Crossover Anime: Starting with Bankai from Demon Slayer

Chapter 230 The Rage of Gilgamesh

"Tsk... what's with this filthy muddy water?!"

Gilgamesh sat on Vimana's throne, his once arrogant face now filled with shock and anger.

In an instant, his vision was replaced by endless darkness.

This is neither an ordinary barrier nor some kind of illusion.

He felt as if he had been thrown into the ocean tens of thousands of meters deep.

Terrifying pressure pressed in from all directions, causing Vimana's golden shell to creak as it was squeezed.

The Radiant Ship, which was originally capable of flying at supersonic speeds with full firepower, now seemed to be stuck in sticky cement, unable to move an inch.

What's even more irritating is the suffocating feeling that's everywhere.

This sea is stagnant water composed of high-density magic, filled with the berserker's violent will.

As long as one is in this area, the circulation of magic power within the body will be forcibly suppressed, like the oxygen being squeezed out of the lungs of a drowning person little by little.

And at the heart of this area.

The massive whirlpool was generating an irresistible centripetal pull, relentlessly attempting to drag Gilgamesh towards the deepest part of the water.

"Damn bastard... how dare you defile my body with such filth!"

Gilgamesh wanted to access the Gate of Babylon, but found that the golden ripples were opening at an unusually slow pace.

Many low-level Noble Phantasms were even pushed back down by the terrifying water pressure as soon as they peeked out!

Although dozens of Noble Phantasms, gleaming with a cold light, still shot out.

But those holy swords that could cleave mountains and spears that could pierce warships suddenly slowed down the moment they entered the Blackwater!

The originally straight trajectory was forcibly distorted by the centripetal force of the vortex, and even cracked by the terrifying water pressure, before being swept into the center of the deep sea and disappeared.

"Is this all you're relying on? This Reality Marble is your trump card, you mad dog?!"

A chilling laugh echoed from the dark depths of the sea.

[Hehehe... Welcome to my domain, you golden fellow.]

Gilgamesh turned around abruptly.

In the depths of that dark water, the berserker's figure appeared like a ghost.

Unlike Gilgamesh, who struggled to move forward, here, death reigns supreme.

The trident in his hand created an invisible vacuum around him, completely protecting him from the effects of water pressure and suffocation.

At the same time, he can wield his weapon and let the water flow carry him to any location, just like a drop of water that has merged into the Black Sea itself.

"Insolence!" Gilgamesh waved his hand back, and several defensive beams shot out from both sides of Vimana.

But the berserker simply flipped slightly in the water and disappeared from Gilgamesh's sight.

The next second, he appeared directly below Vimana!

In this sea of ​​ignorance, your treasures and your pride are meaningless.

The berserker wielded his trident.

boom!

The heavy black water around him instantly obeyed his command, transforming into countless high-pressure water blades that slashed and killed Vimana from all directions!

Even the ancient Radiant Ship shook violently under this impact, and several shocking cracks instantly appeared on its golden hull.

"ridiculous!"

Gilgamesh rose from his throne and summoned a longsword that exuded an aura of extreme cold—the legendary ice sword from Norse mythology.

"Freeze it for me!!"

An extreme cold magic erupted, attempting to turn the surrounding suffocating sea into a frozen world.

However, the azure frost only spread for a few dozen meters before being instantly shattered by the wildly spinning vortex.

In the deep sea of ​​ignorance, all rules that do not belong to the berserker are rejected.

Every drop of water here is an extension of the Berserker's will; even the King of Heroes's Noble Phantasm, though exquisite, cannot completely freeze his will.

Because the one who is in control of this will at this moment is a greedy and evil Hollow, and it will not be easy to subdue him.

The berserker stretched out his hand, his five fingers suddenly clenching into a fist.

"The Great Vortex!"

At that moment, Gilgamesh suddenly felt the surrounding seawater become even heavier.

The other party was planning to pull him, along with Vimana, toward the singularity at the very center.

That place had the highest density in the entire sea area, enough to destroy his spiritual core.

"With nothing more than the power of a mere Noble Phantasm... how dare you push me to this point!"

Gilgamesh was truly enraged.

This feeling of drowning helplessness, this humiliation of being suppressed by something lowly, touched the sore spot of his status as a king.

I wasn't serious, I was just playing around with you, how dare you be so arrogant!

A strangely shaped key appeared in his hand, and he slowly extended it into the depths of the void.

As the key turned, red patterns spread through the void.

This time, the ripples on the back were no longer gold, but a deep dark red.

A vibration that could make spacetime itself tremble emanated from his palm.

"I retract my previous statement. To die by this sword, you are no ordinary bastard."

"Let this strike be a farewell ceremony."

"It is said that in the beginning, heaven and earth were separated into one."

In the red light behind them, three cylindrical sword blades began to slowly rotate, and a red storm raged wildly in the black water!

The battle in the heavens has entered the realm of mythology.

Meanwhile, the situation on the ground is spiraling out of control in another direction.

Weiyuanchuan, riverbank.

Just as everyone's attention was drawn to the black ball in the sky, the once calm river surface suddenly began to boil.

Glug glug... glug glug...

Countless huge bubbles rose from the riverbed, carrying a strong, fishy stench.

"What is that?"

The only Servant still remaining on the riverbank, Artoria, turned her gaze from the sky and looked warily at the river.

The next second, something happened that made everyone's sanity plummet.

Whoosh—!

A huge, slippery, tentacle-covered lump of flesh emerged from the river.

Then came the second, the third...

Countless monsters of various shapes, extremely twisted, and defying the common sense of biology surged onto the riverbank like a tide, and their numbers were increasing!

Some of them have fish heads and human bodies, some look like a walking mass of rotten flesh, and some are giant starfish covered with compound eyes.

They emit strange cries that have a strong psychological impact, making those who hear them feel dizzy and nauseous.

"Where...where did this monster come from?!"

Even the Knight King, who was used to seeing bloodshed on the battlefield, couldn't help but frown when he saw this indescribable deep-sea clan.

At this moment, Francesca and another version of herself quietly floated down to the top of the bridge.

She casually killed the assassin's clone and gently placed her hands on Sora's shoulders.

Beside her, François was elegantly turning the pages of a book about human skin, a maniacal smile on his face.

"Come out! Let's party! My lovely children!"

"Let this city become a sacrifice offered to the abyss!"

His Noble Phantasm has been fully activated.

Through that book in human skin, François connected with the deep sea of ​​another dimension.

He forcibly dragged the Cthulhu Familia, which only existed in his wild fantasies, into this world.