Anime Crossover: Post-Apocalyptic Survival, My Stand is the World

One person and one substitute transformed into a golden lightning bolt, without the slightest hesitation, they took the initiative and plunged headlong into the monstrous horde that could make any army despair!

"Roar!"

The nearest [Black Mud Monster] roared and stretched out tentacles made of sludge, trying to devour him.

However, what awaited it was something even faster than lightning—

Golden Iron Fist!

"It's useless!"

Boom!

A dull, resounding crash, like a battering ram striking a city wall!

[World]'s fist, without any fancy moves, just pure power and speed, struck the core of that monster with perfect precision!

The core, which was emitting a red glow, couldn't even last a second. In an instant, it shattered like glass being hit by a hammer!

The entire black mud monster was then exploded into a lifeless, pitch-black mass of mud!

Kill instantly with one hit!

But this is just the beginning!

"No dice! No dice! No dice! No dice! No dice! No dice!"

Su Chen's figure moved through the monster tide like a ghost.

The "world" behind him has transformed into the most efficient and terrifying killing machine!

Those two golden iron fists left behind a dense, golden afterimage!

Boom!Boom!Boom!Boom!

Each dull punch resounded, inevitably accompanied by the precise and unmistakable destruction of a monster's core with a single blow!

Whether it's the slow-moving Black Mud Demon or the bizarrely shaped Shadow Demon, they are as fragile as paper before these two iron fists of absolute power!

No monster could withstand a single blow from him!

"Too, too powerful..."

Yui Yuigahama, watching from afar, saw the golden figure charging back and forth through the monster horde as if it were nothing. She had completely forgotten her fear, and was left with only the purest, soul-deep awe.

Kasumigaoka Utaha's beautiful wine-red eyes sparkled with extraordinary brilliance.

She had somehow taken out a pen and was frantically scribbling in a small sketchbook.

It records every action of that golden giant, full of violent aesthetics!

It records that man's effortless, even somewhat enjoyable, demon-like demeanor amidst mountains of corpses and seas of blood!

inspiration!

An unprecedented, volcanic eruption of inspiration was exploding wildly in her mind!

Yukino Yukinoshita simply watched quietly.

She watched Su Chen's back, watching him shine so brightly and reassuringly amidst the black waves that represented "death".

The worries, vigilance, and even resentment in my heart were all crushed bit by bit in the face of this absolute power.

Only one emotion remained, namely "trust" and "adoration," which were quietly growing.

perhaps…

Following this man was truly the right thing to do.

In the center of the battlefield.

Su Chen has gone completely berserk.

He even gave up on deliberately searching for the core of the monster.

Because that's no longer necessary.

"Ora Ora Ora Ora Ora Ora Ora—!!!"

When five or six monsters tried to surround him from different directions, he just sneered. The "world" behind him instantly erupted with a storm of indiscriminate punches, enough to kill any person with trypophobia on the spot!

Countless golden fist shadows formed an insurmountable, absolute storm of death!

puff! puff! puff! puff!

Those monsters that tried to get close were like those who had crashed into a wall made of countless high-speed spinning iron hammers!

Their bodies were bombarded hundreds or thousands of times in an instant!

Core, limbs, torso...

Everything, in the face of this extreme violence, was completely and indiscriminately reduced to the most primitive, flying black fragments!

Crush!

massacre!

This was a one-sided, suspenseful, and violently aesthetic personal show!

Chapter Fifteen: Survivors of the Television Station

Chapter Fifteen: Survivors of the Television Station

The battle is over.

After the last Black Mud Demon was smashed into a cloud of black ash by [World]'s punch, the entire crossroads fell into dead silence once again.

This time, however, the meaning of deathly silence is completely different.

It's no longer the despair of being surrounded by monsters.

Rather, it is the chilling tranquility that follows the storm.

Su Chen slowly withdrew his stand-in.

He stood atop a dark "mountain" made up of countless monster remains, his body spotless and his breathing perfectly steady.

He stood there quietly, as if he had just finished a trivial morning exercise.

Then, he turned around and looked at the three girls who were completely stunned at the edge of the ruins, and a warm, relaxed smile appeared on his face, as if nothing had happened.

"The road is clean now."

"..."

These words were like a pebble thrown into the already turbulent lake of the three women's hearts.

Yui Yuigahama opened her mouth, wanting to say something, but found that her throat was so dry that she couldn't utter a single word.

Kasumigaoka Utaha's hand holding the pen trembled slightly.

Her sketchbook was already filled with all sorts of wild lines and symbols.

Those were marks she left behind when she tried to record the miraculous battle, marks that even she couldn't understand, due to her excessive excitement and shock.

Yukino Yukinoshita simply watched Su Chen quietly.

Looking at him standing in the center of that "death zone" he created with his own hands, yet smiling like a boy next door.

This extreme contrast caused her brain to experience a feeling called "dizziness" for the first time.

Demon King?

Or... a savior?

She can no longer tell the difference.

"What are you still standing there for? Let's go."

Su Chen leaped down from the "hill" and landed lightly on the ground. He clapped his hands and continued walking towards his destination—the television station building.

"Ah! Wait for us!"

Yui was the first to react, quickly picking up the fire axe from the ground and jogging after him.

Yukino and Utaha exchanged a glance, both seeing the same complex emotion in each other's eyes.

In the end, the two could only silently follow the man they couldn't understand at all.

……

The team set off again.

This time, however, the atmosphere became incredibly strange.

The three girls were no longer tense or afraid.

They simply followed closely behind Su Chen, their eyes fixed on his back, which, though not particularly burly, now seemed incredibly reliable.

Along the way, occasionally one or two lone monsters would dart out from the corners.

But before they could even get close, Su Chen didn't even need to turn his head.

A golden fist would appear out of thin air behind him as if by teleportation, and with one punch, it would accurately blast him into dust.

Then, it quietly disappeared.

The whole process was so smooth and natural, it didn't feel like a post-apocalyptic survival exercise, but rather like clearing weeds in one's own backyard.

Enveloped in this absolute sense of security, the group finally arrived at their destination.

Chiba City Television Building.

This is a modern building with dozens of floors, standing stubbornly like an isolated island amidst the surrounding mess.

The main entrance of the building was completely blocked by various roadblocks, abandoned cars, and even vending machines.

"It seems there are indeed survivors inside."

Yukino Yukinoshita's judgment allowed her to quickly recover from her tense state and begin analyzing the situation.

Su Chen remained silent.

He simply closed his eyes and slowly released the spiritual awareness of the [Triple Rebirth] technique.

In an instant, the scene inside the building flooded into his mind in a form that transcended the visual and was informational.

Inside the building, there were about a dozen faint life energies representing ordinary people.

They mostly gathered in a corner of the first-floor lobby, their emotions filled with fear and unease.

Among these faint auras, two stood out as particularly distinct.

A faint trace, though very faint, was exceptionally pure and clean, like an uncut crystal.

'Hmm? This aura... is it... Izumi Sagiri? She's here too?'

An image of a silver-haired girl wearing a mask flashed through Su Chen's mind.

The other aura, however, was completely different.

It is calm, powerful, and full of resilience, maintaining a strange sense of composure even in such a desperate environment.

Like a pure white lotus blooming alone in the dark night.

found it.

Mai Sakurajima!

Having confirmed his target, Su Chen opened his eyes, stepped forward, and shouted loudly:

"We are survivors who happened to be passing by. We mean no harm and hope to go in and rest for a while."

His voice, amplified by the "Qi," resonated clearly throughout the entire first-floor lobby.

The previously deathly silence in the hall was instantly shattered.

The dozen or so survivors all wore expressions of fear and vigilance.

"There's someone outside!"

"Is it a living person or a monster?!"

Amid the chaos, a burly, middle-aged man in a security guard uniform suddenly stood up.

He was holding a police pistol in his hand!