Crossover Anime: Starting with Bankai from Demon Slayer

Chapter 445 The Song of Hell Played

"Scatter! Don't get swallowed up by his domain!"

Wolfgang roared and gave the order.

As the captain of the Divine Punishment Team, he possesses the most powerful suppression and sealing magic in London.

"Absolute Law: Shackles of Heaven!"

The old man suddenly pointed his cane at Accardo.

In an instant, the space above Alucard's head was severely distorted, and several heavy chains inscribed with incantations appeared out of thin air, wrapping around Alucard's body again and again!

boom!!!

The pressure created a small vacuum in the mud beneath Accardo's feet, forcing his tall frame to kneel on one knee as his bones cracked and splintered.

Even so, Accardo was not subdued and continued to get up little by little.

"Don't even think about it, you monster!"

Manager Captain Harry Shak's hands quickly formed hand seals in mid-air.

As a master of spatial and material transformation magic, his methods are also extremely unpredictable.

"Sound forth, Angelbeats!!"

As Harry chanted, countless feathers rained down from the space around Alucard.

These feathers, seemingly harmless as they gently landed on him, revealed their terrifying nature.

reverse.

Arcadona's wounds, which were being shattered by the forbidden magic spell and were healing, stopped growing the moment they came into contact with these feathers, and even began to fester in the opposite direction!

They clung to Alucard's body, constantly trying to reverse the magic within him, turning existence into non-existence, and enhancement into weakening, ultimately transforming everything into meaningless nothingness.

"Roy! Now!" Sullivan shouted, the silver light on his blade already at its maximum.

She leaped high into the air again, ready to attack Accardo once more.

"Third Movement: Requiem!"

Roy's baton transformed into a golden streak of light.

This time, it was the sound of pure slaughter.

The golden sound waves transformed into countless sharp spears, which descended from the sky and pierced through Alucard's bound body, pinning him firmly to the ground, unable to move.

At the same time, these spears were like tuning forks, constantly echoing with piercing and deadly sound waves, frantically cutting into Alucard's flesh.

"Aaaaaah!!!"

Even Alucard roared under the combined suppression of the three captains.

His body began to collapse on a large scale under the influence of three forbidden-level spells.

Blood and flesh flew everywhere, and bones shattered.

The once arrogant and invincible vampire king now seemed to have become a tattered rag doll at the mercy of others.

"Owner!!!"

Silas watched this scene from behind, and was furious.

She raised her anti-tank sniper rifle, intending to fire in support, but found herself unable to lock onto the fast-moving captains.

"Don't waste your energy, little girl."

A gentle female voice rang in Silas's ear.

Captain of the Holy Missions, Ms. Milius.

The captain, who had kept his eyes closed and looked like a nun praying, had appeared behind Sylas at some point.

She held no weapon, only a holy book emitting a soft white light.

"Absolute Magic Chapter 78: Cage of Light"

Lady Milius gently opened the holy book, and a pure white beam of light instantly enveloped Silas.

This light is like the warm winter sun to ordinary people, but to Silas, a vampire similar to the Dark Dragon, it is no different from the most concentrated sulfuric acid!

"Ouch!!! It hurts! It hurts so much!"

Silas let out a piercing scream, and a large amount of blue smoke billowed from his body.

His skin began to burn under the holy light, and the sniper rifle in his hand fell to the ground with a thud.

"Stay here obediently. We'll cleanse your poor soul after we've dealt with the source of this turmoil," Ms. Milius said compassionately, turning her gaze to the besieged Alucard.

Just when all the captains thought victory was in their grasp and were preparing to launch the final blow to completely annihilate this fairy tale dragon.

Accardo, pinned to the center of the square and his body mangled beyond recognition, suddenly burst into maniacal laughter.

The laughter did not originate from vocal cord vibration, but rather resonated directly from the boiling, blood-red swamp, from the depths of countless wailing spirits.

His head, now only half a face, slowly rose, his face filled with extreme madness and pleasure.

"Hahaha! That's awesome...that's really awesome!"

"Your magic tricks, your will, your murderous intent to utterly annihilate me... are as sweet as the finest red wine!"

"Does this mean I really have a chance to die today? This is perfect!"

Before the incredulous eyes of the five captains, the crushed remains exploded and began to boil after merging into the blood pool!

Gurgle! Gurgle!

Dark red blood pools flowed and churned on the ground, transforming into hundreds and thousands of thick, fleshy tentacles, as well as enormous black hellhounds with countless compound eyes!

roar-!!!

The first to attack was the giant Baskerville Hound that leaped out of the sea of ​​blood.

Its gaping maw, large enough to swallow a double-decker bus whole, reeked of rottenness, and lunged directly at Roy, who was suspended in mid-air!

"Don't even think about being presumptuous!!"

Roy's expression was stern. He swung his baton across the air, and golden musical notes instantly condensed into a huge, illusory bronze bell, which slammed into the hound's head.

Thump—! ! !

The resounding bell tolled, transforming into a tangible wave of destructive sound that instantly shattered half of the hellhound's head into a shower of blood upon contact.

However, the shattered blood rain did not disappear.

The blood rain instantly reformed in mid-air, transforming back into hundreds of crimson bats that swarmed towards Roy. "His body has no fixed form! Physical damage alone is ineffective against him!" Sullivan moved like lightning, his Dragon Slayer Sword weaving an impenetrable silver net in mid-air, shattering all the bats that attacked Roy.

Harry Shak dropped his nonchalant expression and clasped his hands together abruptly.

Countless white feathers fell like a blizzard upon the blood-red swamp, attempting to transform this sea of ​​blood, which symbolized Alucard's life source, into nothingness.

The white feather falling into the sea of ​​blood did indeed trigger a violent explosion of magical power, with large swaths of flesh and blood being annihilated under the reversal of the laws.

However, that sea of ​​blood was simply too vast.

"What hardworking fleas."

Accardo's voice came from all directions.

In that blank area obliterated by feathers, more black blood surged out and filled the void in the blink of an eye.

In the center of the sea of ​​blood, Arcadona's figure, dressed in a red coat and wearing a wide-brimmed soft hat, miraculously reformed without a scratch!

He raised his twin pistols, the black muzzles pointing at the captains around him, and grinned cruelly: "Your tricks are indeed exquisite; every attack is deadly."

"In that short minute just now, you killed me... seventy-four times? Or eighty times? I've almost lost count."

boom! boom! boom!

The explosive armor-piercing rounds roared out, forcing the captains to use defensive magic and retreat repeatedly.

"But what's the point?"

Alucard laughed wildly, spreading his arms to show the seemingly never-ending abyss of the dead behind him.

"The legions of Wallachia, the plague of London, the countless souls I have devoured in history—all are shields I use to replace death!"

"As long as you haven't killed all three million lives, I will be immortal!"