The Great Movie Emperor System (Anime Crossover)

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"Damn it! Damn it! Damn it!"

"Is my current strength insufficient?"

As he gradually found himself at a disadvantage, Eligoll stared at the wounded man before him with a ferocious expression.

*Swoosh!* Another terrifying slash landed, and Kenpachi Zaraki's blissful smile faded slightly: "Hey! You've slowed down, haven't you? Enjoy the fight, you bastard."

"Who enjoys fighting? I can only defeat you!"

"Then show your strength!"

Golden spiritual pressure pressed down on him.

The sudden gust of wind made Ericoer's eyes light up slightly, and he opened his mouth, puffing out his cheeks to suck in the wind.

"Once you eat it, your strength will surge!"

"The Wind Dragon's Severance!"

The enormous scythe slashed down with tremendous force.

Bang! Sparks flew from the cratered Zanpakuto and scythe, the ear-piercing sound revealing the ferocity of this battlefield.

Unlike other Dragon Slayer Mages, even when his physical strength was comparable to that of a dragon, Erigor did not abandon his usual weapon. Instead, he combined it with Dragon Slayer Magic.

This approach is neither good nor bad. By using a weapon, he gave up certain physical advantages in a sense. But a human is still a human, and no matter how close he gets to a dragon, he is still just getting close.

If the fighting methods of the dragons are transferred to humans in the same unchanging way, they are destined to never surpass the dragons. Even the Dragon Slayer techniques of Natsu, Gajeel and others are moves that are suitable for humans.

"So eating the wind will restore my strength? It seems I can last even longer."

Kenpachi Zaraki laughed wildly with excitement, completely unconcerned about whether his opponent would continue to grow stronger.

In fact, the extent to which Eligoro became stronger was very limited.

These winds are merely the winds generated by the burst of spiritual pressure, not wind-based demonic arts or any kind of fierce attack.

There is a difference between the Wind Dragon and the Sky Dragon. The Sky Dragon can absorb all air, while the Wind Dragon cannot devour the still sky.

"No, I can't lose!"

With his teeth practically ground to powder and a few drops of blood seeping from the corner of his mouth, Eligor looked at the man in front of him and couldn't help but curse him as a monster.

He could sense that his opponent was getting stronger during the battle! No, or rather, it was just the awakening of existing power, but so far he still couldn't see the opponent's limit.

Although he guessed that Kenpachi Zaraki was probably one of the strongest captains even in the Soul Society, he didn't want to accept defeat.

Having personally experienced weakness and injustice, Erigor once swore to take revenge on those who made the rules. However, he was even more aware of his own weakness and ordinariness. The Iron Forest's trump card sounds impressive, but in the end, it's nothing more than being dependent on the three major dark guilds.

Even if one wins over a "Grim Reaper" through their methods and tactics...

It has a reputation, but if it's not a top-tier level, it's not a top-tier level.

Having finally gotten a chance to change his fate, he absolutely didn't want to be treated as someone who was dispensable.

Whether to prove his worth or to repay a debt of gratitude, he didn't want to fail here.

A massive green magic circle spanned the heavens and the earth.

"Only by going all out before this monster continues to grow stronger will we have a slim chance."

"Even though it's not finished yet, we can only give it a try."

"Dragon Slayer Technique!"

"Wind! Boundary! Binding! Lock!"

With a whoosh, several hurricane chains were generated from the two magic circles above and below, instantly flying towards Kenpachi Zaraki and Eric Gor.

With his amazing combat instincts, Kenpachi Zaraki immediately sensed a strong sense of crisis, but this threat only made him smile even brighter and advance instead of retreating.

"So this is your last trump card. Let's settle this with one move."

"To face an unknown attack without any fear or awe, he truly is a monster."

Golden spiritual pressure materialized into a terrifying skeleton that enveloped him, while transparent chains bound Kenpachi Zaraki tightly in the next instant.

*Pfft! Pfft!* Fresh blood suddenly burst open.

The Dragon Slayer technique called Chains is actually composed of countless wind blades. Any movement will result in excruciating torture, like being sliced ​​into a thousand pieces. Erigor muttered to himself as he hooked the other end of the chain with his scythe.

Just when he thought the outcome was decided, he saw the man shrouded in blood mist let out a terrifying, maniacal laugh.

"Ha ha ha ha!"

"That was a really satisfying move! Now it's my turn!"

The long Zanpakuto flashed towards Erigor's head.

How could this be! Isn't he afraid of death? A sense of absurdity flashed through Eligoll's mind as he looked horrified, but as the crisis approached, a ferocious and terrifying ruthlessness appeared on his face, and he yanked the scythe hard.

Tear! Blood splattered all over the ground.

A hint of panic finally appeared on Yachiru's face, who had been watching the battle with a smile throughout.

"puff!"

I don't know if there will be any updates tonight. If there are, it should be after midnight.

Chapter 527 The Hakudō that Erases Everything 1/2

Countless wind blades sliced ​​Kenpachi Zaraki into a bloody mess.

But that… ear-piercing sound of flesh being pierced came from Erigor's shoulder. The wound stretched almost across most of his body, but Erigor didn't even have the strength to scream.

"Are we going to lose again?"

The excruciating pain nearly made him lose consciousness, and Eligoll murmured in a daze.

No, no! Eligor bit his tongue, and another "faint" gushe of blood escaped.

The pain brought him back to his senses, and he stared stubbornly at the man standing before him like a wild beast.

"What a monster!"

"You're pretty good."

A hoarse and weak voice came from Kenpachi Zaraki, startling Erigor, who had almost fainted, once again.

Silently watching the man in front of him, who remained frozen in place, Eligoro forced a smile: "What kind of monster have I run into? What bad luck!"

As he said this, Eligoll's dazed eyes kept sharpening, determined not to fall.

He was unwilling to accept defeat! He didn't want to be a pawn again.

Suddenly, the "blood-covered man" swayed slightly.

Kenpachi spoke up: "Hey! I can tell you're not really enjoying the fight, so why are you fighting so hard?"

"why"

Muttering to himself, Ericoer's thoughts drifted away unnoticed.

On that continent filled with magic, not everyone has magical talent, and not everyone who does have magical talent can receive a good education.

Fortunately, he had a decent talent for magic, and with enough effort, he made a name for himself. Although he couldn't compare to the top-tier mages on the continent, he was already among the strongest mages below tier 1.

That year, full of youthful vigor, he established his own guild.

That year, he realized how heavy the financial burden of renting space and paying taxes was.

That year, as a novice guild leader, he ran around trying to make the guild's living, and eventually had to accept unofficial missions.

That year, the Magic Council accused the "Iron Forest".

He was furious after accepting a task that violated regulations and being fined, and was on the verge of collapse under the pressure.

That year, his guild became a dark guild. It had only been less than a year since then, so why did that... promising young magic genius fall into the trap of becoming an ace of a dark guild, accepting assassination missions without any moral compass for money?

"That's not fair!"

""

"Some people are unaware that others have their rights deprived, yet they rely on their rights to preserve their lives."

I want to show those fools that it is a sin not to understand the unfairness of this world, and that's why death has come to punish them.

Having finally been given a second chance, I don't want to be a dispensable pawn again. Whether it's jealousy or envy, I must seize this last hope to realize my ambitions.

"What a boring answer."

Puff.

After hearing the reason, Kenpachi Zaraki finally couldn't hold on any longer and collapsed straight onto the pool of blood.

His final reaction seemed to indicate that he wasn't interested in Eric Gor's answer, but the excited and happy smile on his face showed that he was quite satisfied with his opponent.

Staring blankly at this beast-like man, Rigol's last thread of composure finally loosened.

At least we haven't been defeated yet.

"Little Sword."

After observing the two people carefully, Yachiru finally breathed a sigh of relief, confirming that Kenpachi Zaraki was not in any danger. As for injuries, they were commonplace for Kenpachi.

Eric: "

The girl walks without making a sound. Eligoll, already at his limit, could no longer hold on, his eyes rolled back, and he collapsed weakly.

"Hey, Little Grey seems to be asleep too."

Muttering to herself, Yachiru still used her small body to carry the disproportionately large Kenpachi Zaraki and quickly retreated.

Yachiru never harbors hostility towards opponents who can please Kenpachi; her responsibilities to the Soul Society and the Shinigami are not as important as her Kenpachi.

Clang! Bang! Sparks flew, and the clash of swords was so jarring.

The clash of the two swords was so intense that the spectacle of swordsmanship made the Grim Reaper, who was watching the battle, feel as if he had seen another world.

That is called "Kendo"

"What level of skill do these two possess in their swordsmanship? Can they be so powerful just by using swordsmanship alone?"

A Shinigami muttered to himself, his confidence in his Zanpakuto wavering slightly.

Everyone else was captivated by the rare and masterful swordsmanship.

During the competition, no one had time to pay attention to him at all.

Hirako Shinji, who was secretly observing, frowned deeply.

"Is Aizen's swordsmanship really that outstanding?"

"It is indeed astonishing."

Rojuro Hōhashi watched this scene with a solemn expression. Although Kirito Waya has only ever used one sword, don't forget that Aizen, as a Shinigami, is not only skilled in swordsmanship.

On the contrary, this young black-clad swordsman single-handedly held off the entire Visoreds with two swords. Even though they weren't fighting with all their might, it was clear how strong he was. It was already quite absurd that he could hold his own against Kirito, who only had one sword.

At least none of them could do that with their cutting skills.

"Need help? Maybe this is a good opportunity."

Fengqiao Lou Shilang said in a low voice.

""

Hirako Shinji silently clenched his fist, his gaze fixed on the... gentle-looking man.

A few seconds later, the pressure on his hand loosened...

"never mind."

Fengqiao Loujuro was reluctant to give up this good opportunity: "Why hasn't Kirito fallen for Kyoka Suigetsu? As long as Aizen doesn't have the chance to unleash his Zanpakuto, he probably can't suppress Kirito with just Zanpakuto techniques and Kido. Besides, we might still have a chance."

"That might be true, but we've been hit by the Kyoka Suigetsu. Unless we're confident we can subdue Aizen instantly, even if we gain the upper hand, he'll still use his hypnotic abilities to hinder us."

Hirako Shinji calmly said, "Even if Kirito gains the advantage, once we're dragged out until the other captains arrive, we won't have a chance to do anything. Aizen isn't so easy to deal with."

“What a pity.”

Fengqiao Lou Shilang looked regretful.

It's all thanks to him; if it had been Kensei Muguruma, he probably would have attacked directly.

In fact, they were unaware that Aizen had always known they were watching from the shadows, and that their words and actions were vividly observed by Aizen.

If they really don't know what's good for them and attack, Aizen wouldn't mind teaching these "failures" another lesson.