Chapter 302: The Demon King Used as a Meat Shield

"Impossible!"

Although Muzan Kibutsuji has flaws in his personality, it is precisely because of his sensitivity and defects that he cannot possibly trust or submit to anyone.

In his eyes, submitting is no different from handing his life over to Orochimaru; he could absolutely never agree to it.

He would rather gamble that after self-destructing, his scattered fragments would not be completely devoured by Orochimaru's undead creatures than agree to Orochimaru.

Pretend to submit?

Even he himself possesses the means to control ordinary demons, and he is very worried that Orochimaru would use the same methods to deal with him.

"You, who cannot even overcome death, are actually unwilling to become my subordinate?"

Orochimaru is very surprised; he did not expect Muzan Kibutsuji's defensiveness to be this strong. He laughs: "Since that is the case, then buy back the life you cherish so much from my hands."

"Five hundred thousand Reward Points."

A cowardly soul, yet it can actually possess such a strong will to live; no wonder it could be chosen by the game merchant.

Sure enough, no player should be underestimated.

"I cannot afford that."

Muzan Kibutsuji looks troubled. Upon hearing that Orochimaru is willing to bypass him, a desire for survival erupts in his eyes, but his vision goes black after hearing the astronomical price for his life.

He has already figured out the exchange rate between Demon Slayer World assets and Reward Points.

Although he has lived for thousands of years, he has poured all his energy into searching for the Blue Spider Lily,

and furthermore, after becoming the Demon King, he does not need to eat or drink, so there is no need to accumulate those useless assets; when he wants them, he can simply turn some wealthy person into a demon.

Therefore, even if he exchanged all his current assets, at most it would only be one hundred thousand Reward Points.

It is not even as much as the assets of Kagaya Ubuyashiki, the head of the Demon Slayer Corps, an organization hidden from ordinary people.

"It doesn't matter, we can sign a contract."

Orochimaru takes out a piece of parchment.

【First-tier Contract Scroll】: After the contract is established, the contents of the contract will be forcibly executed until the contract ends.

This is a Rule-type Item dropped by a Commander Level monster.

Usually, players sign contracts when hunting monsters in teams to avoid disputes, or when family-based players hire solo players for help.

A situation like Orochimaru using it to sign an unequal contract with the "Scum Boss" is a first.

After all,

ordinary players would not be threatened; even if their Life Lock is in a cooldown state after death, at most they would only lose some skills, equipment, and Experience Value.

But Muzan Kibutsuji is different. He rules the night of the Demon Slayer World by relying on his Demonized body; once he dies and drops it, whether he can continue to live is a question.

Of course,

Muzan Kibutsuji could also gamble that what drops after death is only a Blood Demon Art, or some item that the game classifies as equipment or a skill.

But does he dare to gamble? He does not.

Having been shrouded in the shadow of death before he was even born in the womb, he is completely afraid to take any risks; even if the probability of death is not absolute, he does not want to gamble.

In the end, Muzan Kibutsuji chooses to sign the contract, needing to repay tens of thousands of Reward Points every month.

The trace of goodwill he felt toward a fellow being vanishes completely.

He is well aware of the preciousness of Reward Points. He stares at Orochimaru with cold eyes and says: "Can I leave now?"

He must reach the nearest town to purchase a Life Lock.

When the Life Lock is on cooldown, he will not leave the town even if the sky falls.

When he was first threatened by Orochimaru, Muzan Kibutsuji quietly studied the game functions and discovered that by spending five hundred Reward Points, he could open the game map for a limited time.

He has already found a town designated as a Safe Zone: 【Elvengard】.

Damn Hantengu!

"You may."

Seeing the black text appear before his eyes indicating the contract was successful, Orochimaru sticks out his tongue with satisfaction and licks the corner of his mouth.

Just at this moment,

Muzan Kibutsuji suddenly feels a dry heat, and the skin exposed to the air actually begins to burn.

The intense burning and pain make him unable to help but lift his head, looking toward the source of the scorching heat.

"Orochimaru!"

Uzumaki Naruto, his whole body burning with Holy Flame, is as dazzling as a torch, swinging a giant golden Claymore as he descends from the sky.

Orochimaru twists his body,

his arms covered in tough snake skin, filled with dense Dead Spirit Curse runes,

crossing them to block the crashing Claymore.

Bang.

The ground caves in.

With Orochimaru at the center, the earth beneath his feet shatters, and dust and rocks fly everywhere.

Muzan Kibutsuji is not caught in the blast, but just by feeling the temperature of the golden flames burning on the Claymore, his skin curls up like fish meat.

"Are players from other worlds all monsters? Even Sun Breathing cannot achieve this level of burning sensation."

Taking advantage of the collapsing ground, Muzan Kibutsuji explodes like a balloon, his entire body of flesh and blood turning into countless fragments, flying off in all directions.

"Since we have signed a contract, we are allies. Mr. Demon King, help me."

Hearing Orochimaru's cold voice from behind,

the flesh and blood of Muzan Kibutsuji, scattered into fragments, cannot help but tremble, and he flees even faster.

However,

the Necrotic Army summoned by Orochimaru very keenly senses the remaining parts of Muzan's flesh that contain Dark Energy and devours them all completely.

The undead that consumed Muzan's flesh and blood all underwent frantic, grotesque mutations.

In the shocked gaze of Uzumaki Naruto, they twisted and fused into a giant Tank that bore a partial resemblance to Muzan.

"What on earth is this monster?"

Uzumaki Naruto's Holy Flame, upon coming into contact with the giant infant formed by the undead creatures, actually began to extinguish.

The giant Tank, containing dense Dark Energy, blocked the offensive of the Shendian Knights.

"There is no absolute restraint; even the Holy Light will be swallowed by ultimate darkness."

Orochimaru flicked his snake-like tongue, his greedy and sinister gaze fixed tightly on Uzumaki Naruto as he said, "I look forward to the day I turn you into a Fallen Shendian Knight, Uzumaki Naruto."

As for him now,

he had long since ceased to crave the Sharingan; that kind of low-level curse-type chakra had massive side effects, and even the abilities Awakened by the Mangekyo Sharingan barely reached Tier 1 Peak.

To his current self, the precious bodies of players like Tsunade and Uzumaki Naruto were his true pursuit.

"In your dreams!"

Uzumaki Naruto recalled the destroyed village, his dimming Holy Flame burning frantically as he roared, "I absolutely cannot watch an evil guy like you continue to wreak havoc on the ninja world and incite war!"

His original intention and dream had never changed.

That was to become a hero recognized by everyone—to be the Hokage, and also a hero.

If it were anyone else,

he might still hold back and try to persuade them, unleashing his "Talk-no-Jutsu," but an evil villain like Orochimaru should not be forgiven or spared.

"Naruto, is Konoha absolute light? Does the Third Hokage you respect not have a history of destroying the village? You know very well whether the evidence of crimes I exposed was fabricated by me."

Orochimaru spread his arms, and a pitch-black coffin emerged; the coffin door swung open, and two undead swordsmen wielding Purple short swords stepped out.

Countless undead and skeleton swordsmen surrounded Uzumaki Naruto in a tight circle.

"I will become the Hokage!"

Trapped in the encirclement of the undead, Uzumaki Naruto's gaze was firm, and the swirling Holy Flame did not waver in the slightest.

His resonant and powerful voice pierced through the sea of undead, "Wherever the leaves dance, the fire will burn, and the Shadow of the fire will illuminate the village."

"I will change everything!"

"There will be no more young children sent to the battlefield. I am the leaf, and I am the fire. If that is still not enough, then burn me to ashes to illuminate every dark corner of the village!"

(End of this chapter)