Crossover Anime: How a Shameless Person Lives

"Hehehe, everyone is working very hard~"

At another Wasu family stronghold in the night, Furuta Nimura looked at the surveillance footage in his hand, a smug grin spreading across his face.

Of the 28 strongholds, except for the 5 that Bronze Tree was currently eliminating, the remaining 23 strongholds were all surrounded by armed forces.

In just a few minutes, it was leveled by missiles.

Immediately following was the military's sweep, and the surviving ghouls and half-humans were mercilessly wiped out.

"How terrifying~" Furuta Nimura was still smiling, but his eyes were terrifyingly serious.

This is the power controlled by humans, which is not even in the same league as ghouls.

"Now, Rize, you can live a peaceful life," Furuta Nimura muttered to himself.

Once he and the Jokers have slowly dismantled the hidden strongholds, he and Rize will be completely free.

What should I do next?

Should we go and detonate Mount Fuji? Or go find that weirdo who sells ice cream?

Or perhaps we could just go and retrieve something from the sea?

Thinking of all this, Furuta Nimura almost burst out laughing.

They, the "clowns," love nothing more than this kind of absurd, crazy, and unconventional game.

"Wow, it can actually turn objects into salt..." He suddenly narrowed his eyes, staring at a certain screen with great interest. "It's quite similar to that ice cream guy."

In this crazy world, anything can happen.

If you're curious and crazy enough, you'll always stumble upon some extraordinary sights.

But the next second, that flippant smile suddenly froze.

"Sizzle—!"

All screens simultaneously turned into static, and the picture was completely cut off.

Furuta Nifuku suddenly looked up at the Shibuya area of ​​Tokyo.

The dark horizon was suddenly torn apart by a huge, spiraling flame!

The blazing white light instantly swallowed the night, illuminating the entire city as if it were daytime.

"How many tons of explosives is this?"

……

At this time, it was located at the Washuu family manor in Tokyo.

As time passed, the darkness deepened.

Apart from the moonlight, all that remained was the broken lamplight.

"Hey, hey~ why aren't you saying anything?"

Mercury looked at Kazukichi, who was in pain, convulsing, and sweating profusely, and asked him a question out of curiosity.

Immediately afterwards, he ripped out his khat bowl.

Blood flowed down the ground, and the ghouls who rushed over collapsed to the ground before they could even get close.

A channel made of salt had somehow formed on the ground, connecting to Mercury's feet.

The ghoul's leg melted the moment he stepped on it, and his entire body collapsed onto the salt surface.

Eventually, it became part of the salt.

"Damn it! You monster!"

Washuu Yoshitoki's massive body was curled up on the ground, his teeth chattering.

Even so, resentment and anger still burned in those eyes.

With such immense power, why should one obey the Aogiri Tree?

And why target them and the Xiu family?

"you……"

"Shut up."

Mercury held the still slightly pulsating kagune in his hand. With just a glance, the kagune crystallized and weathered at a speed visible to the naked eye, eventually turning into a handful of fine white salt that fell softly from between his fingers.

"As expected, this method is still simpler and more direct."

He crouched down and gently touched the forehead of He Xiuji with his fingertips.

The latter shuddered violently, but his eyes remained fixed on him with a defiant gaze.

Knowing he was doomed, a smug smile appeared on his lips.

"You monster, how are you any different from us?" Washuu Yoshitoki's voice carried the stench of blood and foam, yet it was filled with a resolute coldness. "Humans have never tolerated anything different. Your power, which defies common sense, will definitely make them more wary than ghouls."

And the Bronze Tree—without us and the Xiu family standing in front of it, tomorrow they'll be pointing missiles at you, treating you as the next 'thing' to be razed!"

He coughed violently, blood staining the ground beneath him, his eyes fixed on Mercury's face: "You can't escape. Sooner or later, you'll face humanity! When that happens, I'll be waiting for you in hell."

Mercury paused in his fingertips, looking at the smug, cursed look on Washuu Yoshitoki's face, and suddenly chuckled.

With a slight pressure from his fingertips, fine salt crystals began to seep from Yoshitoki's forehead.

"What the hell are you talking about?" Mercury's voice was as calm as if he were talking about the weather, as he looked at this character who had a lot of screen time.

"Whether it's human artillery fire or the slaughter of ghouls, to me it's nothing more than a game destined to end in death. The achievements one can make in this game are the true essence of this game."

Looking back, the mentality of just getting by is becoming increasingly distant from me.

The altered plot made him unable to resist getting involved.

From everyday life to action-packed moments, and then to the bizarre.

The ubiquitous changes and unpredictable stories—can they actually change anything?

Washuu Yoshitoki's pupils suddenly contracted. He wanted to say something more, but his throat was choked by a sudden surge of salt.

"This is so boring. As expected, I still hate torture and killing."

With a bang, Yoshitoki's head exploded on the spot.

As his heart stopped beating, Mercury, Arima Kishou, and Yoshimura Eto...

Suddenly, I felt an indescribable sense of threat.

"Hehehe... What's going on? This ominous feeling?" Yoshimura Eto was still laughing maniacally, grabbing the ghoul's head and eating it raw.

Without a second thought, Arima Kishou immediately charged off into the distance.

At the same time, he was also calling for his squad to retreat.

"What's going on?" Mercury was also puzzled and increased the speed of erosion, pulling one half-human and ghoul after another into the salt to be assimilated.

At the same time, salt begins to accumulate around, protecting its body.

"Hehehe... Time to go."

After crushing the head of the last Kakuja, Yoshimura Eto also planned to retreat.

That ominous premonition grew stronger and stronger.

"OK."

Mercury nodded, and a massive amount of fine salt formed a wave tens of meters high, crashing down onto the manor.

They retreated after destroying the place.

But before the salt waves could reach the manor's castle, an extremely blinding white light suddenly erupted.

Immediately afterwards, a scorching heat wave hit us, almost setting the air ablaze.

Then came a deafening roar.

A massive mushroom cloud shot into the sky, carrying black smoke and shockwaves, like the maw of a giant beast, swallowing up the manor and everything around it!

Holy crap!

The sudden surge of intense heat left Mercury no time to think; he surrendered his body to instinct.

In an instant, the heat wave that hit us began to distort.

The flames were spinning, the black smoke was spinning as well, and even the invisible heat wave was spinning along with them!

From a distance, it looked like a fiery tornado hundreds of meters high rising from the ground, carrying thick black smoke and scalding debris, as if a natural disaster had struck!

The night in Tokyo was completely ignited.