Crossover Anime: Starting from Jobless Reincarnation

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The fact that he could withstand all of that makes the Dragon God truly the strongest in the world.

"Kid, this isn't the time to make that face," Alsterd's cold voice rang out.

The next moment, an unparalleled power raged outwards from Orstid in all directions.

A burst of violent magic erupted, and it was at this moment that Roya saw the sword that Orstide held in his right hand.

It was a longsword, or rather a knife, with a curved blade that resembled a katana.

This unassuming longsword, with its unusual design and lack of any fancy decorations, is a true divine weapon.

A truly divine sword.

It is a weapon created by the Mad Dragon King Chaos for the first Dragon God, capable of withstanding the power of a true god.

However, drawing this knife also means that the situation has become quite urgent.

Because drawing this divine sword requires a corresponding expenditure of magic power, and the magic power consumption is enormous, Auersted's magic power almost never recovers, so she only draws it when absolutely necessary.

However, the current situation means that things are extremely urgent.

At the very moment the Phoenix Dragon Sword clashed with the Divine Blade, Luo Ya could even sense that a notch appeared on the Phoenix Dragon Sword's blade.

This longsword, which was said to be indestructible, developed a nick in just this one encounter.

Both of Roya's longswords were blocked by Orstide's expressionless defense.

It was at this moment that the two began their contest of strength.

Roya's power, which he thought could crush everything, was blocked at this moment, like a stone sinking into the sea.

Orstide looked at Roya, a mocking expression on his chiseled face.

Alsterd made his move.

The next moment, the hand that Luo Ya was holding the Phoenix Dragon Sword was instantly severed.

This is the Water God Style's counterattack.

Since Roya's attack failed to seriously injure Orstide, Roya will now face Orstide's terrifying counterattack.

Roya saw Orstide's movement. Orstide unleashed the sword strike at an unimaginable speed, and even with Roya's instantaneous intervention, Roya still couldn't react in time.

The speed was too fast, unbelievably fast.

It was even much faster than Roya's Blade of Light.

Even if they saw it, they couldn't react at all. Even if they caught Alster's movements, their bodies couldn't keep up with them.

By the time Roya reacted, his right arm had already been completely severed.

At this moment, when Roya looked at Orstide again, Orstide had opened one eye on his forehead once more.

The dragon god Orstide has three eyes.

The golden pupils completely disappeared, leaving only the whites of the eyes. When Roya met those three eyes, he felt an almost suffocating sense of oppression.

Although he didn't realize what was happening, the moment Luo Ya sensed something was wrong, he began to pull back, trying to create some distance.

However, the Dragon God Orstide did not give him a chance. Since the divine sword had been drawn, it would consume a large amount of magic power every second. Since he had chosen to draw such a weapon at this moment, Roya had to kill him quickly.

The terrifying slashes of the divine blade did not stop; the curved blade fell again in an eerie arc.

It was a very simple slash, without any fancy movements, yet it was this very slash that made Roya feel terrified.

Without the slightest hesitation, magic erupted at that moment, the violent magic radiating outwards from Roya as the center.

The next moment, the Dragon God raised his left hand, his five fingers together, and delivered a chop to Roya's abdomen, saying expressionlessly, "Chaotic Demon!"

The raging magic came to an abrupt halt, interrupted before it could erupt. However, the magic flowing through Roya's body intertwined with the dragon's blood, forming a unique product. Even when facing the Dragon God's magic head-on, it only caused a slight disturbance before returning to normal.

But this small disturbance caused Roya to lose another leg.

Roya's abdomen was injured. The powerful force collided with the scales that had grown on Roya's abdomen. The terrifying force instantly pierced through the scales on Roya's abdomen. Roya coughed up blood from the corner of his mouth, and at the same time felt his internal organs churning. Blood was coughing up as if it were free.

The divine blade was swung once more, Orstide's target being Roya's right leg.

Using the force of the Dragon God's attack, Roya was propelled backward into the distance. However, even so, when Roya looked down, his right leg had been severed, and black blood dripped onto the barren ground. Only his left leg was left to support his upper body.

Not only his right leg, but also his right hand was severed. At this moment, Roya looked as if he had been pulled out of a pool of blood, and his appearance was extremely miserable.

However, Roya merely glanced at his own appearance indifferently. He didn't speak. His boiling dragon blood surged, and on the smooth cut surfaces of his arms and legs severed by the divine blade, flesh began to wriggle. These flesh buds grew out segment by segment like willow branches sprouting green shoots, and his severed hands and feet were restored to their original state at this moment.

In just a moment, the severed limbs were completely healed.

Dragon God Orstide watched all this in silence, the blade of his divine sword in his right hand still plain and unadorned, only stained with purplish-black blood.

He reached out and picked up Roya's severed right hand, which was still tightly gripping the longsword.

Orstide drew the longsword, held it in his hand, and examined it. The longsword now had an obvious nick, but its original appearance was still clearly visible.

"The Phoenix Dragon Sword?" Orstide uttered those four words, a nostalgic look on his face.

"This was crafted by an acquaintance, but I never expected it to be in your hands. Judging from your demeanor, you don't seem to be human; you seem to have dragon blood flowing through your veins," Orstide said indifferently.

Although he remained indifferent, his expression still that sullen, expressionless face, his tone now carried a hint of doubt.

“I have never seen you before, I don’t know what happened to you, the origin of your bloodline is too strange.”

The people and events he had never seen before were all too bizarre, which made the Dragon God feel deeply apprehensive.

The Dragon God, also known as Orstide.

He is a being who has truly survived since ancient times. He knows far too much, knows far too many secrets, and has seen far too many people and far too many things. In this world, it would not be unreasonable to call him half an omniscient being.

However, it is precisely because of this that there are things in this world that he cannot understand, and that he feels apprehensive.

Luo Ya didn't speak. His hands and feet returned to normal, and his injuries were also healed at that moment.

He was also furious at this moment. He had lost an arm and a leg as soon as they met, and even his magic was suppressed. How could Roya not feel frustrated?

Luo Ya took a deep breath, the golden light in his eyes became even brighter, and his aura surged again, with terrifying pressure sweeping in all directions.

The snow that was falling from the sky suddenly turned into a downpour.

The torrential rain was like the wrath of the heavens. Large raindrops washed over the world below, sweeping away everything visible. Lightning flashed and converged, and dark clouds rolled and gathered in the sky above, mending the torn wounds.

The world grew even darker, with a gray sky and fog appearing eerily at this moment.

In this hazy, gray world, Roya revealed a terrifying golden glint in his eyes, appearing both ghostly and divine.

Blood and sweat boiled again, and a faint red mist floated on Roya's body, caused by the evaporation of blood.

And this is the fourth stage of a moment.

Sixteen times the speed, sixteen times the speed of the power of words.

Time is meaningless at this moment; everything is stretched out infinitely—the falling raindrops, the tiny snowflakes drifting down from the farthest reaches—everything is meaningless at this moment.

This includes the dragon god Orstide.

Without the slightest hesitation, the rapier called the Throat Flute was drawn, and with one step, only a deep footprint was left where Roya had stood.

The next moment, Roya appeared to the right of the Dragon God Orstide.

At this moment, half of Luo Ya's cheek was covered by dragon scales, most of his arms were covered by black dragon scales, and almost half of his body was covered with jet-black dragon scales.

The throat flute was drawn, moving at sixteen times the speed, and the light katana slashed down in an instant.

Without needing many words or much skill, all Roya needed to do was simply raise his hand and then use all his strength to unleash this slash.

This time, the Dragon God was unable to defend against Roja's slash.

The slash came down, the sharp longsword aimed at Orstide's head.

The throat whistle easily tore through Orstide's fighting spirit.

The longsword, named Throat Flute, instantly pierced Orstide's neck. The sword was as thin as a cicada's wing. The veins on Roya's right arm bulged and the blood vessels protruded, the strip-like veins resembling a ferocious beast. At this moment, with the immense force applied, the Throat Flute began to tear Orstide's skin inch by inch.

A thin line of blood appeared on his neck after being cut.

Even if it's subtle and imperceptible, the harm was indeed done.

The Dragon God Orstide's face contorted in a ferocious expression, his violent aura surging forth. The magic emanating from his body halted the torrential rain, leaving large raindrops suspended in mid-air. Orstide's face now appeared quite terrifying.

The throat flute ultimately failed to sever Alsterd's neck; the longsword was jammed by the scales on his neck. When the throat flute finally pierced Alsterd's flesh, the longsword could not advance an inch further.

With its three eyes wide open, Roya was stared at intently. It was at that moment that Orstide made his move.

The divine blade was swung out once more, and a terrifying slash came down, the divine blade, carrying a large amount of magical power, slashing down without any reservation.

To Roya's surprise, even in this moment of the third stage, Orstide was still able to maintain an extremely exaggerated speed.

The divine blade struck down in an instant, its target being half of Roya's body.

Orstide actually intended to trade injuries for injuries.

Roya's eyes narrowed slightly. He instinctively sensed a bad premonition, but the die was cast. Without further ado, if Orstide wanted to trade injury for injury, then so be it!

The sword's edge struck Orstide's right forehead with a long-awaited horizontal slash.

After realizing that the throat whistle could not sever Alsterd's neck, Roya changed his mind.

The slash was powerful and fast. It wasn't some kind of secret technique, just a simple horizontal cut, but it did indeed cause considerable damage to Orstide.

The silvery-white sword light fell, the longsword resembling a silvery-white curtain.

The throat flute's weapon level was insufficient to break through Alsterd's defense. To compensate for this deficiency, Roya poured magic into the longsword. The magic wrapped around the longsword and suddenly erupted the moment the throat flute cut into Alsterd's right forehead.