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

Despite the immense wind pressure generated by the vehicle, Jingxin forcefully used the steel cane embedded in the carriage to stabilize herself.

He had already learned the names of the two outsiders from Tian Gong, and although the guy was wearing a hood, he could be recognized at a glance based on the description of his features.

"Ooh no! Shimura Danzo! Stop right there!"

With a roar, Jingxin positioned his feet on the side of the truck's footrest, intending to use it as a leverage point to pry up the steel rod inserted into Kerry's abdomen, thus preventing him from operating the vehicle.

Just before he exerted his strength, he suddenly felt a tremendous force.

Kerry, of course, couldn't ignore him. He was already prepared and drove straight into the house when the car was about to hit the wall.

"Uh ah ah!"

Jingxin first felt a huge heat, and the friction between the wall and her body tore the robe she was wearing to shreds, followed by a feeling of being squeezed.

It was like a hundred times louder than the sound of squeezing a fly with paper and then killing it; it was that bone-grinding sound that sent chills down your spine.

Jingxin's entire body was trapped between the truck and the wall. His skull was shattered, his sternum was crushed and his internal organs were crushed, and the glasses he wore on his face were broken. Glass shards, the frames, and his nose, which had been crushed against the car window, were embedded in the flesh of his face.

The steel staff penetrated even deeper into Kerry's body due to the impact, and the sudden, intense pain made Kerry grit his teeth. However, Kerry knew that the monk was not dead yet.

Because at that moment, through the cracked window on the deformed car door beside him, a pair of eyes that had turned scarlet were staring intently at him.

Kerry continued to twist the steering wheel, about to break free from the wall, and then do it again, to give this exceptionally difficult creature a good beating.

But at that moment, a muffled sound that was unpleasant to the ear came.

"Bang! Bang!"

That was the sound of metal clashing against metal.

Kerry reacted for a moment, then he saw the front of the car burst into flames, and the vehicle began to gradually and uncontrollably rush in one direction.

It's a gun! Someone attacked the engine under the driver's seat with a gun, and it seems to have damaged the vehicle's control system. It may have also ignited something, causing an explosion. However, the truck seems to be of good quality; even after this, Kerry tested the brakes and they still worked.

But! Kerry had no intention of using the brakes at all!

The truck cab left the wall, and Jingxin, who had been squeezed half to death, released her wrist, which was almost turned into Oreo cookie crumbs, and let herself fall down like a rag.

He heard that sound too—it was a gun! It's unlikely that the mountain people realized something was wrong and came out; it was probably those guys from the inn who went out to work in the underworld and rushed out of the fire to help.

Feeling her body healing rapidly, Jingxin gritted her teeth and endured the intense pain that drove her to the brink of madness.

Great! Stop the car, and then just wait to have your heart pierced...

Jingxin heard Kerry's laughter, which was somewhat muffled by the glass.

"Hahaha! The dump truck is here!"

Jingxin watched in horror as the car didn't slow down at all, heading straight for a house like Icarus rushing towards the sun, accompanied by Kerry's laughter!

"boom!"

A huge flash of light shone through, accompanied by a deafening explosion, causing those nearby to feel a gust of wind pressure.

It seems that it happened to hit the kitchen, and the burning fire and the kitchen gas cylinder had some violent reaction.

After the sound of the collision came an even more violent explosion.

In fact, unless the vehicle is carrying any flammable or explosive gases, a car collision will not cause the kind of massive explosions depicted in movies and TV shows.

Modern Industry: I've really been underestimated!

However, the current situation of a full-force attack on the gas cylinder was unexpected.

The blazing fire illuminated the dark village.

Everyone was stunned as they stared at the billowing smoke and the houses that were rapidly turning black.

"my house!"

However, a cry of pain brought the crowd to their senses, and some people immediately came to Jingxin's side and helped him up.

"Master! Master! Are you alright? I'll have my child come over right away so you can have some to heal your wounds!"

Some people rushed anxiously toward the crowd in the center of the village.

"Hey! Rena! Are you alright, Rena?!"

"Quick! Call all the family members who aren't in shape over here! Old Ishishita seems to be failing!"

"Fire! Fire! Many houses in the village are made of wood and are on fire!"

Amidst the footsteps and various chaotic sounds, commands could be heard.

The whole village immediately sprang into action, and to make it easier for those who hadn't yet "shaped" to see the items, someone quickly brought out flashlights and cell phones.

Goto Ichiri stared blankly at the flickering flames. The person who had just been covering his mouth next to him must be in that sea of ​​fire now.

However, upon seeing more and more people gathering around, she immediately realized what was happening.

The Goto family on the other side also abandoned their car, which couldn't be started, and began to flee.

However, they encountered some trouble on their end.

As villagers with dark expressions approached from several directions, armed with flashlights and pitchforks, Goto Naoki, carrying his daughter and nearly exhausted, retreated continuously.

Although the villagers were so frightened by the truck that they could only run around in circles, they weren't really trembling in a corner. They were calling for help while looking for weapons.

"You outsiders! It's all your fault! My child is dead!"

An old villager glared at his eyes, which glowed red in the night, and roared angrily.

On the other hand, Boqi-chan was more fortunate. She came out from the direction of the temple, while the two people inside the temple fled in terror after discovering the headless corpse in the Buddhist hall.

However, Goto Ichiri had almost no ability to escape. She didn't even know how to get out of the village, so she could only hide in the darkness and beg not to be discovered.

At that moment, no one cared what had happened to the people in that car.

Because nobody thought the people in the car could still be alive.

That was an explosion! Not to mention their corpse demon bodies, even someone like Master Jingxin, who had "deep Buddhist affinity" and possessed a golden body, would definitely perish in the sea of ​​fire.

So they were just busy with their own things, rescuing people, arresting people, and putting out fires.

But in the center of the flames, the deformed car door slowly fell off, and the loud noise drew the attention of everyone present.

After the car door opened, they saw a young man with flames burning on his mask and most of his clothes burned off climb out of the car.

Chapter Twenty-Three: The Lord's Favorite Laning Time

"What..."

Jingxin stared in disbelief at the man getting out of the car, an absurd word lingering on his lips but he didn't utter it.

He meant monster.

But isn't he himself the monster? Since acquiring this body 14 years ago, his strength has long been beyond the comprehension of ordinary people. He can jump half a meter on one leg, and his strength is so great that he can easily destroy wooden houses and even pierce through the glass of a truck with his strength.

He knew he couldn't do it; he couldn't possibly survive such a terrifying explosion.

But the man in front of them climbed out as if nothing had happened, as if the commotion that sounded like a missile explosion was fake.

He gritted his teeth, and the people around him immediately shouted.

"Quickly! Kill him!"

As Kerry got out of the car, he looked at his phone, which was broken again, and shook his head regretfully. He then pulled out the dagger, which was thankfully unharmed.

at the same time.

Kazuma Sato has been resurrected by the campfire.

Kazuma, whose car's front end was distorted by the refresh, was stunned. He looked around and saw Kerry, whose mask was still burning fiercely on his head. Kazuma was still wearing the same clothes he wore before he died, and even his mask was still on.

The surrounding environment made him feel very bad. The excruciating pain of his skin being burned inch by inch seemed to be still there. How did he end up in a fire again?

"What are you doing? Cosplaying as Flame Fist, or Fujiwara no Mokou??"

"No, I'm cosplaying Ultraman Zoffy."

While the two were talking, the villagers rushed over again.

Kerry looked around and, instead of choosing to fight in the open, rushed into the still-burning houses.

"Don't let him get away! There seems to be another person in the car!"

The angry voices of the villagers came over, and Kazuma was so frightened that he immediately jumped out of the car and followed them inside.

"You bastard! My wife wasn't even trying to get in shape, and you still crushed her to death! You'll pay with your life!"

"Grab him, I'm going to skin him alive, piece by piece! Later, I'll have Inspector Kamikawa find out where his family lives, and we'll hack them all to death in front of him!"

“My father was also crushed to death by him! Our village was living a good life, but it's all because of these outsiders!”

It appears that some of the villagers had relatives killed by Kerry.

Hearing those sounds, Kerry almost lost his composure.

"I almost laughed when I heard that. Is there anyone in your village who doesn't deserve to die?"

Kerry rushed into the burning house, while most of the villagers were too scared to come over, while others, who seemed to have lost loved ones in Kerry's dump truck, rushed in without a second thought.

However, they really don't need to worry too much, since most of them here are already ghouls, so being burned a couple of times is nothing to them.

The leader was an old man holding a pitchfork. He locked his gaze on Kerry's position with his scarlet eyes, took a few steps forward, and thrust the pitchfork into Kerry's throat.

"Once we catch you, we'll inject you with enough anesthesia, then every day we'll gut you, use your stomach as a pot, pour hot oil over it, cook you, and feed you to the dogs..."

A fierce glint flashed in the old man's eyes. Wasn't this brat just arrogant? Wasn't he driving recklessly through the village?

Now that the car is gone, all we can do is wait to die!

"Hey!"

Kerry turned around, letting the dagger fall, and grabbed the wooden handle of the fork, stopping it a few miles away from his body.

"what?!"

The old man, who hadn't expected his fork to be blocked, stared wide-eyed as he felt an immense force that almost lifted him up.

With a single-handed exertion, the old man lost his grip on the fork and it flew out of his hands.

Kerry was now certain that his strength had indeed increased; his body, which had never exercised while he was lying in the hospital bed, could never have done this.

However, calling them non-human seems a bit of an exaggeration, not because Kree's current physical abilities are not outrageous, but because the humans in this world are too outrageous.