Crossover: A Different Inuyasha.

Chapter 187 The Third Apostle, the Water Angel

Chapter 187 The Third Apostle, Water Angel

Apostle World, Third New Tokyo.

The flames of war ignited the night sky.

Destructive rays erupted from the Water Angel's eyes, tearing a gaping hole hundreds of meters long through the outer defenses of Third New Tokyo City.

The reinforced concrete vaporized in the high temperature, the armor plates curled up like paper, and the flames of the explosion illuminated half of the sky.

Loud sirens echoed over the city, with air raid sirens and sabotage sirens sounding alternately, reverberating through every underground passage.

The mushroom cloud of the ultimate weapon, the N2 landmine, rose from beneath the apostle's feet, and the scorching blast wave destroyed all the buildings and ground within a radius of several kilometers.

The water angel's body shattered and collapsed in the explosion, then new tissue grew from the broken pieces and reformed.

A second face burst forth from beneath the original one, its blood-red eyes opening wide. Another beam of light swept across the surroundings, destroying all the fighter-bombers and main battle tanks that were constantly launching missiles.

Amidst the earth-shattering roar, less than twenty kilometers in a straight line from the Third New Tokyo City, the camp of the Seventh Army of the Eight Enma was as quiet as another world.

At the campsite on the mountaintop, the campfire was burning brightly.

The firewood crackled and popped.

Oil dripped from the large pieces of mutton skewered on iron sticks, hitting the red-hot charcoal and sending up a small puff of fragrant smoke.

Ribs were roasted over the campfire until they were golden brown and crispy, their aroma mingling with cumin and local spicy spices, carried far away on the mountain breeze.

Wolf Wild sat beside the largest pile of firewood, clutching a lamb leg bone and tearing into it.

Fat dripped from the corner of his mouth, down his chin, and onto the leather armor on his chest. He wiped it away with the back of his hand without a care and continued gnawing.

Beside him, a lean wolf demon warrior crouched on a rock, its ears pressed against the back of its head, its tail swishing restlessly.

He gazed into the distance at the Third New Tokyo City, which was being ravaged by the Water Angels.

One by one, the rows of turrets went silent amidst the flames. Patriot missiles shot into the sky from their underground silos, creating a fiery net in front of the Apostle before being deflected by the AT field.

In the raging flames, the Water Angel, analogous to the Third Apostle of the Fourth Realm, dwells in the first layer of Heaven, "Shamaim," seemingly on God's command to exterminate humanity on Earth.

"Boss, it's been almost two years."

The wolf demon warrior couldn't help but speak, his voice slightly shaky from the distant explosion, "Is it really okay for us to just drift through life like this?"

Wolf Wild chewed the lamb leg, bone and all, until it was crushed. Mengmeng glanced at her subordinate with her big eyes, too lazy to even reply.

"Boss!"

Somewhat anxious, the wolf demon jumped down from the rock and walked to the campfire.

"The other Yama armies have made progress, and the Yuki-onna clan has even conquered an entire world. We've been doing nothing but eating and sleeping here, without making a sound."

"Will Lord Yura punish me?"

The destruction of the city is not the main point.

Human death is not one of them.

The key point is Luo Shengjing's attitude.

They wanted to take Langyegan to the next level.

"Yeah yeah."

A fox demon peeked out from behind the tent, its long, thin tail swishing back and forth, holding up a piece of jade in its hand, its tone full of worry.

"The spirit stones that everyone has been allocated are becoming increasingly important. We can't afford to be surpassed by the Snow Maidens."

Spirit stones are concentrated power of fear, or rather, power of faith.

Under Inuyasha's influence, it has become compatible with any cultivator in the Floating World, becoming the official currency designated by the cultivation community.

Similar to the spirit stones used by cultivators, their value retention far exceeds that of gold and silver.

"With me here, what are you afraid of?"

Wolfy spat the remaining sheep bone fragments from his mouth into the campfire, sending up a shower of sparks. He licked the oil from the corner of his mouth and slowly took a sip of his drink.

"Each world has its own strategy."

He stood up and walked to the edge of the cliff.

The mountains and forests beneath our feet undulated like waves in the night wind, while the distant Third New Tokyo City flickered in the firelight, like an anvil being repeatedly hammered and about to reach its limit, as if it would break at any moment.

The roar of the shells traveled twenty kilometers, and by the time it reached the mountain, it had become muffled, like distant thunder.

"Do you remember when we first arrived?"

Wolf Yegan turned his head to look at his subordinates who were gathering around him.

A dozen or so monster squad leaders gathered around and stood in a circle at the edge of the cliff.

"Right after we passed through the portal and learned about the situation, we stood on the front line of resisting the apostles."

Two years ago, among the eight Enma armies, only the first four armies possessed the strength of the fourth realm, while Wolf Mountain Inui's strength was only at the third realm.

Wolf Wild Dry's voice was rough and his tone was somber. "But what was the result?"

He looked at the dog demon.

The dog demon shrank back and whispered, "Old Grey and the others—"

"Yes, Old Gray."

Wolf Wild withdrew his gaze and looked at the distant firelight. "Old Gray and three brothers were captured by those men in white coats after they got separated from the group. We chased them for three days and three nights, and finally found them in an underground base."

His voice turned somber.

"Three skeletons, one survivor."

"The one that was alive—can no longer move."

"His body was covered in tubes, his eyes were open. What were those humans in white coats doing—do you remember?"

The area around the campfire quieted down.

The wolf demon warrior lowered his head, pressing his ears tightly against his scalp.

The fox demon's tail dangled between its legs.

"They're studying us," Wolfman said coldly. "Studying our strength, our flesh and blood."

"Treat us as some kind of unknown life form," as if we were apostles, as material that needs to be dissected and analyzed.

"If I hadn't been quick enough to get you out overnight, every one of you would be a specimen in their lab right now."

"Our Seventh Army became the first laughingstock to be wiped out. Even if I go to the Reincarnation Capital, I have no face to continue living!"

Wolf Wildan turned around to face his subordinates.

"The technology of this world far surpasses that of any world we have attacked before. Their weapons can penetrate the fur of the Third Realm, their reconnaissance systems can monitor our movements, their population is in the hundreds of millions, and every major city is a jungle of reinforced concrete."

"It is a fact that our Seventh Army ranks low in combat strength among the eight divisions. We can't even break through the standing defense network of the Third New Tokyo City."

"But things are different now; our strength has increased by leaps and bounds!"

Wolfy walked back to the campfire, sat down again, and tore off another piece of crispy roasted rib from the fire. "So, my strategy is simple."

He took a bite of meat, chewed it a couple of times, and continued speaking.

"Wait until they can't hold on any longer."

Wolfie swallowed the meat in his mouth and pointed with the bone stick in the direction of Third New Tokyo City. "Take a look at those things."

The Water Angel swept across the area again, obliterating a large artillery battery on the outskirts of the Third New Tokyo City, along with three surrounding armored companies.

"These apostles are incredibly powerful and extremely aggressive towards humans. They also possess learning abilities and extraordinary regenerative capabilities, leaving humanity utterly powerless in the face of their overwhelming strength."

Wolf Inui's large, innocent eyes reflected the distant firelight, his expression calm to the point of coldness. "There are multiple factions among humans, including the high-ranking officials of Third New Tokyo City, Commander Gendo Ikari. He clearly has a trump card—but he'll only use it in the most critical moment. Why are we in such a hurry?"

"But boss."

The dog demon couldn't help but speak up, "What if they deal with the apostles themselves? How will we have a legitimate reason to conquer this world?"

"The shrine maiden will not allow us to rule by violence."

"There isn't just one apostle."

Wolfy chuckled, "There are more than a dozen waiting behind."

"We'll make our move when the Third New Tokyo City is at its wit's end and has nowhere else to turn."

He stood up, threw the bone in his hand into the fire, and patted the ash off his hands.

"At that time, we will descend like a divine army, turn the tide, and no longer cooperate with the top leadership as before, but take care of the majority of the people."

"In this way, we will be their saviors!"

"They'll be begging us to stay, crying!"

The campfire crackled, and the mountain wind blew up from below the cliff, carrying the lingering smell of gunpowder from the distant N2 landmine explosion.

Wolfy finished the last bite of meat, yawned, and said, "Stop crowding around here. Go cultivate and try to reach the fourth realm."

The fox demon sighed, "Boss, there are only two of us in the army in the fourth realm, which is equivalent to two apostles. It's really a bit difficult."

"What's so difficult about it?"

Wolf Wild rolled his eyes. "Don't you all know what your backgrounds were like before you came to Fuli?"

"Back in the old days, being a local bully was considered the best you could do. Now, there are plenty of people in the third realm, so stop complaining to me."

"If you don't work hard, you'll be kicked out of the Enma Army."

Upon hearing this, everyone's eyes turned red.

Without the good resources of the Yama Army, they would have a hard time even reaching the third realm.

A dog demon's gray-white ears perked up, and it suddenly said, "Lord, should I go and ask around in the clan?"

These words stirred something within the monsters present.

The dog demon clan is a truly powerful clan in Fuli, with direct descendants of the God Lord and numerous collateral branches. Fourth-realm experts are plentiful. If a few dog demons could be recruited to assist them, the foundation of the Seventh Army would immediately be significantly strengthened.

Wolfy's eyes widened, and he rolled them wide. "They didn't ask for help, wouldn't it be shameful for me to ask?"

He waved his hand dismissively, like shooing away flies, "Get the hell out of here! Anyone who brings this up again will be the first to go after the apostle!"

Around the campfire, the monsters dispersed in twos and threes.

The wolf demon warriors did not leave.

"Boss," he whispered, "can we really wait that long?"

Wolf Wild took out spirit stones and began cultivating. He closed his eyes and said, "If we can't wait, we can still help the apostle."

"After all, they also have wisdom, and they are human beings."

The wolf demon fell into thought, then suddenly realized, "I understand."

Wolf Wild opened his eyes and looked at the wolf demon curiously, "What do you know?"

"The magic of turning church apostles into humans!"

"genius!"

"Boss, I'll go look up the spellbooks issued by the Ritual Bureau right away!"

Wolf Wildman watched the wolf demon wag its tail and leave happily, then closed his eyes.

With his fourth-realm spiritual perception, he could vaguely sense the enormous energy source beneath the Third New Tokyo, a source that even alarmed him.

To make a rough comparison, it is larger than all the apostles he can currently perceive combined, and could easily kill him head-on.

It lurked deep within the city, like a sleeping behemoth, and would have been impossible to detect had he not entered the fourth realm.

This is also why Wolf did not choose to retaliate immediately after breaking through.

What could this be? Should we report it to Lord Jieluo?

For a moment, Lang Yegan was also undecided.

NERV Headquarters - Underground City.

The curved ceiling hangs high, steel frames crisscross, and countless pipes and cables hang from the darkness above, gleaming metallically under the cold white lights.

Cold light.

The air was filled with the smell of ozone and synthetic lubricants, mixed with the dampness seeping up from deep within the concrete.

The walls on both sides are covered with a dense array of monitoring screens, each displaying different data—synchronization rate curves, neural connection status, and real-time parameters of various components of the EVA unit.

The light from the screen reflected on the ground, shattering into a patch of cold white light.

Shinji Ikari stood in the middle of the passageway.

Beneath their feet was a long corridor paved with dark alloy, stretching from the elevator exit all the way to the massive restraint frame in front of them.

On both sides of the corridor, NERV's technicians were staring intently at the control panel. No one was looking at him; only Gendo Ikari's voice, deep and steady, without any warmth, came through the loudspeaker throughout the space.

"Unit-01, ready for sortie. Pilot in position."

Shinji's gaze passed over the end of the passage and landed on Unit-01.

The purple armor gleamed with a somber metallic sheen in the cold light.

The enormous head hung low, held tightly in place by the mechanical arms of the restraint frame.

He turned his head away.

The stretcher was parked on the left side of the aisle.

Rei Ayanami lay there, her white combat uniform soaked in blood, which had congealed into a dark brown scab around her waist and abdomen.

His light blue short hair clung to his forehead and cheeks, soaked with cold sweat in strands.

His breathing was shallow, and each rise and fall aggravated the wound under his ribs, causing a faint twitch at the corner of his mouth.

His wine-red eyes were calm and still, like the still water beneath a lake in the depths of winter.

Shinji Ikari.

The sound from the loudspeaker came down again.

Shinji's shoulders hunched slightly.

"If you don't go, someone else will."

He clenched his fist, his nails digging into his palm, leaving four shallow white marks that slowly turned red.

Shinji, who was previously just an ordinary student and even afraid of interacting with people, was suddenly summoned by his father, whom he had barely seen, and ordered to pilot the purple mecha in front of him to fight against the monsters outside that seemed poised to destroy the world.

Are you kidding me?!

This is the destruction of life!

He subconsciously looked up at Rei Ayanami on the stretcher.

Li's gaze met his.

Those eyes neither flinched nor avoided.

There is no emotion.

It's as if she was meant to be used up; if she broke, replace her; if she rotted, mend her, without needing any extra emotions.

Shinji.

This time, the voice from the loudspeaker changed.

Indifferent and impatient.

What are you hesitating about?

"Never mind, Li, you can go."