Supernatural/Anime Crossover: Where Did My Romantic Comedy Go?

Pull it out!

Wave it!

Then, end this world!

In the rear hall of Higurashi Shrine, the tide of yokai caused by the transformation of time blotted out the sky and stretched as far as the eye could see.

Kagome Higurashi was pale and could only watch helplessly as the hideous monsters pounced on her.

Beside her, her grandfather, mother, and younger brother had all fainted during that terrifying hallucination.

She was the only one who remained conscious.

"Toyoashihara, the Central Plains, who has caused this disturbance, I, the God of Night, have descended upon this place, submitting to the might of the Crimson Weapon, sweeping away all the filth and barriers, and slaying them!"

He recited solemn blessings.

A dazzling light emanated from Yukine.

With a swing of Yato's sword, more than a dozen monsters instantly turned into ashes and scattered.

But soon, new monsters joined them.

The black tide in the sky showed no signs of abating.

On the other side, after returning Yukine to Yato, Kujo Toru immediately picked up the scabbard that sealed Ama no Murakumo and used it as a sword.

Although he used Hiyori Iki's body, with each swing of his sword, monsters were directly defeated.

"Yato, go stop him. I'll handle things here."

After assessing the situation, Kujo Toru made a judgment immediately.

"it is good!"

The situation was urgent, and Yato didn't have any more words to say.

After cleaving the frog-like monster in two from head to toe with a single slash, it leaped up like a giant bird and swooped down towards the snail clam.

"Clam, stop!"

His deep blue eyes were icy cold.

clang!

The two swords clashed.

A murderous aura permeated the air.

"Are you going to stop me?"

Despite bearing the appearance of Kujo Tetsu, the eyes of the clam were devoid of emotion.

"Yes." Yato looked at him seriously: "Stop. Gods can't use the Ame-no-Murakumo. You've already tried."

"so what?"

His lips curled into a grin.

The clam's question sent a bad feeling through Yato's heart.

His next words made that premonition come true.

"Why don't I just become a monster?!"

Volume 1: Chapter 168 (6K) Where are my teammates? Hurry up and join the team fight!

In the pitch-black room.

The blond-haired youth stood in front of the window with his hands behind his back.

In his vision, an ominous purple light shot into the sky from a distant hilltop, stirring up the entire city's mortal realm.

A thick, foul odor billowed out, which could be felt even from miles away.

One new monster after another emerged.

The demons and monsters that usually lurk in the mortal world are also attracted by this power and gather in that direction.

Although it wasn't an eruption of the Wind Cave, the resulting surge of monsters had completely exceeded the limits of time.

"Is this the power of the Ama-no-Murakumo? It's truly terrifying."

He made a perfunctory remark, but there was not a trace of greed in the blond-haired youth's eyes.

He knew very well what would happen if he took that demonic sword.

Even the Dog General Toga, who was known as the invincible king of the Western Regions during the Warring States period, was ultimately devoured by the Ama-no-Murakumo.

He wasn't confident enough to believe that a sorcerer like himself, who could only manipulate the elements with stolen words from the underworld, could subdue this demonic sword.

If he truly possessed that power, he would have already gone to find Ama no Kusanagi himself, then drawn his sword and slashed down that mysterious God of War.

But Lin Liu? Dam Er∞ is not here like a rat in a sewer.

"The boundary line has been broken, and there are more than ten hidden ghosts. We can move on to the next stage."

On the table behind him, a piece of white paper with an eye pattern on it caught fire and burned in no time, turning into a pile of ashes.

Although he orchestrated the scheme involving the clam and the cloud, his goal has always been simple.

Let Kujo Tetsu fall into the realm of the demon, becoming a monster.

Gods are beings born from human desires.

For deities, faith is both the foundation of their existence and a deadly poison.

What happens when a god begins to be worshipped as a demon?

The blond-haired youth can give a very clear answer:

玖⊙流4翏气ba?rI?神堕.

Just as gods can be wounded by the negative emotions of divine artifacts, they become tainted with filth and begin to slide into the abyss of demons.

Normally, this process is very slow because a change of faith is not something that can happen instantly.

Even the slightest bit of filth can be resisted by the gods themselves, and they can then find a way to cleanse it.

But what if thousands, tens of thousands, or even hundreds of thousands of people think the same way?

Can the gods resist such depravity?

The clam has already disguised itself as that war god and is about to pull out the Kusanagi sword, becoming the villain who will destroy the world.

The boundary line was broken by the Kusanagi, and tonight, even ordinary people can glimpse the scenes of the mortal world.

His next step is to spread the word.

And coincidentally, in this era, there is something that can spread information to the widest range in the shortest amount of time.

network.

He orchestrated the hype surrounding the previous post about divine salvation, which had already attracted considerable attention.

Now, all it takes is a gentle spark to ignite it completely, and the martial god who single-handedly suppressed the Wind Cave will be pushed into the abyss of demons by the humans he protected.

"This is a really interesting script, hahaha."

The blond-haired youth covered his forehead with his right hand and laughed smugly.

He was not worried that things would not go as he had planned.

If the other party is a god, there is absolutely no way to escape.

As for the inability to stop the Ama no Kusanagi, leading to the actual destruction of the world? This was a result the blond-haired youth desperately wanted.

Because all humans and gods deserve to die!

At Higurashi Shrine, after hearing what Ebi had to say, an unbelievable thought came to Yato's mind.

His body started moving directly.

He clenched his left fist and swung it straight at the clam's face.

He increased the force of his right hand, and the two divine weapons clashed in mid-air, emitting a trembling sound and sparks flying.

boom.

A dull thud as flesh was struck.

A small ripple appeared in the air.

Her clothes fluttered in the wind.

The clam raised its left hand, grabbed Yato's fist, and forcefully caught the punch that had struck it with shock and anger.

Her face paled slightly, clearly indicating that she was not feeling well.

"You bastard, you wouldn't be planning to..."

"That's right, just as you think."

Yingbang interrupted Yato quite calmly, without the slightest emotional fluctuation.

It's as if they're talking about something insignificant.

Then, he suddenly widened his eyes and shouted sharply:

"Zero weapon!"

Splash!

As the sound of running water arose, Yato felt a damp breath wash over him.

Clear water flowed along the crimson blade, reflecting the ominous purple light of the night sky.

Then, it shot straight at his face.

"Yukine!"

Yato was not to be outdone, nor did he dare to show weakness, because he already knew about the clam's plan.

At the same time, they knew that there was no way out.

Anger burned fiercely in his deep blue eyes.

A dazzling white light suddenly rose from the toes of his feet, forming a temporary barrier that separated the two of them.

Just like opposing positions.

Not only the gods, but also the divine weapons in their hands, began their battle.

The pure water flowed like sharp arrows, striking the barrier.

Water splashed everywhere.

Cracks spread outwards from the point of impact, making the building look like it was about to collapse at any moment.

Yukine gritted her teeth and held on to the line.

He had only been a divine artifact for less than seven days, and was still unable to fully utilize his power. Almost immediately upon engaging in combat, he was at a disadvantage.

"Yato, you can't stop me, and you can't stop your father either."

The snail and the clam seem to be stating a fact.

As he finished speaking, a cacophony of footsteps suddenly came from all directions.

To Yato's astonishment, one figure after another emerged from the darkness, totaling at least a dozen, surrounding the two of them.

Among them were office workers in suits, high school students in uniforms, elderly people with gray hair, and middle-aged people who were quietly balding.

Despite their different genders, ages, and professions, they all shared a blank expression, showing no emotion even after witnessing the life-or-death struggle between the two gods.

He simply held up phones of different price ranges and silently approached the two of them.

Just by seeing the faint eye patterns visible under the collars of those people, Yato already knew that these people were the work of his blond father.

No matter how hard he tried, he couldn't figure out what that guy was thinking.

"What exactly do you want?"

This feeling of being surrounded by a conspiracy yet completely unaware of it made Yato quite irritated, and he couldn't help but ask a question.

"It seems to be something called live streaming."