Crossover: Is this how it's sewn?

Chapter 97, Section 096: When Tokyo Sinks

While busy with the formation, Xu Zhenqing took a moment to examine the final battle of his soul weapon, which would take place in Tokyo.

The city is devastated, with walls blackened by charcoal ash from fires everywhere. Scavengers hide in the darkness, while drones hover overhead, mercilessly shooting down starving people. It's hard to believe that this was once one of the world's busiest cities.

Among them, a young girl dressed as a Western noblewoman flew into the nightmare like a butterfly in a dream, and strolled leisurely onto the "bright" road, causing drones to crash one after another in her path.

The girl did not ignite her golden eyes; instead, she flipped through the book behind her, revealing a page representing the unintentional mastery of the Word Spirit Serpent hybrid.

Some greedy "cave dwellers" looked at the girl, mistaking it for a problem with the drone, and wanted to enjoy the milk-like girl in two ways.

"Annoying ants, always driven by greed." The girl parted her red lips slightly, a smile on her face, bright and radiant like twinkling stars, yet her words and actions were ruthless.

These ants were dismembered by telekinesis, their lives ending in a agonizing slow slicing in an instant. Like blooming blood flowers, the glistening blood shards shone brilliantly in the sunlight. In the girl's heart, it was undoubtedly a blessing to have these aesthetically devoid people sacrifice themselves for art.

"I didn't expect you to dare come. That sickle is such a nuisance."

"Laurent, killing you is the only way for me to prove my worth."

The immortal demon sat on the rooftop, its short, snow-white legs swinging back and forth as it looked down at Laurent.

Laurent calmly brushed his bangs aside, put his hands in his pockets, and said sarcastically, "How pathetic. Don't you have any thoughts of your own?"

"My master is the meaning of my existence; without a master, there is no meaning." The immortal demon was calm and composed, his hands gripping the long black scythe tightly. The two created a strong contrast. Being a weapon was merely its duty. As a master's blade, it was either to kill the enemy or to break apart.

A flash of blood-red light appeared before his eyes, and Laurent said with extreme arrogance, "Then I'll be your master, how about it?"

"You are not worthy." The eyes of the immortal demon were filled with ferocity, and death lines crisscrossed in them, trying to find the line to kill the other party and then brutally annihilate this guy who dared to humiliate his master.

"How would you know if you haven't tried? You won't let me, but I'll make you my weapon." The books behind Laurent flipped through the pages: Attendant of the King of Words, Bronze Throne of Words, Immortal Words, Eternal Words, Words of Instantaneous Power.

The first three enhance physical condition, while the latter two increase speed and momentum.

"It's that trick again. The death line is all messed up, so let's settle this with swords." The Eternal Calamity casually summoned thousands of undead, who bared their fangs and claws and attacked Luo Lang. They were then burned to ashes by the opponent's Word Spirit Lord Flame, which was combined with a mental attack.

The endless flames, like dancing axes and shields, swept away the dead, just as the saying goes, "From the east of Baron, burn into the sun, Lord Flame!"

The immortal demon traversed the sea of ​​fire; the terrifying temperature caused its hair to curl slightly, but only slightly, as it thrust its scythe toward Laurent.

Laurent waved his hand, using the power of words to transform the world into a furnace, refining the metal below into a sharp sword, which he then grasped and used to cleave the scythe.

"That's fast, but the deadline won't be sped up."

"You're pretty tough too, you even broke my sword."

Laurent repaired the nick in his sword, and the two exchanged blows tens of thousands of times in an instant. The sword kept breaking and mending, putting her at a great disadvantage.

With one move, Laurent forced back the Eternal Calamity and created distance. Rhine, the Word of Power, was frequently used, which caused the Eternal Calamity's expression to change slightly. Bathed in the high temperature of hundreds of millions of degrees, the entire scythe turned into an illusion, and then it was attacked by some strange factors in the nuclear explosion.

In Infinite Terror, nuclear explosions can kill ghosts, and naturally they can also damage soul artifacts.

"You always get so easily provoked by me, and then you get right up to my Rhine. Should I praise your persistence or call you stupid?"

"What do you know? Your master cannot be insulted. You will pay for this with your blood!" The immortal demon's pale face regained its color after devouring a few undead, then it laughed maniacally, "You always think I'm stupid, but look at what's behind you!"

"Trying to trick me into turning around? My swarm of snakes isn't just for show." Laurent sneered, completely unaware that a priest behind him had drawn a long sword and stabbed him in the back. In a fraction of a second, the sword killed the priest, and the Book of Blood Pact released energy to heal his injuries.

Taking advantage of the opportunity, the immortal demon found Laurent's death trail and fiercely swung its scythe.

The threat of death loomed over Laurent's heart. Being in the realm of extreme speed gave him ample time to comprehend death, to unleash his blood, to unleash his blood, to unleash his blood.

After the third burst of blood, Laurent's dragon blood exceeded the limit, and he completely transformed into a dragon. His already grown dragon bones and wings blossomed, and a humanoid giant dragon stood in the deep pit.

"This is the power of words I want. Don't die, don't die, don't die." Laurent's blood-red cherry lips kept uttering these words. This piece of the path to godhood, which was broken by someone who was not a descendant of the Black and White Kings, can be described as amazing.

The death line was as tough as steel wire. The immortal demon watched the death line disappear in an instant, its eyes bloodshot, and continued to swing its scythe, turning the surrounding dead things into dust.

"Fellow Daoist, please calm down. Wen Yang is here to lend a hand." Liu Xia Wen Yang fanned himself with the folding fan that had been repaired by the main god, with the entire East Sea team behind him.

"Then hurry up and kill her." The Eternal Demon said coldly, showing no kindness to the other party.

A beautiful girl in a kimono, her spiritual power shimmering, shook her head and said, "My lord, the opponent's soul and spiritual power resistance is very strong; my mental control is completely ineffective."

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"It's alright, Aoi Sora, I'll handle them," the captain of the East Sea team gently comforted her.

"Miyata-kun, you're still too kind. A position like this requires a lot of hardship. You don't want Aoi Sora to be killed by falling rocks when her mental energy is exhausted, do you?" Yanagi-no-Yo put away his folding fan and lectured him in the manner of a senior.

"Senior, I will continue to work hard," Aoi Sora replied, seemingly feeling quite aggrieved.

"Hmm, this child is teachable." Liu Xia Wenyang felt a chill in his heart, but his face remained gentle, as if he were a nobleman from ancient Japan.

"Damn it, Laurent has already escaped. Do you want to die?" The Immortal Demon's face was icy cold, making the other members of the East Sea Team feel uneasy.

However, this does not include the three mentioned earlier. In their eyes, there is no difference between the real world and the story world, and the Eternal Demon Calamity is no different from the characters in the story.

"Fellow Daoist, don't be troubled. Cangjing Kong, you speak." Liu Xia Wen Yang knelt on the ground, looking at the Longevity Demon Calamity at eye level. Because of the height issue, he patiently treated her as the youngest daughter of a former daimyo family.

Liu Xia Wen Yang never expected that after being promoted to a noble, there would still be a time for him to humiliate himself like this. However, he had no choice but to do so because he was afraid of the mysterious master who caused the longevity demon disaster.

If Liu Xia Wen Yang knew that the sage senior from last time was the mastermind behind the Longevity Demon Calamity, he would probably grovel before him. This is similar to how the Japanese envoys to Tang China bowed and scraped before some high-ranking officials of the Ming Dynasty.

The immortal demon looked at the Tokyo city that had been cut off, and the seawater poured into the devastated Tokyo metropolis through the gap. Those who were lucky enough to survive fed the fish directly, which was to repay the karma of eating fish for generations.

Three hundred words to go, almost there!

The weapon will be completed in the next chapter and will be used specifically to deal with the Supreme Being.

(End of this chapter)