When the hodgepodge world of anime meets the shadow king

"go to hell!"

[Chen Xiao] With cold eyes, he slowly waved the Ten Thousand Souls Banner in his hand

Instantly, a powerful energy wave erupted from the Ten Thousand Souls Banner, and an inky black mist surged out, quickly spreading in all directions, like a giant claw opening, tightly surrounding the entire Tokyo.

The black fog permeated every corner of Tokyo, as if covering the city with a veil of death. The air in the city became heavy and depressing.

"Roar..."

Waves of strange sounds came from the Ten Thousand Souls Banner. It was the countless souls imprisoned in the Ten Thousand Souls Banner struggling and wailing in pain!

In this dark area, Kitahara Xiao looked around nervously, his eyes full of vigilance.

Suddenly, a ferocious soul rushed out from the black fog and pounced on him with its fangs and claws bared.

The face of this wronged ghost was distorted, and it exuded a strong resentment. Its eyes flashed with a strange light, as if it wanted to devour Kitahara Xiao's soul.

Kitahara Akatsuki hastily swung his sword to block, and the blade wrapped in the [Power of Shadow] pierced through the soul's body, instantly annihilating it.

"Roar!"

Before Kitahara Akira could catch his breath, more souls came from all directions.

Some souls shuttled around him like ghosts, bringing gusts of biting cold wind, while others let out sharp howls that went straight to the soul, interfering with Kitahara Xiao's perception.

Under this terrifying attack, Kitahara Xiao kept retreating, trying to find a chance to escape.

However, the area where the Ten Thousand Souls Banner was deployed had already surrounded the entire simulated Tokyo.

He is unavoidable

The souls are getting more and more crazy. They try to tear off Kitahara Xiao's clothes and skin with their illusory claws. Some of them directly invade the enemy's mind, bringing endless fear and confusion.

At this moment, [Chen Xiao] quietly floated in the sky, watching all this indifferently.

The Ten Thousand Souls Banner in his hand trembled slightly, as if he was enjoying this terrifying feast.

Looking from the sky, hundreds of thousands of wronged souls continued to pour out from the Ten Thousand Souls Banner and lingered around Beiyuan Xiao. No matter how he resisted, it was useless.

In the area covered by the Ten Thousand Souls Banner, Kitahara Akira's spirit gradually lost control under the constant attack of the wronged souls.

One, Hundreds, Thousands

At first, he was able to wield his weapons to resist the influx of souls.

But as time went by, those shrill wails were like sharp thorns that pierced into his mind fiercely. The resentment emitted by the souls was like heavy shackles that tightly bound his heart.

Kitahara Xiao's eyes began to become empty, and the weapon in his hand slowly dropped. Every impact of the soul was like a heavy hammer hitting his spirit, making him shaky.

His body was shaking uncontrollably, and his face showed an expression of pain and despair.

Every soul he killed would force the memory of his previous life into his mind before dissipating, and Kitahara Akira's consciousness gradually became confused.

He felt as if he had fallen into an endless dark abyss, unable to find a glimmer of light or hope, and a feeling of powerlessness surged over him like a tide.

Pairs of dark hands climbed up Kitahara Xiao's body, constantly eroding his will.

Kitahara Xiao wanted to resist and struggle, but his body felt as heavy as if it were filled with lead and he could not muster any strength.

"Puchi!" A sharp blade pierced his heart

[Chen Xiao] pulled out the blade and watched Kitahara Xiao fall coldly

"Goodbye, me"

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“Uh…”

Lying on his back, Kitahara Xiao felt as if his body was filled with lead, unable to move an inch, and even his consciousness was becoming increasingly blurred.

[Trial Failed]

The harsh system prompt echoed in my mind and gradually faded away

Kitahara Akira suddenly felt a sense of emptiness.

"finished?"

"Hmm!" A dazzling white light shone on his face, and Kitahara Xiao couldn't help but squint his eyes.

【Warning! System program is being tampered with! Self-defense program....】

A shrill alarm suddenly sounded in Kitahara Akatsuki's mind again, but it stopped abruptly before he could hear it clearly.

The scene in front of him suddenly changed rapidly, and by the time he reacted, he was already standing in a small town.

"here it is?!"

Kitahara Akira looked at the familiar yet strange buildings around him in disbelief.

This is his hometown!

Not Chiba, not Tokyo, not anywhere in Japan

It was from his previous life, where he spent his childhood...

hometown!

Kitahara Xiao remembered something, and then ran towards the place in his memory without hesitation.

Yes, it must be there!

It was the market day in the town at that time. Farmers from the countryside brought their agricultural products to the town to sell. The narrow roads were lined with vendors setting up stalls, and people coming and going filled the roads.

"Make way, make way!" Kitahara Xiao shouted at the top of his lungs, his voice slightly hoarse but his tone firm and powerful.

He shouted and waved his arms, trying to squeeze through the bustling crowd. Although he had not used this dialect for a long time, he did not feel unfamiliar with it at all.

Kitahara Akira's blue hair stands out in the crowd of this era, easily attracting everyone's attention.

However, he didn't care about the strange looks and whispers from people around him about this "bad boy". He had only one goal in mind - to get there as soon as possible.

After some effort, Kitahara Xiao finally squeezed out of the crowded market. He was sweating slightly and his breathing became rapid, but he did not stop. Instead, he immediately ran in the direction of his memory, as if there was an invisible force behind him pushing him.

He was full of anticipation and excitement, but also a little scared.

What if...what if they are not here, or don't recognize me?

After running for an unknown distance, Kitahara Xiao finally stopped his hurried steps.

"Ha...ha...ha..." He leaned against the wall and gasped heavily.

Here, all his abilities are disabled, and his physical fitness has dropped to that of an ordinary person. At this time, any random soldier can kill him alone.

But it's all worth it

Kitahara Xiao stared at the three people in the yard in the distance, his heart filled with unknown complex emotions.

His fingers sank deeply into his palms, blood oozed from his fingertips, but he felt no pain at all; his body was trembling slightly due to extreme tension, as if he would fall down at any time.

His mind was in a mess, his thoughts were tangled together like a tangled mess, the scene before him made him unable to think, he could only stare blankly at that place.

Kitahara Akatsuki heard a series of roaring sounds, as if the whole world was spinning, his heartbeat accelerated rapidly, and his chest seemed to be pressed by something and he could not breathe.

Yes, it's not wrong.

Kitahara Akatsuki stared blankly at the three people—or more precisely, at the backs of the two girls, one with long hair and the other with short hair.

Even though he had long forgotten their faces and voices in the wash of time, he could still accurately recognize their backs at a glance.

The 6.7--year-old boy they were playing with, Kitahara Akira, also knew

That was exactly what he was like in the past, when he was a kid!