Crossover Anime: Starting with Bankai from Demon Slayer

Chapter 399 Brother Long's Determined Persistence

"You're right."

Hojo Masanobu's resolute face showed no anger or sadness at the tragic death of his comrade; his eyes were filled with a sense of having already expected it and taking it for granted.

"That lord is right. Even with the Tapir Blade, it's no match for a monster like you."

He gripped the hilt of the giant Zanpakuto tightly once more, and from the arm armor-like weapon on his shoulder, the enormous, yellowish-brown eyeball began to twitch violently.

"However, the deaths of those two good-for-nothings were not entirely without value."

"They finally tested me and showed me what happens when someone with only third-level spiritual power draws their sword in front of you."

"Oh? You mean to say that your strength is above theirs?"

The bird could sense that the opponent's spiritual power was constantly increasing.

He judged that it surpassed the Seagull class.

...Well, we'll only know after we've fought it.

Hojo raised his head, and his once clear black and white eyes were now completely replaced by a strange yellowish-brown.

"By the way, they are guys who can only reach the threshold of the third-level spiritual power by relying on the power of the Mo Yao Blade."

"And I..."

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boom!

A kind of rational yet violent spiritual pressure erupted from every pore of his body, instantly creating a gust of bloody wind.

His already imposing physique bulged like rocks under the frenzied urging of the Mo Yao Blade, tearing his pure black feather robe to pieces.

A metallic gray luster appeared on the surface of his skin, and his entire demeanor changed abruptly.

"He was originally a Death God of Third-Rank Spiritual Might!"

Hojo stomped his foot hard on the ground, and it felt like a small earthquake had struck the front yard of the Kasumida family's house.

The bluestone slabs beneath his feet turned to dust, and his enormous body shot out like a cannonball, instantly reaching directly above the bird!

"Prepare to die!!"

clang!!!

Facing the giant sword falling from above, Asuka unleashed a fierce and unrestrained reverse kasaya slash!

A deafening metallic clang rang out in the courtyard.

Meanwhile, on the other side of the courtyard, the situation had deteriorated to the brink of collapse.

"Protect Lady Rurichiyo!!"

The blood-stained roar of the dog-dragon echoed in a corner of the courtyard.

This guard, who would normally appear somewhat clumsy in the real world, now displayed a moving display of courage.

He and Yuanlong stood back to back in front of the artificial hill in the courtyard, protecting Kasumi Rurichiyo, who was trembling with fear and covering her eyes with her hands.

They were surrounded by dozens of assassination squad members dressed in black.

Although these soldiers did not possess the specially crafted tapir blades of the five leaders, the tapir blades they carried could still elevate them to the level of mid-ranking officials.

They were like a group of mindless zombies, driven by the Tapir Blade, charging recklessly towards the Dog Dragon and the Monkey Dragon.

"Bloom, red branches!"

Inuryu's eyes were bloodshot, and his Zanpakuto had been unleashed.

It was a peculiar weapon with a blade resembling a pink flower branch. As he swung it, countless pink petals swirled and danced in the air, forming an impenetrable wall of flowers that blocked the onrushing assassins.

"Shatter them, Earth Maru!"

The other dragon on the other side also showed no sign of backing down.

The Zanpakuto in his hand transformed into a pair of giant rock gauntlets. Each punch created a muffled sonic boom in the air, forcing away any approaching enemies.

But that's all.

The two of them were not powerful death gods to begin with; being able to delay these assassins wielding yarrow blades was already their limit, let alone fighting them head-on!

puff!

An assassin, risking having his right arm severed by the sharp blades of the red petals, forcefully crashed into the interior of the petal barrier and plunged his dagger deep into Inu-ryu's left shoulder.

"Inu-Dragon!" Enryu was shocked and tried to turn around to help, but was immediately entangled by three assassins.

"Don't worry about me! Hold the line!"

Inu Ryu gritted his teeth and fought desperately to repel the wounded assassin, blood gushing from the wound on his left shoulder.

"Ah... Waaah..."

Hiding behind the two, Ruri Chiyo looked at the two guards who were usually bullied by her and seemed timid and submissive.

Now, covered in blood and wounds from trying to protect herself, she finally broke down and cried uncontrollably.

"Inuyasha! Enryo! Stop fighting! Waaaaah... You'll die!"

"Lady Rurichiyo...don't be afraid..."

Blood trickled from the corner of Quanlong's mouth, but he still managed to stand up straight.

The pink petals swirled around him more and more slowly, clearly indicating that his spiritual energy was nearing depletion.

"We...we'd rather die than let them harm a single hair on your head!"

puff!

Another slash ripped open the ape-dragon's back.

The enormous body of the monkey dragon stumbled and fell to one knee, but he still used his body to block the way to Ruri Chiyo.

The encirclement was getting tighter and tighter, and the assassins' eyes flashed with a cruel red light.

The eyeballs on the tapir-shaped blades in their hands were twitching excitedly, as if they could already smell the sweet scent of their prey's blood...

Dududuwu~~

A strange background music suddenly started playing...

"Fall down, Reverse Touch..."

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Two assassins who were about to rush towards Ruri Chiyo with their knives suddenly seemed to slip and inexplicably fell to the ground.

Not only that, they seemed to have lost control of their bodies, unable to distinguish up from down from left from right, and unable to stand up no matter what they did. They were looking around in panic.

"Oh dear—you're such a grown-up, it's not good to bully little kids."

A flippant and nonchalant voice rang out from the artificial hill.

A young man with short blond hair, wearing a modern shirt but with a captain's haori draped over his shoulders, was twirling his Zanpakuto while grinning at the crowd below.

"Hirako, do we really have to play this piece every time we appear? It's so tasteless." The long-haired Grim Reaper put away his violin and shook his head helplessly.

"What do you know? This is our Masked Legion's exclusive music, it's really catchy, okay?"

Instead of arguing about this, let's hurry up and clean up the mess.

A cold male voice rang out, and the silver-haired Grim Reaper leaped down from the artificial hill, landing in front of the assassins.

"You...who are you?" Inu Ryu clutched his bleeding shoulder wound, staring in shock at the three Grim Reapers who had suddenly appeared.

The newcomer was none other than the Ninth Division Captain, Kensei Mukkale.

He stood in front with Hirako Shinji and Touhashi Ryujuro, protecting Ruri Chiyo and the others behind them.

Fengqiao Loujuro smiled gently at Inuryu: "You two did a good job, very gentlemanly."

"Play, Kinshasa."

"Don't worry, it won't take too long. There's still time to shut down that knife workshop."

With a stern face, Kensei Rokusha drew his Zanpakuto from his waist, twirled it, and held it in reverse.

"Wave wildly, earth-shattering wind!"

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