Anime Crossover: I, the Shadow King, slaughter my way through DanMachi!

"Alright, it's time to make a final decision with laziness."

Ying Ping took a deep breath, his gaze turning cold and focused, his scarlet eyes locking onto the most intense, twisted, and evil aura deep within the forest.

"Shadow Legion, attack!"

Ying Ping held nothing back, determined to end the battle swiftly and decisively.

With a thought, hundreds of elite shadow soldiers scattered throughout the forest instantly converged behind him like a summoned black tide.

Next, Ying Ping activates the skill [King's Domain]!

In an instant, the space around him seemed to be strangely distorted.

One after another, figures exuding a chilling aura appeared.

—Leading the way is none other than Isshin Ashina, the sword saint from the world of Sekiro, whose swordsmanship has reached the pinnacle!

Following closely behind are Genichiro Ashina, as well as many generals and Lone Shadows from the Sekiro world, and even evil beings such as Headless and the Seven Samurai!

"Target: Witch cultists dressed in strange attire deep in the forest. Kill them all without exception!"

Yingping issued a concise order.

"Roar!!!"

Upon receiving the order, this undead legion, under Ying Ping's will, let out a silent roar!

Like a flood bursting its banks, they surged headlong into the deepest part of the forest!

"W-what?!"

"They are enemies! And monsters we've never seen before!"

"Quickly, protect His Excellency the Bishop!"

The witch cultists hastily prepared for battle.

However, the Ashina soldiers were numerous.

With their superb swordsmanship, tacit cooperation, and fearless fighting style, they instantly suppressed the witch cultists who relied on bizarre spells and fanatical will to fight.

Especially the Sword Saint Ashina Isshin!

This old man was like a tiger among sheep, his moves were wide and powerful!

Every swing of his knife was accompanied by a shrill whistling sound that tore through the air. Whether it was an invisible magical barrier or a weapon in the hands of a cultist, they were all as fragile as paper in front of him!

With a single slash, his sharp sword energy could even tear apart the bodies of several cultists at once!

His fighting skills and overwhelming momentum allowed him to suppress the Witch Cult's defenses, including several fingers, all by himself!

He truly deserves to be called a sword saint!

"Ah, ah, ah! What...what diligence! What...violence!!"

"Impossible! Impossible! Laziness! Diligence! Why is this happening! Why must the world test me like this!"

Petelgeuse watched as his carefully cultivated fingers were harvested like straw, and for the first time, shock and confusion appeared in his crazed eyes.

He attempted to unleash the invisible hand in a counterattack, but the unseen demonic hand was often thwarted the moment it reached out by Isshin Ashina's seemingly prescient swordplay or Genichiro Ashina's swift attacks.

The interference and severance caused by the Ba Liu sword technique!

Just as the entire battlefield was thrown into chaos by the Ashina army, the Witch Cult was at a significant disadvantage, and all attention was drawn to them—

The price has been adjusted...

He first activated [Shadow Step], his figure disappearing instantly as if blending into the shadows, entering a perfect state of invisibility.

Immediately following, [Inherent Time Control Five Times Speed]!

Everything around him seemed to be slowed down in Yingping's perception.

Like a silent grim reaper, he used the shared vision of the shadow soldiers and his keen perception of the world to precisely evade those invisible hands that danced wildly in the air, yet remained unseen by anyone.

His assassination target was very clear—

Those are the fingers scattered throughout the battlefield, serving as vessels for Petelgeus's soul!

"Breath of the Moon, Seventh Form: Mirror of Calamity, Moon Reflection!"

Ying Ping's figure flashed behind a finger like a ghost, and several intersecting crescent-shaped sword energies instantly devoured and tore it apart!

"Breath of the Moon, Eighth Form: Moon Dragon Tail!"

The next second, he appeared to the side of the other fingers, and swung his sword in a huge circular slash, like a dragon's tail sweeping across, cutting several of them in half at the waist!

"Moon Breathing, Ninth Form: Descending Moon!"

The sword light changed again, transforming into a continuous storm of moon blades that enveloped the third and fourth "fingers"...

With the speed boost of five times, Ying Ping, who was already a numerical monster, moved faster than anyone could perceive with the naked eye.

He used Shadow Step's stealth and high mobility to move freely across the battlefield.

Each appearance is accompanied by the fall of a "finger" or a group of followers.

The sword techniques of Moon Breathing were terrifyingly efficient in his hands, both gorgeous and deadly!

The fierce attack by Isshin Ashina and his crew perfectly drew away the main firepower.

Meanwhile, Ying Ping continued to carry out precise decapitation strikes.

In just a few breaths, all the spare fingers were annihilated in this silent hunt!

When the last finger fell, Petelgeuse, who was engaged in a fierce battle with Isshin Ashina, suddenly froze!

He felt his soul connection with all the "fingers" shatter instantly!

"No—! My finger! My container! How could this be...!"

Having lost all avenues of retreat, the Bishop of Sloth let out a desperate and frantic howl.

At this moment, Ying Ping's figure, like a ghostly apparition, slowly appeared before him.

The tip of the Hestia's sword was pointed directly at the archbishop of sin, who was trapped in a desperate situation.

“Petricius Romani Conti… Your laziness, no, your diligence, has come to an end.”

"Impossible! Impossible! Impossible! How could it be you...! Ah, 2.0, my fingers! My diligence!"

After Petruccius recognized Yingping, he let out another hysterical roar and went completely mad!

"call-"

More invisible hands, like tentacles, surged toward Yingping.

But against Ying Ping's absolute strength, such an attack was futile.

"The Sixth Form of Moon Breathing: Moon Rainbow Fragment Crescent Moon!"

Yingping took a deep breath and raised his power to its peak.

With the lightning enchantment activated, the Hestia sword in his hand erupted with unprecedentedly dazzling lightning!

"Buzz buzz buzz—"

A sound like a thousand birds rang out.

A massive crescent-shaped sword aura spanning the battlefield, like a rainbow bridge tearing through the night sky, pierced through Petelgeus's twisted body with unstoppable force!

It also severed the countless invisible hands behind him that were trying to block him!

"Ugh... Witch... my lady..."

Petruccius's movements came to an abrupt halt, and the madness in his eyes was gradually replaced by deathly stillness.

His body slowly fell down, then broke into pieces, and never made a sound again.

With the death of this Archbishop of Sin, the remaining Witch Cultists were quickly wiped out by Isshin Ashina and his companions.

Ying Ping stood in the center of the battlefield strewn with corpses, slowly sheathing his sword.

As the effects of the King's Domain dissipated, Isshin Ashina and the others slowly vanished like phantoms.

The forest has returned to silence.

From that moment on, the Slothful Forces of the Witch Cult were uprooted and completely disappeared from this world!

Chapter 138 What Mischief Could Rem Have? [Please Subscribe]

A month passed quietly.

In the courtyard of the Count of Roswaal's border mansion, the sun shone warmly and a gentle breeze rustled through the grass, creating a scene of perfect tranquility and peace.

Yingping lay lazily on a comfortable recliner, his eyes closed, enjoying this rare afternoon leisure.

Rem stood quietly to the side, holding a pot of freshly brewed black tea.

Her gaze would occasionally fall gently on Yingping, making sure she could respond immediately if he needed anything.

Ying Ping slightly opened his eyes, his scarlet gaze lazily drifting to the other side of the courtyard.

There, Reinhard was earnestly instructing Subaru and Felt in swordsmanship and physical training.

That guy has the blessing of guidance, and his teaching effectiveness is indeed much better than Yingping's.

"Keep your wrist steady, Subaru! You're not using the right technique."

“Felt, concentrate. Don’t always rely on the gift of blessing. Feel it with your body.”

Reinhard's stern yet patient voice could be faintly heard.

"Yes!"

Natsuki Subaru was covered in sweat, but he still gritted his teeth and persevered.

"Tsk, this is troublesome. Is this alright?"

Although Felt complained, she was actually starting to compete with Subaru Natsuki in her heart.

Seeing this scene, Ying Ping's lips curled into a faint smile.

A lot has happened in the past month.

The fall of the white whale and the destruction of the bishops of the sin of sloth were two momentous events that shook the entire kingdom of Lugnica.

This has already propelled Emilia's faction into the spotlight and made them famous.

Emilia, who was once questioned and ostracized because of her silver-haired half-elf identity, has now become one of the most sought-after royal candidates in the kingdom.

She and her knight, Shadow, became the talk of the town, their fame soaring.

As a result, a steady stream of visitors came to the house.

Nobles, wealthy merchants, and even envoys from other chosen ones across the land all hoped to establish contact with this emerging political force.

The threshold of the mansion was almost worn down by the crowds.

To cope with this sudden attention and the numerous tasks, Ying Ping personally selected and recruited someone—

A young businessman named Otto Suvin.

In fact, Otto was originally part of Emilia's faction in the original storyline.

However, this time, Otto still had a connection with the Witch Cult. Unfortunately, he was caught and imprisoned by one of the fingers of the Archbishop of Sloth, and almost lost his life.

It was only because Ying Ping and Emilia wiped out the forces of sloth that he was able to escape by sheer luck.

Therefore, Otto felt extremely grateful to Winning and Emilia.

When Yingping approached him and invited him to serve as the internal affairs officer of Emilia's camp, responsible for handling external liaison, resource coordination, and other matters.

Otto was flattered and agreed almost without hesitation.

At this moment, Otto is probably in a room of the mansion, with Count Roswaal, struggling with a mountain of documents and gift lists.

He was extremely busy, needing to manage relationships with various parties, reciprocate gifts, and arrange meetings.

However, it must be said that his talent in business and networking did indeed relieve Emilia's camp of a great deal of diplomatic pressure.

"Rem, everything... is going according to plan."

"At this rate, Emilia should be able to become the Queen of Lugnica very soon."

Yingping murmured to himself, closed his eyes again, and felt the warmth of the sunlight on his face.