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

The tentacles retreated back into the hilt of the sword like a receding tide.

Takeda Nobutora's body fell to the ground with a thud.

The sword Kusanagi flew to the shrine maiden's front, the bead on the hilt reflecting the shrine maiden Tsubaki's pale face, which was filled with resentment.

"I must say, you are really powerful."

"Mocking me?"

The shrine maiden Tsubaki scoffed.

If she were truly powerful, she wouldn't be in this predicament.

The exorcist clan would then no longer actively seek out Kikyo to guard the Shikon Jewel.

If she had the Shikon Jewel, she might not have lost to this demonic sword tonight.

"No, in my opinion, you are the strongest priestess."

Chun's expression froze.

He put away his smile and looked seriously at the Ama-no-Kumara in front of him.

She had already understood what the other person meant.

"You want me to hold your hand?"

“That’s right!” Ama-no-Kumara’s voice was resolute: “If it were you, you would be the most suitable sword master for me!”

"No one can stop you and me now!"

The castle tower fell silent, save for the crackling and popping sounds of flames scorching the wood.

A moment later, a mocking smile reappeared on Chun's face:

"Do you really want to turn me into a puppet?"

He propped himself up from the ground.

Then, he grasped the cloud of heaven.

I accept!

Volume 1: Chapter 177 (4K) Praying to the gods, and ultimately choosing to respond...

The gates of the underworld opened wide, and the raging dragons of hell rampaged across the land.

Everything in its path was destroyed.

Mountains and forests collapsed, rivers overflowed, and blood stained the heavens and earth.

"coming!"

Kikyo's expression was very solemn. Her bow was drawn to its fullest extent, and the Demon-Slaying Arrow on the string became the only light in the dim world.

The terrifying hurricane that stretched from the horizon was incredibly fast; in just a few moments, it had swept in from the horizon and was about to reach us.

Kujo Toru never expected that he would encounter Gokuryūha before even seeing Ama-no-Kumarakumo, and before he was even some distance from Kai Province.

Without much thought, he summoned the Golden Crow Guardian Spirit and activated the Ninety-Nine Weapon Forms.

The sun suddenly rose, then plummeted downwards, disappearing directly into Kujo Toru's body.

The snow-white hunting robe was draped in magnificent golden flames, and the sacred sword was also covered with a layer of golden flames, burning fiercely.

Sacred, awe-inspiring, and inviolable.

Kikyo unconsciously turned around and glanced at him.

Even though it was the third time, she still wasn't quite used to the great demonic aura emanating from Jinwu.

However, she quickly looked away.

Because there's no time left.

The devastating hurricane has arrived.

Smoke and dust filled the sky, the mountains and forests were torn apart, and wood chips and boulders were carried by the violent air currents.

Birds and small animals that had no time to dodge were instantly shredded to pieces, and blood rained down.

The bellflower loosened the bowstring.

hum!

The muffled thud of the bowstring vibrating was immediately swallowed up by the roar of the raging wind.

A glimmer of cool light rose against the current from the dim world.

The Demon-Slaying Arrow transformed into a dazzling white light, tearing through the viscous foul air and crashing straight into the hellish dragon that connected heaven and earth.

The instant it touched the ground, a flash of inspiration struck, and it forcefully tore a gap open in the hurricane.

boom!

The pure spiritual energy and the extremely vile filth collided violently, resulting in a stalemate.

The effect is remarkable.

However, for a massive hurricane, this small opening is far from enough to stop its rampage.

So Kujo Toru made his move.

Golden light pierced the darkness.

The illusory flames transformed into a sea of ​​fire, illuminating the heavens and the earth.

A figure rose from the ground and, right before Kikyo's bewildered eyes, rushed into the gap.

Then.

The clear sound of metal clashing echoed through the sky.

They forcefully suppressed the rumors.

The storm suddenly dissipated.

The airflow was like a knife, leaving grooves in the ground.

The shrine maiden's white robes and crimson hakama fluttered in the wind, her long hair flying wildly, making it difficult for her to maintain her balance.

It wasn't until he formed hand seals and created a simple barrier in front of him that he felt much better.

The smoke and dust gradually subsided.

Vision began to clear.

The two figures were pressed tightly together, their blades locked in a fierce grip, trembling and clanging.

Tiny specks of illusory golden flame drifted down from the edge of the hunting robe.

The boy's face was more solemn than ever before.

The nine seal characters on the divine sword, which possess the power to ward off evil spirits, had already lit up, illuminating the faces of the two people.

"Oh? You're the martial god that Ama-Kusanagi spoke of?"

The sky remained obscured by thick, dark clouds, with purple lightning flashing like snakes through the clouds.

Unlike Kujo Toru's solemn demeanor, the aloof and beautiful shrine maiden appeared quite relaxed, even chatting with him casually.

"Was that your power just now? It felt pretty ordinary. Are gods really such weak beings?"

These are extremely blasphemous remarks.

Moreover, the cloud of heaven gave her the confidence to say that.

With a slight exertion of one hand, Kujo Toru was forcibly knocked back.

The purplish-black sword light pierced the sky, tore through the earth, and chased after him.

Kikyo frowned slightly and immediately drew her bow and nocked an arrow.

The Demon-Slaying Arrow struck the sword light like a meteor.

It radiates a dazzling brilliance.

Shockwaves spread outwards in concentric circles, causing the air currents to flutter her clothes.

They eventually both disappeared.

Kujo Tetsu retreated cleanly to her side, his gaze fixed on the shrine maiden Tsubaki.

The Kusanagi was not lying.

Tsubaki is the most powerful priestess of this era, and also the most suitable swordsman.

With her pure and powerful spiritual energy and boundless desires, no one could unleash the full power of the Kusanagi Sword better than her.

Takeda Nobutora can't, the demon-fallen Usagi can't, and the long-dead Inu Admiral can't either!

Her jealousy of Kikyo and her desire to maintain her youth forever with the Shikon Jewel were the greatest driving forces behind Ama no Kusanagi.

Never before has there been such a wonderful start!

Tensakumo was very excited.

It was all worth the effort it put in to trick the shrine maiden Tsubaki into holding it.

The tip of the sword was trembling.

Malice descended upon Kujo Toru without restraint.

It hadn't forgotten how this unknown war god had chased it all over the place before.

Now is the time for revenge!

Quick, kill him!

He excitedly urged Chun in his heart.

But the shrine maiden Tsubaki completely ignored it and instead looked up at Kikyo.

The emotions in his eyes were quite inexplicable.

On the contrary, Kikyo remained as aloof as ever, without the slightest fluctuation.

"Hand over the Shikon Jewel, Kikyo."

The cloud of heaven slowly rose, pointing directly at the shrine maiden.

Chun's voice was cold.

However, Kikyo's response was rather bland:

"In your current state, do you still think about protecting the Shikon Jewel?"

"Then don't worry about it." Chun's reply was even more domineering: "Or are you hoping to join forces with this Martial God to stop me? Don't make me laugh."

"I was just saying hello to you."

The sarcastic words dissipated in the breeze.

However, neither Kujo Toru nor Kikyo were moved in the slightest. They were simply silently accumulating spiritual power, preparing for the next direct confrontation.

The sword was raised high towards the sky.

The thick, foul air was stirred up and gathered from all directions.

"Either hand over the jade to me, or I'll kill you and then search for it slowly."

A sudden gust of wind and thunder.

The terrifying hurricane that brought destruction to all things has been unleashed once again.

A mad dragon emerged from hell, unleashing its own roar.

"Prison Dragon Break!!"

The demon sword was swung down heavily!

Breathtakingly powerful.

The power of the great demon is displayed without restraint here.

As she herself said, although it was the same move, the terror it displayed this time far surpassed its previous power.