Anime Crossover: Many Children, Many Blessings; Yukino, the Wife from the Apocalypse

Chang Wei couldn't help but smile slightly.

“I am Chang Wei. From now on, you shall call me the leader.”

Chang Wei laughed easily, his voice filled with warmth.

Ada Wong and the others were all smiles, about to exchange a few pleasantries with Chang Wei, when they saw his brows furrow and his gaze instantly turn to the western city wall.

"Chief, what's wrong?" Ada Wong looked at Chang Wei with a puzzled expression and asked.

"You all get to know each other first, I need to go to the west city wall."

After Chang Wei finished speaking, his Xuanlin Wings suddenly unfolded, and he flew into the air again like a roc spreading its wings, leaving everyone stunned.

Seeing this, Yuan Yinzi ignored everyone and transformed into a black shadow, rushing towards Chang Wei's direction.

As the two left one after the other, the atmosphere among everyone became even more awkward.

Chang Wei, however, was completely unaware of everything behind him.

He flew at high speed and arrived at the western city wall in just over ten seconds.

On the city wall, violent sword energy raged like a storm, with transparent sword energy crisscrossing and cracking the ground with shocking fissures.

A one-armed man wielded a long knife, his body exuding an aura of sword energy as indestructible as an iron wall.

The shadow seemed to merge into the void, its figure becoming exceptionally ghostly, and the entire space seemed to be filled with its shadow.

Each shadow wielded a fine steel dagger and launched a fierce attack on the one-armed man.

However, faced with that terrifying blade energy, these shadows shattered like fragile bubbles, and not a single one could get close to the man.

As night fell, just as the shadowy figure emerged, a sharp blade of light flashed like lightning. He dodged and vanished, escaping the fatal blow.

The blade slammed into the ground, instantly tearing a deep trench in the earth.

Meanwhile, Kawahara I and the others stood on the city wall and witnessed all of this, their hearts pounding in their throats.

Blood was gushing from Zhang Zhen's chest, and his face was deathly pale; he was clearly seriously injured.

"What a terrifying evolved being!" Kawahara Yi exclaimed.

Chang Wei was also watching from the side, his eyes flashing with shock.

This one-armed man, although only at the peak of the seventh level, possessed combat power far exceeding that of his peers. Even the eighth-level Shadow dared not confront him head-on, and could only engage in constant hit-and-run tactics. 640 "Even if Tokugawa Kōtake came, he might not be able to secure a victory against him," Chang Wei thought to himself.

However, no matter how powerful the opponent was, Chang Wei could not stand idly by since his men had already been injured. He took a deep breath and strode towards the battlefield.

"Shadow, step back!"

Chang Wei's voice was strong and resonant, echoing in the night sky. Upon hearing this, the people on the city wall all looked up, their faces showing joy.

"It's the leader!"

"Great! The leader has arrived!"

"Chief, we must teach this guy a lesson!"

When Shadow saw Chang Wei's figure, he breathed a sigh of relief.

He flashed onto the city wall and said helplessly to Chang Wei, "Chief, this guy's sword aura is too powerful. I don't dare to get close at all."

Chang Wei waved his hand, indicating that he didn't need to worry. "I saw it, you did a great job."

He turned to look at the one-armed man, a hint of curiosity flashing in his eyes. "What's your name?"

The one-armed man calmly replied, "Sun Buercheng."

His voice was calm as still water, as if there were no ripples.

Under Chang Wei's questioning, Sun Bu'er's heart seemed to be stirred by a gentle breeze, creating ripples.

The loneliness and indifference he had long felt began to melt away somewhat under Chang Wei's invisible pressure and threat.

The blood that was once frozen seems to be quietly warming up, flowing with a long-lost passion.

Therefore, although his voice was hoarse, it conveyed a sense of resilience and perseverance.

"Sun Buercheng, what brings you to the City of Heaven from so far away?"

Chang Wei's eyes gleamed with curiosity. He could tell that Sun Bu'er was no ordinary person. His unfathomable sword aura was enough to prove that he could stand out anywhere, yet he had chosen this place.

Sun Bu'er was silent for a moment, as if recalling something, before finally speaking slowly:

"I've heard that this place is a safe haven, protected by strong city walls and guarded by skilled warriors who can withstand the zombie invasion; there's also plenty of food here, so people don't have to worry about hunger."

Although his voice was somewhat hoarse, every word was clear, as if he were telling a story from a distant past.

However, Chang Wei frowned slightly and asked in confusion:

"Just because of these?"

He knew that these external conditions were not enough to attract a strong person like Sun Bu'ercheng.

Sun Bu'ercheng did not answer directly. His face remained indifferent, and his eyes seemed to hold endless vicissitudes.

Chang Wei looked at him, and a strange feeling suddenly welled up inside him; the urge to attack had vanished without him even realizing it.

474 Chang Wei's strength easily defeated the two heroes!

"But why did you still take action?"

Chang Wei asked, puzzled.

He could tell that Sun Bu'ercheng was not an ambitious person, and even less inclined to use schemes and tricks.

Sun Buercheng was silent for a moment before finally speaking: "I need to confirm whether this place is really safe."

Although his voice was hoarse, it conveyed an undeniable firmness.

Chang Wei was taken aback upon hearing this, then gave a wry smile.

He never expected that Sun Bu'ercheng would personally take on the challenge in order to confirm the safety of Tianzhi City.

This direct and straightforward approach is truly both laughable and frustrating.

"Do you still need to confirm now?" Chang Wei's eyes became somewhat strange.

"need!"

Sun Buercheng answered without hesitation, his voice dry but carrying an undeniable force.

He held the knife in one arm, pointing it straight at Chang Wei, a powerful fighting spirit soaring into the sky.

Chang Wei looked at Sun Bu'ercheng in front of him and secretly admired him.

He knew that the powerful figure before him was not acting without reason; every decision he made was carefully considered. His challenge was merely a way to ascertain whether the City of Heaven was worth staying in.

In an instant, he leaped down from the city wall and stood firmly in front of Sun Bu'ercheng, the confrontation about to erupt.

Sun Bu'ercheng stood on the ground, the long sword in his hand trembling slightly as if in sync with his heartbeat.

It wasn't a trembling of fear, but a thrill of excitement, a longing for the fierce battle to come.

His eyes, which were originally cold as ice, were now burning with a fierce fighting spirit, as if he wanted to devour the whole world.

Chang Wei's gaze was fixed on the long sword in Sun Bu'er's hand. The sword seemed to have a life of its own. The blade was a meter long and was carefully forged from black iron. It became thicker and heavier as it approached the hilt. The cold light reflected from the blade was like the ghostly fire from the deepest hell, chilling and terrifying.

"This knife is definitely no ordinary item."

Chang Wei secretly admired Sun Bu'ercheng, whose bravery in battle was largely due to the Xuan Tie sword.

However, Chang Wei's strength had already reached level eight, making him a top expert in the world. He knew that unless Sun Bu'ercheng reached level nine, this sword alone would not be enough to contend with him.

But Chang Wei did not underestimate Sun Bu'ercheng because of this. He smiled slightly, took a step, and an overwhelming aura instantly erupted, like a flash flood or a raging tsunami, sweeping towards Sun Bu'ercheng.

Sun Buercheng sensed this aura, and his fighting spirit intensified.

He knew this was his only chance, and he had to go all out to kill with one blow! He gripped the black iron blade tightly, raised it high, and then slashed down fiercely.

"boom!"

A deafening roar shook the heavens and the earth. A ten-meter-long blade of energy shot out, tearing the air apart and creating a vacuum. The blade of energy, carrying unparalleled power, slashed towards Chang Wei.

"What a strong sword!"

"If it were us, we would probably have been reduced to dust by now!"

The surrounding audience was amazed; the power of this strike was enough to make anyone feel powerless in its presence.

Shadow and the others also showed expressions of shock. They knew that if they faced this strike, even if they were incredibly fast, they would not be able to dodge it.

This strike, once it locks onto a person, must either kill them or scatter them; otherwise, it can only be taken head-on.

However, even if he took the hit head-on, Shadow knew that he would probably be seriously injured.

The power of that strike was truly terrifying.

In a fleeting moment, Yuan Yinzi unexpectedly appeared at the scene and witnessed the magnificence of that strike. A brief look of astonishment flashed in her eyes, clearly shocked by its power.

Chang Wei stared at the domineering sword strike, his heart also surging with emotion.

Without hesitation, he transformed his palm into a blade and swung it forward. A terrifying blade aura formed from raging flames appeared, its power no less than that of Sun Bu'er's attack.

The two blades clashed violently in mid-air, exploding like a thunderbolt and sending dust flying all around.

Everyone held their breath, watching with bated breath, anticipating the outcome of this attack.