern for me, and don’t forget to tell them – say you’re looking forward to my old Sampo’s next show! Now I’m going to take a bow.’”

“As he said that, Sampo suddenly turned around and bowed.”

“In an instant, green eyes smiled.”

“As if seeing through the light curtain, seeing everyone in all worlds. He narrowed his eyes slightly… the signature smile, is displayed for all viewers.”

“This story is dedicated to you, dear audience – I wonder if you have gained a little joy from it?”

“’-If you say no, ah, Sampo will be sad.’”

The two understated sentences immediately sent shivers down the spines of countless people.

The first to bear the brunt was Muzan, whose whole body was trembling at a visible frequency. He trembled so much that the other Upper Moon demons all felt a inexplicable palpitation.

“Mu, Muzan-sama…”

Douma took two steps forward, intending to comfort him, but suddenly Muzan’s right arm rapidly swelled into a terrifying tentacle, sweeping across the floor in front of Douma with a “bang”, and Douma’s lower body was instantly torn to pieces by the tentacle, accompanied by wisps of rising smoke.

This was simply venting his anger.

Although this attack would not kill Douma, the excessiveness still made several Upper Moons break out in cold sweat.

Muzan’s face was contorted with veins, and he let out a series of low roars from his throat. The tentacles kept pounding the ground, making deafening noises: “He’s watching us! He must be hiding in some corner I don’t know… watching us!”

“He, he’s observing… no, he must have some kind of plan…”

“…Find! Find him for me! Be sure to find him!”

Muzan roared hoarsely.

It had been hundreds of years since Muzan had been seen in such a state of disarray. The Upper Moon demons were all dumbfounded. Hantengu, Upper Moon Four, had already hid, trembling. Gyokko, Upper Moon Five, was afraid, but still mustered the courage to ask:

“Master, that Blue Spider Lily…”

Before he could finish his words, a tentacle had shattered the pot under him, wrapped around his neck, and slowly lifted him out of the pot.

In Muzan’s eyes, the bright red seemed even deeper.

“…What did you say?”

The tentacle increased its force, and the sound of bones breaking could be faintly heard.

Gyokko trembled all over, but he knew that even if he was strangled to death at this moment, he could not resist, let alone be disrespectful. He could only humbly utter a voice as thin as a mosquito, begging for forgiveness.

“Yes, yes, Master.”