Anime Crossover: I Became the Bull Demon King in My Own Land

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With a sob in her voice, Lefia called out to her only faith in this dreamlike world.

Eugene was intrigued by her pitiful appearance.

He imitated the Monkey King's face-smearing gesture, his golden hair flowing back, his bronze skin turning white, and his dress as white as snow, exuding an otherworldly aura.

Her eyebrows were slightly curved, gleaming with a golden light.

“Lefia.” Eugene gently reached out his hand.

The voice he emitted was Ais's, and it was indeed captivating.

And that familiar voice, the one that haunted the elven girl's dreams, became a torrent that shattered her psychological defenses the moment it appeared.

"I'm sorry, Miss Ais! I, I..."

Lefia's eyes were brimming with tears, too ashamed to look up because of her wavering.

This girl is quite pretentious.

Eugene made a small complaint, then grabbed her hand and pulled her close, letting the girl's face rest on his shoulder.

"It's okay, I won't mind."

"I will support whatever choice Lefia makes."

"We're best friends, so sharing is fine, right?"

With seductive implications, the message drifted into Lefia's consciousness through "Ais's" mouth, gradually eroding her resolve.

I cannot lay a finger on the person Miss Ais likes, even if there was something between us in the past...

The elf's reserve and respect for his best friend—these psychological barriers are all stumbling blocks to Eugene's future grand harem—no, grand happy ending.

By using Ais's image, he was able to maximize the effects of hypnosis and overcome all obstacles in one fell swoop.

"me……"

Ais's delicate hair clung to her long ears; her skin was so smooth and soft, yet her body was so firm and reassuring.

Lefia murmured, her eyes sparkling with a strange light, no longer showing any resistance.

This is a sign of successful hypnosis.

That person... is not a good person... I must... keep an eye on him... I can't let him... bully Miss Ais...

Yes... for Miss Ais... I will stay by her side... We will never be apart...

"Wow, you have yandere traits too?"

Eugene felt a chill run down his spine as he listened to the girl's mutterings in his arms.

But that's good, the richer his emotions, the more stable his humanity.

He patted his behind, laughed and thanked him, then turned his attention back to the final battlefield.

Because of the power of his pupils, the time he spent lingering inside the illusion space was only a short while outside.

With just his basic eye power, he could surpass Itachi Uchiha's "Tsukuyomi".

"It's about time."

Below, the realms of light and darkness have been infinitely divided, almost merging together.

This also signifies that two equally powerful forces have entered into a fierce battle.

The roar of fierce battle continued intermittently, rising from time to time with flashes of holy light, only to be immediately extinguished by the engulfing silence.

"Lord."

A deep voice sounded from behind; it was Chardo.

Appearing alongside him was Ota, the former strongest warrior in the city, who was on his last breath.

"..."

Freya, who was bound to Eugene, looked back, her eyes filled with complex emotions.

He witnessed his own utter defeat, from his clan to himself, the gods who had lived for billions of years falling from the clouds into the dust in a time as thin as sand slipping through their fingers.

"Freya...sir..."

Even with his eyes blinded by blood, Ota still sensed the presence of the supreme god, letting out a low growl that appeared both pitiful and loyal.

Even so, Freya did not respond.

The so-called "families" were merely groups that unilaterally submitted and gathered together; she never made any promises to them.

She cares about her subordinates, but only for a fleeting moment.

"Enough, loser." Chardo grabbed the writhing, struggling boar-man, his voice filled with anger: "What's the point of everything you've done if you've never been even noticed by the gods?"

After a long silence, Ota opened his eyes a crack and looked at the silent Freya.

That look in his eyes revealed endless admiration and amazement.

No matter how many times I see her, it's like the first time.

"Because I love her."

"Cupid will not stop her journey for anyone, and mortals should not expect her attention."

"Even so, I will follow her and give her everything."

"Ota."

Freya couldn't help but call out his name, and she suddenly felt a deep regret for the first time.

Millions of years of indulgence have numbed our minds and bodies, making us extremely demanding of love, to the point that it is hard to find love anywhere else in the world.

So why not give the person in front of you a chance?

Seeing that the atmosphere was getting a little strange, Eugene couldn't help but chuckle.

"Are you trying to act all innocent?"

They've been messing around in the Heavenly Realm for hundreds of thousands of years, and they just won't give it to you, yet you're still feeling quite self-satisfied.

From another perspective, maybe the goddess is afraid of passing on her disease to you; well, she still cares about you quite a bit.

With a flash of light, jet-black flames appeared out of thin air, splitting the goddess and the apostle apart.

At this moment, it wasn't just Ota, whose body was ablaze, who let out a scream.

And Freya was trampled underfoot.

"If they won't give it to you, why don't you just take it?"

Eugene looked at the man and the god who were emitting deplorable howls with a mocking expression.

Until the once towering orc turned to ashes, he threw the goddess over, covering himself in mud.

"Alright, now you two are finally all lovey-dovey."

388, your lust is a bit strange.

388

The apostles of God were burned to nothingness by the black flames.

His breakdown mirrored Freya's current state of mind.

uninteresting.

Because of this reason, I feel constrained.

In the celestial realm, she is regarded as the most dazzling jewel in the palm of the gods' hands, enjoying all delicacies and fine wines, summoning countless gods at will, and seemingly able to manipulate all living beings at will.

Because of this eternal superiority, Cupid lost his passion and descended to the mortal realm in an attempt to find a so-called encounter.

What she didn't know was that a canary that leaves its cage also has to bear the corresponding risks.

In this vast world, there are always things that defy imagination and defy common sense.

He would disregard so-called nobility, trample on so-called beauty, and let everything that did not suit his taste fall into the mud.

Such an existence should not exist in the eyes of the gods.

But now, his existence is established in the world!

"Alright, he's just a mortal. Dying a few decades earlier is nothing to you, is it?"

Eugene's face broke into a terrifying, chilling smile, his eyes gleaming with a greedy gaze that seemed to penetrate to the very core of his being.

"It's about time, and I've had enough fun."

"By the way, do you know why I deliberately kept you here until now?"

Freya's stiff body trembled. From Eugene's eyes, she sensed more than just humiliation.

They also harbor even more ferocious desires.

The desire for flesh.

It's not love, nor is it craving, but... devouring, appetite!

Eugene narrowed his eyes, his eyebrows curving upwards: "Heh, even though your brain isn't working too well, you've realized it, haven't you?"

"The skin of God is of no use to me."

"Your power, enough to bewitch even the gods, is what I truly covet!"

Snapped!

Before he finished speaking, he had already reached out and his iron claws fiercely gripped the goddess's slender, snow-white neck!

That body, which no living being could bear to harm, was now being cruelly gripped by Eugene.

Within him, the boundless power of greed surged once more. Sensing such pure and vast power, the dark and deep mist, like the starry sky, began to murmur in a low and excited voice.

They were all mobilized, a surging tide converging and covering everything, and within the boundless vortex, sharp claws and teeth were hidden, waiting to tear their prey apart.

"Ughhhhhh! 々!"

Freya felt as if she were being electrocuted, and her internal organs were about to be ripped out!

Her skin cracked horribly at a visible speed, and what was being torn out of the fine cracks was not only blood mist, but also a crystal-clear and dazzling divine radiance!

This, this is his power!