In this crossover anime, many ruthless and powerful figures reside in my territory.

The soldiers' roars pierced my brain.

She is the Grand Duchess of Baiyue! How could she give up so easily!

Melf desperately raised her sword, the blade blocking the iron ball's path.

However, the iron ball wrapped in green energy shattered the blade.

Hurry up!

Melf frantically turned her head, but the iron ball wrapped in green energy was less than a fist's distance away.

Is there no way to avoid it...?

Just then, a white bird came into view.

The next second, two figures appeared, one of whom casually blasted the iron ball in front of him away.

Seeing that familiar profile, Melf wondered for a moment if she was dreaming.

"Sister, it seems I've come at the wrong time..."

Lister raised his twisted and deformed left hand, which shone with holy light and rapidly restored itself at a speed visible to the naked eye.

Unexpectedly, the change occurred much earlier than he anticipated.

Do these enemies think the time is ripe before the United States has even completely descended into chaos?

A formidable foe appears in Chapter 57 (4K, bonus chapter)

When Lister and Muzan suddenly appeared, the kobold-headed orc wielding the chain weapon was clearly taken aback.

“You are… Baron Lister Eller of Red Maple Domain.”

"When did you learn about Holy Light?"

The dog-headed beasts spoke the pure common language of the United States of Ahmora.

"Know me."

Lister raised an eyebrow, confirming his suspicion.

"It seems that the person who assassinated me was someone you sent."

The kobold chuckled.

"None of our business."

"Since you know that, it seems to be a temporary cooperation."

Liszt pursed his lips and made a "tsk tsk tsk" sound of admiration.

"You orcs are really pathetic, needing human help even for something like this."

"After being a slave for too long, you don't even dare to rebel unless someone takes the lead."

what? !

The kobold ripped the chains in its hands, making them creak, and shouted through gritted teeth.

"We beastmen will never be slaves!"

"You humans temporarily defeated our ancestors four thousand years ago through scheming and trickery. We are merely retaliating in kind, causing infighting among you humans!"

"How dare you humiliate our beast race!"

"I swear by the name of Kross Steelfang to the ancestors of the dog race that I will kill you!"

Wow~~~

Lister whistled.

What an easy-going child.

This incident, which affected the entire United States, was probably orchestrated by all the alien races and a group of human traitors. The human traitors must be extremely familiar with the rules of the United States, and may even be from the Holy Land.

The canine beastmen before them wielded mysterious powers that were not recorded before, but their personalities were the same as those described in the records, possessing the typical beastman character who valued honor and ancestors above all else.

Since he's someone who's easily provoked, then...

Lister raised his hand and pointed at Kross.

"You think you can kill me, a canine beastman?"

Click!

Kross felt like a string in his head had snapped.

He grabbed the chains, and his entire body surged with green energy, which faintly formed flames.

"I am a canine beastman!"

"They are not research animals for you humans!"

The chains, spinning at an extremely high speed, stirred up a turbulent tornado.

Within the range of a tornado, all matter is twisted and disintegrated, turning into debris.

Lister activated his Copying Magic Eye and recorded the entire process of energy changes.

When he tried to expand his field of vision, he suddenly felt a headache.

'Located in the center of the battlefield, is the Demon Eye receiving too much information, and its brain is struggling to cope?'

'Let's switch to farsightedness and X-ray vision first.'

After eliminating his microscopic vision, Lister located his father and mother, who were fighting hundreds of meters away.

At that moment, the iron ball thrown by Kross brought a tornado rushing over.

Die!

Faced with the attack, Lister acted as if he hadn't seen it, turning around to use holy light to heal Melf's injured thigh.

Melf was startled, and before she could speak, another figure in black and red blocked their way.

The other person was dressed in strange clothes, and their pale, drooping hands were gradually covered in blood.

Blood Demon Art: Blood Shield.

A diamond-shaped shield made of blood stood in front of everyone.

A harsh friction sound sounded.

Countless ripples spread across the blood-red shield, absorbing all the attacks.

Muzan raised his hand, a hint of mockery in his eyes.

“Lister, the power of this attack is not even half the power of your slash.”

"That's good to know. I can leave it to you to handle."

"of course."

Then, Melf saw the black and red figure leave the range of the blood shield.

？ ！！

Just as Melf was about to say something, Lister interrupted her.

"Sister, she's alright."

"Our first goal now is to regroup the remaining people, break through the encirclement, and go to my territory."

As the holy light faded, Melf discovered that her thigh, from which most of the flesh had been sliced ​​off, had miraculously returned to its original state.

This speed of treatment... does the bishop of White Moon City have such ability?

When did my brother become so amazing?

Or was your brother hiding his true abilities when he came last time?

Why have you become so powerful, yet your eyes still hold such sorrow?

In fact, Lister was simply recalling the traces of the bear-like beastmen he had discovered the previous morning.

It's hard for him not to connect the events he's currently experiencing with the bear-like beastmen...

the other side.

The canine orc Krosst is unleashing all his power through his chains.

He froze when he saw a figure rush into the tornado formed by his power.

who? !

How could any human being possibly pass through the destructive domain he created in a border kingdom?!

Is that blood-red aura on that guy a defensive shield made of blood energy?!

Kross had no choice but to retract the chains and focus his attention on the female human in front of him.

Chains and flames formed from green energy enveloped his arms.

The next moment, he charged forward, engaging the enemy in hand-to-hand combat.

Hands representing destructive power will pierce through all enemies!

"boom!"

The fist pierced straight through the woman's chest, but strangely, the human woman was laughing.

"Are you confused?"

Muzan lifted Kross's chin with his finger, his smile mocking.

"Because I am immortal."

Stab it!

Kross suddenly felt much shorter. He had been looking down at the enemy, but now when he looked straight ahead, he could only see the undulating chest.

what happened? !

Wait! My body!

Muzan smiled and raised his arm. Kross's gaze also rose, passing over Muzan's shoulder to see a headless corpse standing there.