Crossover Anime: How a Shameless Person Lives

These two people just left.

He vowed to kill him, but then forgot about it in the blink of an eye.

My mood, like the London weather, is absolutely terrible.

Accardo stood silently, the surging crimson shadows around him slowly subsiding, the eyes covering his body contracting and closing one by one, finally returning to the form of his iconic red coat.

He has lived for five hundred years, witnessed betrayal and slaughter, so how could he not distinguish between truth and lies?

Perhaps... truth and falsehood were always mixed together.

"...What a boring guy."

He scoffed and turned to step into the shadows to leave.

But as soon as he took a step, a strange sense of unease suddenly struck him.

One of his legs had become twisted into a pretzel shape, and the twisting sensation continued to spread upwards along his limb.

He himself was completely unaware of it!

"This is?"

Before he could figure out what was happening, the fine salt around him condensed into a huge blade and slashed down at his body.

In the blink of an eye—

Bang, bang, bang, bang...

Eight consecutive dull cracking sounds rang out.

Alucard's body was chopped into eight pieces under the frenzied cutting!

"What a vengeful guy."

Alucard smiled as the repair was completed in an instant, and the inexplicable twist in his thigh also disappeared in that instant.

He brushed the salt off his red coat, a helpless yet playful smile playing on his lips. Before his foot could even land, a sharp, chilling sound of wind breaking through the air suddenly filled the air.

There was absolutely no warning.

The salt residue in the entire airport resembled a living predator, condensing into white blades in mid-air.

*Swoosh—whoosh—splat!*

A more rapid, precise, and unreasonable cut than the previous round instantly swept across the entire body.

This encircling attack left him nowhere to hide, and his body was once again mercilessly sliced ​​to pieces by the sharp salt blades.

Bang, bang, bang, bang...

Eight more dull thuds as the plane hit the ground.

Accardo was once again neatly cut into eight pieces, the remains scattered on the pure white salt, tearing and emitting white smoke.

"...*".

……

In the distance, Mercury walked in the middle, holding Sylvie's hand with his right hand and resting his left hand on Tomie's shoulder, lazily waving his fingers.

"Aren't you going to take a picture?"

"This brainless guy doesn't deserve my special trip to see him." Tomie was still looking at the little thing on his right.

It's getting more and more irritating the more I look at it.

"Fine, I thought you were going to want to kill him." Mercury tried his best to block Sylvie.

He didn't want her to see Tomie so soon.

Who knew that life would be so unpredictable?

Tomie actually came to London? He doesn't remember ever telling anyone he was going to London.

Did he install a GPS tracker on himself?

"I don't want to see you wasting your time here. My time is very precious." Tomie tidied her hair and then helped Mercury with it.

"You can't even take care of things anymore since I'm not around?"

He was quite handsome, but his good looks were easily overlooked.

"Actually, it wouldn't take long to kill him; I was just playing around."

Mercury lowered his head, his fingertips still twitching slightly.

The fine salt on the ground in the distance rippled slightly with his movements, ready to give Akado another round of satisfying cuts.

And he was really playing around just now, turning tens or hundreds of tons of salt into an iron box. How many lives does Accardo have to use up?

You should know that his salt has a great restraining effect on these evil creatures.

And if you touch him and turn his whole body into salt, can he still be brought back to life?

This is indeed a topic worth discussing.

"Why didn't you say so earlier?" Tomie glared at him, her tone tinged with displeasure. "Fine, I'm too lazy to waste my time on trash now."

As he spoke, his gaze couldn't help but fall on Sylvie, who was being held tightly by Mercury. His brows furrowed slightly, and he couldn't hide his disdain.

"Are you planning to just keep this burden with you? I don't acknowledge this daughter as my daughter."

She didn't want to share Mercury with anyone, not even her adopted daughter.

Who knows what this little girl will do in the end?

Don't end up like that perverted "old woman" from Yuki-onna in the deep winter, who just calls you "Mom" a couple of times and then gives you away.

Mercury instinctively pulled Sylvie closer to him, his tone unusually serious, "Isn't having a daughter a good thing?"

"What a load of rubbish!"

"Why don't you just pop one out at me?"

"Come closer, and I'll give you a reward."

"Damn it! You're disgusting!"

I meant the mouth, not the penis!

"Tomie, you've changed."

Sylvie watched the two bickering quietly, a smile playing on her lips.

It's okay if Mom doesn't like me a little.

As long as my dad doesn't abandon me, that's all that matters.

Sylvie seemed to be looking forward to what life would be like in the future.

……

The two bickered and played around, their figures gradually disappearing from the battlefield. But the aftershocks of that battle swept through the entire Western elite circle like a tsunami.

London, Hellsing headquarters.

The huge screen repeatedly played blurry images of the airport battle.

Invincible defense, a barrage of salt blades, unstoppable assimilation, sonic boom shockwaves...

Every scene turned everyone present pale.

Integula's fingers, which were holding the cigarette, trembled slightly, and ash fell in a flurry.

"Alucard... was he treated like a toy and played with?"

She never imagined that Accardo would lose, let alone lose so decisively.

So much so that when he finally got hit, everyone could tell it was just because he lacked combat experience.

Silas grabbed her arm, his eyes welling up with tears: "Mr. Walter..."

"I know." Intgra bit her lip, unaware that she was drawing blood.

Just then, the door was pushed open, and a middle-aged general walked in.

"Indra, the Queen summons you."

"...It really was a wrong move."

……

Inside the airship above the clouds.

The fat major lay sprawled on the command platform, his whole body trembling with excitement.

"Hahahaha!!! Perfect! Absolutely perfect!"

Schrödinger crossed his arms, his cat ears twitching slightly, and held a camera in his hand: "Major, there's absolutely no awakening like you described, meow."

"No, the objective has been achieved." The major waved his hand, and Mercury's words were played repeatedly on the screen.

"This was definitely more than a joke; anger ignited in his eyes at that moment."

……

at the same time.

Those powerful figures in the West who had access to firsthand information or "unknown" videos fell into an eerie silence upon seeing this unsolvable situation.

Whether it's unreasonable assimilation or absolute defense.

Or perhaps it's Akardon's shameless immortality.

This taught these self-righteous and powerful people a lesson.

This is a monster that missiles can't take down!

Unless weapons of mass destruction are used, it is virtually impossible to solve!