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

Despite this, he knew that he and his folding fan couldn't hold out for long, and it seemed that the other side had even sent someone to find a hammer or similar tool.

He could only hope that his eldest daughter was alright. As he thought about it, he felt like crying. Who knew what kind of pain and despicable things would happen to him, his daughter, and his wife if they fell into the hands of these people?

Just then, a boy's shout came from over there.

"Hey, you next door! When the time is right, run away with your family!"

"what?"

The next moment after that sound, the door next door opened, and the people outside seemed to scream and gasp in fear.

"Ahhh! Don't come any closer!"

At the same time, Goto Naoki felt the force of the impact outside the door lessen. Although he suspected that this was a trick staged by the other party to trick him into opening the door, he considered that if he dragged it out, he would be finished. He couldn't possibly jump out the window with his still unconscious daughter. With the idea of ​​taking a gamble on his last hope, Goto Naoki opened the door.

What met his eyes was...fire!

Something engulfed in flames was struggling to drive the people away in the hall.

"go!"

He scooped up his daughter and called to his wife. The two grabbed a wrench they had found earlier, and without even caring that their valuables were still in the cupboard, Goto Naoki rushed out first.

Downstairs, feeling the familiar pain of his body being burned by flames, he let out a strange scream, but as he screamed, he used his body, which felt stronger than ever before, to pounce on those guys.

Pour shoe polish onto the quilt, then light the quilt with a match, and then drape the burning quilt over yourself!

Sato Kazuma, grinning maliciously, had his head bleeding profusely from being struck by a flying pair of iron pincers, but that did not stop him from continuing his actions.

He poured the cooking oil he found downstairs onto the doorway of the hall, letting the tables, chairs, cushions, and tatami mats burn like his own body. Finally, he stood in front of the door and was struck squarely on the forehead by a kitchen knife.

[Sato Kazuma is dead and awaiting resurrection...]

...

Naoki Goto, holding his daughter, used the last of his physical strength. Thinking of the burning figure he had just seen, he felt a mix of emotions, but there was no time to think about it now. He had to get back to his car immediately.

Fortunately, the place where he parked wasn't far away, and he immediately got in with his wife and daughter.

But when he floored the accelerator, a feeling of terror suddenly arose in his heart.

The car's tires were locked with a heavy lock!

Even with the engine working at full power, the car, with the lock having broken through the plastic of the car's exterior, managed to crawl forward a short distance.

Meanwhile, even more people had gathered from afar.

"It's over..."

Naoki Goto slumped off the steering wheel, looking at his wife, whose face was also deathly pale, and their young daughter in her arms.

But at that moment, two beams of high beams came with a long whistle.

"wayyyyy!"

A cargo truck, carrying immense momentum, chased after the group.

Naoki Goto then realized that those people didn't seem to be looking for him; they were just being run over by that car and running around everywhere!

Chapter Twenty-One: Do You Want to Dance Too?

"Hehe! Do you like it?"

Kerry slammed on the gas, swerved wildly, and ran over anything that couldn't escape in time.

The truck's yellow high beams seemed to transform into the gaze of death, illuminating everything in their path with terrified screams.

"Whoa! Damn it! My hand!"

"Aaaaaah! Don't come any closer!"

"boom!"

"Click! Click!"

The screaming crowd sounded like a swarm of field mice squealing and fleeing, adding an extra layer of liveliness to the already bustling village at night.

"Dayou! Isn't that your car?"

"I forgot to bring it when I left home; I should have left it with my son... Oh no! My family!"

Hearing the screams and wails, Kerry showed no mercy, crushing the source of the scents as if he were operating a combine harvester.

Because the car is tall enough, there's no need to even turn on the windshield wipers to clean the bloodstains.

"I'm... I'm saved?" Sitting in his car, Goto Naoki stared blankly at the vehicle that was crashing through the crowd like a Tyrannosaurus Rex, his face stiff.

Just moments ago, those villagers seemed like a pack of wolves he had encountered in the dead of night in the wilderness, filling him with a sense of despair and powerlessness.

He deeply regretted bringing his wife and daughter on this trip; he had tried his best but still needed others' life-risking help to escape; the despair he felt when he found the car locked after getting in—all of this was caused by them.

But at this moment, those demons that had once brought him utter despair scattered like mice seeing a cat.

Some of the faster ones managed to escape into alleys or buildings where cars couldn't easily pass, but most were simply no match for the speed of the trucks.

Watching helplessly as a group of people were slammed against the wall just a few meters away, and several others were run over by the wheels, causing the huge truck to lurch and sway, leaving behind a trail of blood and screams, Goto Naoki swallowed hard.

He knew the Metropolitan Police Department wouldn't do that, so could the few outsiders in this village be another college student from the next house? These... students these days are terrifying...

At the same time, watching this scene was Goto Ichiri, who had run out of the temple.

Seeing the scene that made her want to vomit, her brain went blank again, but with a wider perspective, she saw something even more horrifying.

The crushed flesh and blood... seem to be wriggling and crawling back up...

Despite the strong smell of blood that could reach his nostrils even through the window, Klee remained unfazed. He had already questioned the monk who had lost his head, and every household in the village was aware of the situation, or at least involved in providing assistance; there was no need to hold back.

Yes, the leaves in the mouths of those two monks were definitely not Da Hong Pao or Yunwu tea; they were genuine illegal drugs.

As for ghouls and cannibals, Kree just hoped they weren't the kind he remembered; if they were, then things would be terrible.

Shiki is a very old anime, but the story is still quite interesting.

The story mainly revolves around the female protagonist, Kirishiki Sako, who was turned into a ghoul after being sucked blood by a man on a ship a hundred years ago. She then accidentally came across a novel and felt a strong connection with the protagonist who had to kill in order to survive. As a result, she took the family she had captured and moved into Sotoba Village as a wealthy household.

Deaths begin to occur in the village, and ultimately, with the help of the protagonist Toshio Ozaki and the second male lead Natsuno Yuuki, who, although transformed into a ghoul, still sides with humans, the villagers transform from the hunted into the hunters, and then ruthlessly ensnare the ghouls. 8

Although it's a long time ago, some plot points are still memorable. For example, the ghouls retain their rationality and memories after being transformed. They are people who are afraid of light, live by drinking blood, and are difficult to kill. However, Toshio Ozaki was able to conduct cruel experiments on his wife after she became a ghoul, even amidst her screams, in order to find a way to kill this monster.

Furthermore, the villagers held an extremely abstract materialism. When the doctor, Toshio Ozaki, claimed that the place was haunted, the villagers insisted that it must be an infectious disease, refusing to engage in feudal superstition. In the end, to prove the existence of the Shiki, Toshio Ozaki, who was being threatened by the Shiki at the festival, turned around and stabbed the Shiki with his sword, allowing everyone to watch as the Shiki's wound healed, and uniting to fight the monster.

Of course, there's also the one with the highest blood pressure. In the end, the monk who wrote that novel that caused the Shiki to come here finally realized that he just wanted to be free and do what he wanted according to his own heart. He betrayed the main character of the human camp and drove away to Tokyo with the female protagonist as the ending of the anime.

Kree had long accepted how flawed this world was, and he wasn't frowning because he thought these things would be troublesome if they were the ghouls.

Because the ghouls in my memory are basically the weakest kind of zombies that only die when their blood circulation stops, or maybe that's what they are. After all, the name "ghoul" was just something Toshio Ozaki put on the list when he was researching.

Aside from a very rare few who transform into werewolves who are immune to sunlight, can survive without bloodsucking, and possess incredible strength, most ordinary ghouls are not particularly powerful except for their night vision.

What troubled Kerry was that if this really was that thing, then Japan might only have one branch. But even if it was just the vampire that infected the female protagonist back then, it would probably have produced a whole bunch of offspring over the past few hundred years. If there was more than one hundreds of years ago, then wouldn't this world be full of such things?

Clifton realized that even his role as a demon hunter was useless; he might have to wear a reverse swastika armband, grow a mustache, and lead a group to capture vampires and imprison them in gas chambers.

However, just as if to confirm his bad premonition, Kerry, who had been paying attention to the villagers he had knocked down, also saw the writhing flesh under the light.

"Tsk!"

Kerry immediately decided to finish them off. With an awkward U-turn, Kerry prepared to give all the people he had just run over or bumped but hadn't run over a free full-body massage.

However, just as he was turning around, something suddenly pierced through the glass and went straight into the driver's cab.

Kerry looked up and saw a white-haired young man wearing glasses, who was holding a cane inserted into the driver's seat to stabilize himself. He had appeared on the side of the car door at some point.

At that moment, his staff, due to the immense strength of the user, pierced through Kree's side waist.

"Please forgive me, benefactor."

"A monk, or rather a werewolf, who murdered a senior from his village many years ago and fled to Tokyo with the culprit Kirishiki Sako, who had killed most of the villagers," Muroi Shizunobu said to Kerry.

Having landed a successful blow, Jingxin prepared to retrieve her specially made steel cane and jump off the vehicle.

In his eyes, such a blow would have killed any ordinary person.

But the next moment his eyes widened.

"Haha! Do you want to dance too?"

Kerry paid no attention to the thing that had been stuck in his body. After completing the turn, he continued to press the accelerator to the floor and drove straight into the pile of flesh on the ground.

P.S.: Because 14 years have passed, the experiences during that time have caused some changes in Jingxin's personality.

Chapter Twenty-Two: Even Immortality Has Its Differences

Jingxin stared blankly at this guy.

This guy didn't die, could he be a ghoul too?

Who was it? Did someone from the village bite him? Did someone break the rules?

A moment of surprise flashed through my mind, but the situation at hand was more pressing.

The roaring trucks, with their mechanical howls, ran over people one by one.

Ghouls will be killed if their blood circulation is blocked; blood is the source of their immortality, but also their greatest weakness.

However, piercing the heart is not the only way to stop blood circulation.

"Ahhhh!"

A shrill, inhuman scream rang out from under the car.

Kerry saw white particles float up from the back of the car and enter his body.

The feeling of fullness and that increased power returned, though the quality was much weaker than with the human-faced dog, but the quantity was still considerable.

Moreover, since Kazuma is still resurrecting, those particles are entering Kree's body.

This is an exclusive experience!

Seeing Kerry rampaging through the village square with an arrogant laugh, Jingxin became extremely anxious.

If this continues, Xinxiang will be completely de-ruralized by this guy.

Although the most important core members and industries are not here, if things get too big here, we may not be able to control them.