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

The clam answered him indifferently, completely ignoring the murderous look in his eyes.

"The gods will surely save the world!"

Suddenly, someone dropped their phone and rushed out from the crowd, heading towards the battlefield between the gods.

Shouting slogans and with a fearless expression, they looked like saints who were willing to sacrifice themselves for their gods at any time.

She stretched out her arms, seemingly intending to embrace Yato.

"hateful!"

Yato raised his leg, but ultimately held back some of his strength, only managing to kick the man away.

Although these people have been controlled by the demons and ghosts, they are still ordinary people in their bodies.

If he really didn't care, he could have kicked that person to death.

“That’s why I say you’re really weak right now,” the clam said, its voice filled with disappointment. “If it were you back then, you would never have given me this chance.”

In his view, the best way to deal with this situation is to cut down both the person and the enemy, so as not to give the other side any opportunity to take advantage.

Unfortunately, Yato is now a good person, and good people are always the ones with guns pointed at them.

Especially after he shed his identity as the God of Calamity, he never killed anyone again.

And this was the trap that the blond-haired youth had set for him.

The two were evenly matched, and Yato's actions were almost fatal to him.

The line that Yukine had laid down shattered with a crash.

A sharp pain came from my abdomen.

Yato let out a muffled groan and was sent flying backward.

Immediately, the clear water, as if it were alive, chased after his body.

Ultimately, a huge water prison was formed, trapping Yato inside and causing his death.

"Zero, you can leave now."

The clam did not turn around, but coldly issued its final command as a god.

He knew that the water dungeon couldn't hold Ye Dou for long, and he had to hurry.

The light slipped from her hand and transformed back into the girl's figure.

Without saying much, the girl simply took two steps back and disappeared completely into the darkness.

Her mission is complete; the stage now belongs to the clam.

A sudden gust of wind arose, and the air currents between heaven and earth instantly became extremely violent.

The clam opened its arms, as if welcoming some kind of sacred baptism.

The black tide that swirled in the sky, formed by countless monsters, seemed to have found an outlet in an instant.

Accompanied by piercing screams and mournful howls, countless demons and monsters surged madly toward the body of the clam.

Even the yokai who were still eyeing the Higurashi Shrine family changed direction and joined the tide.

The cloud-like cloud, which was stuck upside down in the stone bricks, also began to tremble violently, and its purple light flickered.

It was as if they were excitedly jumping for joy.

After a long period of seven hundred years, it is finally about to welcome a new owner.

This scene was also broadcast live in high definition on the internet by more than a dozen mobile phones present.

The ordinary world hidden beneath the surface is fully revealed to the perspective of ordinary people.

In a dark room more than ten miles away.

The blond-haired youth looked at the screen, his smile becoming increasingly uncontrollable.

The comments section is scrolling wildly.

Fear, curses, morbid curiosity, fanaticism.

Things progressed exactly as he had predicted.

"How long can you endure this pollution, Nameless Martial God?"

At his intervention, a mobile phone pointed its camera at the rear shrine of Higurashi Shrine.

Before he could even see what was happening, the screen spun around and then went completely black.

The originally ancient house has now become a ruin.

Kagome Higurashi sat blankly on the ground, her family members who had already fainted beside her. She looked up at Hiyori Iki, who was facing the Kusanagi Ama, holding a wooden scabbard.

Not long ago, Mingming was listening to her grandfather tell stories about the history of Higurashi Shrine at the dinner table, listening to her younger brother complain about his classmates at school, and thinking about how to share the burden of life with her mother.

But in the blink of an eye, all of that was destroyed.

She couldn't understand the root of tonight's events, but she could see one thing clearly.

Is this world about to be destroyed?

He muttered to himself.

The sky was filled with grotesque monsters, so numerous that they stretched as far as the eye could see.

It was pitch black...

Like a pitch-black sea, it's impossible to know how many monsters lurk beneath its surface.

The air itself seemed to have turned into some kind of murky mud, making it hard to breathe and incredibly gloomy.

"It will not be destroyed."

Kujo Tetsu knocked out the last passerby who was livestreaming, shut down their livestream, and stood up straight.

His gaze fell on the snail-clam that was continuously absorbing monsters into its body.

The original awe-inspiring divinity has completely vanished.

Instead, a foul odor, like a raging fire, filled the air.

He voluntarily gave up his divine status in order to be able to pull out the Kusanagi.

To wield this sword that dominates the world.

Kujo Toru did not try to stop him, because Iki Hiyori's body simply could not withstand such a strong foul atmosphere, and also because he himself was almost there!

Crimson eyes opened in the darkness.

The clam exuded a thick, bloody, foul aura, making him look like a vengeful ghost that had returned from the underworld.

The calamity god of the past has completely disappeared; what stands here now is a monster through and through.

He gripped the bone hilt of the sword with his right hand.

A purple pillar of light shot into the sky, like a celestial pillar connecting heaven and earth.

The foul air was stirring.

A powerful wind swept outwards.

Kagome Higurashi quickly grabbed onto her family members tightly to prevent them from being blown away by the strong wind.

Inside the shrine, large trees fell one after another, the main hall collapsed with a crash, stone bricks shattered into pieces, and the torii gate was directly torn in half.

The ancient shrine, which had been passed down for hundreds of years, was destroyed here.

Only the sacred tree that had lived for countless years and the shrine located behind Kujo Toru survived the disaster.

"This power..."

The clam raised its right hand high, revealing its cloud-like teeth.

He stopped pretending to be Kujo Toru and reverted to his original appearance.

Her long, silvery-white hair swayed incessantly.

His face was full of fervor.

Unable to contain himself, he covered his forehead with one hand and burst into laughter.

"Ha ha ha ha……"

Purple tentacles, like living snakes, emerged from the sword guard, coiled around the clam's right arm, and burrowed into its skin and blood vessels.

The veins bulged and writhed, and the originally normal skin color instantly turned into an ominous dark purple.

This was not the end; more tentacles surged up, crawling upwards along the clam's right arm.

They wrapped it layer by layer until they stopped at the shoulders.

From a distance, it looks as if it has merged into the clouds above.

"...Sweep away all filth and barriers, and slay!"

Yato finally escaped from the water prison in Nora.

Seeing the clam in this state, without much hesitation, he ran his left hand across Xueyin's sword and began chanting a prayer.

In the starless and moonless darkness, a bright sword light appeared.

It illuminates heaven and earth, bringing a brief moment of light to the world.

The thick, foul air was torn apart, and a huge hole was torn open in the heavy, monstrous black tide of the night sky.

The small hill where the shrine was located was almost cleaved in two by Yato's single stroke.

He had become completely ruthless, showing no mercy whatsoever, his eyes sharp and piercing.

The former scourge, now a fallen god, has finally rediscovered his true brilliance.

"Yes, that's the look you should have, Yato!"

The stunning sword light was reflected in the crimson eyes that represented complete demonization, and Yingbang grinned.

"But unfortunately, it's too late!!"

The blade was aimed at the flash of light.

The foul air pressing down on his head kept gathering towards him.

The bloodlust in his eyes intensified.

Then.

With a single sword strike, it fell.

wind.

The wind is everywhere.

The wind was chaotic and disorderly.

The wind that tears everything apart.

The nauseating aura of the underworld gushed out unrestrainedly.

It was as if the gates of the underworld had been completely opened, and a raging dragon roared out from the sword's edge.

That was a sight Yato had never seen before.

Pure violence, pure destructive power.

A destructive hurricane, surpassing all things, is violently spreading towards them!

It carries the momentum to shatter the earth and destroy everything.

The rocks, some as big as several people, looked like light, floating willow catkins being swept up into the sky.

The endless black tide, which Kagome suspected was the end of the world, was completely wiped out.

There was no struggle whatsoever, nor any room for resistance whatsoever.

Everything was so easy, like pen marks being erased by an eraser.

It's so simple it's obvious.

The moonlight once again bathed the earth.

Without the obstruction of clouds, it was brighter than ever before.