Crossover anime/manga, can you be my immortal companion for life?

The fishmen, whose heads couldn't express emotions, twisted rapidly, throwing their weapons in terror.

Kerry dodged and weaved forward, managing to break through the enemy lines.

Meanwhile, Kazuma, who had been dealing with the fishmen by the window, felt the pressure ease. He had no ability to recover and had already been injured after fighting three enemies in a row. A piece of his right shoulder had been cut off, and the nerves and muscles exposed to the air made Kazuma's face turn pale.

However, he gritted his teeth, tore off a piece of clothing to cover his shoulder, and glanced back at the guy who had been shouting earlier. His girlfriend seemed to be anxiously trying to resuscitate him, making him lie down and breathe. But based on Kazuma's experience, he was basically doomed from that injury.

With a sigh, Kazuma followed Kerry out to fight.

Their advantage lies in their ability to survive long-term attacks. As long as they can withstand a burst of attacks from the enemy team and are not controlled, they are basically invincible.

The nature of tonight's battle is about to change; it's shifting from defending the base to hunting.

After the two people and the monsters left, the crowd in the hall quieted down.

"Could you please call an ambulance?"

Asuna Yuuki anxiously called out to Kirito, who was lying on the ground, but no one had the mind to care about them. After discovering that the monster had left, they rushed out without hesitation and fled in what they thought was a safe direction.

Kirito, who was lying on the ground, was already somewhat delirious. He seemed to hear Asuna saying something like "I'm sorry" or "I shouldn't be here," but tinnitus had already begun to take over his ears.

"Asuna, run!"

He opened his mouth to speak, but his throat was hoarse and he heard no echo. He wasn't even sure if he had said anything at all. Later, feeling the tears dripping onto his face, Kirito felt a pang of regret. He shouldn't have quarreled with his sister after discovering that she wasn't his biological sister, nor should he have neglected his family. He even regretted that if he had practiced kendo more...

A new connection has been added; Kirito has died but will be reborn at the campfire...

Suddenly, a message popped up in Kazuma and Kerry's heads.

【Kerry: ?】

【Sato Kazuma:? 】

[Kerry: Wait, I've realized we haven't been using this thing all this time, have we?]

While slaying monsters, Kerry suddenly discovered a shocking fact.

Damn it, it's like they have a built-in method in their heads for facilitating group activities, cheating on exams, and saving on phone bills, but they've never used it.

【Sato Kazuma:! 】

[Sato Kazuma: It really is true. Speaking of which, who is this Kirito Kazuto? And why am I resurrected while he is reborn?]

[Sato Kazuma: What's wrong with these two?]

[Sato Kazuma is dead and awaiting resurrection. 3 minutes countdown...]

Kazuma Sato was ambushed and killed by a fishman because he was distracted by typing in the chat room during the battle.

However, the answer to this question came quickly.

With a burst of firelight, a black-haired boy with a sunken chest appeared beside Kerry.

However, Kree did not stop the pursuit and continued to chase after the fishmen.

A moment later, the chest of the body left on the spot began to swell, just as Kree would normally repair himself, and then his eyes opened.

"Where am I...? Wait, I think I saw something before I died..."

Kirito looked around uncertainly and made a few strokes in the air. In his view, something resembling the chat interface of Sword Art Online appeared, followed by an intense hunger that made him want to cut himself up and swallow him whole.

[Kirigaya Kazuto: What's going on here?]

Kazuma Sato has been resurrected by the campfire.

76

Chapter 76 No, buddy.

"Good heavens, there are actually other people here."

Kazuma's first reaction upon being resurrected was to express his amazement.

Then he rushed to the murloc corpse that Kree had killed and picked up a harpoon.

The first thing I do when I open my eyes is look for a weapon; it's almost become an instinct.

"But why isn't she a beautiful girl?!"

The two followed the group of fishmen to their destination, and unsurprisingly, the fishmen eventually fled to the stream.

Rather, this was the best location they had chosen. If things were exposed, they would escape through this stream that leads directly to the estuary, just like a puppet in Yu-Gi-Oh! or a Master Yi in LoL with low health. No one could stop them from escaping.

The change came too quickly. Kerry had expected at least a bloody battle, but the enemy's retreat was far too fast.

Kerry wasn't sure where the stream would lead, but he didn't have time to hesitate.

Judging from the gradually decreasing scent, at least a dozen more had just escaped into the stream. If they were allowed to reach the sea, everything Kerry had done would have been a futile effort to alert them.

Kerry reached into his pocket, took out his phone, and quickly entered the number from his memory.

"Dudu!"

"Hey! Sir, what's wrong?"

"Immediately organize people to find a way to cut off the stream flowing out of the resort, or to intercept it downstream. And Zhen, report the location to him. Be quick."

Kerry tossed the phone to Kazuma, who frantically caught it.

"Hey! Then you..."

Kazuma frantically took the phone in the darkness, but before he could ask anything, he saw Kerry leap into the stream.

Perhaps considering the success rate of the rescue, the stream was not very deep. Kerry's feet kept stomping down into the riverbed, and his toenails felt a little painful, but he forced himself to open his eyes in the stimulating water and swam vigorously in the direction he had determined from the beginning.

Kazuma, who was on the shore, breathed a sigh of relief after anxiously explaining the situation to the other party.

"Understood, sir. Please rest assured that we have installed steel gates at both the entrance and exit of the stream to prevent any suspicious individuals from sneaking in through the water."

But Kazuma immediately frowned.

No, if the other side really had a steel gate, how did these fishmen get in? Would those fishmen really let themselves run into a dead end? Or did they think they would be safe by hiding in the water?

Kazuma's mind raced, and he was certain that there were more than just a few moles in the resort, and even the one who contacted him might be one of them. But for now, he could only consider the optimal solution.

“There’s a bridge with flowers on it here. Send a car over immediately. If you can’t find me, drive down the stream.”

After the other party acknowledged that they understood, Kazuma hurriedly hung up and started running backwards.

At the same time, as a large number of people fled from the restaurant, the entire resort began to descend into chaos. Lights were turned on one by one, and the other staff members listened to their colleagues' frantic descriptions with disbelief and absurdity.

As the resort came to life, Kirito, who was in the woods, realized that he was not far from the restaurant where the incident had occurred.

Seeing that there were no replies to his chat messages, he got up in frustration.

He wanted to find Asuna to make sure she was alright, but he didn't know if she had escaped the restaurant after he died.

What was happening before his eyes was so insane that he touched his chest, wondering if it was a hallucination he had before his death, or if he had become something like a ghost, disappearing like in those supernatural stories once he realized he was truly dead.

"Snapped!"

As Kirito walked, he felt himself step on something. Looking down, he saw the corpse of a monster. He was so startled that he took two steps back, but soon another feeling filled his mind: appetite.

The monster smelled delicious, but his senses told him it was like a hollowed-out crab shell, the food inside already eaten by others.

That unprecedented feeling gave him another headache, but he still followed his instincts and picked up the curved blade from the fishman's hand. He didn't know how it was made, but the size was a bit too big for him. It seemed that it was designed for monsters with equally long claws and arms.

Kirito tightened his grip on what he was holding and walked forward, but soon he caught a whiff of a rich, fragrant aroma.

That impacted him far more than any dish he had ever eaten at the culinary paradise of the Far Moon Resort. At the end of his gaze, a person wearing a black cloak stopped with some regret.

"Were we discovered? They actually had a trap set up here. I was originally planning to try and catch that old devil Nakiri directly."

But it's fine, more than the opportunity they created for my escape, I want to avenge them myself.

Upon seeing Kirito, the man spoke loudly with a hint of frivolity in his tone. He then removed his hood, revealing ears with distinctly inhuman features.

Kirito had no idea what he was talking about, but he still cautiously raised his curved sword.

"That sword? I personally forged it for that guy Qian Tuo. Why? Didn't they tell you? We just wanted to stop a war, but you humans are so relentless."

As he spoke, the person slowly approached Kirito.

If either Kerry or Kazuma were present, they would be able to confirm that this guy was the priest that Eizan Etsuya had mentioned, wearing a strange black long robe and having a handsome face that could be recognized at a glance.

But Kirito knew nothing, and nervously raised his curved sword as the priest suddenly approached him.

"What are you talking about, you idiot?"

"Now that things have come to this, are you still going to pretend you don't know anything? Do you humans really want to wait until the stars return to their proper places so we can settle accounts with you? Or have you humans become so arrogant that you can ignore those ancient technologies and think you have become a powerful species?"

The man completely ignored Kirito and instead started walking briskly. Kirito noticed that as the man approached him, he was putting something strange into his mouth and chewing it; it seemed to be a dried-up heart.

"Then come on, even if I die, when the time comes for war, you will all be buried with us."

By the way, before I became a priest, I was also a key member of our university's karate club.

Kirito couldn't understand what that guy was talking about at all.

He felt incredibly wronged.

He desperately wanted to explain that the other party seemed to have misunderstood something, but it was too late; he could only raise his longsword to meet the attack.

[Kirigaya Kazuto is dead, awaiting rebirth...]

77

Chapter Seventy-Seven: Yes, buddy!

In the river, Kerry saw the prompt flash before his eyes again and chunks of meat suddenly appear beside him, but he had no time to pay attention to them.

As he swung his axe, a current surged in the water, but it did not cause any real damage to his enemies.

That's right, the stream wasn't so fast that swimming was faster than running on the shore. Kerry just thought it necessary to make sure as much as possible that there were no fish hiding in the water, and that if they were in the water, the fish might not have been able to escape.

And indeed, with the faint light filtering through the water, Kerry could see the fish eyes underwater, which reflected a faint, eerie green hue.

Those things were like ferocious jackals in the wilderness, always waiting with their eerie green eyes for the moment he showed signs of fatigue.

Meanwhile, Kerry pretended to be using all his strength, swinging his axe repeatedly to block the spears that were no slower than, and perhaps even faster, than, those that were coming from the shore.

Even though he could live without breathing, the prolonged breath-holding still made Kerry feel like his lungs were on fire.

The chaotic and dark environment could easily instill fear, and Kerry seemed to be affected by this feeling, struggling to swim upstream after opening the spears once again.