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

This nameless deity completely refreshed his understanding of gods.

On the rooftop of the hospital.

The God of War, clad in a golden flame hunting robe, single-handedly suppressed the Gate of the Underworld with his sword.

Whether it's evil spirits trying to break into the mortal world, monsters attracted by the wind cave, or demons and monsters born from the phenomenon of time transformation.

None of them could survive in that sea of ​​fire that swept across the world.

Sword energy splashed freely, and golden flames ignited the eight directions.

They managed to clear a patch of white land amidst the endless tide of monsters.

It's like an unshakeable cliff.

The boundary line was forcibly separated there.

Before us lies the mortal world, rife with inhumanity; behind us lies the peaceful and tranquil present world.

So strong...

That's really too strong...

"He doesn't intend to keep killing until the Wind Cave closes, does he?"

This was the first time Dahei had ever seen a deity forcibly suppress the wind cave in this way.

In his memory, the strongest martial god he knew, Bi Shamentian, whom he knew from Ebisu Kofuku, would never have used such a simple and crude method.

The actions of the vast majority of gods are to find a way to close the wind cave before the time-changing phenomena and the monster tide take shape.

Because the power of gods and divine artifacts is finite.

"...Probably not?"

Yato's tone was full of uncertainty.

He didn't think the other person seemed like such a reckless person.

But looking at the scene before them, it's clear that this is what they intend to do.

With the power it has shown so far, closing the wind cave would be a piece of cake.

Could it be that this person, like himself, has become obsessed with the fighting spirit of a martial god and wants to have a good fight?

"Yato, are you sure this person is really one of those three?"

As another wave of golden flames swept away the monsters that had finally managed to form a considerable force, Ebisu Kofuku frowned, a rare occurrence for him.

Yato could sense that the aura of the sun on that golden crow was too strong, and so could she.

Moreover, she was born much earlier than Yato, and her feelings were much stronger than his.

"To be honest, I'm not so sure either."

Yato sighed softly.

Looking at the magnificent scene before him, which seemed like a myth being reenacted, he couldn't muster the slightest desire to fight.

joke.

With a casual swing of his katana, a flash of light swept across the sky, and surging golden flames burned away all the filth and resentment.

Was he supposed to take his crimson weapon and slowly chop them down one by one, only to suffer a crushing defeat?

He craved fighting, not humiliation.

His gaze fell on the snow-white bone sword that the other party had always held in his left hand but had never used.

The dragon aura on it is genuine and of a very high standard.

“But Xiao Fu, look at the sword in his hand, that’s a real divine weapon, right?”

"It is not the kind of artifacts that gods use now, which are created by giving names to the dead, but the true concept of divine artifacts in the age of gods."

Yato provided his reasoning:

"That's definitely the Kusanagi, there's no mistake!"

"Sigh, I hope I won't get involved in any trouble."

Ebisu Kofuku sighed.

She was very confident in her luck.

That's the kind of bad luck where things will always go wrong, no matter what kind of group chat it is.

Kujo Toru had no idea that the bystanders were making so many baseless speculations.

Just like when he played Nioh back then, he didn't actually pay attention to the background story of the Guardian Spirits.

That is the supreme power of the Nioh world.

Each guardian spirit is like a great monster or a deity born of nature.

However, such a powerful being did not choose to exist independently, but instead entered the bodies of the humans it chose to protect.

The so-called ninety-nine weapons are less a blessing from guardian spirits and more akin to a state of divine possession.

However, the control still rests with the user, and the guardian spirit merely provides corresponding power based on the user's own abilities.

Therefore, even though the level of spiritual power used by Kujo Toru has reached level 25, he still feels that he cannot sustain a long battle under the current state of having ninety-nine weapons.

I demand it!

Spiritual energy surged forth.

Golden flames are burning.

With a single swing of the sword, all things are cleansed.

The fierce sword energy directly severed the endless tide of monsters.

Countless streams of flame scattered with this sword strike.

Large numbers of demons and monsters were purified by the scorching sun.

The once densely packed night sky suddenly returned to its empty state.

But it didn't end there.

The foul air continued to gather towards the rooftop.

One after another, newly born monsters streaked across the night sky, like shooting stars, rushing towards this place, driven by instinct.

The evil spirits in the underworld are still baring their fangs and claws, surging outwards.

The dead yearn for flesh and blood, for the bustling world of the living.

The illusory golden flames enveloping the hunting robe gradually died down.

The golden crow flew out from Kujo Tetsu's body and transformed into a stream of light, landing on his shoulder.

The magnificent divine sword has regained its clear, bright blade.

In just a short time, nearly half of the spiritual energy in his body had been depleted, and Kujo Toru had no choice but to exit the state of the Ninety-Nine Weapons.

Even with level 25 spiritual power, it can only last for such a short time.

It seems that the path to becoming a free guardian spirit is much longer than he imagined.

However, once it enters the Ninety-Nine Weapon state, it is truly powerful.

but……

Kujo Toru took a good look at the purple-glowing ground beneath his feet and felt a headache coming on.

He admitted that grinding monsters in the Wind Cave was indeed very enjoyable.

Although the experience he gained was negligible because the monsters in this world were relatively weak, there were simply too many of them.

With a single strike, the information on the system panel poured out like water.

All of them are about what monsters were defeated and how many experience points were gained.

Even with the negative effect of halving experience gain due to the incarnation, the experience bar, which had reached level 12 after defeating Tamamo-no-Mae's single tail, was about to be filled up again.

However, the monsters seem to keep coming in endlessly, as if they can never be eradicated.

It's unimaginable how much filth can grow in the hearts of people in a city of several million.

These foul odors are usually fine and will dissipate on their own before long.

Monsters are only born by chance after encountering certain remnants.

The problem is that the wind cave is currently open, and all the foul air is gathering here.

At such a high concentration, the birth of a monster is easier than drinking water.

The guardian spirit is invincible, but the spiritual power within it is not infinite.

We must find a way to close the wind cave!

And he had already tried it.

However, the truth is that it cannot be turned off.

The reason is simple: he exploited a bug.

Whether it's an object from the mortal world or a person from the present world, everyone can touch the wind cave, except for him.

Although his identity is that of a deity walking in the mortal world, he is actually a living person in the present world.

Getting stuck at this step was something he hadn't anticipated at all.

Kujo Toru glanced at the three people watching the battle in the distance and immediately felt like breathing on himself.

Aren't you gods too? Isn't it your duty to protect humanity? Why are you just standing there watching?!

Teammates, step in and do something!

Volume 1: Chapter 95 So I am Ryougi Shiki?

"Even now, you still won't shut down the wind cave?"

Yato sighed.

Kujo Toru withdrew from his previous extremely powerful state, and he could see everything clearly from the rooftop.

But I had no intention of going up to help.

It wasn't that we were standing idly by; even in this situation, the opponent was still incredibly strong, showing no signs of weakness whatsoever.

Ancient seal characters, a deep blue, lit up one after another in the night sky.

A powerful barrier directly suppressed the wind cave.

Many small monsters turned to ashes the moment they crashed into it.

Even if a powerful monster manages to break in, it will face the merciless glint of blades.

Kujo Toru remained expressionless, his hand rising and falling with each strike of his blade, killing one enemy after another.

The movements were fluid and seamless, without the slightest hesitation.

Every gesture reveals the honed skills honed through countless trials.

That is a sword art specifically developed for slaying non-human beings.

It's unknown how many demons and monsters the founder of this swordsmanship fought.

"Speaking of which, didn't I just hear that person telling us to come over and help?"

A hint of hesitation appeared on Yato's face.

He seemed to have heard a call earlier, but now, surrounded by the howls and roars of monsters and vengeful spirits, he couldn't make it out clearly.

"Stop joking around. If we go over there now, that person might think we're in the way."

Big Black sighed and shook his head:

"He actually gave up that powerful strength to hone his martial arts skills under such difficult circumstances. He is truly a pure martial god."

With a monster tide of this scale, not to mention divine artifacts named by the gods, even the gods themselves would face a great risk of destruction.

As a result, the opponent was not afraid at all and did not actively close the wind cave, but instead turned it into their own battleground.