Crossover anime/manga, can you be my immortal companion for life?

The swordsman's weapon seemed to encounter immense resistance in the deep sea; a strike that would normally shatter a wall if unleashed with full force failed to even touch the monster here.

The other party stopped its meandering movement not far away, and Kirito felt a pulling force in his abdomen the next moment.

His vision quickly faded into darkness.

It was tentacles! That thing had wrapped itself in tentacles! It was trying to drag itself into the oxygen-free deep sea below!

The oppressive atmosphere and the dizziness that returned from being so close to this thing filled Kirito's mind.

Kirito bit his lip to stay awake, letting the blood spread in the sea, his willpower strong enough to challenge the game system he once knew.

Raising the vajra, Kirito stabbed at the tentacle coiled around his waist.

"Wow!"

The bubbles rose from the sea, but didn't poke anything.

As if it had been expected, the other party casually released and withdrew the tentacles, and the next moment it tightened around Kirito's hand that was holding the weapon.

The next moment, with a tremendous pulling force, Kirito felt his lung being pierced.

Unable to see anything, Kirito closed his eyes again, but feeling the terrifying pain, he could roughly guess that the thing seemed to have impaled him on one of the thorns on its back.

Immediately afterwards, he felt an even more intense and excruciating pain.

Because it seemed that some kind of liquid was being released from the thorn and sprayed onto his body.

For some reason, this reminded Kirito of how everyone often used their own blood as an enchantment to kill enemies.

However, this suited him perfectly. He reached down to the two grenades that Qian Hezhen had given him and pulled the pins.

That's right, if he understood correctly, this was Kazuma's planned delaying tactic.

This thing will explode in five to six seconds.

While the power of firearms is drastically reduced underwater to a comical level, grenades are different; even the shrapnel or the steel balls inside can become extremely comical due to water pressure.

However, the impact force will not be the same! In fact, the range of influence will increase several times over.

Just like how the gale-force winds generated by Glagi's movement on land would not put any pressure on the group, but in the water, it had the effect of a giant dragon flapping its wings, making Kirito feel powerless!

However, the moment Kirito pulled the ring...

He suddenly felt a lightness in front of him. When he opened his eyes again, he realized that the yellow eye stalks had been observing his every move from beginning to end.

Even his action of pulling the pin on the grenade—perhaps that thing didn't understand what Kirito's action meant, but its profound wisdom still allowed it to immediately pull Kirito off itself.

No, perhaps it's worse than that; it's merely toying with this self-proclaimed hunter.

but!

"Boo!"

A massive explosion will erupt at extremely close range in the next instant!

Hand grenades don't just detonate by waiting for a countdown. Modern military technology has given them another way of exploding: hitting the target or landing!

Just now, Kirito once again swung the Vajra, which had missed its target multiple times underwater, but this time he didn't miss! He hit the grenade directly in the water!

A large number of bubbles, accompanied by a huge shockwave, detonated another one. Kirito's body was instantly shaken to the point of almost being torn to pieces by the terrifying power, and the weapon he was holding sank into the sea.

Then, along with Kirito's body, they disappeared in the flames that ignited even underwater.

On the boat, Kazuma, who had casually picked up a bag full of things, was taken aback.

He seemed to hear some kind of loud noise, and the next moment a large number of bubbles began to rise around the ship, and the water surface seemed to ripple with layers of waves emanating from this point.

He glanced at the safe he had hacked open with an axe, and his luck, as always, kicked in.

He located the bomb accurately on his first try, but now he needs to figure out how to put it on the thing's head, or at least get it off the ship.

185

Chapter 185 I've Taken Off and Feel Good.

Nagasaki Motoyo suddenly woke up from her dream. She had a very, very long dream, so long that she thought it was all real.

Not only her, but the crowd rushing towards the Metropolitan Police Department's cordon also paused for a moment, and people looked at each other seemingly bewildered.

But the next moment, their madness erupted again.

Kerry looked at the completely disfigured Kirito corpse that had suddenly appeared at his feet and tightened his grip on the things in his hands.

This was a simple thing that he and Xiangzi made together, with a thick hemp rope tightly securing the handle of Xiangzi's small sickle.

Staying on the shore with no enemies and not being able to go into the water to fight, the two were as confused as the casual audience members who listened to KSM three times back then, and as anxious as Lisa who discovered that Minato Yuki wanted to destroy the group. They could only make some pre-battle preparations first.

The two immediately turned to look in the direction of the ship, and then they saw it.

Kazuma, carrying a backpack, swam toward the shore where Kerry and the others were.

Actually, using "游" (yóu, meaning to travel or roam) as a description is not appropriate.

In fact, Kazuma took a lifebuoy from the ship, put his upper body through the ring of the lifebuoy, and kicked his legs vigorously.

This isn't like they've never swum before; throwing most mammals directly into the water and letting them paddle around would probably be more efficient than this.

Fortunately, He Zhen's physical strength was beyond that of ordinary people. Huge waves were splashed out by his feet, and he struggled to rush to the shore.

He didn't know if Kirito and Glagi's explosion would allow that thing to escape, but if it did, there was nothing he could do.

For Kazuma, getting rid of that thing wasn't an unacceptable outcome.

If they don't let it escape, then they will have to rely heavily on these underwater bombs if they continue fighting. Similarly, Kazuma doesn't know how long it will take for the other side to recover if it doesn't escape.

But he knew that the ship was getting further and further away from the shore toward the Rainbow Bridge, and if he hesitated now, he would be lowering his chances of winning.

So he jumped without hesitation.

Of course, although her inner thoughts were so meticulous, what she showed was...

"Please don't come up! Don't come up! Don't come up!"

Kazuma shouted and kicked his legs wildly, revealing an expression that resembled that of a goddess being captured by a frog monster.

But without a doubt, his rough swimming technique, which splashed up waves, was like sending his coordinates into a dark forest.

Thirty meters! Fifteen meters! Ten meters!

He had reached the shore and met Kerry, who was waiting to meet him.

Kerry stood in front of the wooden bridge, while Xiangzi swung a sickle attached to a rope next to him, seemingly trying to hook his lifebuoy, but the distance was still too far.

Just a little closer...

However, a familiar feeling came from below, and Kazuma's back door tightened.

"Kerry! You bastard, you have to hold on to him!"

Kazuma, supporting himself with one hand on the lifebuoy, threw the bag he was holding away.

The next moment, Kazuma felt a threat coming from below, and he wanted to imitate Kirito by pulling the pin on the grenade at his waist and detonating his thing below.

But what greeted him was not the monster's gaping maw or tentacles, but a tremendous impact.

"Whoaaah!"

Kazuma let out a scream, and Kerry, who barely caught the small bag that Kazuma threw at him with the side of his sword, looked up.

That's where He Zhen is.

It's like a seal being whipped into the air by an orca's tail, or like a ball being lifted up by a dolphin during an animal show.

Kazuma screamed as he was whipped into the air by the tail of a giant slug with sharp spikes. He spun wildly in the air, creating a splash, before falling back down and sinking into the sea.

Kazuma Sato is dead...

Then, less than a second after he entered the sea, news of his death arrived.

Something that has to dodge a bullet can't be completely immune to the effects of an explosion, but that's not enough. It's not enough for Him to give up this excellent territory that can directly connect to the dreams of 100 million people.

After finally encountering a problem, he was summoned out by his believers and then swept up by a whirlwind to this wonderful place.

He couldn't understand why the man on the shore, who seemed like a child of the sea but wasn't, would bring his powerful retinue to fight him for territory.

If we were to describe His feelings in a way that humans could understand, it would be something like:

While humans, as weak and intelligent beings, are certainly a good renewable resource, they are not even considered a resource in the eyes of most ancient beings. To them, humans are like ants that have built nests by the roadside.

Even when called by humans, just like ants spelling out their own names, they might look down to see what's going on and then reward them with something they think is decent. Or perhaps the ants, having spelled out their own names, find it strange and go up to pour a pot of boiling water.

What's even stranger is that he later treated those ants as his own, and whenever other ants or people came and bullied them, he would kick them.

It's rare for someone like Him to treat such weak, intelligent beings as resources and actively lure them in. The other party's nature doesn't seem to be the type that needs resources. As a result, after the other party discovered Him, He kept pestering Him. Even after He came out to say that He had no intention of fighting, His followers came out at the same time to recruit humans. His followers then killed His followers.

Even though it didn't seem very strong, it acted as if it wouldn't allow Him to stay! So He wanted to get revenge! He went into the dreams of the other's followers to tempt them, but that guy came knocking on His door again!

Of course, the thinking of the ancient gods is not so simple, nor can it be understood by the logic of the human world. Sometimes the ancient gods hate and kill each other without any reason. This can only be considered an analogy.

A roar, as if venting anger, came from the monster's mouth. Then, several people on the shore raised their guns and aimed them at it. Amidst the hail of bullets, the monster once again submerged underwater in Tokyo Bay.

"Tsk!"

Kerry lowered the gun barrel and clicked his tongue slightly as he looked at the water, which had regained its former waves.

That cunning thing never showed any intention of coming ashore, maintaining a posture that allowed it to both attack and defend. If it weren't for that, given the intensity of the attack, where even bullets had to be dodged, if it hadn't run away, the people would probably have been cut down within half an hour of its continuous resurrection.

"Phew... Kazuma's back?"

Kirito's first words after being resurrected were actually about Kazuma.

"Here are the things he brought."

Kerry waved the bag in his hand. He had just confirmed that it contained the underwater bomb they were talking about, and he had even asked how to use it.

"That's good! It seems that thing really is there!"

Kirito picked up his bass bag from Kerry's feet and stood up.

186

Chapter 186 Submarines, no longer needed!

At this point, not only Kerry and his group were at a loss.