Crossover: A Different Inuyasha

They wanted to escape this nightmare where even their screams were distorted.

But before she could run more than a few steps, strands of hair began to peek out from the deepening twilight.

The runner suddenly straightened up, like a puppet whose joints were pulled by strings stretched down from the sky, swaying and hanging in mid-air, gently swaying in the wind under the increasingly dark blood-red sky.

A chilling, terrifying, intense coldness crept up my spine and spread throughout my body.

"Everyone, stay alert! Protect the civilians! Watch out for monster attacks!"

Realizing he was now a caged beast, the Wind Cave Mage let out a roar that echoed through the mountains and forests like thunder.

The priestesses, regaining their senses, quickly formed a protective formation, clasped their hands together, and chanted incantations rapidly.

The barrier rose into the air, enveloping the four monks, including Mengxin, who were suspended in mid-air.

As soon as the barrier took shape, everyone saw the monk Mengxin's face contorted in agony.

His eyes struggled to move slightly, turning towards the crowd below, and he squeezed out broken and indistinct sounds from his throat.

"...Help...help me..."

The sound was like that of a drowning person struggling to extend their hand out of the water at the last moment, but without the strength to even shout, and could only utter meaningless gasps.

No one could respond to him.

No one knew how to save him.

Those tentacles intertwined with his flesh and blood, completely replacing him; the one controlling his movements was no longer himself.

Some people lowered their heads, while others turned their faces away.

Many more people stood frozen in place, their eyes fixed on the barrier, where the once highly respected and spirited monk Mengxin was now like an empty shell possessed by a parasitic monster.

Struggling in pain and despair, uttering sounds that are not human, is more chilling than any howl.

They were afraid that they might end up like the monk Mengxin and the others.

"Miko!"

"We can't see the strands of hair you're talking about, so from now on, you will be our eyes!"

Master Fengxue, who stepped forward to take charge, gave instructions in a very fast-paced manner.

However, no sooner had the words left his mouth than a crisp cracking sound was heard.

Dense cracks appeared on the barrier wall, and then with a "boom", the barrier exploded, turning into thousands of light fragments that scattered in all directions.

The body of the monk Mengxin fell from the shattered light—no, it could no longer be called a "body".

With both feet off the ground, he resembled a giant spider suspended by a string, lunging at high speed towards the demon-slaying crowd below in a bizarre and twisted posture in the twilight.

Before a young demon hunter could even raise his weapon, tentacles grabbed his shoulder and lifted him off the ground with a "whoosh".

The scene was comparable to tearing apart Japanese soldiers with bare hands.

The demon hunter's body crashed onto the grass not far away with a dull thud.

The screams had barely begun when they abruptly stopped.

At the same time, three other controlled monsters followed closely behind and pounced on the crowd.

Before a mage could even cast a spell, one of the monsters grabbed his head, its five fingers digging into his skull.

The skull was already dented and deformed. The mage thrashed about for a moment, then fell silent.

The scene descended into extreme bloodshed and chaos.

The demon hunters fought back fiercely, but to little avail—the four monsters moved erratically, their tentacles and limbs flailing about in the air, injuring anyone who grazed them and killing anyone who touched them!

A sorcerer gritted his teeth and threw out a talisman, which burst into dazzling golden light in mid-air.

Before it could even touch the monster, it was torn into countless fragments in mid-air by a sweeping blood tentacle, sparks flying as it turned into a wisp of smoke.

A demon hunter swung out a heavy iron chain, attempting to entangle the monster's body and subdue it.

The chains had just been taut when they were snapped by a brutal, almost terrifying force.

Chain links flew everywhere, and iron filings grazed my cheek, leaving a bloody mark.

Ordinary demon hunters wouldn't even have the right to raise their weapons in front of them.

"Get out of the way—!"

Seeing the situation becoming increasingly critical, the Wind Cave Mage could no longer guard against the monsters lurking in the shadows, nor could he think about why the monsters didn't hunt civilians.

He had no choice but to rush forward, the prayer beads on his right hand already untied, and the dark vortex in his palm opened with a low shout.

An irresistible suction force swept towards the two closest monsters.

A monster was tearing at a priestess's shoulder, its claws digging deep into her flesh, when it was suddenly pulled away by the suction of the wind cave.

Another monster was lunging at a fallen demon hunter, but it was also pulled back by the suction force of the monster, its tentacles flailing wildly in the air as it flew backward.

The two monsters struggled in the suction of the wind cave, and were eventually dragged into the darkness in the palm of the hand along with the dirt and rubble on the ground.

Having achieved his goal, the Wind Cave Mage quickly gathered his Wind Cave and wrapped his prayer beads around his wrist.

He bent down and helped up the demon hunter who had almost been swept away by the aftershocks of the wind cave. The man was pale and trembling, and it took him a long time to squeeze out a complete sentence.

"...Master...thank you..."

Master Fengxue had no time to pay attention, his face grim as he swept his gaze across the entire room.

The team, which had been nearly fifty people a moment ago, lost more than ten people in just over ten seconds.

Corpses were scattered all over the ground, and blood soaked the mountainside. The remaining demon hunters gathered together to defend against the monk Mengxin, who was still uttering "I'm sorry" and "Save me."

Another monster, having finished killing people in the distance, rushed towards the Wind Cave Mage, leaving behind a thick, pungent smell.

The latter, with its unique skill, conquered all. It opened its Wind Cave once more, unleashing a surge of black light that swallowed the twisted figure into the vortex.

This action boosted the morale of the remaining people, and some even let out hoarse shouts, greatly invigorating their spirits.

The priestess's expression changed drastically, as if she had seen something even more terrifying than the monsters in the arena.

End of Chapter 34

"Those tentacles are just strands of hair!"

"They are—they are growing out of those corpses on the ground!"

The priestess's shriek shattered the morale that had just been built up.

The corpses lying in pools of blood were being drawn by crimson threads and instantly transformed into new monsters.

The scene was so horrifying that everyone's eyes were drawn to the Wind Cave Mage.

The latter's lips were pressed into a pale straight line, his brows were furrowed, and a layer of weariness and bitterness floated in his eyes that was hard to conceal.

He hasn't even seen the face of the enemy lurking in the shadows. How long can this Wind Cave hold out?

Each time you open your palm, the Feng acupoint in your palm will expand a little, and as you get older, the Feng acupoint will also expand accordingly.

The magical powers that others envy are, in essence, a curse placed on their lineage by a demon called "Naraku." Given time, the Wind Tunnel will devour them!

The Wind Cave Master's palm is now burning hot, like a ferocious venomous snake that might bite its master at any moment.

and--

The Wind Cave Mage raised his head, his gaze sweeping over the civilians who were hanging in mid-air but were unharmed, and then over the monster that was crawling out of the corpses.

Without a doubt, this is revenge.

It was the bloody revenge launched by "Lord Inuyasha," as the wolf demon called him.

The civilians who were deliberately left behind were the spectators to watch the execution.

"Wind...Cave...Master..."

The Wind Cave Master released the Wind Cave again, swallowing the oncoming Monk Mengxin into it. Looking at his friend's last peaceful and grateful gaze, a resolute will to die appeared on his face.

Everyone's life will eventually come to an end; he just came a step earlier.

With the Wind Cave's unparalleled power to crush weaker opponents, the battle quickly came to an end.

The ground around them had been thoroughly scraped, leaving it so clean it was almost empty.

Dusk pressed heavily over the mountains and forests, like a thick gray curtain, gathering and swallowing all the noise and screams, leaving only a faint smell of blood lingering in the wind.

The Wind Cave Master collapsed to the ground, half of his body soaked in blood.

Dark red blood was seeping from a deep, bone-revealing gash on his left arm, dripping down between his fingers and spreading a small patch of dark color on the muddy ground.

He squinted, calmed his breathing, and maintained the strength for his last stand.

Suddenly, the Wind Cave Master heard conversation and laughter, and struggled to open his eyes.

Two figures stopped in his field of vision.

Her silver hair was like moonlight, and her red robe was like blazing flames.

Beside him stood a young girl with ear-length black hair, wearing a ninja outfit that clung to her body, her exposed skin appearing delicately white in the twilight, her demeanor composed.

The Wind Cave Mage's pupils contracted, and a mouthful of metallic sweetness welled up in his throat.

He was panting heavily, his voice hoarse and husky, "...It was you...Red Demon...and...Black Demoness..."

Inuyasha glanced down at him.

He didn't have any particular feelings about this person, who was most likely the grandfather of the monk Maitreya.

If they've messed with you, just kill them.

There was no deep-seated hatred, it just so happened that they were in my way and did something that deserved to die.

Such things happened every day during the chaotic Warring States period.

At the same time, Inuyasha had no intention of subduing him.

Unlike the Leopard Cat Four Heavenly Kings' overt strength, the Wind Cave's mechanic-based power is really hard to deal with if it launches a sneak attack.

Keeping it is a potential problem.

Their appearance at this time is merely to satisfy their curiosity.

"I'll go back after I'm done."

Inuyasha tilted his head and casually spoke to Yura beside him. The beautiful girl responded with a clear laugh, like a wind chime hanging from the eaves being swayed by the evening breeze.

Knowing he was doomed, the Wind Cave Mage mustered his last breath and squeezed out one last question from his cracked lips.

"Red Demon... what exactly do you want to do by gathering so many humans?"

This was the source of his inner confusion.

If the goal is to eat people and build cities, why bother migrating people from the Western Regions thousands of miles away?

Musashi Province is full of villages, and it is easy to abduct thousands of people.

Moreover, the Wind Cave Master had observed along the way that although the monsters were fierce towards civilians, none of them actually killed anyone.

During the migration, the monsters were often accommodating to the common people.

This is very strange.

Does it matter?

Inuyasha's gaze inadvertently swept over his right hand, which was pressed down but not yet released, and he casually replied.

"It's just what I want to do."

"It really is an evil monster!"

In that very instant—

The Wind Tunnel Master suddenly raised his right hand, which was hidden beneath his body, with the Wind Tunnel in his palm facing upwards, towards Inuyasha and Yura.

Before the suction force was released, it had already stirred up the gravel and grass clippings on the ground.

"This is my last Wind Cave!"

"Let's all die together, you monster!"

The Wind Cave Mage's voice was hoarse and violent, carrying the final madness of a dying man, like an old beast cornered on the edge of a cliff, baring its teeth at its enemy with its last breath.

Inuyasha remained expressionless.