Anime Crossover: Post-Apocalyptic Survival, My Stand is the World

Just as she was about to be completely swallowed by darkness.

A sentence that truly belonged to Su Chen, carrying a hint of helplessness and teasing, unexpectedly echoed in her chaotic mind.

Your task is to stay behind.

'Your drawings are crucial to our monster database.'

'This is the most important work back home; only you can complete it.'

'……good.'

boom!

Like a bolt of lightning, it cleaved through the boundless darkness!

Eriri suddenly opened her eyes!

For the first time, there was no fear or tears in those deep blue eyes.

Only one kind remains: the hysterical anger that erupts when cornered!

Yes.

That guy...

That bastard...

He was the first person to affirm the value of my "paintings"!

He was the first person to entrust me with the "most important" task!

He said...

Only I can do it!

How could I give up so easily here?

How could I let him come back to find an empty house overrun by monsters?

How could I let him down!

"I'm not……"

An unprecedented courage, unfamiliar even to herself, erupted from her petite body like a volcano!

"—Loser dog!!!!"

She let out a roar that almost tore her throat apart, a roar filled with resentment and arrogance!

She stopped backing down and stopped crying!

Instead, he casually grabbed the heavy, solid wood easel next to him!

Then, she used all the strength she had in her entire life!

Looking at the face before her—the face of "Su Chen," the one she least wanted to disappoint him, yet one tainted by a monster—

It slammed down hard!

Chapter 24 Ko No Su Chen Da!

boom--! ! ! !

The stadium door was kicked open from the outside by an inhuman force, sending it flying inside!

Su Chen's figure shot into the building like a black cannonball.

Then he saw the blonde girl with twin ponytails, her face streaked with resolute tears, letting out a hysterical roar.

She lifted the heavy easel and, with a tragic, moth-to-a-flame gesture, smashed it down on the monster with her own face on it.

In that instant.

Su Chen's heart, which had become as still as a deep well due to cultivating the [Triple Rebirth] technique, was inexplicably and violently stirred.

'This guy...'

"That was pretty exciting!"

The con artist looked at the easel that was crashing down on him, and his "Su Chen" expression turned into a hint of extremely human contempt.

Weak and poor! Weak and poor!

It's like a child waving a feeble fist at an adult.

How could such an attack possibly be a match for me, the "Fraudster"!

It simply shifted its body slightly to the side, easily dodging Eriri's all-out attack.

The heavy easel slammed down on the floor behind it with a whoosh.

With a "crack," it shattered.

"Mu Da Da!"

The con artist spoke.

It mimicked Su Chen's voice, speaking in a cocky, arrogant tone.

"Mmm, this feeling is just wonderful! So wonderful that I feel like singing a song!"

"Even when I was born and had slaughtered hundreds of people, I have never felt as joyful and comfortable as I do now."

"Eri, your fear is so delightful to me!"

"That's really awesome, Iron Duck!"

As he spoke, the con artist inserted his fingers into his temples and stirred them incessantly; the scene was truly breathtaking.

It's like seeing an old friend!

"Struggling is useless."

"Give up, little girl. Be good..."

"Become my food!"

however--

It hadn't finished speaking.

A voice, colder, calmer, and more oppressive than the one it imitated, suddenly rang out behind it without warning.

"Oh?"

"Just a mere imposter..."

"—You dare to act like some big shot in front of me? Do you also have [TheWorld]?"

!!!

[The Fraudster] The body made of black mud suddenly stiffened!

Na, nai!

Its core flashed red light wildly, and an unprecedented sense of fear, originating from instinct, instantly swept over its entire body!

This voice...

When did you appear behind me?

It suddenly turned around!

Then it saw it.

I saw that, the real "Su Chen" that it was just clumsily imitating.

I saw the man's face, that extremely pleased, wickedly gleeful smile.

And behind him, a golden, god-like stand-in slowly emerged—[The World].

No, not good!

"You bastard..." The con artist's voice trembled for the first time, "When did you..."

"When?"

Su Chen's smile widened.

He slowly raised his hand and pointed to himself with his thumb.

"Who do you think was that who kicked the door open and rushed in just now? A beautiful young girl?"

He paused, and at that moment, the expression on his face became incredibly arrogant and wild!

"—What a pity! It's me, Su Chen! (KoNoSuChenDa!)"

The words have not yet been spoken!

The world has already raised its iron fist, as big as a clay pot, high enough to crush everything!

"Mu Da——!!!!"

A powerful and furious roar!

No time stop!

No fancy techniques!

It was simply pure and unreasonable, embodying all the anger in Su Chen's heart at this moment—

One punch!

boom! ! !

The fraudster's body didn't even have time to react!

He was struck squarely in the core of his chest by that fist that was fast enough to break the sound barrier!

That moment.

Eriri seemed to hear a sharp sound like glass shattering.

Immediately afterwards, the arrogant and terrifying monster that had driven her to the brink of despair was hit head-on by a maglev train traveling at full speed!

In an instant, its body caved inward in an exaggerated arc!

Then, it transformed into a black cannonball and flew backward!

Boom!

It crashed hard into the wall at the end of the stadium, cracking the sturdy wall with a spiderweb-like pattern!

Then, like a lump of mud, it slid to the ground.

One punch.

Just one punch.

That arrogant "Trickster" was completely rendered incapable of acting.

Its core is already riddled with cracks.

Its body was also uncontrollably emitting black smoke.

It... lost.

The defeat was inevitable.

"you you……"

It raised its head and looked at the man, who seemed like a demon, slowly walking towards it with an incredulous and fearful gaze.

Su Chen walked up to it and looked down at it from above.

"Fracturing, fracturing."

He rubbed his temples, feeling a bit of a headache.

“You’ve made such a mess of my ‘home’.”

"And it scared my lovely 'family' like this."

He looked down and glanced at his clean and slender hands.

"Do you remember how many pieces of bread you've eaten so far?"