Crossover anime/manga, immediately transmigrated after death

Kuroyukihime looked up: "Depart? Where to?"

"God of Slaughter." Zhang Yang cracked his knuckles. "Athena is still waiting on the other side of the corridor. Let's strike while the iron is hot and get this done today."

"We're going too?" Kuroyukihime's gaze swept over herself, then over Kurasaki Fuuko. "You said you could give us power, right?"

“Absolutely no problem.” Zhang Yang walked to the center of the living room, turned to face the two of them, and said, “The Taiping Plain Dao Awakening World Instructions are the powers I usurped after slaying the disobedient gods. They are divided into four levels. Vajra Body, invulnerable to swords and spears. Qi Circulation, gaining spell power. Prajna Heart, sharing my combat experience. Once you complete all three of these blessings, you will have the power to rival divine beasts.”

Kuroyukihime was silent for a moment: "What is the price?"

"Nothing needs to be given up, just meet the conditions for blessing. The later conditions can override the earlier ones—the wisdom mind needs a kiss."

"..."

Kurasaki Fuuko covered her mouth and chuckled: "Little Sa, this is a rare opportunity."

Kuroyukihime glanced at her, then turned to Zhang Yang: "I agree."

She stepped forward, stood on tiptoe, and moved swiftly and decisively without hesitation.

Zhang Yang lowered his head and kissed her.

For a long time, the lips are divided.

Kuroyukihime took a half step back, looked down at her hands, and noticed a faint black light at her fingertips, flickering in the lamplight.

The Void Sword Qi is merely a version driven by curse power.

Yes, the world of "Godslayer" is, in a sense, a world of high martial arts, where top-tier martial arts masters can easily defeat a modern synthetic brigade.

In the martial arts world, they are called top-notch masters; in the West, they are called great knights.

Above top-tier masters are grandmasters, corresponding to the Western paladins.

Therefore, this boost is quite cost-effective.

"next."

Kurasaki Fuuko walked up to Zhang Yang with a slight smile on her lips: "Thank you for your trouble, Mr. Zhang Yang."

She lowered her head and gently pressed her lips to his.

Zhang Yang didn't stand on ceremony; he gently put his arm around her waist and kissed her.

A moment later, the two parted ways.

Blessing and infusion.

With his meridians open, combat experience flooded into the depths of his consciousness like a tidal wave.

The thousands of battles she accumulated in the unrestricted neutral space intertwined with the martial arts wisdom transmitted through her Prajna Heart, transforming into an instinctive fighting intuition.

Fuuko Kurasaki looked down at her legs.

Her white over-the-knee stockings were still wrapped around her calves, but she knew in her heart that the nanomachine prosthetic limb that had accompanied her for sixteen years had already disintegrated under the impact of the curse.

She bent down, hooked her fingertips around the edge of the stocking, and slowly pulled down the white stockings, revealing a section of her calf.

Her ankles were slender, her arches were beautiful, and her five toes curled up neatly.

These are her own feet.

From the knees down, the legs that truly belong to her.

She reached out and touched it, feeling the warmth travel back from her fingertips, then pinched it hard.

The pain was clearly felt; it was not a hallucination.

With a leap, Fuuko Kurasaki burst into the air, crashing through the restaurant's ventilation window before landing in mid-air in the courtyard.

She spread her arms wide, like a bird learning to fly, her body drawing an arc in the air. After gliding for a moment, she landed steadily on the top of the wall, her toes touching the edge of the brick seam, her body completely still.

The moment she landed, she burst into laughter.

Well, the feeling of growing legs is definitely something to laugh about—after all, not everyone has the chance to experience the miracle of a prosthetic leg turning into a real leg.

Kurasaki Fuko jumped down from the wall, landing silently. She walked up to Zhang Yang, stood on tiptoe, and gently pecked him on the cheek.

"This is a thank-you gift."

"Returning the gift so quickly is much more decisive than your friend's."

“Xiao Sha is too cautious in her actions, so I’ll fill in the gaps for her.”

"Ahem." Kuroyukihime cleared her throat. "Kazeko."

Kurasaki Fuuko smiled slightly, and Zhang Yang lowered his voice: "Actually, there is a fourth kind of blessing, called Dakini. Once you receive the blessing, you can truly fly. It's not just a brief glide, but walking on air, going wherever you want."

Kurasaki Fuuko's blue eyes lit up slightly: "What conditions are required to obtain that blessing?"

"Of course, we'll sleep together—you know what I mean?"

“I’ve got it.” Kurasaki Fuko still smiled. “I’ll ask Mr. Zhang Yang for his guidance then.”

Zhang Yang thought to himself that this girl was much more savvy than Kuroyukihime.

As expected, people who have spent time in an unrestricted neutral space have a different mindset.

He turned his gaze to Asuna: "Asuna, do you want to come along?"

Asuna paused for a moment.

"I still have to go to school."

"You can take leave."

"My parents won't agree."

"Your parents don't even dare to repair the roof now."

"...I have no combat experience."

"You were blessed just now. After you go there, Akane and Mei will teach you."

Asuna paused for a moment, then said, "I think I'm not going."

Zhang Yang looked at her and didn't press the matter: "Okay, let's go then."

He turned and walked towards the door.

Kuroyukihime followed behind, followed closely by Kurasaki Fuuko, while Akane and Mei walked side by side.

Nvxi stood by the door and said softly, "I will provide logistical support. Intelligence, supplies, and evacuation routes will all be prepared."

"There's one more thing—the flow of time might differ."

"Time in the divine realm is not entirely synchronized with that of the earth."

"You may feel that only a few days have passed, but months have passed here; or you may have been fighting hard for months, but only one night has passed here."

"I've got it." Zhang Yang stepped out the door.

Asuna stood still.

Her legs did not move.

My heart was racing.

She saw Kuroyukihime turn around and look at Zhang Yang from behind, saw Kurasaki Fuuko step out of the courtyard with light steps as if she were walking on clouds, and saw Mei turn her head and say something to Akane, who nodded, and the two of them laughed at the same time.

She didn't know why she took that step.

It's probably because the floor beneath my feet suddenly became unreliable.

"and many more."

Zhang Yang did not stop.

"I said wait!"

Zhang Yang stopped and turned around.

Right at the main entrance, Shozo Yuuki and Kyoko Yuuki stood by the door, facing the crowd.

Koichiro leaned halfway out from the second floor, clutching the wreckage of a smashed NERvGear. (Azure)

Asuna stood there, staring at that retreating figure, her mind a jumbled mess.

She recalled the scene of seeing Kurasaki Fuuko grow legs, her laughter echoing in the courtyard, and Kuroyukihime's forced composure despite her nervousness. She also remembered her own daily routine at school, diligently studying, and then returning home to a route laid out by her parents.

The moment the helicopter landed, for the first time, she realized that the "unexpected" expressions on her parents' faces were actually a beautiful sight.

If we miss this opportunity, we may never encounter anything more bizarre or exciting than tonight in our lives.

He turned around and went back to his room, intending to get up early the next morning and go to school, pretending nothing had happened...

The power of the Vajra Body and the energy channels still remain in the body, but so what?

He'll just become an ordinary student who's a little stronger.

"I also need to go."

She stepped out the door and stood in front of Zhang Yang: "You said you could bless me. I'm going too. As for my parents, I'll apologize to them when I get back. Fine, it doesn't matter if I don't apologize or not, the roof has already burned down, one more won't make a difference."

Asuna stood on tiptoe, grabbed Zhang Yang's clothes with both hands, and tilted her head back to kiss him.

Zhang Yang was naturally not polite.

Asuna felt her cheeks burning hot and her breathing becoming rapid, but she still held tightly to Zhang Yang's collar and refused to let go.

Shozo Yuuki stood at the door, his mouth agape, unable to utter a single word.

Kyoko Yuuki gripped the doorframe, her fingers clenched, furious at the sight, feeling as if her canary had fluttered away from her grasp.

Koichiro leaned halfway out from the second floor, and the NERvGear wreckage he was carrying slipped down and hit the floor with a thud.

He thought to himself that when he was Asuna's age, he would also fantasize about a helicopter suddenly landing during class, a beautiful woman jumping out and saying to him, "Yuki-kun, what are you still doing here? If you don't come soon, Japan will sink!" Then he would take the phone and chatter away for a while, walking out of the classroom amidst the surprised gazes of his classmates and teachers, and boarding the helicopter to leave.

If we switch places, Asuna's experience is pretty much the same.

That's really enviable...

Chapter 166 The Trojan War and the Heel

Zhang Yang raised his hand, his five fingers loosely clenched.

The power of wind and rhythm was immediately shaken.

"call--"

The ideal fluid condensed in his palm, transforming into a visible azure vortex that casually lifted a car parked on the roadside.

"gone."

Zhang Yang strode forward, followed closely by Chi Yuan, Mei, Kuroyukihime, Kurasaki Fuuko, and Yuuki Asuna, all getting into the car.

The car rode the wind, flying through the sky, heading towards the distant "Fairy Corridor".

The entrance to the corridor opened, and a rainbow of lights engulfed the front of the car.

The car felt like it had been stuffed into a twisted straw, flipped upside down and side to side. Asuna's stomach churned, and she had to grit her teeth to keep from vomiting.

Mei patted her back and said gently, "Bear with it, we're almost there."

The neon lights faded away.

The sky was so blue it was almost transparent.

There is no industrial pollution, no smog, and the air is filled with a scent that is similar to a mixture of sea salt and olive trees.

The scorching sun hung high in the sky, its rays pouring down onto the vast plains.

Zhang Yang turned the steering wheel, and the car drew a large arc in the blue sky, almost throwing the three people in the back seat onto the car window.

"Sorry, this is my first time driving a flying car."

There was no apology in his tone.

After flying for a long time, the group saw a port city.

The small wooden boats were crammed together in the shallow water, the canvas hanging on the masts burned to charred fragments.

The sun-baked brick houses collapsed, and thick smoke rose from the ruins, which were dispersed into black ash trails by the sea breeze.

Screams echoed throughout the room.

Chi Yuan's eyes swept over the burning port: "Someone has massacred the city here."

Mei drew her katana from her waist: "Let's go down and save them."