Crossover Anime: Starting with Bankai from Demon Slayer

Dark as ink.

Marumori Village, nestled in a small valley on the way to Sendai, appears even more dilapidated and desolate tonight.

Asuka leaned against the outside of a mud hut with a thatched roof, holding her Nichirin Blade and waiting quietly.

He arrived at the place at dusk and, led by Asano Mori, found the half-dead worker.

To be honest, even without any shadow disease, his condition wouldn't have been enough to keep him alive through the winter.

His skin clung tightly to his bones, his sunken eye sockets resembled a skull, and every cough was heart-wrenching, his phlegm containing black streaks and bloody froth. His whole being exuded an aura of death.

"Although I have never met Asano Shigeru, judging from his brother's description and this person's condition, it is probably similar."

"This doesn't look like ordinary tuberculosis or dye contamination... Is it the influence of a ghost?"

Recalling the mission the Demon Slayer Corps had given him—to go to Sendai to find demons—Asuka suddenly felt that he had some clues.

As the bird was deep in thought, it suddenly sensed a powerful wave of malevolence emanating from the air.

coming.

The worker, who was lying on the tatami mat on the verge of death, suddenly had his shadow, which was as thin as morning mist, wriggle and then seemed to come alive, as if it was being torn apart from the worker's body!

The seriously ill person couldn't withstand such torment and immediately broke into a fit of coughing, almost passing out.

Without the slightest hesitation, the bird vanished from its spot in an instant and reappeared in the courtyard like a whirlwind, drawing its sword directly at an unusual shadow in the corner of the mud house!

"Wind Breathing - First Form - Dust Whirlwind - Slash!"

The Nichirin Blade hummed as it sliced ​​through the air like a crescent moon, moving so fast that Asano Mori, who was hiding in the shadows of the courtyard ready to help, couldn't even see it!

Sensing the sudden surge of killing intent, the shadow twitched violently.

The pitch-black matter rapidly condensed and shaped, and a ghostly figure composed of pure shadows separated from it.

It has no facial features, only a vague head outline and humanoid limbs and torso, and its entire body is pitch black, as if it can absorb all the light around it.

laugh!

The expected sensation of severing the body did not occur.

Although the ghostly figure didn't have time to dodge the bird's swift slash and was struck squarely in the body, the bird felt a strange sense of emptiness in its hand.

Like a cloud blown away by the wind, a cloud of black mist instantly dissipated from the ghostly figure's abdomen.

As invisible threads of air pulled it along, the ghostly figure's cleaved body slowly merged back together, restoring it to its original state.

"It has no physical form, or is this a Blood Demon Art..." Asuka couldn't tell, and could only cautiously observe the other party's movements.

After the ghostly figure recovered, it slowly approached the wall like a cloud of black mist and merged into the wall surface at an extremely fast speed!

Seeing that the ghost was about to enter the house, Fei Niao didn't stand on ceremony and kicked open the wooden door, rushing inside.

The ghostly figures had seeped into the walls, sometimes reaching out ghostly hands from the roof, sometimes pulling at the worker from the floor.

Asuka's Nichirin Blade danced up and down, almost tearing the mud house to shreds, but she still couldn't find the ghostly figure's true form.

He could only passively protect the worker, preventing the evil spirit from taking away his last bit of life energy.

Seeing that the withered worker's breath was growing weaker and his face was becoming increasingly pale, Fei Niao knew that she couldn't continue to entangle him like this.

"I'm sorry, but this was to save your life!"

The bird lowered its body, its powerful breath surging throughout its body, and a domineering and tyrannical power began to gather between its arms!

"Wind Breathing - Fourth Form - Rising Sandstorm!"

The blade swiftly and powerfully slashed upwards from bottom to top!

A powerful, spiraling wind swept up all the furnishings in the room, forming a jingling, violently rising spiral tornado!

With this strike, the fragile thatched roof was shattered by the flying bird! The ghostly figure was also slashed through the wall by this strike, tumbling backward in a sorry state.

Strangely enough, this ghostly figure focused solely on the withered worker from beginning to end, and when faced with the bird's attack, it only defended and never attacked, even though its defensive capabilities seemed quite strong...

The ghostly figure drifted slowly to the ground along the turbulent airflow, like a sheet being blown by the wind or a willow branch swaying in the breeze, giving the birds a strange feeling.

"Is this your true form? Or is this just an illusion?"

"..."

Upon arriving in this world, this was the first time Asuka had encountered someone who spoke even less than herself. Whether the ghostly figure opposite her didn't want to talk or for some other reason, it didn't engage in any verbal communication with Asuka from beginning to end.

Asuka glanced out of the corner of her eye at Asano Mori, who was tending to the worker behind her, and at the worker's increasingly ashen face...

No, this thing is still draining his life force; we must deal with it as soon as possible!

"Since you're not coming, then I'll go."

With a light tap of its toes, Asuka shot out again, its colorless Nichirin Blade flashing up and down, continuously slashing with precision and sharpness under the moonlight.

Whoosh!Whoosh!

However, these slashes, when they struck the ghostly figure, only stirred up a cloud of dust and a strong wind, simply tore apart its misty body before quickly healing, having no lethal effect whatsoever.

But suddenly, when Asano Mori showed concern for the worker and wanted to carry him away from there,

The ghostly figure reacted much more strongly, making its first proactive move to attack the bird, seemingly trying to force him back in order to stop Asano Mori.

Why...

clang!!

Asuka's Nichirin Blade collided with the solidified body of the demon for the first time, producing a violent impact sound!

What is it worried about?

As the thoughts raced through his mind, Asuka suddenly felt a flash of inspiration and his gaze fell sharply on the back of the worker being carried on Asano Mori's back.

It was a shadow! He remembered the three little devils he had seen during the day; their shadows had a ghostly scent, indicating that ghosts were marking their prey.

And this worker, it's harvest time... so the smell on him must be the strongest!

Asuka quickly used her spiritual pressure perception to check for any abnormalities in the worker, and sure enough!

Within the worker's thin, misty shadow, a malevolent dark figure seemed to be pulling at the worker's feet, clinging tightly to him!

"So that's where it was!"

The bird suddenly changed its tactics, no longer fixated on intercepting the elusive ghostly figure.

The blade flashed and then the body whirled around.

He descended from the sky in a flash! The Nichirin Blade, carrying a chillingly murderous wind pressure, pierced straight at the almost vanished ground projection beneath the worker!

Pfft!

"ah--!!"

A heart-wrenching scream rang out instantly!

For the first time, the ghostly figure that had been unharmable suffered real damage!

It convulsed and writhed violently! The black mist that formed its form fluctuated violently, and even began to show unstable collapse at the edges!

Seeing this, the bird didn't waste any more words, gathered all the wind pressure into one point, and slammed it into the ground!

boom! !

The ground cracked instantly, but the birds did not stop, continuing to attack every projection on the ground.

The ghostly figure let out an even more piercing scream, and the entire ghost trembled! Its form grew increasingly thin!

It's now!

After Asuka completely quelled all the evil thoughts in the scene, the ghostly figure's illusory form was finally about to collapse, and Asuka finally realized that the other party might not be a real ghost at all!

It has a strong ghostly aura, but no physical form. Now, a gust of wind is enough to blow it away!

"Get lost!" the bird hissed, unleashing a torrent of sword energy!

call--!!

Like a raging storm, the ghostly figure was completely shattered by the sword wind of the flying bird!

"Cough...cough cough..."

Almost simultaneously, a violent coughing fit of workers came from the courtyard.

As Fei Niao sheathed his sword and looked back, he saw that under the worker's violent trembling, his shadow slowly regained its color, turning as black as ink in just a few breaths!

Then, his lifeless face regained a little color, but his breathing remained weak.

The shadow has returned, but the vitality that has been taken away is like spilled water that cannot be recovered.

"What on earth is going on...?"

Looking at the damaged courtyard and the faint ghostly aura lingering in the air, Fei Niao felt that something was amiss...

At this moment, Osaki Hachiman Shrine in Sendai City.

A small jade talisman shattered.