Anime Crossover: My Cheat Code is Myself

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Multiple joys blend together, bursting forth with even greater joy.

This made her completely unrestrained by her bloodlust, wanting to vent it all out.

Conversely, the mercenary group members' mood plummeted to rock bottom, plunging straight into an abyss.

"Ughh ...

Seemingly unable to bear the pressure any longer, a mercenary, tears streaming down his face, roared and recklessly pulled the trigger of his crossbow at the shrieking monster.

But no one pointed at him, because the mercenary leader, who was also filled with fear, issued an order in order to fight his fear.

"Fire! Fire—!!!"

Sudden——

The first arrow pierced Shalltear's chest, causing the unsuspecting Shalltear, who was busy laughing and had no defenses, to sway slightly.

Swoosh, swoosh, swoosh, swoosh...

The arrows that followed whistled through the air, raining down one after another, relentlessly piercing Shalltear's body.

In the blink of an eye, Shalltear was riddled with arrows, some even embedded in her head—a fatal injury that no human could withstand.

Judging by common sense, the other party should already be dead.

"Did you... defeat them...?"

One of the mercenaries couldn't help but whisper a flag.

"Shut up! Don't stop, keep reloading and firing!"

Although he didn't know what a flag was, guided by his sixth sense, the mercenary leader loudly rebuked the person who had just spoken and gave the order to continue the attack.

Although they didn't understand why the commander was so flustered, no one questioned him due to their unease.

Everyone loaded the crossbows with arrows as quickly as possible.

However, Shalltear was clearly not going to give the other side another chance.

She slowly stretched out her arms, as if to embrace the world.

As Shalltear moved, the arrows that had pierced her body seemed to be held back by something, and they all retreated and fell to the ground.

The arrowheads were completely unstained with blood, and they did not appear to have been dented after colliding with a hard object. It was as if they had just shot a target made of straw.

This is not because Shalltear used any defensive measures, or because she absorbed damage and then regenerated at high speed.

Instead, it became completely immune to the damage caused by the other party.

According to the vampires, weapons made of silver and special metals equivalent to silver (such as mithril), as well as magical weapons, can mitigate almost all physical attacks.

The True Ancestor was even more exaggerated.

It not only provides significant reduction in the amount of physical attacks it receives, but it also has little effect on silver weapons.

Unless the attack is accompanied by magical damage, or the physical damage itself reaches a certain level, it doesn't even qualify to make Shalltear lose health.

The arrow rain that just now seemed exaggerated, but in reality, it was no different from a real drizzle for Shalltear.

"Hehehe, you guys have already had your turn—"

Shalltear wore a smile that no human could possibly wear, and her neck was twisted at an angle that looked as if it had been broken, making her appear eerie and terrifying.

"—Now it's my turn! Let the game begin! Hahahaha—!!!"

As she spoke, she took a step forward and jumped suddenly.

She landed gracefully and lightly behind the mercenaries.

The barrier that the mercenaries had painstakingly built was easily crossed by her, like hopscotch.

Despite her desperate charge, the wooden tables, crates, and ropes couldn't stop her for even a second.

But Shalltear wanted to see the maggots' faces contorted with despair, surprise, pain, and confusion.

0 ...... 0

"You...you made it through!?"

"Monster, run! Run!"

As expected, upon seeing Shalltear appear behind the crowd, the mercenaries, who had been barely maintaining discipline, instantly descended into chaos, scattering in all directions in an attempt to escape as quickly as possible.

But the barriers and ropes that were originally built to protect them and connect them together have now become a cage that locks them up.

The barrier originally stood between Shalltear and the mercenaries, with the only entrance and exit behind Shalltear.

It seems that the only option to get out is to defeat the opponent.

But at that moment, Shalltear jumped directly behind the mercenaries, clearing the way for them. The mercenaries, who were just a motley crew, naturally didn't care about anything else.

After all, when a tiger is chasing you, you don't need to run faster than the tiger; it's enough to run faster than others.

As a bandit who robs and steals, he naturally understands this principle.

As for Brian guarding the entrance, they selectively ignored it.

However, the positions that were originally meant to block the enemy from getting close have now become obstacles preventing them from escaping.

"Damn it! I can't open it, you damn piece of wood!"

"Damn it, don't stop me! Let me get through first!"

"I told you not to use this piece of junk! Damn it, I can't move it! I had to crawl over it! Don't block my way!"

If the mercenaries could calm down, dismantling the structures in order wouldn't take much time. But at this moment, it's clear that this rabble is incapable of calming down.

"Calm down! Don't panic!"

The mercenary leader shouted at them, trying to calm them down, but it was obviously pointless.

And it's already too late...

"Hahaha, don't be so hasty—none of you will escape—!!!"

Shalltear smiled and extended her ferocious claws toward the mercenary closest to her.

Just like a hot knife touching solidified butter, the twig-like claws easily pierced into the other's body.

Then, just as easily, he pulled the claw out.

However, during the counterattack, the blood in the other person's body seemed to come alive, floating out on its own and spontaneously arranging itself into magical characters resembling Sanskrit or symbols in front of her.

Magic Resistance Difficulty Enhancement: Tenth Tier Magic Internal Explosion

The bodies of the ten mercenaries swelled up rapidly, like inflated balloons.

next second.

boom--

Ten blood and flesh fireworks exploded, leaving wisps of blood mist in the air. The powerful impact caused the crowd huddled together to stagger and fall instantly.

The wails and screams rose and fell in waves, like a piece of music that jumped straight to climax without any prelude, echoing continuously in the closed cave.

Blood is flowing, not a single soldier will be spared.

Chapter Forty: So busy fanning the flames, I forgot to fan you all.

"Ah—how pleasant!"

A moment later, Shalltear, standing in the hall, let out a long, morbid cheer, with scattered pieces of corpses and broken tables and chairs scattered everywhere.

The air was thick with the smell of blood, but there wasn't a single drop of blood to be seen on the ground.

A single blood sphere, slightly smaller than a human head, floated above Shalltear's head, shimmering with a demonic glow.

"It would be wonderful if you could be happy, my great master!"

Brian, who was idly waiting at the door, immediately began to fawn over him.

It's not that his personality really changed so quickly; it was entirely due to a change in race, a pure form of worship, akin to that of a creator.

Just like the feelings that the NPCs in the Great Tomb have for Xia Yan and other supreme beings.

Therefore, even though he was a martial arts fanatic who was obsessed with swordsmanship, he still turned into a little sycophant when facing Shalltear.

"——Lady Shalltear!"

At that very moment, the vampires who should have been positioned outside the cave to prevent others from escaping received a call from behind.

"what's up?"

Shalltear, in a good mood, was not annoyed by the other woman's unauthorized departure from her post. Her tone was even unusually gentle, which made the vampire bride, who had expected to be reprimanded, feel flattered instead.

"Second scout has detected an armed squad heading this way."

"Oh? The remaining followers, huh? I guess I am indeed a lucky monster worthy of pity! How delightful—well then, let's go and meet the enemy! Hahahaha—"

Shalltear, now back in her usual ladylike attire, lightly waved her small folding fan and walked briskly yet gracefully toward the cave entrance.

Brian and the vampire bride exchanged glances, quickly confirmed each other's identities, and hurriedly gave chase.

……

At the entrance of the cave, a small team that always looked efficient and well-organized, and was quite elite compared to the mercenary group, was intently watching the entrance, ready for battle.

The forwards consist of three male warriors, each wearing different equipment.

Although not uniform, at the very least they were all scale armor made of many overlapping scales. He held a drawn weapon in one hand and carried a large shield on his back.

Behind them was a man holding a staff, dressed relatively simply, who appeared to be a magic caster.

Beside him was a magic chanter dressed in priest's robes, who, judging from his attire, should be a magic chanter of the faith school.

However, compared to the previously seemingly weak magic-based mages, this one appears to be more suited to the battlefield.

Because beneath his priestly robes he was wearing a suit of armor, and judging from the extent of his muscle bulges, it seemed that unleashing a flash spell and then charging in with a greatsword to hack and slash people was within his tactical scope.

However, Shalltear's gaze did not linger on them for even a second longer.

After all, these humans, who also failed to arouse her vigilance, were no different from insects that could be crushed at will, even if they appeared well-equipped.

Her gaze was completely drawn to the female warrior in leather armor with straps, who was positioned in the middle of the group.

Her hair was a vibrant red, but perhaps for ease of movement, it was cut short and looked messy, like a bird's nest.