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

And right now!

The centipede with half its limbs missing on the ground came into its view.

Not strong enough.

It could even be described as frail.

But for now, this is its only option.

Without the slightest hesitation, the Kusanagi changed direction in mid-air, transforming into a chilling purple streak that plummeted straight towards the centipede woman.

However, Kujo Toru was faster than it.

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The last bit of spiritual energy in his body was also drained.

The azure sword light, enveloped in surging golden flames, pierced the night sky.

The foul air and resentment in the air were instantly swept away.

The earth was torn apart, and sturdy trees collapsed one after another.

The deep darkness was dispelled by the dazzling light.

The magnificent hunting robe fluttered fiercely in the night wind, then quickly faded to snow white.

The ninety-nine weapons could no longer maintain their state.

To the astonishment of the centipede woman, the demonic sword suddenly stopped its descent and flew towards the sky without looking back.

While fully demonstrating the art of stopping at the last second, he barely dodged Kujo Toru's final sword strike.

The centipede woman was left standing there, completely bewildered.

Group·Yin Lingyi q?飼洽jiu寺镹玐嗤.

Blood rained down.

The flash of the blade was not hindered in the slightest.

The enormous demonic body, a full hundred meters long, was cleaved in two.

A long trench was torn open in the ground, cutting off the ever-flowing river in the process.

The surging golden flames exploded completely, instantly erasing the centipede woman's presence.

You won the bet!

The clouds, like tethered clouds, were very excited as they traversed the night sky.

It was gambling just now.

Toru Kujo was also in poor condition and unable to engage in another intense battle like before.

If it loses the bet, it can simply control the centipede woman and fight Kujo Toru again, then try to escape.

If I win the bet, I'll do what I'm doing now: use the centipede as a scapegoat, and I'll be able to escape successfully.

Clearly, luck was on its side.

The God of War eventually ran out of strength.

To be honest, Ama no Kumo was also filled with a sense of luck.

He thought he had broken the seal, but it was an era of weakened faith and the rise of demons and monsters, with gods degenerating into monsters as their hosts.

Although they have only just crossed the threshold of becoming great demons, it is enough for them to act with impunity.

But they just happened to encounter such a terrifying god who could withstand Yulongpo head-on.

Since it fell into the clutches of the demon sword, this is the first time it has encountered such a situation, apart from the Dog General Toga.

The reason lies entirely in the magical artifact in that guy's hand!

Kujo Toru could clearly sense that although Kujo Toru's power in that strange state was great, he had not reached the level of a great demon or a great god.

It's the problem with that divine sword!

But it doesn't matter anymore.

In this day and age, once it recovers, it will only be stronger than when it was first broken.

Moreover, the monsters that gods have fallen into are ultimately not compatible with them.

Only humans!

Humanity's insatiable desires are what have propelled its power to its peak!

If one were to encounter a monster that had fallen from human form, it would be the perfect swordsman for its dreams.

The Ama-no-Murakumo has decided that it will never appear before Kujo Toru again until it finds such a human.

Kujo Toru stood on the thatched roof, looking up at the Kusanagi cloud that was about to disappear into the night sky.

Although he really didn't want to let it escape, he had no choice; his spiritual power was exhausted.

We had no choice but to give up.

Just then, a swift beam of light shot out, grazing his face.

In an instant, it pierced the deathly silence of the dark night sky.

Like a shooting star, it shattered the air.

Ripples spread wherever it passed, accompanied by wind and thunder.

Finally, it crashed hard into the gray-white sphere on the hilt of the Kusanagi sword.

A sudden flash of inspiration.

Even from a great distance, the bright light can still be seen.

The violent airflow generated by the impact instantly uprooted the surrounding trees.

Under the influence of this force, the Ama-no-Murakumo was also spun and thrown out, then quickly stabilized itself and disappeared into the night.

He looked quite disheveled.

"...They ran away."

A rather ethereal voice rang out, and upon closer listening, one could discern a subtle hint of dissatisfaction hidden beneath the seemingly calm tone.

Kujo Toru turned his head to look.

The shrine maiden, dressed in white robes and crimson hakama, furrowed her beautiful brows and slowly put away the wabi-juku in her hand.

Her long, black hair swayed in the night breeze, and moonlight shone on her fair face.

A faint, delicate fragrance of white plum blossoms can be detected.

The two locked eyes.

The surrounding villagers held torches and surrounded the wooden house beneath Kujo Tetsuya.

However, he didn't show any hostility on his face; on the contrary, he was very grateful.

"Thank you for your help in exorcising the demon, Venerable Master!"

An elderly man who appeared to be of some prestige stepped forward and bowed deeply to him:

"We hope you can give us a chance to properly entertain you."

Kujo Toru glanced around and noticed that everyone present was looking at him with expectant eyes.

He gave the priestess one last deep look, nodded in agreement, and jumped directly down from the wooden hut.

"Okay, thank you for your help."

Now that Ama no Kusanagi has not been left behind, he needs to consider what to do next.

Since there are villagers and shrine maidens present, we can preliminarily rule out the possibility that this is the world of the living.

In other words, that ancient well somehow transported him to some unknown era.

Kujo Tetsu didn't dare to go back to the original era through the well to summon people again.

Because if he leaves, he's not sure if he'll return at the same time.

Kusanagi was first injured by his spiritual power, and then took the shrine maiden's exorcising arrow. He was in a weak state, so we must stay here and find him as soon as possible.

Therefore, it is essential to establish a good relationship with this village.

"Great!"

The old man was very excited and quickly gestured with his hand:

"Please come to my house and rest for a while. There are a few houses in the village that are empty. I'll have the villagers tidy them up right away!"

"no need."

The priestess suddenly spoke.

She was highly respected among the crowd, and as soon as she opened her mouth, all the villagers stopped what they were doing and waited for her to continue.

"The village has just been damaged, so let the shrine provide hospitality."

The shrine maiden's cold voice, even when discussing hospitality, gave off an aura of keeping people at a distance.

After she finished speaking, her gaze fell directly on Kujo Toru's face, seeking his opinion.

"Sister Kikyo!"

Before Kujo Toru could answer, the little girl in the yellow kimono next to her became anxious.

He tugged hard at the shrine maiden's clothes, his face, which bore a striking resemblance to the maiden's, filled with urgency.

The priestess simply reached out and blocked her way, preventing her from continuing.

Continue watching Kujo Toru.

There seemed to be ripples in his bright eyes.

"it is good."

Kujo Toru nodded and readily agreed.

The little girl glared at him fiercely, puffed out her cheeks, but didn't say anything more, instead sulking.

The priestess patted her head to comfort her, then turned away:

"Please follow me."

Just then, a commotion suddenly arose outside the crowd.

Immediately afterwards, a young girl rushed in, followed by several panting villagers, each clutching an ordinary-looking sword sheath with tense expressions.

He only relaxed and looked relieved after seeing Kujo Toru.

"Lord Kujo! We've finally found you!"

"How did you get here?"

Hiyori Iki's sudden appearance was indeed a great surprise to Toru Kujo.

Just as the girl was about to explain, Kujo Tetsu saw the scabbard in her hand, roughly understood the reason, and immediately stopped her from continuing.

"Since you're here, that's perfect. Let's rest in this village for now and talk about everything tomorrow."

Looking at the villagers who were staring at her with strange eyes, Hiyori Iki instantly understood Toru Kujo's meaning, nodded vigorously, and stood beside him.

At this time, the villagers who had run over later explained the situation to the village chief.

Shortly after Kujo Toru left, Iki Hiyori emerged from the well and hurriedly followed behind him, but quickly lost track of him completely.

Fortunately, at that moment, the golden flame sword light erupted directly in the village, making Iki Hiyori realize that Kujo Toru was in the village, so she followed him to the village.

"Lady Kikyo, look at this..."

The village chief looked at the aloof shaman with a troubled expression.

This was also the first time that Kujo Toru learned her real name.

"It's alright, I'll go to the waterfall to practice tonight."

The priestess understood the village chief's concerns.

The shrine on the back mountain was built spontaneously by the villagers. It does not enshrine any gods and is not very large. It is usually occupied by her and her younger sister, Feng.