Crossover Anime: Starting with Bankai from Demon Slayer

Chapter 440 Visitors to the Clock Tower

—There are many conflicting accounts of the origin of the dragon, and the records are confusing and unclear, largely because the people here do not have the habit of compiling history, causing much of history to become legend.

According to the Authority's current statements, all dragons roam the area around London, and all origins and ends are found there.

However, based on my extensive research in London and surrounding countries, this statement is not entirely accurate...

...The boundary of this world, and the Soul Society, still exist in a blurred and unclear zone.

Shinobu Kocho softly read the annotations left by Tokihime, her brows gradually furrowing.

In the Wallachia region, there once circulated an extremely ancient and bloody legend.

The people there feared a monster lurking in the night, feeding on human blood and suffering, known as a vampire.

At first, I thought this might be some kind of illusion in the mortal world, because the absence of a guardian deity allowed it to wreak havoc here for over a hundred years.

However, through my tracking and investigation, I discovered that the same spiritual energy field disturbances as those in London occur briefly here....

Incredibly, a peculiar dark dragon is wreaking havoc here.

As Shinobu Kocho read, her expression turned serious. Pointing to a particular sentence, she emphasized to Asuka, "And according to Tokihime's description... the reason for the Dark Dragon's appearance seems to be that a new Necro-London is forming there!"

What?!

The monk once told Asuka that Lionton was a special product of a spatial tear, where all living beings were stripped out of the Soul Society and it was an independent and special space.

But he never told himself that there were other places like this in the world.

Shinobu Kocho carefully read through the later records, then frowned and explained, "...the later records are vague, and many records have been deliberately altered or torn out."

"The general content that can be read clearly is that, with the help of Tokihime and the other horn captains, this rift was eventually closed, preventing the formation of a new alternate dimension."

"But the outcome of this matter is not written in this annotation."

Was it not written... or was it covered up?

"...Does it mention the name Camilla?" Asuka asked tentatively.

Shinobu Kocho carefully read through it several times, then shook her head hesitantly: "No, the later parts are very disorganized and don't seem to have been written in the same period as the earlier parts."

She pointed to a few sentences and said, "For example, look at the handwriting here, it's obviously messy, like it was written in a hurry. And in the following paragraph, even the words are misspelled."

"I think Captain Trompo might know something, but he can't explain it to us, which is why he sent us to this area to investigate."

"...Is that so?" Asuka looked up at the towering bookshelves and remained silent.

The secret is hidden here...

"Keep looking, Shinobu." He carefully put away the book containing Tokihime's notes and walked back to the bookshelf. "There's still plenty of time..."

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Looking at Asuka's somewhat heavy-hearted back, Shinobu Kocho sensed that the other person was hiding something from her, but she didn't ask.

Whatever it is, she will accompany him to find the answer.

On the other side, in London.

At the foot of the wide stone steps leading to the main entrance of the clock tower, a low-key black luxury car was parked.

Two figures were slowly walking down the steps.

"What a memorable reunion..."

Walking in front was Machiri, with her sapphire-blue, slightly wavy short hair.

He tilted his head back slightly, feeling the cold raindrops hitting his forehead and running down his skin.

"Hundreds of years, two worlds..."

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"This lair of magicians remains unchanged."

Half a step behind him was Souya Mochishiro, dressed in a sharp suit and wearing gold-rimmed glasses: "The message has been delivered, that's enough."

"Whether they are willing to conspire with Aizen to create a new world is not something I should concern myself with."

"Haha, Mr. Mochi is quite open-minded." Machiri touched the spot on his cheek where he had hidden the bone fragments belonging to the Arrancar beneath his artificial body.

"Thank you for your help earlier."

"It's simply a matter of each getting what they need."

Mole City Shuang also pushed up his glasses. When the rain touched the area around his body, it slid off automatically as if hitting an invisible barrier.

Let's rewind a little over two hours.

Their original mission was to gather information about dragons and mages.

But just like the weather in London, changes always come unexpectedly.

Upon stepping onto this land, Soujiro, guided by Machiri, arrived at the bustling Piccadilly Square and unleashed the senses of his Zanpakuto, Ame-dō Zhōryū.

This bizarre Zanpakuto, capable of fusing with any inorganic matter or even spiritual space, instantly took in the spiritual energy of most of London.

"Machiri".

"What's wrong? Have you found the entrance to Inner London?"

Machiri looked at the white doves in the square and asked casually.

"No, I've discovered something strange." Mole City turned his gaze towards East London: "It's completely different from the structure of spiritual energy... It's very similar to what you taught the little girl."

"Magic?" Machiri's previously languid eyes lit up.

There are magicians operating on the West Wing Bureau's territory? How could this be...?

"It seems this city is far more bustling than we imagined... Mr. Mole City, shall we pay a visit to the local tyrant?"

"Lead the way."

So the two temporarily abandoned their search for the entrance to Inner London and, following the guidance of the rain-soaked vine, went straight to the main building of the Clock Tower.

As the highest institution of learning and the center of power in the magic world, the Clock Tower's defenses are impregnable.

Countless genius magicians have set up layers upon layers of barriers here, and any reckless person who tries to force their way in will probably be blasted to death in an instant.

But all of this was meaningless in front of Mochishiro Souya.

"Rain and dew on the pomegranate tree," he murmured.

The magical barriers that were used to strangle the intruders actually retreated the moment they came into contact with the spirit-state raindrops.

The rain-dew-covered pomegranate has become one with the matter and concepts that constitute the barrier, and has even briefly taken control of this area.

"Please come in, the door is open." Shiro Sou also gestured for them to come in.

Machiri chuckled, straightened his suit, and swaggered into the magic temple.

However, a clock tower is still a clock tower.

Although the twins of the city had also disabled the outer barrier, the two visitors, radiating immense and completely unknown power, still alarmed the guards inside the clock tower when they walked openly down the red-carpeted corridor.

"Who goes there?! How dare they trespass on the clock tower!"

With a sharp shout, a dozen elite enforcers dressed in black trench coats, belonging to the Legal and Political Department, emerged from the shadows of the corridor.

Holding various magical costumes, they menacingly blocked the two's path.