Crossover Anime: Starting with Bankai from Demon Slayer

Chapter 401 There's no need for that.

"Oh, how scary, how scary! Is this the little butterfly's knife?"

Urahara, carrying the giant axe-shaped tapir sword left behind by the giant man, walked towards her with a smile.

Shinobu Kocho didn't offer any explanation, but simply smiled at Urahara with the same smile, sending a chill down Urahara's spine.

Next, the three Visored Captains, the arriving Shinigami members, and the combined efforts of Kisuke Urahara and Shinobu Kocho eliminated them.

Yun Jingyao's hastily assembled Mo Yao Dao unit, along with the two squad leaders wielding specially made Mo Yao Dao knives, was quickly wiped out.

Although the fierce resistance of the Yaodao Clan resulted in injuries to some of the Shinigami members, with the three captains in charge and Shinobu Kocho, a skilled healer, assisting, everything was under control.

On the entire battlefield, only one enemy remained, who was also the leader of this force.

Hojo Masanobu is fighting Asuka.

A fierce wind howled between the two, whipping up rubble and broken tiles from the ground.

"You're the only one left."

Asuka's sword and Hojo's greatsword clashed together, their voices flat and devoid of any emotion.

The battle has dragged on this far not because the opponent is particularly strong, but simply because Asuka wants to test her limits against this third-tier Spirit Might guy...

"You're too arrogant, Regent of the Soul King! Do you think you can fight against me now that I've gained immense power, just by relying on your Shikai?!"

Hojo Masanobu's voice, hoarse and distorted due to the growth in his throat, cried out, "I'll prove to that lord with your head! The Hojo clan can fight again!"

"Swastika!!"

coming.

The bird's eyes flickered slightly.

He had been waiting, waiting for this moment when the other party would give it their all.

He wanted to know how big the gap was between him and the other Grim Reapers who had mastered their own methods; this kind of opportunity didn't come every day.

However, the opponent's Bankai was somewhat different from what he had imagined.

I don't know if it's because of the Baku sword, or the inherent characteristics of Hojo's Zanpakuto...

The massive sword, the size of a door, was plunged into the ground and quickly turned into molten iron, flowing into Hojo's body through the wound.

Immediately afterwards, a dark purple tumor bulged out from under his skin, and his whole body began to swell.

Those tentacles that originally only existed on the hilt of the sword transformed into hundreds and thousands of thick blood vessels, directly piercing his lock and soul, and sewing the core of the tapir sword's eyeball tightly together with his soul.

Click, click...

As a series of sounds of space shattering echoed, a blurry guillotine-like phantom constructed of pitch-black spiritual particles appeared behind Hojo.

The arm armor on his shoulder had completely merged with him, coalescing into a jet-black axe blade.

"In my Bankai realm, gravity is the language I define."

Hojo Masanobu's voice now seemed to overlap two frequencies, hoarse and eerie: "First Law: [Kneel]!"

boom!!

Everyone present, including Asuka, felt as if two mountains had suddenly been placed on their shoulders.

This is not a simple spiritual pressure intimidation, but rather an alteration of the spiritual energy constant through the domain, thus tampering with the gravitational field of this space.

The bones of the bird's legs creaked and groaned as they rubbed together, and the ground beneath its feet cracked into spiderweb-like patterns because it could not withstand the sudden vertical force.

"Is this the power amplified by Bankai and the Bakuya Blade?" Asuka sneered, her spiritual power flowing upwards in an attempt to resist the distorted gravity.

"It's not over yet! Second decree: [Beheading]!!"

Hojo pressed his right hand down in the air.

The black guillotine blade vanished instantly in mid-air.

Asuka's pupils contracted, and relying on the reaction transmitted by her clear spiritual sense, she suddenly leaned back.

Swish!

A black cut grazed almost the tip of his nose.

In that instant, due to the extreme compression of gravity, the space in front of us even showed visible refraction and distortion.

"You didn't dodge it, huh?" Hojo grinned maliciously.

The bird's clothes were torn open at the chest, revealing a deep bloodstain.

The wound didn't bleed; instead, it began to collapse inwards along the rolled edge, as if it were about to tear the wound open from the inside.

"That's interesting."

"Aren't you going to unleash your full power yet! You reckless brat!"

Besides the relentless pursuit of the guillotine blade, Hojo himself charged forward, bringing his axe down with a devastating blow, yelling, "Crush me into mincemeat!!"

This strike involved no fancy techniques, only pure violence and sheer weight.

Even Kensei Muguruma, who was watching from afar, couldn't help but feel worried for this kid and almost rushed into the arena to support him.

However, Shinobu Kocho, who was closest to him, stood firmly in place.

She believed that an enemy of this caliber was no match for him!

clang-!!!

The two Zanpakuto clashed again, and this time the shockwave was so powerful that even the Shinigami members watching the battle had to gather spiritual energy under their feet to keep their balance.

A hint of surprise flashed in Hojo Masanobu's eyes.

"How is this possible?! You clearly don't have Bankai, so how were you able to withstand such immense force?!"

Hojo's bulging arms were oozing black blood from the excessive force, but the axe blade still couldn't force the man in front of him back.

"The spiritual pressure you forcibly increased by relying on this disgusting sword... may seem powerful, but it is actually all show and no substance, full of flaws."

Asuka wielded her swords with both hands, repeatedly parrying the opponent's slashes.

The black and red flames on the blade danced like living things, bursting open with each collision, silently seeping into his body along the axe blade.

"Can't you feel it? Although your total spiritual power has increased, the amount you can actually use is less than before."

"Arrogant fool! Don't think you can spout nonsense just because you blocked one or two attacks!"

Hojo withdrew his axe blade, his body transforming into a violent, twisting black whirlwind. In conjunction with the constantly falling guillotine, he unleashed a barrage of slashes around Asuka.

Bang! Bang! Clang! Clang!

The clanging of metal echoed densely in the courtyard, sending chills down one's spine.

Hojo's attack speed increased, and his power became increasingly terrifying as the Baku-yōdō (a type of sword) continuously depleted his life force.

He tried to force Asuka to reveal a weakness through this relentless, oppressive attack, and to force him to use the Bankai that was rumored to be able to defeat Aizen.

"Use your full power! Damn it! Damn it!!"

But the more this happened, the more unmoved Asuka became, and she never did what Hojo wanted.

"What the hell are you doing?!" Hojo Masanobu grew increasingly alarmed and enraged with each blow. "Why aren't you using Bankai?! Do you look down on me?!"

"What gives you the right to look down on me! What gives you the right to despise me like those upper-class nobles?!"

His roars grew increasingly hysterical; he could not accept this humiliation.

He was once a member of a prestigious family, a Grim Reaper who possessed the ultimate power bestowed by the Yao Dao!

He should be a god who dominates this battle, not a clown who is being played like a monkey by the other side!

Asuka forcefully deflected Hojo Masanobu's heavy slash and finally spoke: "Is it necessary to waste that kind of energy on a dead man like you who's already in his coffin?"

"What nonsense are you spouting?!" Hojo Masanobu laughed angrily, just about to launch another attack.

Suddenly, his body stiffened.

"Well....

'

An indescribable, excruciating pain erupted from the depths of his body without warning.

The feeling was like thousands of gaping mouths with sharp teeth suddenly tearing and biting at his internal organs and his blood vessels.

puff-!!

Hojo Masanobu suddenly spat out a mouthful of black blood mixed with pieces of internal organs.

He collapsed to one knee, as if all his strength had been drained away.

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