Crossover Anime: Starting with Bankai from Demon Slayer

Chapter 187 The Wish of a Rabid Dog

His thoughts involuntarily drifted back to the basement of the Matou mansion, which reeked of decay, the night before.

Matou Ryogen, his father, that old monster who had lived for hundreds of years, was leaning on his cane, standing at the edge of the insect cellar.

A twisted smile was on his face.

The smile was so deep and forced that the corners of his mouth almost stretched to his ears, revealing his yellowed gums.

Amidst a sinister laugh, he tossed a tattered black cloth, exuding a strong aura of death, in front of him.

"Kariya, my dear child, since you are so determined to die for that little girl from the Tohsaka family, then I will mercifully grant you a miracle."

"I'm offering this piece of cloth as a sacrifice... This is something I collected after an incredible journey... a fragment of some higher being."

"Although it does not belong to any mythology in this world, the power it contains is enough to crush any enemy."

"Go, summon the Grim Reaper imprisoned in the spacetime rift. Although he may not be able to manifest in the form of one of the three great knights due to your poor aptitude, he is still powerful enough to crush them all."

As the incantation was chanted, the monster was born.

Kariya still remembers that when the heroic spirit wielding a katana appeared in the center of the summoning circle, the entire swarm of insects in the Matou mansion froze instantly.

It was an absolute suppression from the depths of the soul, causing all living beings to experience the most primal fear.

"Hey, can you hear me?"

Yan Ye called out to the silent figure, her voice echoing across the empty seaside.

"No matter who you are... no matter which myth you were once the god of death, since you have answered my call, then lend me your power."

The spirits did not turn back.

"We must win! We absolutely must win!"

Yan Ye's emotions suddenly became agitated, and his half-disfigured face appeared distorted and ferocious in the moonlight.

"I have to save Sakura... That child shouldn't be left in that hell! She's only six years old!"

"She should be running in the sunshine, snuggling in her mother's arms... instead of having those disgusting bugs crawl into her body and being used as a prop by that old man!"

Matou Sakura, or Tohsaka Sakura, is the second daughter of Tohsaka Tokiomi.

Once upon a time, Kariya's greatest joy was taking Sakura and Rin to the park to play, watching their mother, Aoi Tohsaka, the woman he loved most in his life but could never have, smiling gently beside him.

But all of this was destroyed by Tokiomi Tohsaka himself a year ago.

"The magician's bloodline... Heh, what a curse."

Yan Ye laughed self-deprecatingly, her voice sounding particularly desolate.

In the world of magicians, it's not necessarily a good thing if a family has two exceptionally talented children.

Because a magician's seal can only be passed on to one person, and another child with extremely high aptitude, if they do not receive the protection of a large family, will often be sealed and designated by the Magic Association.

They either lose their magic loop or become specimens trapped in formaldehyde bottles.

To protect his daughter and to avoid wasting her exceptional talent, Tokiomi Tohsaka accepted the Matou family's proposal and gave Sakura to them for adoption.

But he had no idea that the Matou family had long been corrupt.

That old monster, Matou Ryokon, who has lived for hundreds of years, has no intention of cultivating a successor.

He just wanted a good container.

Thinking of Sakura Matou's empty, desperate eyes in the insect hive, with tens of thousands of Crest Insects burrowing in and out of her skin, forcibly modifying her body...

Yan Ye's heart ached as if it had been branded with a red-hot iron.

That kind of pain was a thousand or even ten thousand times worse than the gnawing of the marking insects on the body.

Uncle Kariya... please save me...

He seemed to be able to read the despair in the girl's eyes.

To save Sakura, he bowed to the corrupted spirit and accepted the implantation of numerous life-stealing Crest Worms into his body, forcibly gaining the qualification to become a Master...

"Tokiomi Tohsaka...you arrogant bastard...you personally pushed Sakura into hell!"

Kariya Matou clutched his scalp in agony, almost grinding his teeth to pieces.

"You sit in that magnificent mansion, sipping red wine and discussing the Holy Grail, completely unaware of the pain Sakura is enduring!"

"I will punish you! I will make you watch everything you cherish be destroyed, I will make you kneel before Sakura and repent!"

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"Even if my soul is burned to ashes, even if I become a demon in hell... I will not hesitate!"

He will win the Holy Grail!

If he wins the Holy Grail, Sakura will be free! If he wins the Holy Grail, he can kill Tokiomi Tohsaka with his own hands!

In this frenzied outburst, the berserker who had been silent until now finally moved.

He turned his head slightly, and two cold beams of light seemed to flash by in the shadows beneath the bone mask.

He remained silent.

Under the influence of his berserk attribute, he has lost the ability to communicate rationally, and it is already difficult for him to maintain such calmness.

But he seemed to understand Kariya's obsession.

The long sword in his hand swayed slightly, and a black vortex, carrying moisture from the atmosphere, cheered in his hand.

Then, to Kariya's astonishment—

He unleashed his Noble Phantasm.

The longsword transformed into a jet-black trident, with water elemental magic surging endlessly from it.

It seemed that his all-out attack could bury the entire city of Fuyuki.

Kariya couldn't even determine what level of Noble Phantasm this was.

He clenched his fists and gave a miserable smile.

"Very good...that's it."

"This power...this despair...we must bring it to that man."

Asuka, who was instructing Kamado Sumire on sword-wielding training, trembled almost the instant the berserker unleashed his Noble Phantasm.

On the windowsill, Komamoto Sumire was drenched in sweat, leaning against the railing and coughing violently.

"I can't take it anymore... Mr. Asuka... my lungs are going to explode..."

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The girl's fair face was flushed red, and her chest heaved violently.

But she noticed that the bird did not respond at all.

His spirit had left the house and arrived on the roof.

"Whose spiritual pressure is this? How is this possible?" He looked uneasily toward the seaside.

Although he wasn't sure if spiritual power and magical power were completely equivalent, the feeling was all too familiar.

"The aura emanating from him is weaker than Urahara's, but still incredibly powerful... Could it be that the Heroic Spirits of this world are equivalent to captain-level powerhouses?"

He suddenly felt uncertain.

If it were just about raw strength, even if a captain-level expert came, he would dare to go up and test his strength.

But the problem is my current strength...

Feiniao glanced at the panting Komamon and frowned.

Is there any way to increase her magical power?

The bird floated back into the house, and the void placed its hand on Violet's back, guiding the chaotic magic within her to flow slowly.

"What I am about to teach you is the method of cultivation I used when I was still human."

"Although I'm not sure if it will work, I'll give it a shot."

"Now, feel the magic in the atmosphere... that special power within you..."

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Imagine they are all naturally occurring particles, then expand your lungs and let this magic flow into your bloodstream.

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The birdsong was extremely patient.

What he didn't know was that the effectiveness of this practice didn't entirely depend on the hearth violet.

More than anything, it was his inner desire.