Planting the World Tree From Pirates

The fire was raging, and all the blood was burnt to nothing.

Black Death Mou's strongest swordsmanship, against Kamakino's Breath of the Sun Type 13... Complete defeat!

Not only that, the other brain and three hearts he had hidden in his body were also cut off!

Black Death Mou, who once swore never to fail again, tasted the taste of failure once again.

What's more tragic is that he was still defeated by the same trick.

ridiculous!

Muye's "reincarnation of fate" completely declared that his efforts over the past four hundred years were all in vain.

His so-called fourteen, fifteen, sixteen, and seventeen shapes beyond the breath of the sun are a complete joke!

Mu Ye's expression was still calm, as if killing him, the top stringer, was a trivial matter.

Looking at the incomparably beautiful leaf pattern on Muye's cheek, Hei Dead Mou was once again unable to contain the madness.

"You have also turned on the stripes. After you open the stripes, you will definitely not die!"

Makino nodded, "Yes, it's just a stripe!"

Ha ha!

The embarrassed black death Mou wants to laugh, why can you say, "It's just a stripe"!

Obviously this is a curse that can take away the lives of all the heavenly talents in the world!

"Muye, you and Yuanyi's attitude that everyone is drunk and I wake up alone is really disgusting!"

Mu Ye threw off the blood on the white deer and slowly put the white deer into the scabbard.

"Jealousy has blinded you, even if you have thousands of eyes, you can't actually see anything!"

It is ridiculous to say that he is blind!

"You sons of destiny who were born to be favored by the heavens, how have you ever seen these struggling sentient beings?"

"You can defeat us who have been studying and working hard for years as soon as you hold the sword. It must be ridiculous that clumsy efforts are made!"

Seeing the Black Death Mu, who had begun to turn into dust and was still struggling, Muye said lightly, "It's ridiculous!"

Always use your own weaknesses to compare with the strongest of others. If you don't have an unbalanced mentality, who will have an unbalanced mentality?

There are talented people in the country, each leading the way for hundreds of years.

And who can truly last forever?

Even Muye is just a humble temporary worker.

Is he ashamed?

He is still being helped by the poor every day, is he sour?

Seeing Mu Ye's dismissive smile, the black death Mu Na's eyes that had already begun to collapse, the figure of Yuan Yi appeared again.

Are all peerless geniuses so arrogant?

Your smile is really disgusting!

Black Death Mou couldn't help but recall one of the conversations he had with Yuanyi!

At that time, Enichi was the strongest swordsman in the Demon Slayer team, and he was the second.

Not only did Yuanyi create the breath of the sun that no one can inherit, but Heisha Mou also created the breath of the moon with unprecedented difficulty.

The reason why he named it "Moon" was because of his self-confidence at that time, his breathing method far surpassed all sentient beings in the world, except for fate.

That's not the realm of mortals!

But too strong also has troubles, that is - no one can inherit the breathing method!

But what Hei Dead Mou didn't expect was that Yuan Yi became inexplicably optimistic, and even showed a smile.

He was very angry just thinking that he might lose, why can you still laugh?

"Tell me, Mu Ye, as the children of destiny, are you so confident that you will never be surpassed?"

"I'm a humble temporary worker who is still struggling with the poverty line. You talk to me about being afraid of being overtaken?"

Black Death Mou can't understand.

You, who are favored by all the gods, talk about humbleness with me?

So, you guys are always so disgusting!

"How can... lose to... a guy like you!"

Black Death Mou's cells regenerate rapidly,

Has completely disappeared. The belief that he must not lose made him surpass everything!

However, Black Death Mou soon found desperately that no matter how hard he tried, the destruction of his cells was irreversible.

Although Muye has not attacked him anymore, the scorching sword energy that Muye left in his body is destroying the regeneration of his cells at all times.

Why is this so?

"It's not over yet...it should be able to regenerate...I haven't...haven't lost!"

But at this moment, Yuan Yi's already aged face reappeared in his mind.

"How pitiful, my lord!"

Hei Death Mou swung forward sharply, intending to tear apart the old age in front of him.

But where is the fate in front of him that makes him mad?

Some are just Muye's detached attitude, he is not dead, but Muye's eyes are no longer on him.

What a... jerk!

The cells ignited spontaneously, and all struggles were in vain.

After more than 400 years, Black Death Mou once again tasted defeat in the hands of the Son of Heaven.

Even if he has endured the "humiliation of living" for more than 400 years, the strength in exchange is still so insignificant.

[Am I willing to live for hundreds of years just to taste the bitter fruit of failure again? ]

[Don't I hesitate to turn into an ugly monster, and everything in exchange is still so vulnerable? ]

[Am I willing to degenerate into such a desolate creature simply because I don't want to die? ]

On his deathbed, Black Death Mou tortured himself over and over again.

......

[no! ]

Hei Dead Mou's body slowly turned to ashes, and at the same time, Hei Dead Mou finally figured out the reason why he lived to this day.

[Yinichi, I just simply want to...become you! ]

That's right!

Black Death Mou just wants to become Yuanyi, the younger brother who has been favored by gods all his life.

Mingming was born a twin, if he could choose, he would definitely choose to be the younger brother who was regarded as ominous.

Even if he is born, he is faced with the dilemma that he may be killed by his biological father. Isn't there a mother who will spare no expense?

Even if they were raised separately since childhood, from room to clothing to education, and even tea and meals are all different, isn't there a gift from the gods?

Black Death Mou still can't forget the day when he saw the diary written by his mother after his mother died.

My mother suffered from illness many years ago, and the left side of her body was increasingly out of control.

So, every time Yuanyi saw her mother come out, she ran up and hugged her left waist to help her support her body.

At that time, he just felt that Yuan Yi couldn't be separated from his mother, which was very pitiful!

If he is Yuanyi, with Yuanyi's ability to penetrate the world, he will definitely find out that his mother is seriously ill, and he will certainly be able to perform filial piety by her side.

Instead of knowing nothing, and then being completely compared by Yuanyi again, and finally being swallowed up by the endless sense of inferiority!

Yuanyi, did you ever know that you suddenly decided to leave home, leaving your father worried and sending his subordinates to look for you countless times?

If I were you, my father would definitely look for me at all costs!

After that, I got married and had children, and lived a dull life for more than ten years, and my life became boring day by day.

If I were you, this decade would have been very wonderful!

Yuanyi, did you ever know how amazing you were when you were born when my subordinates and I were defeated by a sudden evil spirit?

If I were you, it must be me who came out to save people at that time!

I will definitely become your guide, and I will teach you the breath of the sun without any selfishness!

Although, at that time, you may not be able to learn daily breathing at all.

But I will give it all, I will give it all!

Turn on the stripes, and you don't have to worry about lifespan at all.

If I were you, I would definitely not worry about dying prematurely, and I wouldn't listen to the temptation of Oni Mai Tsuji no miserable, and become a ghost!

You must be born in a human form, and leave this world proudly in a human form!

Unfortunately, this world has no ifs!

I can't be you after all!

I hate you so much, I hate you so much, but, as hundreds of years have passed, the most vivid memory in my memory is still your face that I want to forget the most!

The faces of your parents are obviously blurred, and the faces of your wife and children can't be recalled. Only you are still as bright as ever.

You are like the unique sun!

Anyone who gathers around you can only look forward to you and worship you.

No matter how hard you struggle, in the end you get nothing but pain!

I gave up my family, my wife and children, my human identity, and even the dignity of a samurai...

Even if it is done so far, is it still not enough?

You once said that those who are poor will return to the same place.

However, I can't get to the place where you are, and I can't see the world you see.

After you died, we even slaughtered the swordsmen who knew the breath of the sun, but why is your breath still in the world?

Why can't I leave anything behind?

Why is my twin me so different from you?

What was I born for in this world?

Tell me, Enichi!

Hei Death Mou was completely reduced to ashes, leaving behind a flute that he had chopped in two 400 years ago!