Crossover Anime: Starting with Bankai from Demon Slayer

Chapter 426 Butterfly Dance in the Rainy Night

The mercury-colored armor hardened instantly in mid-air, transforming into three highly penetrating silver bullets that shot straight at the oncoming monster.

boom! boom! boom!

The mercury bullets struck the monster's head and chest with precision, producing a dull thud.

The monster's momentum was indeed slightly hindered by this move, and the angle of its attack was misaligned, failing to hit Webber.

What happened next made Webber's face turn even uglier.

Under the impact of the kinetic energy and magic of the mercury magic bullet, a fist-sized hole was blasted open in the monster's chest.

However, the wound did not bleed as expected, nor did it render the other person unable to move.

Like some kind of optical pixels flickering, a strange purple light began to shimmer at the wound.

As the light spot danced, the surrounding keratinous scales and muscle fibers were forcibly bonded together, and returned to their original state within a few breaths.

...It's not a return to the original state, Weber was certain of that.

He could sense that the mercury bullet was still inside the other person's body, and the other person's injuries had not healed; it was as if they were forcibly pieced together to continue fighting.

"There's no flow of blood, no flow of magic... What is this thing?!"

'

However, after being shot a few times by Webber, the monster stopped relentlessly charging at them.

After a series of wriggling movements, the monster suddenly sprouted wings on its back and began to fly up and down between the narrow walls and the ground at an extremely fast speed, trying to find Weber's weakness from blind spots.

Weber's forehead was covered in cold sweat.

He wasn't a magician skilled in combat, and he never imagined that a place that had already been searched several times by the Church and the Clock Tower could still harbor monsters.

Otherwise, he would have needed to bring at least a few students skilled in combat before daring to take the risk.

"We must create distance and try to call for backup first. If that doesn't work, we'll use a powerful magical artifact to hold him off..."

'

Weber was frantically retreating toward the alleyway entrance while mentally devising a tactic.

But just as he took two steps back, his already taut nerves felt a sudden chill.

Weber suddenly looked up.

In the shadows of the towering buildings on both sides of the dark alley, a slightly smaller lizard monster with four claws as sharp as blades had been lurking there for some time.

It's like the most patient assassin, waiting for the moment when its prey exposes its fatal weakness.

At this moment, it transformed into a blackish-green lightning bolt and descended from the sky.

"Bitterness!"

Weber exclaimed that things were in trouble.

The distance was too close! The speed was too fast!

It was too late to rebuild the defensive Mystic Code or chant the magic incantation.

He could even smell the putrid, bloody stench emanating from those claws.

"Is this... the fate of a monarch?" A self-deprecating thought flashed through Weber's mind.

At that critical moment, just as death was beginning to register him for the future.

Swish!

A clear, melodious sword cry rang out in the silent, rainy night.

Weber only felt a flash of purple light before his eyes.

The light and shadow were so light and abrupt that, under the dim streetlights, Weber even thought it was a hallucination he was experiencing before his death—

A purple butterfly dancing gracefully in the rainy night.

puff!puff!

Two faint cutting sounds were heard.

The clawed lizard that was about to decapitate Webber had its proud, ferocious forepaws snapped cleanly in mid-air!

The cut edges are smooth as a mirror, as if they were originally cut.

The lizard monster, now off balance, looked bewildered. Its massive body continued to fall forward due to inertia, but it no longer posed any threat to Webber.

Immediately afterwards, the purple butterfly shadow twisted its shape in mid-air in an incredible manner.

Like a dragonfly skimming the water, her slender ankle, clad in white ankle boots, drew an elegant arc in the air, lightly yet powerfully kicking the monster's jaw.

boom!

The enormous monster was kicked backward and sent flying into a pile of garbage deep in the alley, where it lay motionless.

All of this happened too fast; from the appearance of the butterfly shadow to the monster being knocked away, it took only a second.

Weber, panting heavily, looked at the back of the figure blocking his way.

She was a petite girl.

She was wearing a simple white pleated skirt and a delicate butterfly hair accessory at the back of her head.

In his hand, he held a sharp blade that was not yet sheathed.

Weber's identification magic is still in operation.

For some reason, the moment he saw that sharp blade, he suddenly had a very familiar feeling, as if a long-buried memory had been suddenly awakened.

"The magic on that knife... I feel like I've seen it somewhere before... it's so familiar..."

'

Before Weber could figure it out...

The winged monster that swung through the alley immediately seized the opportunity after the girl kicked the lizard monster away, opening its blood-red maw and lunging at the girl's back.

"Watch out behind you!" Weber instinctively called out a warning.

The girl did not turn around.

Just as the monster was about to touch the hem of her clothes, she nimbly lowered herself by half a body length.

With just this one move, the monster's attack completely failed.

Immediately afterwards, the girl's wrist twitched slightly.

Swish swish!

Four cold sword lights flashed in the rainy night, so fast that one could not see the trajectory of the blades at all, only a few afterimages like flower petals blooming.

The monster's massive body froze in mid-air before crashing heavily into the puddle.

Upon closer inspection, it became clear that the monster's limbs had been completely severed by the girl in that brief moment!

"This! Which agent of the Holy Church is this? Or is it the ace of the Clock Tower assassination agency...?"

'

Weber swallowed hard; the cigar he'd been holding had long since fallen into a puddle and gone out. "No, that's not right..."

Even those guys couldn't possibly achieve this level of skill without using any mystical methods...

""

The battle is over.

One of the two terrifying monsters had fainted, while the other, with its limbs severed, writhed helplessly on the ground.

The girl gently turned her wrist and sheathed the knife in her hand.

During this process, she finally turned her head slightly, and Weber finally saw her profile.

It was a delicate and beautiful face with a gentle smile.

His purple eyes were clear as water, without the slightest trace of the ferocity that comes after killing someone; he was as calm as if he had just finished a chore.

"Madam, thank you so much for your help! I'm from the Clock Tower's Modern Magic Department..."

'

"Allah."

The girl didn't let him finish speaking.

She smiled slightly at Weber and waved to him: "I didn't expect the fraudsters in London to be so rampant. Uncle, you'd better go home early."

Before he could finish speaking...

She lightly touched the ground with her toes.

The girl's figure instantly transformed into a blurry purple afterimage, leaping onto the towering wall beside her.

After flashing a few times, it disappeared completely into the dark depths of London's night.

"Wait a minute! Who exactly are you...?"

Weber hurried two steps and reached out his hand to try to stop him, but all he got in response was the cold night rain.

His hand froze in mid-air, then fell limply to his side. He touched his rough cheeks and disheveled long hair, which were rough from staying up all night...

"I'm not even thirty yet... These young girls nowadays are so rude..."

'

Meanwhile, behind him.

The two monsters did not wait quietly for Weber to analyze their composition.

It's like an old television set that has lost signal and starts flickering with a hissing white noise.

With a rustling sound, the monster's body began to peel away into countless shimmering particles.

These particles rose slowly like fireflies, eventually merging completely into the air without leaving a trace.