Crossover anime/manga, immediately transmigrated after death

boom!

The ground beneath my feet suddenly subsided, cracks spread in all directions, and pebbles flew like bullets.

"Yin and Yang give rise to each other, and the pure and the impure naturally separate!"

She thrust out both palms simultaneously, and flames burst forth from her palms.

"Wow—"

Two crimson birds exploded from her palm, trailing blazing tails, and crashed head-on into the bronze longsword.

boom!

The collision of flames and bronze sent shockwaves flying in all directions, sending more than a dozen Minotaur corpses flying.

Those three-meter-tall corpses tumbled and rolled like paper in the shockwave, smashing through broken walls and rubble, filling the sky with dust.

Chi Yuan did not retreat even half a step, but the ground beneath her feet had already sunk more than a foot.

"Let thunder cleanse all sins!"

Mei's voice came from the other side.

She had circled behind Achilles, her katana crackling with purple lightning, arcs of electricity leaping and popping across its blade, the air thick with the acrid smell of ozone being baked.

With a single stroke, from bottom to top.

Rumble!

The lightning tore through the air, leaving a blinding purple trail as it hurtled toward Achilles' back.

Achilles didn't turn around. With a wave of his left arm, a giant shield made of five overlapping bronze plates blocked the lightning katana.

clang!

The katana struck the shield, and arcs of electricity spread wildly along the bronze plate, the sparks burning black streaks into the shield's surface.

However, the power of thunder could not penetrate the five layers of bronze barriers.

Achilles' arm muscles bulged and vibrated, unleashing a tremendous force.

Bang!

Mei, along with her sword, was thrown back, tumbling several times in the air. When she landed, her feet dug two deep furrows more than ten feet long in the ground before she could barely regain her footing.

"You woman—!"

Before Achilles could finish speaking, Chi Yuan's fist had already been thrown.

In an instant, her figure soared into the sky like a blazing meteor, trailing a crimson tail of flame, and fiercely swooped down from mid-air!

Before the punch even landed, the heatwave arrived first.

Within a radius of several meters, the air was distorted and deformed by the high temperature, and the stone slabs on the ground cracked and popped.

boom!

Kuroyukihime slashed down with her hand, and black sword energy pierced through the air, sealing Achilles' left flank.

Kurazaki Fuuko leaped into the air, unleashing two energy blades that crossed to form a cross, whistling as they blocked the right path.

Mei, her katana wrapped in lightning, swooped forward again, a purple bolt of lightning piercing her throat from the front.

Asuna thrust her sword forward, aiming straight for Achilles' knee and blocking his escape route.

The five men each occupied a corner, their attacks layered upon each other. (Fist)

The palm strikes, sword energy, and lightning flashes, as dense as a torrential rain, continuous and unending.

Achilles, relying on his invulnerability to the Styx River, withstood all attacks.

The bronze longsword slashed left and right, the giant shield flew up and down—

The clang of metal against metal was as dense as a sudden rainstorm, and sparks flew like fireworks.

Achilles was forced to defend himself, retreating step by step. His massive shield was crisscrossed with sword and blade marks, and the stone path beneath his feet was already crushed to dust.

"It seems he's not a god." Zhang Yang saw that Achilles was indeed not a god, but merely a demigod. Although powerful, he was ultimately inferior to a god-slayer.

And the five women were indeed no match for him, which is why he made a desperate move.

Zhang Yang's figure suddenly vanished. (The group)

At the same time, he appeared in front of Achilles and thrust his right fist straight down.

The crimson seal script is ignited!

Achilles' history, his mother Thetis immersing him in the River Styx, Peleus teaching him martial arts, his childhood on Mount Perion, the face of his best friend Patroclus...

All of this—his past, his legends, the entirety of the information that constitutes his existence—is now being used as fuel—detonated from within!

boom!

A pillar of crimson flame exploded outwards from Achilles' body.

Achilles trembled violently, his eyes widened, and his mouth gaped open, but he couldn't utter a sound.

His entire face was made transparent from the inside out, and the outline of his skull was clearly visible in the red firelight, as if a red sun was rising in his head.

The shockwave exploded in all directions, blowing everything within a radius of hundreds of meters away.

The stone pavement was lifted off its entirety, tumbling and shattering into countless fragments in the air, only to be crushed into powder by the subsequent gusts of air.

Chapter 167 Heading Towards Troy

The Memidonian army was completely annihilated, not a single Minotaur remained, and Achilles was burned to ashes by the pillar of crimson flame.

The armor collapsed with a crash, scattering bronze fragments all over the ground, leaving not even ashes inside.

"As expected of armor forged by the gods, it is truly sturdy!" Zhang Yang exclaimed.

Surviving port residents crawled out of the ruins; there were old and young, men and women.

They looked at the corpses scattered on the ground, then at Zhang Yang and his group, and helped each other over, kneeling down to pay their respects.

Zhang Yang stepped aside: "No need to kneel before me, it's just a small favor."

An elderly man with gray hair looked up and mumbled a long string of words.

After listening, Kuroyukihime whispered, "This Achilles is supposed to be a world-renowned hero, so why does he seem like a pirate? Are Greek heroes a gathering place for pirates?"

“No doubt about it, that’s it.” Zhang Yang affirmed directly, “The historical Trojan War took place around the 13th century BC. At that time, civilized and advanced countries such as Egypt were often plagued by the piracy of barbaric sea peoples, who were the same peoples who lived in modern Greece or the Italian peninsula.”

"The so-called invasion of Troy by the Greek coalition led by Achilles is actually a glorification of actual piracy as a myth or legend."

"The maritime peoples are essentially barbarians. They cannot create value, cannot transform nature, and can only draw nourishment from agricultural civilization to develop themselves."

"Of course, it is also very common for barbarism to triumph over civilization."

The old man mumbled something in his own language, then turned and beckoned several young men to carry things out of the ruins.

Before long, a pile of items was placed in front of Zhang Yang: several earthenware jars filled with olive oil, two bolts of coarse cloth, half a bag of wheat seeds, and a bronze dagger.

Zhang Yang glanced at the pile of "thank you gifts" and sighed, "Forget it, you can keep them yourselves. Life isn't easy for anyone these days."

He turned to look at the two divine horses.

Xanthos and Balius stood quietly at the edge of the port ruins.

After Achilles died, they neither fled nor made a fuss; they simply stood quietly, their eyes reflecting the shimmering light on the sea.

The child of the wind spirit, a divine beast of the spirit bird level, whose intelligence is no less than that of a human.

Knowing that its master was dead, it didn't know where to go next.

Chi Yuan walked up, barefoot across the broken bricks, and stretched out her palm, placing it on the forehead of a divine horse.

"Since you are descendants of the wind, you will follow me for now."

Xanthos lowered his head, tapped his forelegs lightly on the ground, and nodded.

Kuroyukihime silently walked to the other horse and lifted her up on tiptoe so that she could reach Balius's nose.

The horse snorted loudly, and the hem of its black sailor uniform was blown backward.

Kuroyukihime remained unfazed: "From now on, you'll provide half of my fodder for dinner."

Balius blinked and then nodded.

Kurazaki Fuuko chuckled: "Little Sha, you should figure out whether it eats grass or people before you speak."

"Eat grass," Kuroyukihime said confidently.

"how do you know?"

"Because it nods no matter what I say."

Zhang Yang crouched down and pulled out the divine armor from the bronze fragments of Achilles.

Armor, shield, greaves, longsword—the work of Hephaestus, the god of blacksmithing, each piece inscribed with intricate runes and cool to the touch.

He unfolded his armor and looked at it in the sunlight; the gold ornaments shone even brighter than the burning flames.

"Asuna, here you go."

You threw the longsword over.

Asuna hurriedly caught it with both hands.

"Aren't you lacking a suitable weapon? This sword is yours."

Asuna hugged her longsword tightly and nodded.

"Fengzi, here are these greaves, they match your leg techniques perfectly. I'll also give you the armor, it's quite light." Zhang Yang picked up the shield and looked it over. "This shield and chariot are for Mei."

Mei took the shield. The combination of a katana and a heavy shield was rather odd, and the fact that the chariot wasn't being pulled by any warhorses seemed to be a major problem: "I'll use it properly."

Everyone around was playing with their new equipment. Asuna tried to swing her sword, Kaede had already put on the silver greaves, and Mei had a shield on her back and a katana hanging at her waist.

From a distance, it does indeed have the air of a Greek hero, although the combination of a katana and a bronze shield is somewhat out of place.

Of course, Mei didn't really want to use the shield and chariot; it was just that this was how the spoils were distributed, and she felt a bit out of place if she didn't take them.

Kuroyukihime suddenly spoke up: "The neural connection device has malfunctioned."

Kurasaki Fuuko pressed her hand to her temple and nodded: "Unable to connect to the quantum network, the terminal is completely silent."

"Can it still be used before I transmigrated here?"

"can."

"That means that during the process of traversing the corridor, the device was replaced by the material rules of this world." Zhang Yang frowned. "Material replacement. The laws of the world are different. Things brought from Earth will become the corresponding materials in this world. Electronic products will become stones or scrap metal?"

"It should just be that the underlying protocol has been rewritten," Kuroyukihime said calmly. "The device itself is intact, but the communication protocol and quantum node are completely useless. Only the local computation can still run."

"In other words, the laws of this divine realm will rewrite foreign matter, and the more sophisticated the matter, the greater the impact." Zhang Yang said thoughtfully, "Then will the car still be able to run?"

"The oil should still be oil, but we might not be able to find diesel here."

“Interesting.” Zhang Yang walked to the edge of the harbor and looked at the distant sea. “It seems that the so-called difference in the laws of physics is not just idle talk, but a fact that has been basically established in this world.”

Kuroyukihime continued, "The Trojan War was a war fought by the Greek coalition against the city-state of Troy for a full ten years."

"The Greek army is doing just what Achilles is doing today—plundering coastal cities, burning, killing, looting, and committing all sorts of atrocities."

"In the later stages of the war, Achilles rose up in anger after the death of his close friend, killed Hector, the Trojan commander, and the situation took a sharp turn for the worse. In the end, the Greek army built the Trojan Horse, tricked the city gates open, and massacred the inhabitants."

She paused, then said calmly, "Because humanity's brutality in this war has enraged the gods."

"One version of the story says that a storm and a tsunami swept in and sank the city of Troy along with all the Greek ships into the sea."

Mei's expression changed: "Zeus and Athena said before that if this mythological world reaches its end, the wrath of the gods will pass through the Fairy Corridor and descend upon Earth."

"Japan sank." Kurasaki Fuuko said softly.

Zhang Yang said, "So, the script is very clear. Prevent Troy from destroying the ending, otherwise Tokyo Bay will become the Dragon Palace of the East Sea, and you won't be able to squeeze onto the trains anymore, but you can have all the seafood you want."

Mei sighed softly, "Can't we talk about this more seriously?"

“I’m already very serious.” Zhang Yang said solemnly, then turned and walked towards the port, casually flicking his wrist.

The power of wind and rhythm was shaken once again.

call--

A sudden turquoise vortex swept up a perfectly intact Greek warship that was stranded on the shallows of the harbor.

As the ship left the water, seawater cascaded down from both sides of the hull like a waterfall.