Anime Crossover: My Devil's Crystal Palace

Chapter 113 The Holy Demon Swords of the Two Tyrants, the Holy Sword Turandot

The scene was filled with sorrow.

Yuto Kiba knelt on the ground, tears streaming down his face, while Fried and Balpa watched this scene with satisfaction.

Suddenly, an unexpected change occurred.

The originally scattered factors entered Kiba Yuto's body.

Kiba Yuto's body emitted a blue light, which gradually grew stronger from a small amount at the beginning. Many figures appeared behind him, and at the same time, songs rang out around him.

Those people were Yuto Kiba's comrades who died while covering his escape during the Holy Sword Project.

They looked at Yuuto kneeling on the ground with concern.

Then, one by one, they put their hands on Yuto Kiba's body.

"Yuto! Cheer up!!"

Countless familiar voices echoed in Kiba's ears, and Kiba's previously empty eyes seemed to regain their light.

He turned to look behind him.

All my deceased comrades are here.

Yuto Kiba's tears slowly streamed down his face.

"Everyone... everyone."

Meanwhile, the souls around him began lecturing Yuto Kiba.

"Hey, Kiba Yuto! Cheer up!"

"That's right! Cheer up! You're the guy everyone's protecting and sending out!!"

"You must live on in my place! Go and see a new world!!"

"..."

Then a little girl came up to Yuto Kiba.

She helped Yuto Kiba wipe away his tears.

"Do your best! This is the last time we'll help Yuto!"

As soon as he finished speaking, everyone's souls turned into particles of light and entered Kiba Yuto's body.

At the same time, all the blessings were bestowed upon Kiba Yuto.

"It's okay..."

"As long as we're all together."

"Accept us! Accept us!"

"This is the last thing we can do for you."

"Our hearts will always be one!!"

A warm, sacred light shone on Kiba Yuto, and beside him, Hyoto Issei's tears flowed uncontrollably.

Irina Wisteria also recovered thanks to the forgiveness of her soul.

A miracle is about to happen!

Kocabi, who was originally preparing to deliver the finishing blow, looked over here with an interested smile.

Yuto Kiba slowly stood up.

His gaze hardened.

The Demon Sword reappeared before Kiba Yuto's eyes.

"To prevent more innocent people from being harmed, I will send you wicked people to meet Satan!!!"

Yuto Kiba gripped the demon sword firmly in his hand.

This gave Balpa a jolt, a feeling that something bad was about to happen.

"Fried!!"

While fighting Gerontia, Fried heard Balpa's call and wanted to go to her aid, but was blocked by Issei Hyōtō.

"No one is allowed to interrupt Yuto's battle!!"

As he spoke, Hyōten Issei punched Fried in the face.

Fried was sent flying.

"Damn it! Damn demon! How dare you slap me in the face!!"

"Not only will I slap you in the face, I'll also plunge this holy sword into your anus!!"

With that, Hyōten Issei charged toward Fried again.

Seeing Kiba Yuto getting closer and closer, Balpa quickly used a light shield to block his steps.

He looked at Balpa in front of him.

"I transform into a sword!"

"My companions, who are one with me, let us cross over together, over the unspeakable longing and desires!"

"Here! I will become the sword of those I protect, respect, and cherish."

"The Demon Sword Creates!!"

As longing reaches its peak, light and darkness intertwine, and magic and divine power merge.

A brand new sword appeared in Kiba Yuto's hand.

This is the Holy Demon Sword of the Twin Tyrants!!

Balpa stared at the two elements that had blended perfectly, a look of disbelief on his face.

These two forces are clearly impossible to merge.

unless...

What did Balpa think of? Unless God is dead!

When the idea popped into Balpa's mind, he found it incredible.

God is dead!

Michael!

They deceived everyone in the church.

The only situation where divine power and magical power can be fused is when the god is dead.

Yuto Kiba raised the Holy Demon Sword high in his hand.

Looking at Kiba Yuto, Balpa burst into laughter.

"Hahaha! Michael! Michael!! God has long ago..."

Before he could finish speaking, the Holy Demon Sword swung with immense power at Balpa's light shield, and with a loud "boom," the shield shattered instantly.

Balpa wasn't afraid when he saw the sword energy coming towards him; instead, he realized he had discovered the truth of the world.

God is dead!

In an instant, Balpa was engulfed by this power.

With that, Balpa died!

"Tsk tsk tsk, this is really interesting."

Kokabiler looked at Kiba Yuto from the sky and muttered to himself.

When Kiba Yuto unravels his inner conflict.

On Jie Ruoweiya's side.

Gerontia wielded the "Holy Sword of Destruction," while Fried kept dodging. He couldn't beat this woman, and she was a pure warrior.

"Well, the old man is dead."

"It seems the senior has already resolved it, so I'd better hurry!"

Jernovia muttered to herself, then raised her right hand.

Jie Ruowei muttered to herself.

"Peter, Basil, Dionysius, and the Virgin Mary, listen to my voice!"

As the words fell, a golden magic circle appeared.

Then a giant sword bound by chains appeared.

"In the name of the believers residing in this sword, I command their liberation!"

As soon as she finished speaking, Jernovia gripped the sword hilt, and all the chains snapped.

This is the Holy Sword Durando!

It is said to be a holy sword capable of cutting through the world.

"Hahaha! That's quite unexpected!!"

Fried looked at Gerontia, never expecting to actually see a true Holy Sword Wielder.

Gerontia held a greatsword in one hand, facing Fried.

"The traitor and the heretical sword in your hand."

"Are you ready to finish?"

As she spoke, Gerontia charged straight at Fried.

Fried looked at Gerontia rushing towards him, a hint of excitement flashing in his eyes.

"Come on! Come on!"

As he spoke, Fried, also wielding the three-in-one holy sword, charged towards Geronvia.

The attributes of the three holy swords—Dream, Sky Flash, and Transparent—exploded.

Many shadows appeared around Fried, and at the same time, the holy sword in his hand became transparent. In an instant, he appeared in front of Geronvia.

Fried's transparent holy sword and Geronivia's Durandal began to slash.

"Hahaha! Come on, that's it, let's get this excited!"

Sparks flew from the clash of swords.

The intense confrontation ignited Fried's passion.

But the next second.

Ding~

A crisp sound was heard.

"No! I haven't even warmed the holy sword yet!!"

"Impossible! Absolutely impossible!"

The holy sword in Fried's hand developed numerous cracks and crumbled into scrap metal as it collapsed.

There was no time for sadness.

Fried felt a cold sweat pour down his body as he watched Geronvia walk towards him.