Crossover anime/manga, immediately transmigrated after death

That was its means of communication with its master, a contract it, as a member of the Black Dwarf race, had signed with the Fairy King.

As long as it utters a prayer, its owner will know what's happening here.

Zhang Yang noticed the change in its eyes.

I've seen it on the faces of the ruthless gangsters of the Golden Sands.

Knowing he wouldn't survive, he started trying to drag others down with him.

Zhang Yang was about to increase his force and press for the exact location.

hum-

It was as if something enormous was approaching from a great distance.

Zhang Yang raised his head.

A huge phantom appeared on the horizon.

It was the silhouette of a woman.

Her figure stretched across the sky, as if the entire sky was her silhouette.

The face was indistinct; only a blurry outline could be seen, as if it were woven from starlight and moonlight.

boom!

Suddenly, the power within Zhang Yang's body became active. The energy in his dantian surged violently, like an oil depot that had been ignited, exploding with a bang and rushing wildly through his meridians to his limbs.

This feeling is indescribable.

It's like a tiger that's been starving for three days and three nights, suddenly spotting a plump prey.

instinct.

The instinct to kill gods.

Go fight, go slaughter, go hunt!

The phantom made a sound.

The voice was beautiful, like the plucking of a moon lute or the babbling of a stream: "I never expected to encounter another god-slayer."

"I see."

"The witch who possesses the power of luck is probably at work because of her own luck."

"She makes a vow with good intentions, and good fortune from heaven and earth will gather around her, and you are the variable brought about by that good fortune."

The phantom's voice paused, then turned colder: "Since that's the case, you will eventually find the Evergreen Kingdom. Rather than letting you appear at a crucial moment, it's better to nip the nascent demon king in the bud right here."

hum!

Countless golden characters appeared in the sky.

The characters are complex and unlike any other writing system ever used by humans. Each character is composed of countless fine lines, with lines within lines and circles within circles, as if they were an imprint that has existed since the beginning of the world.

The sacred tree script is the script used in Celtic mythology.

Each letter represents a type of tree.

This script originated from ancient humans' worship of trees.

Zhang Yang felt that there was power and a sense of reality in these words!

The sacred tree script formed a massive magic circle that covered the entire sky.

Whoosh!

Golden light cascaded down like a waterfall, illuminating the entire grassland.

rustle!

Branches stretched out, intertwined, and wove together to form a huge human shape, headless, with a broad upper body like a giant brazier.

A wave of heat hit me, and my exposed skin felt a burning sensation.

This is a fire giant woven from tree branches.

It is at least twenty meters high.

Zhang Yang stood before it, looked up at the enormous creature, and exclaimed, "Isn't this the Willow Man from the Elden Ring?"

Chapter Thirty-Six: Ignite the Flame, I Be the Dawn in the Long Night

Boom!

The willow man had no head; around his neck was a huge brazier with rolling flames, like boiling magma in a volcano.

boom!

The brazier exploded, and countless flames flew out, raining down on the earth like a meteor shower.

The flames landed and immediately exploded into a charred crater, turning the grass to ashes and the soil red-hot.

Zhang Yang pushed off with his feet, his body rolling to the side, a ball of flame grazing his back.

Bang bang bang!

His feet stomped repeatedly on the grass, his figure dodging left and right like a ghost.

The incantation power in the dantian circulates in the meridians, and each exertion of force precisely propels the body to turn.

This involves using internal energy to control the center of gravity, maintaining a posture that allows for a counterattack at any time while dodging.

boom!

Another ball of fire landed where he had just stood, burning a large hole in the grass.

Zhang Yang steadied himself and raised his head.

The willow man had already taken big strides and was rushing towards him.

Its twenty-meter-tall body is woven from countless tree branches and is engulfed in golden-red flames.

Zhang Yang took a deep breath, pushed off with both feet, and took the initiative to meet the attack. He was extremely fast, leaving a trail of afterimages on the grass.

The distance between the two sides quickly shortened.

quack!

The willow man's right arm swept across.

That arm was several meters long, wreathed in flames, like a giant burning log.

Zhang Yang bent over and rolled forward.

boom!

A flaming arm swept over his head, creating a scorching storm.

After rolling over, Zhang Yang stood up and was already at the feet of the Willow Man, punching him in the ankle.

Pedicure, dealing with giant objects is pedicure.

Of course, it would be even better if there were some dragon thunder, but Zhang Yang obviously didn't have any.

boom!

A fist slammed into a tree branch, causing it to shatter and splinter.

But the Willow Man's body was too big; the punch only created a gap half a meter wide, without even shaking its balance.

The next moment, the willow man raised his foot and stomped down.

Zhang Yang leaped backward.

Boom!

A large crater was created in the ground by the trampling.

Zhang Yang landed and was about to rush forward again.

call--

The willow-handed man swept his left hand from the side, and Zhang Yang, unable to dodge in time, was sent flying.

boom!

It tumbled several times in the air before crashing heavily to the ground, rolling for another ten meters before coming to a stop.

"First published on 705u.com - Book Club"

The 86 spiritual grasslands and 9 heavens were in a mess, and the small group of people were in disarray. 2 said 72.

Zhang Yang pushed himself up and stood up, shaking his arms.

The arm bone is fine.

The reason this body is so powerful is that it can nullify supernatural forces. The heat and impact of this attack, as well as the divine power it contained, were all neutralized, turning it into an ordinary blow.

This couldn't possibly damage his bones or muscles.

boom!

The willow man grabbed Zhang Yang with his left hand.

"Holy crap, there are throws too..." Zhang Yang felt his body being gripped by a tremendous force, his bones creaking and cracking.

To be honest, he had a bad feeling.

What could be the next step?

The willow man lifted him up and threw him into the brazier.

call!

Zhang Yang's body fell into the fire pit on the head of the willow man, and then into the body of the willow man.

The wicker people were hollow inside. It is said that the wicker people were used to worship Celtic gods in order to pray for fertile land and a good harvest. The Celts would put animals or even prisoners of war into the wicker people as sacrifices and then burn them as offerings to the gods.

At least that's what Dog Bro's Noble Phantasm is like.

Fierce!

The flames seemed to come alive, surging in from all directions and engulfing Zhang Yang's body.

Burn! Burn! Burn!

Countless flames burned on Zhang Yang's body, the heat wave enveloping every inch of his skin, and the burning pain spread throughout his body.

Almost at the same instant, the true qi in the dantian began to circulate.

Activation.

The true energy in his dantian circulated rapidly, flowing through his meridians like water. In an instant, the flames from the willow-twig man touched his body, and all the heat vanished.

The phantom of the goddess spoke from the sky: "The body of a god-slayer... indeed arrogant."

"Even the magic of the gods will be arrogantly deflected, and even divine power will be deflected. This is the power of the Demon King."

hum!

Golden sparks fell from the magic circle in the sky.

May humanity's sins turn to ashes along with the calamities!

The willow man's power increased instantly, and the flames became even more ferocious, as if they had come alive, turning into thin lines of fire that drilled towards Zhang Yang's mouth and nose.

"The physical body of a god-slayer can indeed deflect mysteries."

"but--"

"As long as the spell is activated internally, it will produce an effect."

"Your body can block external spells, but it cannot block spells within your own body."

"And now that these flames have entered your body, even if your body is as arrogant as it is, you cannot resist them..."

Zhang Yang felt his internal organs burning, as if his five internal organs were on fire, with a burning sensation coming from inside his body.

Sweat dripped from his forehead, landing on the tree branch and evaporating instantly.

Well, now it seems the gap between the followers controlled by the gods and those magicians is so vast it's almost despairing.

Even the most powerful spellcaster cannot compare to a single tear from a god.

It seems that this was indeed said...