I'm in a crossover anime world, and I've been transported to Hogwarts twice.

His thin, yet terrifyingly powerful fingers were gripping a thin, yet seemingly incredibly heavy, magical letter—the final reply from Genichi Hanyu, brought back by Liliana Kranichal.

Every word in the letter felt like a red-hot branding iron, searing into his eyes.

"Fight me to the death! I'll stake everything on this!"

"If I win, everything I have is yours!"

"If you lose, everything you have will belong to me!"

There was no tactful refusal, no hypocritical maneuvering, and not even the slightest respect for the ancient predecessors!

Yes, there were only naked, undisguised, barbaric conditions, like those of robbers dividing loot, and a utter contempt that viewed him, the Marquis of Vauban, as a lamb to the slaughter! 22

"Ah."

A low, hoarse laugh, like the cry of an owl, escaped from the Marquis of Vauban's throat, breaking the deathly silence.

The cold laughter echoed in the empty and gloomy hall. Instead of bringing any warmth, it made the elderly magicians in black robes standing in the distance tremble as if they had been doused with ice water. They buried their heads even lower, almost shrinking into their chests!

They know this owner too well!

This was not a joyful laugh, but a sign of extreme rage!

really!

The next moment, Marquis Woban's eyes, which were like burning eerie green flames, suddenly erupted with a chilling light that could freeze the soul!

An indescribable aura of ferocity, arrogance, and tyranny, accumulated over hundreds of years, erupted like a volcano that had been dormant for epochs!

"What an ignorant and arrogant brat!"

Marquis Vauban's voice was no longer hoarse, but sharp and shrill, filled with offended rage.

"Just because you killed a somewhat lucky Salvatore, you really think you're invincible and can ride roughshod over me?"

He suddenly stood up from the obsidian throne!

At this moment, his emaciated body seemed to stand tall and upright, casting a shadow like a giant wolf ready to devour its prey!

"You want my collection? You want everything I have?"

With each question he posed, his aura intensified, and the entire castle seemed to tremble under his rage, with dust falling from the walls.

"You? A mere newbie who's only been on the throne for a few days?"

The terrifying curse power, like a tangible black storm, swept outwards from him!

The flames in the fireplace were instantly extinguished, leaving only a faint blue glow. The temperature in the hall plummeted, and tiny ice crystals condensed in the air!

The magicians who had been standing in the distance could no longer hold on and collapsed to their knees with a thud, trembling and not daring to breathe!

"Hanyu Genichi!"

Marquis Woban roared to the sky, a sound that seemed to be a mixture of the howls of countless hungry wolves. It pierced through the castle's barriers, soared into the clouds, and even caused a change in the world outside. Dark clouds gathered instantly, and thunder rumbled!

"You've successfully enraged me. Since you're courting death, I'll grant your wish!"

The moment the words fell, Marquis Vauban's figure transformed into a blurry, dark streak of light, carrying the aura of endless death and storm. Like a vengeful spirit tearing through the night sky, it crashed through the thick walls of the castle and rushed straight towards the location of Genichi Hanyu with a resolute and violent momentum!

The objective is obvious—killing and plundering!

Marquis Vauban's undisguised and furious actions were like throwing a red-hot iron into an already boiling oil pan!

The entire mysterious world was once again shaken to its core!

"It's moved! Marquis Vauban has moved!"

"What a terrifying reaction to the curse! I can feel that killing intent even from halfway across Europe!"

"A celestial anomaly! It's the Marquis's power! He directly used his power to travel!"

"They've gone mad! They've all gone mad! The two demon kings are really going to wage all-out war!"

Panic escalated once again like a tsunami! If the killing of the Sword King by Genichi Hanyu was shocking and terrifying before, now, facing the full force of Marquis Vobán, an even older and more unfathomable veteran demon king, everyone's emotions have turned into horror and extreme unease!

In particular, the feelings of worry and confusion about Genichi Hanyu almost reached their peak!

"What exactly is Yuzuru Hanyu trying to do?!"

"He just killed Lord Tony not long ago, and now he's immediately facing Marquis Vauban. This is simply..."

"Doesn't he know the meaning of knowing when to stop? After challenging two demon kings in succession, is his power inexhaustible?"

"Or does he truly have absolute confidence that he can kill two Godslayers in succession?"

A more terrifying and chilling speculation began to grow uncontrollably in the minds of some top leaders, sending shivers down their spines: "Could it be that Genichi Hanyu is intentionally purging these compatriots?"

Once this thought takes hold, it can never be stopped!

It's not that they're just making things up; it's just that Genichi Hanyu's actions since ascending the throne have been far too purposeful and aggressive!

Killing gods can be understood as gaining power, but the act of wielding the butcher's knife so quickly and ruthlessly against another, or even several more, god-killers is itself full of perplexing confusion and extremely dangerous signals!

Does he really want to eliminate all existing god-killers?

What is he planning?

To monopolize the world?

Or is there some even more terrifying, unspeakable secret?

Countless doubts and fears intertwined in people's hearts.

However, despite being filled with endless doubts and immense unease, the entire mystical side fell into an eerie collective silence.

No one stood up and spoke out.

No one tried to dissuade them.

No one even dared to openly discuss the horrific speculation about the purging of their fellow citizens.

Because everyone knows a bloody truth: no one would be foolish enough to provoke Genichi Hanyu!

Today, Genichi Hanyu's fearsome reputation and intimidating power have reached an unprecedented peak!

With the corpse of the Sword King and the impending death battle with Marquis Vobán, he solidified his position as the most unapproachable, dangerous, and fearsome being in the mystical world today!

Even the Marquis of Vauban, who was furious and attacked, was probably ranked below Genichi Hanyu in many people's subconscious assessment as someone who was not to be trifled with!

"The World's Number One Villain"—this title, stained with the blood of four gods and one demon king, has spread like wildfire, its weight so heavy that all who hear it feel suffocated and in despair.

All they can do now is to do everything in their power to stay away from the eye of the storm, and then hold their breath and wait for the final outcome of this second war against the demon king, a war destined to go down in history and profoundly influence the entire world order.

Fear, like a tangible dark cloud, hung over the hearts of everyone who knew the truth.

295 The struggle for dominance of the sky

Off the coast of Italy, a deserted island stands alone amidst the azure waves.

The island is small, covered with black reefs eroded into strange shapes by the sea wind and low, tough shrubs. It is desolate and silent, with only the endless roar of the waves crashing against the shore, telling of its ancient solitude.

This is the final stage, or perhaps the final resting place, that Genichi Hanyu carefully chose for that ancient wolf king—the Marquis of Vauban.

Genichi Hanyu stood quietly atop the highest boulder in the center of the island, the sea breeze whipping his black, tousled hair and causing his clothes to flutter in the wind.

He stood with his hands behind his back, his posture as upright as a pine tree, his gaze calmly fixed on the horizon where the sea and sky met in the distance, like a host waiting for guests to arrive, unhurried and even with a touch of leisure.

There is a profound reason for choosing this place.

Marquis Vauban was different from Salvatore Doni, who only knew how to wield a sword.

This old demon king, who has lived for countless years, possesses even more bizarre and unpredictable powers, and his influence is extremely vast, often causing celestial phenomena to change and affecting an area of ​​dozens of miles around.

If war breaks out near populated areas, even the aftershocks of a leak could cause unimaginable disaster, and it is not impossible to wipe a city off the map.

Although Genichi Hanyu doesn't care about the life or death of ants, he also doesn't want to create too much trouble and noise for no reason.

This deserted island, far from the hustle and bustle, and only accompanied by seagulls and waves, became the ideal arena for gladiatorial combat.

It was vast enough, sturdy enough, and secluded enough for the two demon kings to unleash their power—power that could reshape the landscape and tear the sky apart—without any restraint.

Time flows slowly to the rhythm of the waves.

Sudden--

Genichi Hanyu's calm, deep-pool-like eyes flickered slightly, his gaze sharply fixed on the distant horizon.

At the edge of the once clear blue sky, a vast expanse of thick, inky black clouds, seemingly swallowing all light, was rolling toward the deserted island at an illogical speed!

The dark clouds contained not ordinary rain, but a chilling aura of death, decay, and tyranny!

Streaks of pale green lightning, like will-o'-the-wisps, flickered in the clouds, emitting a dull and oppressive roar, as if countless vengeful spirits were wailing within them!

Wherever it passed, the sea turned as black as ink, a fierce wind arose, and towering waves were whipped up!

A vast, ancient, and oppressive will, like an invisible giant net, followed the advance of dark clouds and first enveloped the entire deserted island!

The air instantly became thick and cold, carrying a biting chill and a sulfurous stench.

The shrubs on the island withered and turned black at a visible rate, and a thin layer of white frost covered the hard rock surface!

coming!

Marquis de Vauban!

He arrived here, carrying with him his pent-up anger and power!

As Yuzuru Genichi looked at the overwhelming, apocalyptic scene, his face showed no fear whatsoever. Instead, he slowly grinned, revealing a cold and fierce smile.

"Old dog, quite the grand entrance."

He muttered to himself, a hint of mockery in his voice.

The next moment, Genichiro Hanyu's eyes narrowed!

Om-! ! !

A completely different, yet equally vast and boundless, sacred and violent power, like a dormant volcano, erupted from his body!

A dazzling golden light, like the rising sun, instantly enveloped him!

That light was not warm and gentle, but contained supreme majesty and domineering divinity that controlled storms and thunder!

"唳——!!!"

A sharp cry, seemingly from ancient times, tearing through the sky, pierced the heavens!

Above the sky, centered on Genichi Hanyu, another powerful force began to converge frantically!

The sky, which had been eroded by the Marquis of Vauban's deathly clouds, seemed to have been plunged with a red-hot iron, and began to boil and rebel violently!

The pure white clouds were forcibly pulled and gathered, instantly transforming into a massive thunderstorm cloud, thick as lead and with shimmering gold edges!

Within the clouds, golden lightning bolts darted and intertwined wildly, emitting a roar that was even more explosive, more fierce, and more full of masculine destructive power than Marquis Vauban's ghastly green lightning!

storm!

Thunder!

This is the power that Genichi Hanyu usurped from Mekal, the god-king in Canaanite mythology!

The supreme power that commands the sky, storms, and thunder!

“Rumble——!!!”

There was no probing, and not a single word!

Two forces of storm and thunder, representing different gods and of different natures, collided fiercely in the sky above this deserted island!

On one side, the Marquis of Vauban's dark clouds and ghastly green lightning, imbued with the aura of death, decay, and decay, resembled a legion of death from the underworld, carrying the malice to erode everything and curse all things!

On the other side was the sacred, violent, and purely destructive golden thundercloud and golden lightning of Genna Hanyu, like a divine punishment descended by a wrathful god-king, carrying the magnificent divine power to purify and shatter everything!

The pitch-black death storm and the golden holy thunderstorm, like two primordial beasts, were tearing, colliding and squeezing each other wildly in the sky!

The pale green ghost fire and lightning clashed fiercely with the blazing golden electric snakes, annihilating each other and detonating the 0-wing V-II "俬鷗玖似究疤" with a deafening, terrifying roar that could tear eardrums apart!

Each collision caused the entire sky to tremble, as if space itself was being torn apart by this violent force!

The gale became chaotic and disorderly, sometimes icy cold and carrying the smell of decay, and sometimes scorching hot and crackling, whipping up golden sparks of electricity!

The massive waves, stirred even more violently by the chaotic celestial phenomena, rose up in layers like mountains and crashed down with a deafening roar that shook the earth!

At the boundary between the dark clouds and thunderclouds, a clear yet eerie dividing line was formed. On one side was a deathly silence and darkness like an eternal night, and on the other side was a blazing lightning like the descent of a divine kingdom (Mano's)!

Two completely different celestial phenomena unfolded in the skies above this sea area, creating an unprecedented battle for control of the heavens!

Such a spectacle, like a myth reenactment or the end of the world, would surely cause any mortal to break down on the spot, kneel down and worship, thinking that a war of gods has broken out!