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

Kagome Higurashi, however, was plunged into deep despair.

What is all this...?

With a weak, mournful cry, he collapsed to the ground.

This sword strike completely shattered her reason.

My brain has completely shut down and refuses to comprehend the scene before me.

"Prison Dragon Break!"

The clam roared angrily, and the Kusanagi Clouds trembled in response.

The demonic sword, sealed for seven hundred years, and the calamity god, forgotten for hundreds of years, now reveal their ferocious power to all people in the present world!

The hill where Higurashi Shrine is located, which is tens of meters high, has been split in two!

Starting from the tip of the snail's foot, a deep rift valley was forcibly carved out!

Yato's sword light was effortlessly crushed by the overwhelming torrent.

It doesn't even qualify as a speed bump.

Although he had done his best to avoid the path of the hell dragon at the last moment, the mere aftershocks caused countless wounds to burst open all over his body, and blood spurted out, staining his clothes and the ground beneath his feet.

Yukine was thrown from his hand and rolled to the ground, eventually transforming into the original form of the blond-haired boy, lying motionless on the ground, his fate unknown.

The earth was shattered, and the hellish dragon, which had transformed into a natural disaster, did not stop its advance. Instead, it continued to sweep across the city, bringing unstoppable destruction and end to the entire world.

'Lord Kujo…'

Hiyori Iki's voice trembled.

She considered herself to be someone who had seen big scenes before; the battle to suppress the wind cave that night was already an apocalyptic scene, so she shouldn't be scared anymore.

But everything happening before her eyes told her that she was too young.

This is the true grandeur that mythology should possess.

The sword that reigns supreme over the world... Is there really anyone who can stop it?

How many people will die from this sword strike? Tens of thousands? Hundreds of thousands? Or an entire city?

Ichiki Hiyori dared not even think about it.

Especially when they saw Yato, the god, be defeated instantly.

"Don't panic, I've arrived."

Kujo Toru spoke to comfort her, his tone as calm as ever.

It's as if these things in front of us aren't a big deal.

This tranquility also touched Hiyori Iki, calming her anxious heart.

However, she did not notice the caution hidden in Kujo Toru's voice.

Big monster.

Without a doubt, the demonized Ebisu had already reached the level of a great demon when it pulled out the Kusanagi.

This was also the first time that Kujo Toru had truly encountered an enemy of the level of a great yokai.

That's not a simple title.

There are countless legendary monsters, but there are only a handful of truly great monsters.

Tamamozen, Otengu, Shuten Doji, Otakemaru...

That symbolizes an unparalleled natural disaster, a powerful force that makes all armies flee in terror.

It's a level he couldn't reach even with his level 25 avatar and ninety-nine weapons.

"But... we'll have to try to find out."

In mid-air, the snow-white hunting robe fluttered in the wind.

Kujo Toru had ended his possession of Iki Hiyori and was now facing the hellish dragon charging straight at him.

I took a deep breath.

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

next moment.

Its daybreak.

Pure, unblemished golden light rose into the night sky without warning.

The golden crow shot up, piercing the deep night sky, then turned back down and disappeared into his body.

The snow-white hunting robe instantly transformed into dazzling gold, with illusory flames burning fiercely along the hem, exuding a sacred and awe-inspiring aura.

The spiritual energy within the body was rapidly dissipating, in exchange for even greater power.

Ninety-nine weapons activated!

Then, Kujo Tetsu lightly tapped the hilt of his sword with his thumb, drew his sword, and unleashed his strongest attack to date.

I demand it!

A blinding flash illuminated the sky above the city.

Countless people were awakened from their sleep, and then covered their eyes in anguish.

Immediately following was a terrifying sound that was completely beyond the limits of hearing.

The air seemed to be twisting and wailing.

The shockwave, visible to the naked eye, spread wildly in all directions.

The glass of countless high-rise buildings shattered instantly.

Streetlights snapped and cars were thrown about; a chaotic storm, carrying with it brilliant golden flames, spread in all directions.

A dazzling firework of death explodes in the night sky.

The clam retrieved the Cloud Fang.

The sword tip, brimming with an aura of destruction, pointed directly at the ground.

I looked up at the night sky.

A dazzling golden figure burst forth from the storm of flames, transforming into a meteor and crashing straight down upon him.

boom!

The ground beneath their feet collapsed deeply.

The rubble rolled down into the newly carved-out canyon.

The two ancient swords, each infamous in their respective worlds, were locked together in a fierce struggle.

Spiritual energy and foul energy clashed and surged.

Layers of air currents spread outwards, billowing smoke and dust.

Seeing that familiar face before him, the clam's smile grew even more rampant:

"Finally appeared, an unknown martial god. This aura of the great sun, no wonder that blond sorcerer was so wary of you."

Kujo Toru did not reply.

It wasn't that he didn't want to get information out of them, but rather that in the contest of power, although his spiritual energy had a strong restraining effect on the foul energy, he still inevitably fell into a disadvantageous position.

I can't get distracted.

Fortunately, at that moment, a stern and familiar voice came from above:

"Yiba! Shuba!"

Bishamonten has arrived!

Volume 1: Chapter 169 (6K) Perhaps it's because Unit-01 was so powerful.

Her long, golden hair fluttered in the night sky.

Despite having a minor disagreement with Kujo Toru in the past, Bishamonten still spared no effort in taking action at this time.

She took in the full force of the hurricane that had threatened to destroy the entire city.

Therefore, she was very clear about the kind of opponent she was facing.

Never engage in close combat!

That was her first reaction.

Thunder rumbled continuously in the night sky.

The wind and fire raged in all directions.

The deadly silver bullet tore through the thick, foul stench, guided by the mace, and shot towards the snail's vital point.

With the opponent currently forced into a stalemate by Kujo Toru and unable to free up his hands, this is the perfect opportunity.

If he tries to counter this, he will reveal a weakness, which will give Kujo Toru the perfect opportunity to press his advantage.

Bishamonten thought things through clearly and made a decisive decision.

Whether it was the terrifying, suffocatingly thick, foul aura emanating from the opponent, or the sword strike that had previously torn the heavens and earth apart, both had far exceeded her limits.

Without a doubt, only Kujo Toru is capable of fighting him head-on.

She could only try to create opportunities for Toru Kujo.

However, even though she is the head of the Seven Lucky Gods, she cannot make her wishes come true.

Facts always seem to go against your ideas.

Yingbang ignored the vicious bullet that was heading straight for him.

His entire body was shrouded in a layer of crimson filth, his hair fluttering lightly, without the slightest flaw. It seemed to be a thin layer, yet it was more sturdy than any armor.

The bullets that Bishamonten fired with all his might were vaporized as soon as they got close to him, having no effect whatsoever, not even a jolt.

In this era of declining Shintoism, great demons are invincible.

Just being able to appear in front of him is already quite outstanding.

If it were a weaker god, they probably wouldn't even have time to summon their divine artifacts to resist before being corrupted and defiled by that foul energy.

After pulling out the Kusanagi, the clam changed completely.

He was incredibly arrogant.

A smile spread across his face, and his scarlet eyes were fixed on Kujo Toru, who was standing right in front of him.

After falling into demonhood, he immediately sensed the pervasive foulness in the world, which was the source of his inexhaustible power.

This also made him deeply convinced of one thing:

"This world is beyond saving!"

One day, the gods will be completely abandoned, and the age of monsters will finally arrive.

Before that, let him destroy this filthy and disgusting world!

With a forceful pull of his arms, the simple, unadorned straight sword pressed the divine sword back, landing it on Kujo Toru's shoulder.

Heavy enough to weigh ten thousand jun, the seal of the 鸸印彡呜琦镹陆僄倭∞.

On the blade, nine seal characters emitted a faint blue light, and illusory flames burned fiercely.

It illuminated half of his profile.

The clam just stared at him, and a strong sense of crisis suddenly exploded in Kujo Tetsu's heart.

"Prison Dragon Break!"

A loud shout.

The storm that destroyed everything rose again.

A raging dragon from the depths of the underworld wreaks havoc in all directions.

He quickly released the sword hilt with his left hand, reached for his right waist, and grabbed the Holy Bone Sword.